CH : 177 More Sons of Death

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"You can only go as far as you can.

"Kov, why don't we quickly kill this silver dragon and leave here!" Karen said suddenly.

"No!"

Kov directly rejected Karen's idea.

Just kidding, the body of the black dragon is what he likes the most. If the silver dragon in front of him is a female, he can consider it.

Karen felt a little disappointed, but Kov had saved his life before.

Although he doesn't think he is a good person, it is better to respect the powerful savior.

Karen comforted herself in this way.

A trace of disdain flashed in Kov's eyes. He didn't understand how this idiot became a top level.

At this moment, the space was distorted, and my huge figure appeared in place.

Kefu and Karen looked at the huge black dragon in front of them vigilantly, but they didn't see Igor's figure.

Karen just glanced at each other and was about to leave when a bloody figure rushed towards Karen quickly.

"Igor?"

Karen is quite familiar with Igor and knows that this is the special fighting energy that Igor is familiar with.

But Kov, who was next to him, retreated a little calmly. As a necromancer, he was keenly aware that Igor's state at this time seemed to be wrong.

But just as he was thinking, Igor had already arrived in front of Karen.

"Igor, why do you..."

Karen was interrupted before he finished speaking, and he looked down at his chest.

There, a bloody claw pierced his chest.

"Why?"

Karen looked at the expressionless Igor in disbelief. Although he liked Igor, the other party wouldn't attack and kill him at this time!

The vitality of the top level warrior is quite tenacious. Although the chest was pierced by Igor, Karen's life still has not come to an end.

But at this moment, Karen could feel that his strong and powerful heart had been grasped by the other party. As long as the other party exerted a little force, his heart would be shattered.

And the top level warrior without a heart will naturally die.

Number one waited for his master's order, who was behind me.

"It seems that the effect is not bad!"

I am very satisfied. The thinking of the Son of Death is similar to a simple artificial intelligence because memory determines thinking, and his way of thinking is also related to the memory of his life.

As long as I give an order to let the opponent kill the enemy, then No. 1 will use his own thinking to judge how to kill the enemy.

And just now, No.1 didn't know how to judge but rushed up directly, and the idiot in front of him was pierced through the chest by the sharp claws of the vampire without any defense.

But I stopped him when Number One was about to crush the opponent's heart.

After all, he is a top level fighter at any rate, so he can be considered as the No. 2 Son of Death.

"How did you do it?"

Kov looked at No. 1 excitedly. How could someone create such a perfect undead creature in such a short period of time?

One must know that as a necromancer, he knows how difficult it is to turn a top level warrior into an undead creature.

Not only does it require powerful magical attainments, it also requires various rituals and preparation time.

It even needs the baptism of many sacrifices to complete. The strength of this kind of undead creature will be greatly reduced compared to before life, and some even have half of it.

But Igor was refined into this undead creature just after he disappeared, and it was still such an abnormally perfect undead creature.

"You're not bad. I don't know if you have any tricks!"

I, however, answered irrelevant questions.

I looked up and down the death mage and felt that his aura was more similar to Arthas's, but he was obviously not an undead creature.

It should be good if it is transformed into the Son of Death through the space of reincarnation!

Kov suddenly felt a chill.

He made mudras with his hands and chanted a mantra, and a dark vortex appeared beside him.

Accompanied by a hoarse roar, a huge rotten head poked out from the vortex.

Followed by a long neck and the same rotting body, this creature is full of ominous breath.

"Undead Bone Dragon!"

Argenta, who was below, flew up before me and spoke.

She watched the rotting, bone-less creature lose its voice.

"You're so bold, I'm going to kill you!" Argenta, who is also a dragon, was about to rush forward angrily.

But I held her down with one paw.

Even though this undead bone dragon was obviously made from the corpse of a green dragon, the feeling from the depths of his soul still made Argenta almost lose control.

"Stay quietly. I'll take care of it!" I stroked Argenta's head like a comforting kitten.

Argenta's irritable heart also calmed down, and she secretly glanced at me.

But I didn't feel much. My body and soul were completely controlled by myself, but the pride of being a dragon in the inheritance memory made me feel a little uncomfortable.

This green dragon doesn't look like a full-grown adult yet. Somehow it was folded into the hands of these guys.

"Are you provoking us?" The scarlet light in my eyes became more intense.

Kov felt a little uncomfortable. Taking out the undead bone dragon actually seemed to have the opposite effect. He seemed to have done something stupid.

"Kill them!"

Kov directly ordered the undead bone dragon to charge towards me.

"Roar!"

The huge and disgusting undead bone dragon rushed up with rotting wings.

