The light flashed, and the attributes of the god soldiers jumped in front of them—
[Frostmourne] (cursed sacred artifact)
Attack: 2450-3600
Strength: +1250
Stamina: +1250
Intelligence: +1250
Agility: +1250
Additional: Every time you successfully hit the opponent, you can restore 5% of your own vitality and increase defense by 3,500 points
Additional: Increase the user's critical strike rate by 75%
Additional: Increase the attack power of all skills of the user by 150%
Additional: Reduce the magical damage the user takes by 200%, and the attack is converted into an undead leader attack, adding 100% additional damage to all armors
Additional stunt: Summon a thousand troops
Need reputation: 500,000
Need to attack: 5000
Need level: (equipment is not turned on)
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Looking at the attributes of Frostmourne, I was shocked for a while to speak. It can be said that this sword has completely surpassed the Holy Sword of Light by one level! Whether it is an attack or an additional attribute, the Holy Sword of Light is completely incomparable with this magic soldier!
With 3600 attack damage, plus 1250 bonus points for each attribute, it can be said that this magic weapon can completely turn a player with ordinary equipment into a super master, and this sword also increases the defense value by 3,500 points. This is even more perverted, and it is completely the existence of the king's posture!
And that stunt called "Summon a Thousand Army", I don't know how it is, but the name should be a skill that can summon undead creatures, and it will definitely not be worse than my demon transformation! But what people don't understand is the use level of this sword. It actually says "Equipment has not been turned on". What is going on
I tried to equip Frostmourne twice, but I was prompted by the system that I didn’t meet the conditions. In desperation, I had to give up. At this time, the Dragon King took a long sigh after being pulled out of Frostmourne. The filthiness on the long face was gone, and the surrounding dragons improved a lot. They were all free from the restraint of the source of evil. The four elders of the dragon kings all looked around in amazement. One of them looked at Binglan lying on the back of the dragon. I was surprised and asked: "Dragon Whisperer, what's wrong with you?"
Bing Lan couldn't help but smiled bitterly, and said: "It's nothing, you guys hurry up and look at Dragon King, he seems to be hurt very badly!"
At this time, the Dragon King had already raised his head with difficulty, and said gently: "I'm fine... What happened, I just feel like I was swallowed by darkness, and I don't even know what I've done..."
Binglan stood up tremblingly with the Dragon Slashing Sword, and said with a calm expression: "Worshiping the Sorrow of Frost, the Dragon Race actually endured such a hardship..."
Below, Karin walked out of the woods with the help of a dragon knight, scarred, his dragon also limped out and crawled out.
A dragon knight quickly flew in front of Binglan and reported in awe: "My lord! In the previous battle, 13 dragon knights were killed and 64 dragons in the dragon realm lost a total of 64!"
"I see… "
Binglan's voice trembled, and the time and energy it would take to breed a dragon in the Dragon Realm was beyond imagination. It would lose 64 dragons all at once. Whether it was Binglan or the Dragon King and the elders, it was quite regrettable.
Looking at Frostmourne in my hand, the Dragon King was extremely sad, and roared dullly: "Damn the undead natural disaster! My dragon clan is at odds with you!"
Binglan held the sword: "Your Majesty, humans are currently fighting against the invasion of the undead and natural disasters alone. If it were not for the changes in the Dragon Region, we would have already joined the human army in the main human city to fight the undead. Look, what should we do now? manage?"
The Dragon King furiously said: "Immediately send the order, the dragon clan will fully participate in the war! Send out all the dragon knights, and the elders will look for the relevant main cities for reinforcements! But the Dragon Whisperer, which city do you want to go to?"
Binglan glanced at me deeply and said softly: "I want to lead my men to Silvermoon City..."
The Dragon King nodded and said, "Silver Moon City is the largest fortress of the Human Alliance. You should go there. I will send you another 100 adult dragons!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Bing Lan nodded happily.
At this moment, there was a violent dragon roar from the sky, and Binglan's expression changed: "Not good! Augustus is here!"
"What, August?" The three golden dragons suddenly raised their heads, and suddenly said angrily: "Augus betrayed? Didn't he have been buried in the dragon tomb ten thousand years ago?!"
Binglan said: "The spirit of the wizard hidden in Frostmourne summoned him. Augustus is still so overbearing. I have been defeated within a few rounds of fighting with him!"
Dragon King said: "Is that so? Then I have to try!"
"Your Majesty, don't!" The four dragon elders stopped one after another.
"Huh? Don't you believe in the strength of this king?" Dragon King asked, rolling his eyes.
Everyone was dumbfounded, the Dragon King must have no longer remembered how he was defeated in the hands of Binglan. Even Binglan is no match for Augustus, let alone him
While everyone was hesitating, a reckless dragon greeted him, and saw a blue shadow in the sky flashing, and the blue dragon Augustus’s had torn the dragon, and the rain of blood in the sky fell, the dragon’s The internal organs were still beating slightly.
