After a chuckle, the entire conference hall immediately became gloomy.
The officers of the city defense army who rushed in suddenly turned pale, their exposed skin turned blue, and a foul stench filled the air.
Corpse!
These city defense army officers who were normal people one moment ago have completely turned into corpses at this moment!
And, still...
A moving corpse!
They let out a silent roar, carrying a stench so strong that it would make ordinary people suffocate. The city defense army officers who rushed in jumped up one by one and pounced on the giant dragon in mid-air.
call!
The burning dragon's breath immediately dispersed from his head.
These corpses were scorched before they even got close to the dragon.
Then
Boom boom boom!
Explosions sounded one after another.
Every corpse exploded into green mist that filled the sky.
It was not exploded by the dragon's breath, but self-destructed.
As soon as these greens appeared, they quickly merged into one, shrouding the giant dragon in mid-air.
Roar!
The giant dragon Doyle immediately roared angrily.
The dragon's breath was sprayed out in flakes.
However, the dragon's breath, which can easily melt steel, has no effect on this green mist.
It's like using gasoline to put out a fire.
The green mist is gathering more and more.
At this time, another chuckle came.
It's different from the gentleness before, but full of gloom.
And, there is no hiding it.
Therefore, everyone's eyes immediately turned to the three city defense officers who rushed in first.
The three of them raised their hands and wiped their faces, immediately revealing their true faces.
In the middle is an old man with gray hair and beard who looks kind and friendly, just like the grandfather from the neighbor's house.
The ones on the left and right are unsatisfactory, or to be precise, faces that would make ordinary people cry when they see them.
The laughter just now was made by the 'person' who was missing an eye on the left side and allowed maggots to shuttle back and forth in the empty eye socket.
Pulling off the uniform of the city defense army, this 'man' hunched his body, waved the wooden stick in his hand, and said in a sinister voice: "What are you waiting for, Gista?"
"Hurry up and do it!"
"Remember, Doyle's body is mine!"
After saying this, the 'man' raised his hand and pointed at the giant dragon in the air with the wooden stick in his hand.
A pale green light shot out from the wooden staff.
The green mist immediately became more abundant.
And, roll over.
"I want the Siwok royal family's treasure trove!"
"besides……"
"The blood and hearts of 1,000 virgins!"
The person on the right said this.
Compared to the 'person' on the left, the 'person' standing on the right side of Gista looks more like a human being, at least he doesn't have a face full of maggots, but his pale face is still not what ordinary people have.
And the next moment, this 'person' turned into a ball of mist and disappeared from the spot.
Then the bat appeared.
Hundreds and thousands of bats.
They flapped their wings and rushed into the green mist without fear of death.
In the blink of an eye, these bats merged into the green mist.
Suddenly, the green mist increased again.
At this moment, the green mist had already enveloped the roof of the entire conference hall, and it was still as if it were real.
People can only hear the roar of the giant dragon Doyle, but cannot see Doyle's figure.
Even the heat of the dragon's breath can no longer be felt.
All there is is the coldness.
Just like the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter, you can exhale white breath when you open your mouth.
Al Xieli opened his mouth and exhaled, and kept slapping Prince Ruitai on the face.
His Royal Highness wanted to dodge, but he had no strength at all.
He looked weakly at Gista, who was approaching behind Al Xieli.
"Gista!"
Prince Ruitai roared in a low voice.
"Oh, Your Majesty, I am here."
Gista chuckled lightly, bowed, and saluted gracefully.
Then, he tore apart Al's thank you gift.
laugh!
boom!
The spy leader, carrying his own long sword, rolled to the side again and hit the pillar when blood spurted out from Prince Ruitai's chest, his eyes turned white.
Once again, the spy leader fainted.
Gista turned sideways to avoid the blood flowing away.
Prince Ruitai's body slowly fell to the ground.
However, just when he fell completely, Prince Ruitai raised his hands to support the black coffin.
Forcibly, Prince Ruitai stabilized his figure.
Looking at this scene, Gista smiled and shook his head.
Then, lift one foot.
As if disgusted with blood, Gista did not kick Prince Ruitai in the chest, but kicked Prince Ruitai in the ankles.
boom!