My huge body charged directly at the bone dragon, which was an eyesore to me. The dragon soul with such a low IQ must have been refined into the bone long ago.

The bone dragon spit out a black smoke, full of corruption, but this breath didn't have much effect on me.

Covered by the flame body, these breaths couldn't get close to my body at all, and there was a crackling sound from the black breath.

"Virus?"

Saron discovered that this breath was not an energy attack at all, but a very special virus.

"It's really bad luck!"

Kov found that the black dragon in front of him had too many tricks, and most of them restrained him.

It's like the flames all over his body are not ordinary flames at all, making his virus attack directly ineffective.

"Crack~"

And I was already performing bone-breaking with my bare hands, and my physical strength and size had far surpassed the opponent.

It's as if an adult is beating a child.

First, the two rotten wings were broken, and then the claws. During which the undead bone dragon's resistance seemed extremely weak.

Its bone claws left white scratches on my scales.

"Bone Prison!"

Just as I removed the opponent's spine, the dragon's bones formed several long whips and began to wrap around my body.

"Bone spell?"

I discovered that the previous little boss was not the bone dragon at all but the necromancer in front of me.

In fact, necromancers are divided into several directions, including curse, virus, transformation, and darkness.

Among them, the dark department is the most mysterious and powerful, and they major in bone spells and ghost spells.

Bone spells practiced to a high level can even become an element without attributes by itself.

But generally, this kind of dark magic is a lone ranger. They gave up other directions and majored in these two categories.

Therefore, the strength is very strong, and one person has the strength to destroy a small country.

But the necromancer in front of me seems to know a little too many tricks for his level.

"How envious of your true dragon's inheritance memory. You can know everything at a glance. How can ordinary creatures like us..."

Kov said with some envy.

"It turns out that you're not only trying to get the true dragon's body, but you're still trying to get the inheritance memory?" I admired the guy in front of me a little bit.

The inheritance memory of the true dragon comes from the blood, but I myself don't know the specific method. This guy in front of me is actually trying to crack it?

What a whimsical experience!

"You muscle-headed fools, with nothing but brute force and shiny baubles cluttering your brains, could never grasp the value of this immense treasure trove of knowledge. Only we—"

With my smug declaration, my body vanished into thin air before him.

When I reappeared, I was already in front of him, and I felt bad.

"Bone shield!"

A huge white bone shield lay beside me and Kov.

I slammed down on the bone shield and shattered it, and then a breath directly attacked Kov.

"The power of the dead, the will of the soul, wanders on the black earth, wandering in the blood-colored sky. Here I order with the ancient contract: you will gather in my hands, turn into my power, and return all living beings to the underworld under your feet—the undead are born!"

Kov's voice echoed in the air, and countless black mist emanated from Kov's body, forming a huge black fog sphere.

My breath pierced through it.

The bones of the bone dragon also flew into it quickly, and those crawling claws, burning skulls, and demiliches all flew towards it.

"Hehehe..."

After the darkness slowly dissipated, a creature whose upper body was a huge human skeleton and whose lower body was surrounded by black objects appeared in front of me.

There was a pair of bone dragon wings flapping slightly behind it, and will-o'-the-wisps kept coming out of its eyes.

"What did this guy refine himself into?"

I scratched my own dragon horn, and there seemed to be no such thing in the inheritance memory.

"You will soon be a part of me!" Kov's voice came from the body of the skeleton troll.

"I don't think so," I said with a smirk. "Reincarnation!"

I didn't hesitate to use the reincarnation.

This kind of prey must not be let go!

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At this time, a monster and a giant dragon appeared in the reincarnation space.

"It seems that this is the different-dimensional space where you brought that idiot Igor before!" Kov was a little surprised.

Space is also involved in undead magic, so Kov knew a little about it.

Generally speaking, in the material world, it is not easy to get rid of the shackles of space and transfer to another space.

This kind of magic is very laborious to cast; otherwise, those demons and the like wouldn't bother to build any dark portals.

So he thought that he could still guard against this kind of teleportation, but the unexpected teleportation just now made him somewhat incomprehensible.

It was as if he didn't leave the previous space, but from the visual and sensory point of view, he did leave the previous world. Otherwise, where would this be?

"I can't wait to refine you into the Son of Death to get your memory!" I also looked at him curiously.

"You don't understand my ideal at all—in order to become the most perfect creature!" Kov shot directly.

All kinds of bone spells came at his fingertips.

The huge bone spear, the white bone skull, and his strongest body attacked me together.

This was all he had accumulated over the years.

"The prey still has ideals?" I silently activated the atomic furnace in my body.

Then, I used all the magic power to control the magical elements of earth, fire, and wind in the reincarnation space to oppress Kov.

