Or, to be more precise, this frenzy composed of countless resentful spirits is rushing towards the legendary battlefield high in the sky.
In the midst of the green wave of resentful spirits, a cold, cold, and deadly legendary aura was released without concealment, causing the giant dragon in that position to panic.
Wherever the tide of resentful spirits passed, all the flowers, plants and trees withered, and all the birds, beasts, insects and ants died.
"The support from the Council of the Undead is here!" Muria looked up at the legendary undead who came to support with a wave of resentful souls. "I just don't know if this person has communicated with the Barbossa ship. Will he be there later?"
Work hard but no effort.”
At an altitude of 10,000 meters, the ancient dragons, who had completely put Bryant and his legendary undead dragon at a disadvantage, looked at each other when they saw the mighty wave of resentful spirits.
Then, an ancient silver dragon left the battlefield directly and flew toward the wave of resentful spirits with a cold air that could freeze space.
When the ancient silver dragon approached the tide of resentful spirits, the tide of resentful spirits, like a vast ocean, quickly separated and made a way. When the ancient silver dragon saw the densely packed resentful spirits, it paused for a moment and flew directly.
Got in.
It didn't matter to the ancient silver dragon whether the legendary resentful spirit in front of him was ready to swim or not. It believed in its own strength and had enough power to cope with any situation.
In fact, the power in the ancient silver dragon's body is already ready to go. It is impossible for it to relax its vigilance just because of a word from a core member of the Council of the Dead. It is not that naive.
They, a group of ancient dragons, have long been prepared to fight against all the legendary undead in the Kingdom of Bavaria. Their real mission is to find and lock down Bertlaine's location, and they have no intention of successfully capturing Bertlaine in one go.
This group of ancient dragons are just the first to get the news and arrive the fastest. Later, there will be ancient dragons and legendary dragons coming. The appeal of the Dragon God and the Dragon King is still very terrifying. Of course, the Dragon God's like the Mother of Evil Dragons
Influence is calculated separately.
"Silver Dragon, relax, I have no interest in fighting you." The evil spirits that were blooming with coldness and green light completely isolated the ancient silver dragon's elegant dragon body surrounded by the cold air of white mist from the outside world.
As soon as she started, a ghostly whisper came into her ears.
"Why should I believe you?" Gu Yinlong squinted his eyes and looked at a middle-aged man with a black beard wearing a crown and royal robes who appeared in front of him. His face was ruddy and his eyes were bright, except that he was lifeless.
Apart from the breath, he is more like a living person than a living person.
"Isn't this gesture of mine enough?" The legendary resentful spirit, holding a scepter and dressed as a king, looked at Gu Yinlong with a smile, looking like a kind uncle.
But Gu Yinlong was not deceived by his appearance, and was surrounded by resentful spirits from all directions. Many of them were high-level resentful spirits with clear shapes, including old men, children, and women. Among them were children and infants.
There are the most wraiths in this appearance.
Because I was just at the age when I was enjoying a beautiful life, but suddenly encountered a misfortune and ended my life that had just begun. Therefore, I had deep resentment. Coupled with the lack of faith, it was easiest to form resentful spirits, and they were extremely vicious and had a strong hold on living people.
The greatest malice.
However, even this kind of ferocious resentful spirit will show a very obvious look of fear and awe on its face when it looks at this legendary resentful spirit who seemed to be a king during his lifetime.
"Since you don't want to take action, then why are you here?" From time to time, a "click" sound came from beside Gu Yinlong, and fine cracks flashed past, and the space was frozen by the cold air that escaped from him.
"We still need to make the most basic appearance." The legendary ghost who looked like a king put his hands on the gemstone of the scepter and stood leaning on the staff. "A big shot in our Council of the Dead is paying attention to this country. If I
If you just sit back and watch Briante being besieged and do nothing, I will be punished if I go back."
"But if you just do this and blatantly do nothing, won't you be punished when you go back?"
"My attitude has been made clear. Even if I am punished, I will not help him." The legendary resentful spirit showed dissatisfaction on his face, "Last time your dragon clan surrounded this guy Burt Ryan, I blocked it for him.
After killing two ancient dragons, I lost a tenth of my resentful spirit.
After Bertrion was resurrected, I went to him to ask for remuneration and compensation, but the guy actually refused to acknowledge the debt. Hehe, even if he couldn't get it right away, he could just write me an IOU. It doesn't matter if the repayment time takes longer.
But he actually dared to rip off my debt. With such an attitude, he still wants me to help him. Just dream! I didn’t join you in besieging him because I was a member of the Council of the Dead."
"..." Gu Yinlong was silent. The legendary resentful spirit in front of him had a very good reason for paddling, and it couldn't say anything wrong.
"What's more, I have already helped him hold back an ancient dragon. In this case, even that adult would be embarrassed to say anything to me." The legendary resentful spirit looked at the ancient silver dragon with a smile.
"Hold me!" Gu Yinlong's eyes narrowed slightly, and the white mist surrounding him became thicker in silence.
"Silver Dragon, I've already said, I don't want to fight, don't ask for trouble." The legendary resentful spirit changed from holding a staff with both hands to holding a staff with one hand, "If we fight, we won't be able to tell the winner for a while.
It’s meaningless for the war situation, so let’s save some energy. It’ll be good for you all, so just stand and watch them fight.”
..."There hasn't been any movement for a long time!" Muria looked at the wave of resentful spirits that had become motionless after engulfing the ancient silver dragon, and couldn't help but murmured in her heart: "Such a blatant paddling, the undead soul of Bryant
Is the fate so bad?"
In fact, there is another possibility after there has been no movement for a long time: the ancient silver dragon was solved silently. However, as soon as this idea appeared, it was passed by Muria. In this world, unless something happens to the epic himself, it does not exist.
You can kill an ancient silver dragon quietly.
At this moment, a black beam of pure death energy spread across the sky and the earth, moving towards the battlefield in the sky, and another legendary undead from the Council of the Undead arrived.
Of course the ancient dragons felt such a flamboyant release of breath, so a yellow jade ancient dragon also left the sky battlefield and stopped this legendary undead spirit who had condensed a pillar of death energy into the sky just by releasing his breath.
Muria casually knocked over a ghost dragon and looked towards the topaz ancient dragon. After the legendary undead with an astonishing aura stopped, he suddenly revealed his figure. He turned out to be a dark knight holding a spear and a bow.
In Muria's view, after the Topaz Ancient Dragon stopped to communicate with the Dark Knight for a while, the two immediately started fighting. Thousands of meters of spear light and spells that covered the sky appeared from time to time. It seemed that the battle started directly.
Reaching a climax.
As they fought, fine spatial cracks flashed from time to time, and the momentum was extremely shocking. However, after observing for a while, Muria discovered that the two legends were pretending to fight or paddling.
The seemingly powerful spear lights and spell attacks were all thrown into the air with great force, but none of them fell on the opponent. This kind of tacit understanding made Muria not know how to evaluate it.
"It's so obvious!" Muria couldn't help complaining as she looked at the two legendary undead souls who were performing a coping rescue.