Chapter 506 The blessing was triggered, was he injured?
Anthony clicked his fingers, and a little fluorescent light quietly floated towards Xiao Longyi and submerged into his clothes. Everyone just watched him climb to the top of the cave and leave through the crack at the end of the rope.
Nigris asked in confusion: "What did you play on him?"
Anthony smiled and said: "A small blessing."
"Then he is lucky enough to get the 'Pope's blessing'. What's the use of it?" Negris asked curiously.
"What's the use? I sealed a facial cleansing spell on him. When he is about to die, it will burst out and give him some treatment." Anthony said.
"...It turns out that the blessing from your Church of Light is like this. I thought it really had some kind of divine protection." Nigris complained in disappointment.
Anthony smiled and said: "This is the protection of divine power. I am now a demigod. Don't mistake demigods for gods. Our Church of Light will not be in such trouble."
"I used to arrange some activities to bless a few devout rich people in public, and then let Polk follow me, and I would quietly help him solve problems when he encountered them, so that he would think the blessing was effective and come back the next day to donate.
It’s so troublesome.”
Negris said depressedly: "Now I know how you became the Archbishop... If only I had known you earlier, my temple of knowledge would have been saved."
Anthony was stunned for a moment and shook his head desperately: "No, no, the Lord God is too weak to be saved."
"Pfft - I'll strangle you to death!!!" Nigris roared angrily.
After fighting for a while, everyone finally turned their attention back to Abu Ke. Anthony said: "You are sealed here and cannot leave, so the things you know are actually the things that this dragon family read to you when they sacrificed you.
Did you listen?"
Abu Ke condensed the phantom of the dragon head and nodded silently.
"I know why you are so reckless. They probably instilled it in you. You don't cast spells, you don't sneak, your minions are weapons, and your scales are armor. Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are an immortal dragon soul." Nigris said.
Duroken interrupted: "I remember it was 'scales are defense'."
After being corrected, Negris finally couldn't bear it anymore. The Book of Brass flew up from Ange's hand, opened the pages and slapped Duroken on the head: "Just make up the number of words, right? Make up the number of words."
Abu Ke looked at their fight and suddenly let out a long sigh: "You guys have such a good relationship and you get along so lively. It's not like my place, which is too deserted."
"Huh? Tell me in detail? How do you keep quiet?" Anthony stood up calmly and pushed the two guys behind who were fighting.
He heard a desire to talk from the dragon soul's sigh, and quickly took the opportunity to induce him. It was rare. Ever since he was beaten, this dragon soul had a strong rejection of them. He would answer half a question without asking.
It's messed up there.
Anthony had previously ridiculed him as a lizard in a cage and wanted to stimulate him to see if he could ask him anything. Unexpectedly, the effect was not great. On the contrary, this kind of teasing made him want to talk. Anthony immediately knew where to start.
Got it.
Abuq sighed again and said leisurely: "I am sealed here, and my soul cannot leave the range of a few hundred meters from the body. The place you see is the area where I can move. There is no one who can speak here, only
These annoying ghosts..."
When Abuk was ignorant, he would often hear a voice: no spells, no stealth, minions are weapons, scales are armor... We are the great black dragon, we are the fearless dragonborn...
He tried hard to 'look' in the direction of the sound, and what he saw were some humanoid creatures, some big, some small, some young. They laid out their sacrifices and sacrifices, and worshiped there devoutly.
They came every once in a while, sometimes a group of people, sometimes one or two people, either offering sacrifices or talking to each other. From their conversations, Abu Ke remembered many nouns, but at that time, he did not understand
What do these nouns mean?
Until one day, those people came again, full of sorrow and holding a corpse.
Abu Ke recognized this corpse. He was the eldest one in the group. One or two people often came to sacrifice him. These people called him the priest.
During a solemn sacrifice, these people pushed the priest's body into the abyss, shouting: "Let's go, return to the embrace of the Dragon God."
Abuk finally couldn't help his curiosity, got out of the petrified dragon, and chased the body that fell into the abyss.
The rest of the people seemed to have seen traces of the dragon soul, and shouted in surprise: "Dragon God! Dragon God! The Dragon God has appeared!"
At that time, Abu Ke was just a newly born soul. Who knew what the Dragon God was and what the ghost was? He found the pushed-down corpse at the bottom of the abyss, with broken bones and flesh.
