It seems that the remnant soul of the eighth-level flame lord is still undead!
Greem hesitated for a moment, and finally opened a gap in the Wu Tower to welcome the mental wave in.
"Boy, you are so ruthless, you have been away for so long!" As soon as the mental wave broke in, he couldn't wait to complain.
"Great Lord Gumanrez, if you have nothing else to do, please forgive me for not receiving you! I am still very busy here..." Greem looked extremely indifferent.
"Boy, I smell the breath of godhead fragments on you again... It's weird, your strength is not very good, why can you always obtain such unexpected high-level resources... Tsk tsk tsk..."
"This is what I got in exchange for going through life and death on the battlefield of the plane! Well, if your lord is fine, I need to rest!"
"Wait a minute..." The remnant soul of Gumanlei finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "Boy, think again, as long as you are willing to sacrifice the fragments of the godhead to me, I can give you some benefits that you can never imagine..."
"Are adults always used to drawing big cakes like this?" Greem sneered and took out a fragment of the godhead from his arms and tossed it lightly. The crystal clear crystal reflected a dazzling and charming light in the air: "If you want to trade, you might as well list what you have. As long as it is suitable, I will naturally trade with you, no need to hesitate like this!"
Gumanlei's remnant soul froze abruptly, and his mental fluctuations lingered on the fragment of the godhead for a long time before slowly returning to normal.
"My body no longer exists, my soul has been shattered and scattered into the entire fire elemental plane, and the kingdom of God is completely gone... However, as the former flame lord, I do still have some good things left. Those things... just relying on a mere piece of godhead in your hand..."
Before he finished speaking, Gumanrez was stunned. Seeing Greem take out the second piece of Godhead from his bosom, his mental consciousness fluctuated slightly.
"It's still not enough..."
Then, the godhead shards in Greem's hand became three pieces.
It's just that there was a trace of impatience on Greem's face.
The remnant soul of Gumanlei knew that if he didn't come up with something that could attract the opponent, he might be expelled by him in the next moment.
"You still don't have enough stuff! However, I can let you take a look at my stuff first..."
Following the appearance of a peculiar mental fluctuation, an image of a slowly rotating object was projected in the void.
This is an exquisite cloak woven purely from fiery red bird feathers, with pure and pure magical flames flowing on it, the shape is exquisite and eye-catching.
"Sun Flame Cloak, a sixth-level magic item, is completely woven with the tail feathers of high-level phoenixes. It comes with a fire feather barrier and a halo of fire. It has a basic defense of 50,000 and rebounds 20% of attacks. And it has the power of a phoenix. Some of the magical properties of the fetish can allow the owner of the item to enjoy the joy of being reborn from the ashes!" Gumanrez introduced softly.
Greem couldn't help but gasped.
What a powerful fire element treasure!
Not only is the basic defense super high, but it can also rebound part of the enemy's attacks. More importantly, owning it also has a one-time daily death-free quota. Overall, the price/performance ratio is really high!
However, as the former eighth-level lord, what the other party brought out was only a sixth-level item, which obviously did not satisfy Greem.
"Great Lord Gumanreth, don't you have any 7th or 8th level items to take a look at?" Greem said dissatisfied.
"Level 7 or 8?" Gumanrez said in astonishment: "Boy, don't you think that items of 7 and 8 levels can be seen everywhere? Even back then, I only had one treasure of 8th level and three Tier 7 treasure..."
"Then take it out and have a look!" Greem said urgently.
To be honest, Greem has never seen what an item above Tier 6 looks like!
"But most of those things were destroyed in the final battle. Even if there were some leftovers, they were all carved up by those flame kings, so how could they be preserved!"
"Then you also lied to me with this Riyan cloak?"
"It's not. It's just that there is still a little bit of my shattered kingdom of God, which has been transformed into an ultra-small demiplane and barely survived. That's why I have a little stock!"
"That's good. What, how are you going to trade? I sacrifice three godhead shards to you, and you give me the sun-flame cloak?"
"This... we may still need to discuss it!" Gumanlei's remnant soul suddenly typed abruptly, as if he couldn't say something that was quite awkward.
"What's the meaning?"
"An ancient red dragon survived in the piece of my remaining kingdom of God, and it is currently occupying that demiplane. So, if you want that cloak, you may...maybe...probably...go through the ancient times The level of the red dragon!"
"Ancient Red Dragon? What level?" Greem was surprised when he heard this.
"Level 7!"
"Goodbye!" Greem blocked the mental fluctuations of the remnant soul of Gumanlei without hesitation, and closed the outer protection of the Wu Tower again.
