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Chapter 40 [Ransom]

Magma flows freely, and heat waves roll in. In an instant, the entire death space is like a purgatory on earth.

The screams of beast-turned humans were heard endlessly.

Although this is not the first time that Gordon is in the state of [Heart of Molten Fire] and uses lava breath, it is the first time to target so many enemies at once.

Moreover, in terms of power, there is a stronger [Biquge www.xbqg5200.info] body to compare, and the actual effect of breath shocked it.

"The high temperatures above two thousand degrees are almost half the temperature of the sun."

Geden was a little shocked when he looked at the scene of destruction he caused. After all, even most adult red dragons had the highest breathing temperature of only 1,000 degrees Celsius, and its direct doubled to reach a high temperature of 2,000 degrees Celsius.

Moreover, you should know that the stage of Genton is still in childhood. In other words, it is still a child and his potential has not yet fully expanded. God knows when he grows up.

Isn't its breathing temperature side by side with the surface temperature of the sun?

You should know that the last one who reached this temperature in the young dragon was a red dragon that likes to walk on both feet and has an iron chin.

Thinking of this, Geden pulled the light balls a little faster. It is now like an old farmer who harvests millet in the rice fields in autumn, one after another.

But what made it a little depressed was that most of the talented light balls that emerged from the beast-turned human body were first-level and second-level talented light balls.

For it at present, the gain is not particularly large.

But it's not that small. After all, its most talent is the second-level talent, so it can now push several important talents to the third level. Therefore, Geun's depression did not last long and was filled with satisfaction.

After all, if a 500-man beast-turned person wants to get a fourth-level profession, he will probably choose one in a hundred, and the next third-level one is similar, and their number will not exceed half a hundred.

Most of the others are generally in the second order or even the first order.

However, because of the curse of the beast turning into a human, there was no such situation as before in Blue Rose Manor.

In other words, none of them are empty!

Although it is only a first-level talent, it is better than nothing. What's more, it's good to wait until you can add points to other points later.

A wide range of light balls came one after another, and Ge Dun's power became more and more fierce, sweeping across the space like a storm.

After all, the only ones that can stop Geton are the beast-turned people with fire barriers. The collapse of this group of resistance teams means that the war has ended.

Watching their flesh and blood rise and fall in the hot magma, Ge Dun looked at the beastly man who had retreated to the corner of the space and smiled loudly.

Among them, the rat warlock who had just cast his spell was also among them. His calmness just now was no longer there, and even the fire could not save its pale face.

For no other reason, its spells run out!

Although the warlock does not need to prepare spells, it also has a limit on the number of spells. In the previous battle against the enemy, it casts spells several times, but all have little effect.

Because it used up all the strongest spells from the beginning, it now lacks combat power.

This is a common problem for spellcasters, the kind that can be helpless.

Even the arcanes of Netherel, who are claimed to have no spell position limit, also need an energy called aora energy as a spell casting condition, which means that the number of spells they cast is also upper limit.

"Damn, if, then..."

The rat warlock looked at the huge fire dragon covered with molten fire, and blurted out his anger.

If it is given another chance, the war will definitely not end so unbearable!

More than 500 beast-turned people were slaughtered by this predator like chickens without any resistance.

But in the end, it still recognized the reality.

He quickly raised his hand and whispered to the flame-covered black dragon.

"We give up on the powerful true dragon! I can pay a generous ransom in exchange for our lives!"

Now that things have come to this point, it doesn't care how many allies and tribes this dragon killed, and whether it is a servant of the Dark Queen, to throw itself at the other weak true dragon to the shameful face of its master, but living is its first goal at present.

"Maybe it's a good thing, and Cuifeng Valley will be mine in the future!"

When the rat warlock was waiting for Geton to reply, its mind began to think about it and even imagined it. This result seemed acceptable. It had never thought about the reason why Geton refused. After all, in everyone's opinion, the dragon likes treasures and kills more.

Even if the unreasonable red dragon is, if you can prove your own value in front of it, you can become a lucky person who can directly look at the red dragon and survive under its hands.

This is even more true for other evil color dragons. As long as they can bring wealth to the dragon, killing can be restrained.

But what the rat warlock did not expect was that when this real dragon heard the extremely tempting word of reward, it kept ignoring its statement, as if it had never heard it.

This shocked the rat warlock.

Soon, the things it feared most in its heart also became reality.

The fire dragon bathed in magma, whose huge body blocked all the last beast-turned people behind the corner of the space.

Its ferocious head lowered its head slightly, and its cruel smile was still hanging on the corner of its mouth. Its vertical pupils returned to dark red looked at the "wealth" in front of it, full of greed.

The scorching breath blew ripples the shallow magma that filled the ground.

Then, the sound of thunder came.

"No! I refuse! Death is your destination!"

"Resist! Resist as much as you like! You have no way to live!"

The indifferent voice shattered the last hopes of many beast-turned people.

"No! This is impossible!"

"No! I don't want to die!"

After hearing this, the rat warlock in the beastly crowd sat on the hot ground. Its current appearance was no different from other beastly people. Except for its more delicate robes, it was no different, and it was the same as the same face.

It felt disbelief after hearing Goton's words.

"How could the dragon not like wealth? It's better to say that the dwarfs will count the truth!"

It swallowed the bitter saliva in its throat, and watched the sharp claws from the real dragon harvesting one life after another without hesitation in the final beastly crowd.

It still can't understand why there are real dragons in the world who don't love wealth, especially young dragons who are most keen on building nests and collecting treasures.

But in the end, it closed its eyes and allowed the waving claws of flames to cut off its body.

And Gordon also took this silver ball of light into his arms.

......

At the end, Goton tore the last blood-red weird werewolf, and after one claw, there was no living thing in the death space except Goton and its squad members.

"Huh, it's over!"

Gordon canceled his violent state and breathed deeply.

Tiredness, sleepiness, soreness... The sequelae of the battle surged up.

After all, even if it has the blessing of [high-level endurance], its recovery power is more lasting than that of ordinary young dragons, but it cannot withstand many people. Who can bear it so many at one time?

However, happiness and pain coexist. When Geun opened his personal slow-paced approach and looked at the dense data information, some mental fatigue disappeared.

Instead, there is a slow motivation.

This time, you should be able to advance to teenage years?

Ge Dun thought, and kept absorbing and decomposing these absorbed talents.
Chapter completed!
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