Boom!
Garen grabbed a white spider thread and pulled it hard.
The extremely slender spider silk was actually far tougher than the steel wire, and it couldn't be completely broken after such a violent pull.
Garen quickly spread along this spider thread, and the entire dragon body flowed along like a liquid.
Soon, he saw a large round hole floating in the white space, which led to a room like a noble's study.
A young man covered in blood was lying on the ground with a pale face. It seemed that he had lost a lot of blood. An incomparably huge resentment rose from his body, and the resentment was about to condense into a black air that was as real as it was.
"I, Andrew Golda, swear here. Even if I give my soul, I will never let your Malone family get Golda!!!"
The resentment in the young nobleman's body has reached the point of extreme terror. Garen didn't know what hatred brought him to this point, but it didn't prevent him from responding to the call.
If such a soul can be transformed into an undead, it may be a good help for him.
This guy's strength itself is around level seven, a standard silver-striped knight. He has been poisoned by some kind of irreversible poison. His body is dying, but his soul is still level seven.
Garen shook his body and flowed in through the round hole.
His body slowly took shape in the study, quickly condensing from a platinum liquid into a ferocious white dragon body as tall as a man.
"I heard your call from the Fortress of Revenge, heard your demands, obeyed the ancient contract, and fulfilled your wishes. In return, your soul will belong to me forever."
Garen chanted loudly according to the standard contract formation method, Word Spirit.
The eyes of the young nobleman in front of him finally showed a trace of pain and the joy of being about to get revenge because of hatred.
"Kill everyone! This is my only wish."
Garen bent down and stared into the other person's eyes.
"Follow your wishes."
He just finished speaking.
A blood-red three-dimensional rune suddenly appeared between the person and the dragon, and the rune was like a token, spinning several times. It exploded in an instant and turned into bloody spots of light that dissipated.
Garen flapped his wings and took out a soul crystal, causing the young man's soul to float out of his body, turning into a cloud of white smoke and entering the crystal.
He just glanced left and right.
Although the surrounding study rooms are furnished by nobles, they are dilapidated and very old, and there are obviously few books on the bookshelves, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated on the desk.
"Poor little guy." Garen glanced at the young man. If the seventh-level soul was transformed into an abyss, coupled with this huge resentment, maybe after being transformed into a dead spirit, his strength could enter the eighth level. Entering the eighth grade at such a young age, the future is boundless.
"Just take it as a help."
"Damn it! Who stole my chess piece!!" Suddenly, a despondent roar came from the round hole behind him.
Obviously, other abyssal beings also want to capture this soul.
"Go back!" Garen flapped his wings impatiently, and the terrifying force of level 12 slammed into the round hole, suppressing the wave of power that was about to burst out just now.
The tenth-level existence over there suddenly died down, not daring to talk nonsense. But full of resentment is for sure, a twelfth-level existence actually came to compete with his tenth-level soul for a seventh-level soul, this is simply shameless!
Garen didn't care about that.
He flapped his wings.
boom! !
The ceiling above his head was smashed through with a bang, and a dark ice barrier formed by ice mixed with negative energy floated around his body. This barrier kept all dust and dirt out.
Garen stabbed upwards, passed through the first floor with a bang, and then rushed out of the two floors, and finally the surroundings suddenly became clear.
He rushed from a small space to a wide area at once.
Surrounded by an endless expanse of forest, he was standing at the top of an old blue-gray castle. The tip of the castle was smashed by him, and it was slowly tilting down from the left.
There were terrified human screams from all around the castle below.
"It's a giant dragon!! It's the evil white dragon clan!!"
"No! That's not an ordinary white dragon, it's an abyss white dragon!!"
An old mage in the castle looked up at Garen in despair.
The soldiers gathered one after another, longbows and crossbows were set up one after another, and giant arrows with special enchanted luster were placed on them one after another.
Several silver-patterned knights wore silver armor, surrounded by a tall knight in platinum armor galloping from a distance on a war horse.
"How dare you destroy my Castle of the Grand Duke of Golda, even the Dragon Clan will make you pay with your life!!" the leading Platinum Knight roared. The giant sword on his back slowly shone with a faint golden light, and he pulled it out and held it in his hand, as if a god had descended into the world.
Garen flew in the sky above the castle, looking down, as if watching countless little ants gathering and provoking him with various weapons.
"Is it the grand duke of a small remote country?" He immediately recognized the specific situation here.
The wish of the summoner is to kill everyone, and the range should be within the territory.
"Let's solve it quickly." Garen is now a truly powerful existence in the abyss, with a combat power of level 12, he can be regarded as a villain anywhere.
"How to solve it?" Garen was a little worried. All his combat power was concentrated on hand-to-hand combat, and he was not very good at such large-scale damage.
