"For such precious information, what price do I need to pay?" Muria looked at the information book in her hand that recorded the strength, spells, and residence coordinates of many lichs, and asked seriously, what is the equivalent exchange?
Basic principles of dragon-to-dragon trading.
"This kind of thing may be very precious to you, but to me it is just information collected when I was bored and wandering around. It has no value to me."
Barthelemy told lies with his eyes open. A golden dragon who liked to enslave lich actually said that some information about lich without a big background was of no use to him.
"You are indeed an anomaly." Muria looked deeply at Barthelemy. This was the first time he had seen a lying golden dragon in his long life. Although it was a white lie, and the constant lie detection technique on him did not
Any reaction occurs, but such words do not require magic detection. As long as you have a little brain, you can see that this guy is lying.
"This time, I appreciate your kindness. This information has been of great help to me." Muria took out a crystal clear crystal with a drop of golden blood sealed in the crystal. "This is my blood."
, as long as you crush it, I will feel it, and then I will help you with something unconditionally."
"Then thank you, Your Highness." Barthelemy was slightly startled when he saw the blood handed over by Muria. This was the first time he saw that a dragon's token was a drop of blood. Dragons will shed a lot of phosphorus as they grow.
Generally speaking, dragons will use the scales they shed as their own tokens.
However, Muria is different. All the scales on his body have been integrated into the Holy Glory Emperor Abyss, improving the compatibility with him, including the scales that fell off. The current Sheng Glory Emperor Abyss has become its scales and cannot be torn off.
came down.
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"There's something wrong with this dragon." Just after leaving the demiplane of Barthelemy, Ilvester stopped and looked back at the sunny tropical rainforest behind.
"Then why didn't you take action just now? I didn't stop you!"
"He is not a fallen dragon. He was simply corrupted by the energy of death. I can't feel the sin on him."
Ilvester's expression is a little strange. Ordinary believers in gods need to cast spells to judge good and evil, but he can judge the good and evil of a creature just by looking at it. Of course, the good and evil of many creatures cannot be measured by aura.
, "It feels more like he is hiding something."
"You're just talking nonsense," Muria rolled her eyes, "He just lied to me at least three times, and the constant lie detector in me didn't respond at all. However, although they were all lies, they were all white lies.
, are all beneficial to me.”
"The location we are in is different, and the things we see are different. I guess this dragon has something that he doesn't want us to know about, right?" Migallela also had his own opinion.
"If you don't want to say it, forget it. I have got the most important thing, and I have also left my blood to him. If he needs help, he will call me, a legendary descendant of the Dragon King. If it is true,
If he encounters difficulties, I believe he will ask me for help."
Muria began to flip through the information book in his hand, and finally his eyes stopped on the big lich dressed as a pirate. To be honest, Muria was really convinced by him. He became a pirate and became a lich in the circle, and he became famous all over the world.
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"What do you want to do? The legendary great lich, Captain Barbossa of the Undead, I have heard his name in the heavens. You don't want to attack him, do you? The three of us together now may not be enough to slap him.
Taken."
"I know, what kind of strength am I? I still know it in my heart. I'm just visiting this great lich." Muria turned over the side that recorded the information about the undead captain Barbossa and looked at the other people who were there.
Information about the lich living in seclusion in the vault of the undead, "But before I visit him, I first visit other lichs!"
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"Surrender or die? You only have two choices." In an underground cavity filled with bones, Muria stood on the pile of bones and stepped on the head of a lich. This lich was very special, he was not common.
Instead of a humanoid skeleton with a dragon head and a human body, this is a dragon lich, and its body is made of dragon bones.
"If you want me to surrender to you, just dream, quack quack!" The soul fire in the Dragon Lich's skull swayed violently, making a harsh sound of soul ridicule, "You are not worthy yet. If you want to kill me, you can kill me. Someone will do it for me when the time comes.
Revengeful."
"It's just a legendary lich. Do you really think I can help you get revenge?" Muria sneered on his face. The dragon lich at his feet belonged to a small group of lichs, and the leader was a legendary fifth-level man.
Lich, and this small group is now being targeted by Muria. Muria decided to wipe out this group and capture them all to Xinaps.
"You dare to be arrogant in front of me now because you have a life box. Even if you die, you can start over, right?" A warm smile appeared on Muria's face, "But I heard that you were annihilated by the flames of the Blazing Gods.
The lich of the soul cannot be reborn. This is the news I heard. I don’t know if it is true or not. If you are still unwilling to surrender, I think I can try it now."
"The Blazing God Clan?" The soul flame jumping between the dragon head and skull of this dragon lich froze slightly, and then a wave of fearful emotions emanated, "That is the top existence in the heaven, how could it appear in someone like me?
Small place? Don’t try to scare me."
"Micah, please." Muria took a step back and followed behind him. The blazing girl, who had been bored for a long time, stepped forward, and the crimson blazing flame appeared in her hand.
"It's really the blazing divine fire!" As soon as the flame appeared, the dragon lich's soul couldn't help but tremble. This was the instinctive fear of the soul, and it was a flame that could completely purify his soul infected by death.
, once contaminated by this flame, it will cease to exist.
"I surrender, sir, spare my life!" When his life was fatally threatened, this dragon lich immediately made the right choice. He was originally a living being, but now he chose to become a half-dead lich, which shows how important he is to life.
There is no doubt that ninety-nine percent of lichs are greedy for life and afraid of death.
"Let go of your soul flame!"
"Sir, Lord Yoram Barzel has left a soul mark on my soul. If you want me to truly surrender to you, you must erase the mark left by that Lord.
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"Stop talking nonsense, I have already investigated all your information before attacking you." Muria kicked the dracolich in the head, "You just need to open your soul.
, you don’t need to worry about the rest.”
"Yes!" Even though he had done nothing, he unexpectedly encountered the Dragon Lich. He let go of his soul defense in despair and showed his soul core unreservedly in front of Muria. Now as long as Muria
Thinking that he could make this lich completely fall by paying a small price.
"Let's see who has stronger spiritual power!" Muria's nearly substantial silver spiritual power surged out from between his eyebrows and rushed into the soul core of this dracolich.
Mustard Seed Nasumi
It's just a small ball of soul flame the size of a fist. When Muria's spiritual power enters it, the scene changes drastically. An extremely broad space opens up in Muria's induction. This is the spiritual space of this lich.
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The powerful mental power condensed the true form of Muria's dragon in this dead soul space. A huge golden hexagonal dragon also condensed in the true form of this lich. A man's face was slightly shaken.
Bai, a middle-aged man with elegant temperament.
"That guy left a mark on your soul?" Muria looked at the existence occupying the center of this soul space from a distance. It was a humanoid existence wearing a gray robe. He couldn't see his face clearly and could only
He saw a bone sickle protruding from his sleeves.
"The Attendant of the God of Death?" Seeing the appearance of this existence, Muria was immediately confused. "The guy who controls you has something to do with the God of Death? He has a lot of background!"
"I don't know about this, sir." The middle-aged mage next to him was extremely humble.
"I'm not even afraid of the true God, let alone the mark left by a servant. You just want to scare me with this thing. How naive." Muria looked at the lich's original appearance with disdain. With a wave of his dragon claw,
The blazing golden flame instantly filled the soul space filled with the breath of death, pressing towards the central Death Attendant brand.