Augustus roared, Bai Sensen's claws were suddenly caught in the void, and suddenly a stern dragon fell from the sky with howling!
"Puff!"
The three-headed dragon who was the first to bear the brunt was torn to pieces by dragon energy in an instant. The dragon energy continued to wreak havoc and exploded abruptly in the jungle. The entire Panlong Valley was actually divided into two, and the mountain peaks were torn apart, huge. The rocks turn into dust!
For a while, all creatures were shocked, and the Dragon King couldn't say a word!
Binglan hurriedly said: "Hurry up, Frostmourne! To take the sword soul of Frostmourne, so that the Necromancer has no shelter, Augustus will naturally return to the dust!"
I was taken aback, and then asked, "How to capture the sword soul of Frostmourne?"
Bing Lan gritted her teeth and jumped off the dragon's back and fell to me lightly.
"Slap~!"
Frostmourne was unknowingly snatched from my hand by Binglan, she eagerly said: "Stretch out your hand!"
I didn’t know why, so I stretched out my hand, Bing Lan smiled and waved a sharp sword, I only felt a pain in my hand, and suddenly a lot of blood flowed from my wrist, Bing Lan directly pressed Frostmourne without saying a word. Above my wound, suddenly, the magical soldier gleamed, absorbing my vitality and blood in a greedy frenzy!
Bing Lan waved the Dragon Slashing Sword in her other hand, groaned softly in her mouth, and suddenly a bright blue magic circle was completed around us!
Binglan saw it in his eyes, then reached out and dipped some three-headed golden dragon blood on the ground, then smeared it among the blades of Frostmourne, and groaned in her mouth: "Take the blood of the dragon as a guide, give me abandon Evil, turn it on again!"
"Ding~!"
There was an ear-splitting sword roar from the sword, the blue light of Frostmourne skyrocketed, and the hilt trembled fiercely following the blade, as if struggling desperately!
Binglan smiled slightly: "Do you still want to resist? Get out of this girl!"
Frostmourne trembled for a while, and suddenly the light burst, and a figure "brushed~" was shot out of the sword!
"Ah! That damned Necromancer!"
The two dragon knights met, and the big sword slashed up without hesitation!
The Necromancer quacked and laughed, and when he stretched out his staff, he swung away two sharp swords, but before he could be proud of it, his whole body was sluggish.
"Puff!"
The shining blade protruded from the chest of the Necromancer, it was the Dragon Slashing Sword!
As soon as Binglan let go of his strength, with a "boom~", the Necromancer was blown to pieces! With the death of the Necromancer, the Blue Dragon Augustus also lost the support of his death power and suddenly turned into a pile of dragon bones!
At the same time, the shaking of Frostmourne suddenly calmed down, and then the system bell came—
"Ding~!"
System reminder: Congratulations, successfully concluded a contract with Frostmourne! During the use of this weapon, the cursed power will be reduced by 1 level every month!
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I was stunned for a moment. It’s a perverted curse power, and feelings depend on experience to raise this sword, but fortunately, let alone the first level, it doesn’t matter even if it’s level five, how can such an absolutely sturdy weapon be? The experience can be exchanged back!
After subduing Frostmourne, I was in a great mood. At this time, Binglan was already taking care of everything to go to Silvermoon City, and all the dragon knights were all ready to go.
But at this moment, the little dragon suddenly jumped out and released a fireball at me. I was caught off guard and was so embarrassed that I was almost beaten on the ground.
The three-headed golden dragon immediately scolded: "Don't be presumptuous! This human being is our dragon's savior!"
Bing Lan looked at the little dragon ill-intentionally, and smiled lightly: "Your Majesty, the prince is almost of adulthood, why not let him go out and practice?"
The three-headed golden dragon said: "Well, that's fine! But there doesn't seem to be a suitable owner. This kid is stubborn and I can't rest assured that I go out alone."
"Isn't the person in front of me the right person?" Binglan walked to me, bumped my shoulder, and smiled: "I see that the prince seems to be opportunistic with him. Why don't you just decide?"
The Dragon Whisperer saved the entire Dragon Realm, and the three-headed Golden Dragon King had trouble buying her account, so he said, "Well, let this young warrior fight side by side with the little dragon. Hundreds of years later, this kid will have to Come and inherit the blood of the dragon royal family!"
Binglan smiled triumphantly, and hurriedly took my hand to the front of the dragon, and dripped a drop of blood on the forehead of the dragon. For a while, the golden light was flourishing, and the body of the dragon gradually grew bigger and swelled, and the two were immature. The dragon wings gradually became stronger, the dragon scales became shining, and strong muscles quickly formed!
Binglan and Dragon King were surprised: "Evolved?"
"Ding~!"
System reminder: Congratulations, you have signed a contract with the three-headed golden dragon, and the contract is valid for twelve months!