The ancient red dragon of level 7 is guarding there... Damn, if I go here, why don't I give it a head!
As for why there is a seventh-order ancient red dragon in the Kingdom of Gumanreth, it is not surprising. As it wants to become a god, it is inevitable to gather a few high-level thugs under its hands.
That ancient red dragon is most likely its dragon pet!
It's just that Gu Manlei was at level 8, and the ancient red dragon was at level 7. The status of the two sides is so different that the other party is so obedient and obedient. But now that the status of the two sides is upside down, Gu Manlei has only a wisp of remnant soul left, what means can he use to enslave and control a 7th-order ancient red dragon!
Therefore, the dragon pet is out of control, this is something that can be imagined with a little finger.
The remnant soul of Gumanreth who was blocked was still persistently contacting Greem, but Greem just ignored it.
This remnant soul must still have a lot of good things in its hands, and it won't take it out easily unless it is forced to a life-or-death situation. Therefore, just like boiling an eagle, Greem also slowly boiled the remnant soul of Gumanreth.
Anyway, Greem has a lot of time, and he doesn't mind spending hundreds of years playing with it slowly!
After kicking Gumanreth away, Greem went straight to the magic prison inside the Wu Tower, where a 'prisoner' who interested him was being imprisoned!
In a dark and gloomy magic prison, the dracolich Truman was tied tightly to a red iron pillar. Chains of adamantine ran through its shoulder blades, collarbone, ribs, and limbs, and a strange golden flame burned above them.
The Eternal Flame burns its body and soul non-stop every day, and when it is dying, the flame will pause and then replenish it with some magical energy. So at this time, the powerful self-healing ability of the dragon lich will make it recover.
Then, the next torture began again!
It was a horrific cycle of torment that went on almost all the time.
And it has been more than ten years since Greem brought the dracolich Truman here from the Cole plane. Greem didn't torture or question it once during this period, he simply left it here and left it alone, letting it fend for itself.
So, when Greem stood in front of this dracolich again, it was close to a mental breakdown, and the whole 'person' was going half-crazy!
There is no way, even a psychic creature cannot withstand this endless and terrible torture.
In the past, the dracolich Truman thought he was very important, and was ready to die for the sake of his inner belief. But who would have thought that the other party would throw it aside and ignore it for more than ten years, just torturing it constantly.
This kind of negligence and laxity is what Truman fears the most!
"Have you thought about it? Hand over the phylactery, and I can release you and give you considerable freedom. If you dare to refuse, then I will come to see you next time in a hundred years..." Greem didn't care asked, as if you dare to refuse me and turn around and leave.
Truman really can't stand it!
It is an undead creature, and it is easy to live for tens of thousands of years. If it was really tortured by the opponent for so long, what's the point of it being resurrected into a dracolich so easily!
The dracolich Truman finally lowered his head in pain.
Under Greem's close surveillance, the dracolich Truman cast a dejected spell to open a different dimension, and then took out his own Lich's phylactery from inside.
This is a purple box studded with magic gemstones of various colors, with various strange and mysterious magic lines and rune lines drawn on it. Even through the transparent barrier formed by the superimposed magic force field and spell barrier outside, one can sense the faintly rhythmic soul breath inside.
The dracolich Truman knelt on the ground, holding the lich phylactery with both hands and presented it to Greem.
Greem took it and scanned it with the chip to confirm the authenticity, then carefully put it away. Then he gathered a ray of red light at his fingertips, and wrote a flame rune on the position of Truman's forehead, and he nodded in satisfaction after watching it etched into his flesh and blood bit by bit.
With the lich's phylactery as a 'hostage' and this flame brand, Greem was completely relieved of the dracolich.
"This witch tower is located on the elemental plane of fire, so it is not suitable for your long-term life, so I have arranged another place for you. I will send you to the wizard world in a while, and you can go there to assist Mary in controlling the Crimson Family Let’s go with that Horton School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft! Also, take these things to Mary along the way, and say they are gifts from me to her!” After speaking, Greem waved his hand, and several items floated on the In front of the dragon lich Truman.
One fragment of godhead, ten points of divinity, one thousand crystals of divine power, 6th-tier divine bow 'Ancient Guardian' Lunrudilore, 5th-tier artifact dodge boots, and 5th-tier death blow wristband...
Looking at the top treasures and resources in front of him, the dracolich Truman greedily licked his lips, feeling the luxury of this strange master for the first time.
Damn, is this something a level 5 human wizard should have? If you would give me any of the contents inside, I would have surrendered...
The dracolich Truman thought with infinite resentment!