But the contract still had to be fulfilled, otherwise he would not be able to get the summoner's soul with great potential.
After thinking for a while, Garen suddenly felt his wings being touched by many furry things.
He looked down and saw that those giant crossbows and giant bows had already shot a large number of sharp arrows and crossbow bolts, hitting his wings. The itchy feeling just now was caused by these things.
"How about this."
With a thought in his mind, his hind feet fell off slowly, and he automatically transformed into a tall man with a strong body and long dark blue hair.
"I am willing to serve you." The man had no face, and a huge dark blue chill was permeating his body.
"I'll leave it to you. Destroy the entire territory." Garen said flatly.
The man nodded and flew up into the sky lightly.
laugh! !
Suddenly he released a huge dark blue light, and his whole body completely turned into a huge ball of blue light, releasing amazing blue light in all directions.
Garen looked up at this guy, and didn't know what he was going to do, but he was transformed by his own generous feet, possessing the peak strength of the northern halberd soldier Hanyan True Water Evil Kung Fu, and his strength was at the twelfth level of his own body It is only a little weaker than that, equivalent to an eleventh-level existence.
With such strength, it shouldn't be a problem to destroy the Grand Duke's territory in a remote country.
Looking at the huge burst of dark blue light above his head, Garen watched quietly to see what this guy was going to do.
chi chi chi.
From the huge ball of light, countless blue ice halberds with different shapes and shapes flew out suddenly.
Each of these war halberds was shot at a high speed, like a cannonball, and hit the ground hard.
The area that was hit directly exploded groups of hemispherical huge blue bubbles. Thick solid ice condensed all over the place shrouded in the halo of bubbles.
"Astronomical manipulation?" Garen remembered that the northern halberd soldier Hanyan Zhenshuixiegong had a supernatural ability after mastering it, that is, astronomical manipulation.
He looked at the sky, and there were large swathes of black clouds, the temperature dropped sharply from more than 20 degrees, and light blue snowflakes fell down one after another.
The horses of the little people below roared violently.
They, who were covered by snowflakes, immediately felt a strong chill gushing from their hearts.
The war halberds in the ball of light are still bursting out, densely packed, dozens of war halberds fly out every second, turning an area of forest into a world of ice and snow.
"Gordera!" Suddenly a golden figure flew up from below, shouting the name of the territory, and rushed straight to the chest of Garen hovering at the top of the castle.
The golden sword he held tightly in his hand pierced Garen's heart like a golden lightning.
"Stupid." Garen didn't move, he just let him thrust his sword forward, stabbing hard at the dragon scale in his heart,
clang! !
Amidst the huge and dull impact sound, the figure was shaken all over, and was shaken by the huge reaction force so that bloodstains appeared all over his body on the spot. All the skin was exploded, splashing out a large amount of blood and falling down.
But there was not even a trace left on Garen's dragon scale.
"A mere eighth-level knight." Gallon's face remained unchanged. With his current physique, even if his internal organs were seriously injured, he could recover and heal on his own in a very short time.
With a physique of 180 points, what he brought was absolutely unparalleled terrifying recovery and defense power.
Even Gu Long's body is far inferior to him now. Perhaps only the legendary three-headed golden dragon king could possibly be as powerful as his physical body.
This golden figure was obviously the lord here, and he was seriously injured when he failed in one blow. Suddenly, the little morale that had been gathered in the entire castle collapsed completely.
A large group of soldiers fled and scattered in all directions.
"It's a massacre at all." Gallon had no interest in such boring things, and he flew down the castle in boredom, where there was a plane passage leading to the abyss.
"Looks like I'll leave this kind of boring work to them in the future." Garen felt that he should use all three of his avatars.
A large amount of blue cold air covered it, and wherever it went, the movements of all the fleeing soldiers gradually slowed down, and then the whole body was covered with a faint blue.
Soon their blood was frozen, and they maintained their original postures one by one, staying in place.
The blue cold air seemed to be alive, and the cold wind roared with strange low chimes. In less than a few minutes, the entire castle was completely frozen into an ice sculpture by the huge cold air.
In the castle, Garen's huge dragon body slowly landed in front of the round hole. He turned his head and breathed out a mouthful of dragon's breath lightly.
call.
The huge dragon's breath, like a cloud of white smoke, rushed out of the study in an instant, turning into countless white stars and scattered, aggravating the freezing cold of the entire castle. At the same time, he also brought him, Garen's own unique mark of the abyss.
This is a sign that this place is his handwriting and territory. Since it is related to Ann, the dragon of disaster, Garen simply does something about the dragon of disaster.
After doing all this, Garen turned around and got into the round hole, disappearing quickly.
(end of this chapter)