Prince Ruitai, who had just managed to hold himself up and relied on the black coffin to keep from falling, fell straight to the ground.
"You are really embarrassed!"
"But this is all coming to an end."
"Don't worry, it won't be painful."
Saying these words, Gista raised his hand and waved.
A fang carved from white bone was inserted into Prince Ruitai's neck.
puff!
The neck was hit from side to side, Prince Ruitai's eyes widened, and then he lost his breath.
The 'man' who had been watching here holding a wooden stick saw this scene and immediately let out an unpleasant and harsh laugh.
"Quack, the contractor is dead."
"Doyle, the backlash you received is stronger than you imagined?"
"Even the power of resistance is so weak!"
"I will accept your body!"
After saying that, a pale green light shot out from the wooden staff again.
Not only that, but in the green mist overhead, translucent figures began to appear.
A total of ten dead souls!
A ‘professional’ who has just entered the seventh level.
A second-level ‘professional’.
A third-level ‘professional’.
Another thing is...
Fifth level ‘professional’.
Moreover, these professionals, without exception, are all ‘assassins’!
The dead 'assassins' floating in the miserable green mist were like sponges, absorbing the green mist, and their bodies began to become solid.
Especially the hands grew crazily and became...
paw!
Hoo, ho ho!
Roars sounded from the mouths of these undead ‘assassins’.
This time, it’s not a silent roar.
But a real roar!
There are even ripples visible to the naked eye, just like ripples on the lake, one after another, layer by layer.
Ten ripples covered the giant dragon Doyle layer by layer.
Immediately, the giant dragon Doyle let out a howl.
Others in the conference hall swayed and fell to the ground.
Even if they were only affected a little bit, they would be unable to move.
Especially Al Xieli, who just woke up and passed out again.
"The Banshee's Wail!"
With a shrill cry, the middle-aged man with a pale face and scarlet eyes appeared again next to the 'person' with rotten appearance and one missing eye.
"Chikel, how did you do it?"
the middle-aged man asked.
It would have been impossible to ask such words.
However, the middle-aged man was really surprised.
You must know that the 'Banshee's Roar' is a secret technique that can rival a sixth-level 'professional''s full blow.
However, the cultivation conditions for such a secret technique are harsh, and it is impossible for ordinary mystical people to achieve it.
In fact, in the past twenty years, there has been no mysterious person in West Walker who can use the secret technique of 'Banshee's Wail'.
As for learning ‘Banshee’s Wail’?
It was like a crucian carp crossing a river.
However, the outcome was not very good.
Part of it died.
Part of it is crazy.
Some of them became idiots.
The few who are normal are also confused.
And now?
Ten ‘Banshee Wails’ just appeared.
This surprised the middle-aged man indescribably.
What was even more surprising was what happened later. I saw the souls of the "Banshee's Wail" and "Assassin" released, turning into phantoms, passing over the body of the giant dragon Doyle like swift swifts.
Every pass brings with it the roar of the dragon Doyle.
Especially the fifth-level ‘assassin’ left bloodstains on the body of the giant dragon Doyle.
The legendary dragon defense seemed to have no effect at all.
"How can this be?!"
The middle-aged man exclaimed again.
He couldn't help but look at Chikel.
He looked at this ‘gravekeeper’ whom he usually looked down upon completely!
In his understanding, although the other party is a sixth-level 'gravekeeper', he is the lowest level among the sixth-level. He cannot be compared with someone like Gista or someone like him.
Therefore, when Gista contacted them and discussed the plan, he thought that he was the main force.
But now it seems like...
Is he just a foil?
Such thoughts made the middle-aged man feel aggrieved.
There is also a deep sense of humiliation.
In normal times, the middle-aged man would certainly not have any burdens, but today, for no apparent reason, he became competitive.
"Gista has killed its contractor Ritai!"
"Duiel is now the weakest he has been in a hundred years..."
"It's the best opportunity!"
"Chikel can do it, why can't I?"
"And, the taste of dragon blood..."
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up scarlet.
The next moment, his whole body turned into bats all over the sky and rushed into the air.
These bats were different from the bats that came before. They were not melted by the miserable green mist. Instead, they lit up with red light one by one and began to impact the body of the giant dragon Doyle.