A few days later, the corpse was reincarnated, and a soul was born in the corpse, but it was unable to move due to broken bones and flesh, and could only open and close its mouth.
So its mouth kept opening and closing there, silently accusing those who pushed it down.
The ignorant Abouke has a new entertainment, 'chatting' with this zombie who can only move his mouth. This kind of chat is at the soul level, so Abouke receives many scenes, such as eating, sleeping, spanking children, and going to bed.
…
Time passed like this year by year. Among the group of people, the younger ones grew up, the older ones grew older, and the older ones died.
The dead would be brought here, sacrificed and pushed down into the abyss. A few days later, there would be another zombie with its mouth opening and closing, or three to five months later, there would be a skeleton or a pile of broken bones.
Not all corpses can give birth to souls.
Abu Ke has another person he can 'chat' with.
After an unknown amount of time, Abu Ke looked at a bunch of tattered undead creatures that could only move their mouths, and suddenly had an idea: How could they not be broken into pieces?
This was the first active thought that Abuq was born. He was no longer a spirit that moved based on instinct, but an intelligent undead.
From then on, the bodies that were pushed down were all caught by Abuk and no longer shattered into pieces. There were slowly more undead creatures that could move under the abyss.
In this way, year by year, Abu Ke grew into a powerful dragon soul. He firmly believed that he was a black dragon, with sharp claws and scales. He did not cast spells, did not sneak, and moved forward bravely.
And those who sacrificed to him were his companions, and in a sense they were his relatives, because many of his cognitions and images came into contact from the souls of those corpses.
He has seen every detail of these ancestors.
However, I don’t know since when, the number of people coming to worship has become less and less. At the beginning, there were hundreds of people, then slowly turned into dozens, then slowly turned into more than a dozen, a few people, and one person.
…
Xiao Longyi has been the only one who came to worship him in the past year. Last year, he was accompanied by his mother, but this year he is the only one left.
"If he doesn't come here in the future, will I be forgotten here?" Abu Ke said sadly.
"That's not the case." Nigris also said a little sadly: "We already know you, you will not be forgotten. Anyway, we will definitely live longer than you. No one will come to worship you, and no soul will be sent to you.
Buried here, the breath of death has dried up, maybe you will die in a few hundred years, don't be afraid."
"Well, why am I even more scared when you say this? Aren't undead creatures immortal?" Abouker asked.
"Do you think you are an undead creature now? Of course not. Undead creatures will also have their souls exhausted. If they are not nourished by the breath of death, they will die in a few hundred years. You are a dragon soul. If your soul is stronger, you should be able to survive for thousands of years.
"Nigris complained.
"How can I survive here for thousands of years without anyone to worship me? I might as well have perished long ago." Abu Ke muttered.
Anthony answered at the right time: "Then do you want to be reincarnated as a dragon soul warrior and use your minions to your heart's content?"
Abu Ke was silent for a while and said hesitantly: "I think about it, but you must have any additional conditions. What do I need to pay?"
"Soul and loyalty." Anthony said with a smile.
"I knew it, but you are the Church of Light and the natural enemy of the undead. I have dedicated my soul and loyalty. Will you put me on the stake and burn me?" Abouker asked hesitantly.
Nigris curled his lips: "It's as if it can't be burned now."
"Haha, we can also change our identity and accept your donation." Having said this, Anthony turned to Gray and others in the distance and shouted: "Gray, take them out, we have secrets to discuss here."
"Okay." Gray took everyone out. Everyone was very cooperative. They knew very well that the secrets of important people should not be seen casually. The more you see, the more dangerous it is.
After they left, Anthony's soul flame surged from his body, armor transformed into his body, and an undead war horse with black energy and red eyes emerged from his body.
"Black Knight?" Abu Ke was stunned.
Soul fire surged from Ange's body, his armor transformed into a coir raincoat and straw hat, and he held out a sickle, looking exactly like an old farmer.
Soul fire surged from the little zombie's body, and its armor transformed into a ferocious shield.
Duroken raised his hat, and a ball of soul fire ignited on his head.
"...Except for this seraph, are all of you undead?" Abu Ke was dumbfounded.