The sea of fire, the storm, and the earth claws attacked Kov.

Under the cover of these scattered attacks, I used Void Walk to quietly disappear from my place.

Kov countered these attacks with bone spurs.

"What?"

Kov's senses had been infinitely magnified in this state, and he sensed something was wrong. My figure had appeared behind him.

All the necromancer saw was a blue-white light.

This light lasted for several minutes.

This was the first time I had used atomic breath continuously at full power since the end of the feast.

I didn't stop breathing until my mouth started to smoke.

In the space of reincarnation, only bone fragments were left on the ground.

Kacha Kacha~

The broken bones tried to reassemble, but I would not give them this chance. I walked up to the half-skeleton head connected in front of the largest vertebra.

I grabbed half of the skull and held it up in front of my eyes.

"You lose!"

The green soul fire in Kov's eyes flickered erratically.

"You're actually so powerful, so why didn't you make a full shot just now?" Kov couldn't express his mood at this time.

The body refined by various departments of magic, which he had worked so hard to study, was definitely not so fragile.

That could only mean that the other party was too powerful, and this space vaguely caused him to make a wrong judgment.

"I don't want to destroy my lair!"

My dragon claws squeezed hard, and the skull was directly crushed by me, and the fire of the soul dimmed.

"It's such a ridiculous reason..." Kov's last consciousness faded.

At this time, the reincarnation space also began to expand rapidly.

Then a brand-new Son of Death slowly began to form.

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Outside the lair at this time, Argenta was nervously watching everything around her.

Just after Barbatos and Kov disappeared, Argenta was a little worried. After all, the corpse of a green dragon is still a little scary.

One must know that this was the first time Argenta had seen such a terrifying thing.

All the true dragons who died on Dragon Island were buried in the dragon tombs. She had never seen the corpses of dead true dragons, and she never thought about what would happen to her after death.

But this time, she was inexplicably worried about Barbatos's safety, even though she knew that he was very powerful.

But the enemy had slaughtered dragons after all.

"What are you thinking?"

At this time, a deep voice suddenly sounded from behind Argenta.

Argenta was shocked and looked back to find that it was me.

She said excitedly, "Lord Barbatos, you are fine!"

I felt a little amused. "Do I look like I've had something happen to me?"

"It seems to be alright..." Argenta turned into a human form and came to my side to look at me.

After staying in the human world for a long time, she still preferred the human form.

"By the way, Lord Barbatos, what's going on with my brother?" Argenta suddenly remembered that her brother's side seemed to be dealing with powerful enemies as well.

I closed my eyes to perceive the situation on Geraint's side...

At this time, Geraint's body was covered with traces of battle.

Many scales were broken; the noble blood of a true dragon flowed from his body, the dragon wings behind him were torn, and the most serious thing was a huge wound on his head, which almost split his cheek in two, leaving his left eye nearly blind.

The injury this time was almost comparable to the one he suffered when he was beaten by Balor before.

But Geraint still roared proudly in triumph.

Because the enemy was in much worse condition than him.

There were two humans lying under his dragon claws at this moment.

One of them had lost all signs of life, and the other half of his body had been torn to pieces by him.

Only the upper body was still lingering—the powerful vitality of the top-level warrior prevented him from dying immediately like ordinary warriors.

But this powerful vitality was a kind of torture for him because, with his current ability, there was no way to fully recover.

"I told you a long time ago not to challenge the patience of the true dragon casually, but you humans are always so arrogant!" Geraint thought of his former mercenary partners and said with emotion.

"You must be a genius among the Gold Dragon Clan. We deserved to lose!" Abel sighed.

He hadn't expected that a juvenile golden dragon would be so horrifying when it fought so desperately—it was more cruel than an evil dragon.

"Once your last words are finished, return to the underworld!" Geraint opened his mouth wide, ready to kill the opponent with a breath and relieve his pain.

"Geraint, bring him back!" my voice sounded in Geraint's mind.

"Master? Obey, Lord!"

Geraint reacted quickly.

It seemed that the Lord had learned of what happened on his side through some means.

Geraint waved his dragon wings and, though still injured, managed to fly. He released a magical flame that burned Abel's lower body to help him stop the bleeding. After collecting the loot, he took the crippled legendary warrior and flew towards the dragon's lair.

By the way, I sensed the situation of the other dependents and found that the entire land of the Saranian Kingdom was basically overrun by dark creatures.

Now Shadar and Wyvern King, these leaders, had only one purpose, and that was to attack the capital.

After all, most of the remaining resistance forces of the Saranian Kingdom were concentrated here, and it looked like they intended to desperately protect the capital.

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