Immediately, Doyle's screams became more obvious.
"Gista, why don't you come and help?"
Chikel, who had used up all his cards, stared at the huge figure behind the miserable green mist with one eye, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.
This green mist looks simple, but it is actually a 'weapon' that he extracted from the corpse of the goblin with great painstaking efforts to restrain the giant dragon Doyle.
If you want to fight a giant dragon, you must limit the opponent's flying ability.
This is well known.
Otherwise, no one can stand it if the other party is allowed to fly in the sky and spray dragon breath non-stop.
However, as a legendary creature, the dragon Doyle is not bound by any steel or rope.
Even the occult props are of no use.
Only the 'Fairy's Beard' can restrain the dragon.
However, the goblins have long since disappeared in West Walker and can only be found on the fringes of East Walker.
In order to restrain the dragon Doyle, Chikel spent ten years collecting these 'fairy beards'.
Of course, there’s also ‘The Banshee’s Cry’!
This is simpler than 'Fairy's Beard'. He just killed some people who went crazy because of learning 'Banshee's Wail' and became idiots and ignorant people. He kept condensing these souls and turned them into alternative spells.
reel'.
Nothing difficult.
Just killing people is very time consuming.
These ten ‘Banshee’s Wails’ took almost ten years of Chikel’s time.
But, it's worth it!
Chikel always thought so!
Dragon Doyle!
That is a truly legendary creature!
Just kill the opponent!
The other party's body is his!
And relying on this corpse, he can step into the seventh level!
The coveted seventh level!
Therefore, even Chikel's heart, which had stopped beating for a long time, felt a burning sensation at this time.
He urged Gista.
Gista also nodded and walked over.
Gista took off the city defender's cloak, turned it over and spread it on the ground.
Suddenly, a complicated secretarial circle appeared in Chikel's sight.
He looked at this secret magic circle almost greedily.
This is a secret technique even more precious than the ‘Banshee’s Wail’: Dragon Spear!
A secret technique that can slay dragons!
Even if there is a lack of corresponding spells and gestures, this does not prevent Chikel from observing.
What if he sees some clues?
Gista did not stop Chikel's prying eyes.
This kind-hearted old man chanted a spell in a low voice.
Immediately, the cloak covered with various symbols began to glow, and Chikel's eyes were attracted.
He couldn't wait to see the true face of 'Dragon Spear'.
Then
puff!
A silver-white sword penetrated his body.
Chikel looked at Gista holding the sword in disbelief.
"Sorry, Chikel."
"I didn't mean to lie to you."
"It just gives too much."
Gista said with an apologetic look.
it?
The different pronunciations reminded Chikel of something.
"You actually cooperated with Doyle?!"
"Have you forgotten how it uses those rules to exclude us?"
"Have you forgotten how it 'expelled' us from the 'Parliament of the Sun'?"
"Have you forgotten why we established the 'Eternal Night Council'?"
"Have you forgotten that when it chose Ritai, we chose the West Walker royal family?"
"We are life-and-death enemies with it!"
Chikel's shout was full of confusion and confusion.
Gista looked at Chikel with pity in her eyes.
"They said that you injured your brain in the 'Fairy Forest', which made you look like a human and a ghost. Then, condensing the 'Banshee's Wail' made your condition worse. I was originally
Those who don’t believe it.”
"Now, I believe it."
"Can't you see it now?"
"It and I are collaborators."
Gista said while twisting the silver-white sword.
The white flames on the long sword suddenly rose.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
With a series of miserable screams, Chikel was burned to ashes.
"well!"
"I don't want to do that either."
After saying this, Gista let go.
The silver-white long sword turned into an arrow and floated in his palm.
"go!"
With a low shout, the silver-white arrow flew through the void.
The middle-aged man who had turned around and ran since Gista's attack, but was entangled by the dragon Doyle, was directly shot through.
Like Chikel, white flames burned his body.
"Gista!"
The middle-aged man roared angrily.
However, the facts have not changed.
He is dead after all.
In the entire conference hall, standing were the human Gista and the giant dragon Doyle suspended in mid-air.
A man is on the ground, raising his head.
A dragon is in mid-air, lowering its head.
The two sides looked at each other, and then almost said in unison
"Kill him(it)!"
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