"Hehe, this is also an immortal seraph, how about it? Reincarnated as a dragon soul warrior, will you serve the immortal?" Nigris said.
Abouke had actually made his decision, but he was still a little unwilling to do so and asked hesitantly: "Then who do I owe my allegiance to?"
Everyone looked at Ange in unison.
Ange looked left and right, then took two steps back.
"Uh, what are you doing?" Nigris asked.
"I don't know how to farm..." Ange responded reluctantly.
Abuke frowned, farming? Are you being disliked?
Anthony quickly took two steps forward, and the soul armor on his body disappeared. He took out the papal scepter and slapped it on the ground. The luxurious papal robe appeared on his body, shining brightly.
Against the background of this extremely dazzling brilliance, Anthony said kindly: "Of course, to me, the spokesman of God on earth, the interpreter of the oracle, the singer of the holy voice, the sword bearer of the sword of punishment,
The Pope, Saint Anthony, pays your allegiance.”
Such a long title made Abuke feel a little dizzy, and he unconsciously gave up his soul fire.
After establishing the soul connection, Abouke quietly asked Anthony: "Who is this Ange? How dare you dislike me?"
"Oh, Ange is a god, and I am his spokesperson, interpreting his oracles and singing his fame." Anthony responded.
"puff……"
Abu Ke regretted it for a long time. If he had known better, he would have persisted. If he didn't know how to farm, he could have learned. He could have been on the same level as Anthony, but now he is a head shorter, so anyone can ride on him.
After getting rid of Abuk, the petrified dragon could finally be put down. Duroken fiddled with it for a while and found the mechanism. The dragon chains on the opposite side of the abyss slowly lengthened, and the petrified dragon moved to the platform here.
.
When the dragon chain on the opposite side was used up, the petrified dragon was just hanging on the platform where they were standing. When the chains here were relaxed, the petrified dragon was lying on the platform, stable.
Now everyone knows how it was hoisted in the first place.
"What should we do now? Can we remove its petrification? I have just studied it. It is just ordinary petrification. There is nothing special. The petrification crossbow can remove it." Duroken said.
Nigris asked: "It's lifted, what next? Abuk, do you want your body back?"
Abu Ke shook his head firmly: "No, I want to be reincarnated as a dragon soul warrior."
"Ah? Why? Didn't you say that minions are your weapons? They don't cast spells, they don't sneak, they just move forward bravely." Negris said in surprise.
Abu Ke said helplessly: "Do you think I'm a fool? I can cast spells and sneak. Why should I move forward bravely? I'm not a real black dragon."
"Ah? But you just..." But that's not what Abouke said just now.
"I can't cast spells. Where can I learn magic if I'm stuck here? I'm not familiar with you, so of course I can only say that. I'm an immortal dragon soul. I still know how to use my advantages. This body can't use my true power.
Given the advantages, I’d better reincarnate.” Abu Ke said.
Okay, now Nigris knows that Abker was so reckless before, just because he was stubborn. After being beaten because he didn't know magic, he refused to give up and said that he didn't cast spells or sneak. It was the tradition of the black dragon.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, when he first started taking action, he was hiding among a bunch of resentful spirits to cover up his aura. How could he not be considered stealth?
Nigris was so angry: "I won't give it back to you, because it still has my intelligence halo on it..."
Just as he said this, Ange suddenly grabbed a handful of Dragon Corpse Xu, grabbed a ball of light, and pressed it on the Book of Brass.
The Book of Brass immediately radiated a refreshing wave, and the whole mind became much more active.
"You took out my aura of enlightenment? Put it in a book? How did you do it?" Nigris was confused.
Don't look at Ange's effortless grabbing and stuffing. This is a transfer of magical skills, and he is very aware of the difficulty involved.
Ange tilted his head, looking confused.
"Well, you don't know, right?" Nigris said helplessly: "I can give it to you now, do you want it? Really don't want it? If Abuq doesn't want the body, we won't have the extra soul to drive it and remove the petrification.
It can only be left here to rot. We have to find a soul that is powerful enough to drive it."
Anthony said: "A fifty-meter dragon requires at least a very strong soul. I don't know if the big bones can drive it..."
At this point, Anthony suddenly paused, listened attentively, and said in surprise: "The blessing I gave to the little dragon was triggered. Is he injured?"
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