He wouldn't be wrong, that kind of thing was the power that once brought nightmares to the dragon clan, world-class props!

These things, as the name suggests, are the ultimate existence that contains the power of a world, and there are even the ultimate individual individuals who defy the laws of heaven.

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The power possessed by these things is very similar to the origin of the world, so that the wielder of the guardian has the protection of the world, and is immune to the effects of the origin magic that is also the power of the source.

It seems that the dragon king, who can use the magic of the Origin, is also immune to the direct effects of world-class items.

But only directly.

This is a very unfair unequal exchange.

The player's real combat power is composed of their level, equipment, profession, and magic, and the world-class items are very strong, but they are strategic weapons, and without it, the player's basic combat power has not changed.

The Dragon King is different, without the Origin Magic, it is equivalent to losing most of the means of attack.

The dragon king, who already has a certain strength gap with the player, needs to be several times the number of the enemy in the battle of the Eight Desires King to barely fight.

The fall of the Colorful Dragon King made him guess that the sword in the hand of Iratus was likely to be a world-class prop.

The

last picture of the Platinum Armor is that a large number of demons have appeared, and he is trying to control the armor to use the world movement, but the scene ends in an instant, and his connection with the armor is severed.

Did Iratus cut off the connection with a sword that was suspected to be a world-class prop?"

"The Church must be allowed to take action, this matter has seriously endangered the ...... of the world

Perhaps, it's time to summon other dragon kings to make a move, although there is no connection in the first place, but the death of the colorful dragon king in battle should make them become urgent...... "

Indeed, as he expected, the remaining true dragon kings also began to be urgent.

Among them, the notoriously timid Everdark Dragon King began to gather his men.

Of course, he Benlong does not regard these filthy products as his subordinates, but as rags that are used up and thrown away.

Now, it's time for the rags to give him the last of their worth and throw it away.

"Corridor of the World!"

the magical passage opened, like a long corridor with no end in sight, and the infinite darkness spread along the line of sight, and no one knew where the corridor would lead in the end.

Except for the users of this Origin Magic.

"It's also time for that guy to come out and show his face again. "

On the other side of the corridor, there was a dragon groan, not as majestic as Deathwing, but filled with a low aura of decay.

After a while, the subordinates he summoned walked out of the corridor, and because they were undead, their facial expressions were well controlled, and it was impossible to observe their inner thoughts through this.

But it doesn't matter, these are just miscellaneous fish compared to those who spread filth.

"I said that you would be released at the last moment and that you would be free again, and now is that moment. The

expressions of the undead, which had been well controlled, changed at this moment, as if they were too surprised, and they couldn't believe that such words were actually said by the thing in front of them.

"Don't be surprised, I need you to do one last thing for me before I can really set you free. Help me resurrect an old friend. "

The undead are a little moved, their Abyssal Body Organization has been established since two hundred years ago, and how many members have joined it, and it seems that their lifelong pursuit is only to study magic.

Because of the problem of natural races, their research direction is all necromantic magic, so they have a unique view on the resurrection type.

Well, it's very unique, after all, they don't know whether it will be a ghoul or a skeleton who will get up after resurrection.

"Of course, you are far from being able to do it, and I want you to study it for so long, although there are no commendable results, but at least it has brought me some inspiration. The

Everdark Dragon King stood up from the ground, his huge body filled with a sense of oppression, and the pair of dragon eyes that shone like stars in the dark night emitted an eerie light.

The undead suddenly found that they couldn't move!

"I really didn't expect that I would also be reduced to using the power of filth, but it was all for the purpose of expelling them!"

The green light lit up from the undead, the light produced when the soul was withdrawn.

"You have defiled the Origin, and I wish I could pull all the filth out of it, but I didn't expect that this would become a way for me to reconnect with him, revive it, my friend!"

All the souls of the undead were gathered together to form a huge green ball of energy.

Thanks to the dim sight in the cavern, it seems that a faint trace of green light can be seen, and it goes deep down the corridor, connecting with strange beings for some unknown reason.

The Everdark Dragon King unleashed his magic power in the manner of rank magic, causing this huge ball of energy to pour into that glimmer of green light and begin to grow slowly.

As the connection became more secure, more sounds began to come from the other end.

"Yes...... Yes........ Hmm......"

An indescribable whisper echoed through the cavern, and the Everdark Dragon King's face showed ecstasy.

Until a leisurely voice sounded behind him.

"This magic is really interesting, is this also the origin magic in the mouth of the Colorful Dragon King?" The

Everdark Dragon King suddenly burst out, flicking his tail and spewing out a mouthful of green dragon breath, flapping his wings and dodging backwards.

A red shield appeared, shattered in an instant after blocking the attack, and by the time the fragments fell, there was no one there.

"Really, although I was a little rude when I was uninvited, it was too rude to do it as soon as I came up, is this the way of hospitality of the dragon king?"

The man in a gorgeous dress stood in the other direction with a scepter in his hand, his golden hair combed back to his head, his black eyes were like an abyss, and his face was clearly smiling, but it gave people a creepy feeling when he looked at it.

"When we first met, I am the Birth of Darkness, the Guardian of the Bloodline, the Embodiment of Terror, the Purveyor of Death, the King of the Eternal Night, Iratus Zheminz Lauztama Shabend.

Well, according to etiquette, it's time for you to give your name as well. But I guess, looking at your appearance, you should also be one of the real dragon kings. The only true dragon kings I know that match your characteristics seem to be the Immortal Coffin Dragon King, the Everdark Dragon King, and the Vampire Dragon King, which one will you be?"

Is it a protection ceremony, wait until the old friend returns, kill this filth with two to one, or is it important to save your own life and flee quickly?

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