Silver Dragon: From Shell to God

Chapter 324 The escaped drow.

"boom."

The two crazy beasts didn't care about their injuries at all, or rather, they used the pain in their bodies to transform into anger.

One of Arden's wings, including the bones, flesh and scales connecting it, was torn into pieces, which had affected his flight.

Even with the powerful blood of the first generation dragon, a large amount of granulation tissue has grown around the broken flesh and blood, but it will still take some time to heal successfully.

The blood energy that burst out of the skeleton formed a faint blood flame. It entangled in the wound. It would take a lot of time to remove these alien energies. It was the existence of these energies that caused Arden's body to be unable to recover.

Having lost the ability to fly, Arden did not try to fly. Instead, he kept opening his big mouth, biting the white skeleton, while releasing the icy dragon breath and cold air from his mouth continuously.

Even as his other hand was in so much pain, he directly used his head!

The dragon crown with six dragon horns and a fusion of legendary metal was sharp in parts but was also a heavy blunt weapon. It smashed the entire white skeleton bat and caused parts to crack.

In this fierce collision,

In the end, relying on the advantage of equipment, four legendary weapons fused with Arden, a black ice ball that enhanced his ice power, and the Sky Crown that was always in use, he was able to firmly protect some very important joints of his body, such as his neck and the void shield of his heart, and a dark blue necklace that provided him with magical energy at all times.

Under the dual effects of magic and strength, Arden finally succeeded in smashing the white-bone bat, which had a legendary peak combat power but had its advantage greatly weakened, at the cost of moderate injuries and being badly beaten!

"Where do you want to go?"

After the situation on this battlefield was decided, the legends floating above the underground space had already started to attack each other frantically.

Noticed all this too.

The nine legends on the dark creatures' side panicked in an instant.

Especially after Arden looked around at them without any emotion, the nine legends felt a chill in their hearts.

Without any prior agreement, they headed in all directions.

The instincts and suspicious nature of the dark creatures all erupted at this moment as the situation madly headed towards an unfavorable abyss.

After seeing this scene, the legends on the human side had already been filled with hatred after seeing their companions bleeding. How could they possibly watch them escape?

All of them turned into streams of light, blocking the dark creature whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Each of them looked as if they wanted to eat someone, and their anger was surging.

Give the man a beating when he's down.

The human legends first blocked the three dark legends who were running in almost the same direction, and then used their absolute advantage to kill them.

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"call out"

The drow elf who had fled in the form of a streak of light stopped at this moment on the huge altar.

At this moment, there was only a red-skinned pig-headed man on the altar, emitting an ominous bloody glow.

When the female elf stepped onto the altar, he immediately opened his eyes, as if he was looking at an inanimate object.

"help me."

This legendary drow priest was still in shock while escaping, and even had a huge crack on his entire abdomen.

At this moment, taking advantage of her embarrassment, she deliberately put on a pitiful look, and even intentionally or unintentionally "revealed" her enchanting figure under the clothes that were torn after being attacked during the escape.

The red-skinned pig-headed man didn't say a word, but continued to look at her with that emotionless gaze, even his breathing was very weak, like a sitting corpse.

"Twenty thousand blood meals, or you can offer your soul voluntarily, and I can save you once. After 100 years, I will hand you over to my Lord."

The pig-headed man said this in a very cold tone.

In an instant, the drow elf's face turned ugly.

Sell ​​your soul to the evil god?

God knows what kind of terrifying existence this evil god is.

Among those famous evil gods in history who needed souls and flesh, how many of them were normal? How many of them were not cruel?

Throughout history, which creature that dedicated its soul and flesh to the evil god was good? In the end, they all paid the price of a life worse than death.

"We can sign a contract, under the witness of the Mother Goddess and the Lord you believe in. As a condition, I will provide you with 2 blood foods within ten years."

However, thinking back to the treatment his "companions" had received during their escape.

For the sake of life, the drow elf finally compromised and said.

The dark races are now dying miserably.

Of the nine dark legends, three have been seen by the drow alone, and they were definitely skinned alive.

If they can still survive after suffering such a severe blow, then I am afraid that several races will decline and the population will suddenly drop drastically.

Not to mention that humans will begin to covet this place. By then, it will be hard to say whether the current drow territory can be preserved.

How can I get 20,000 blood food?

As for the future, we will talk about it in the future.

After hearing what the drow elf said, the red-skinned pig-headed man who had been sitting quietly finally moved his eyes.

"You must provide 2 blood food within three years. If you cannot provide it every year, you will have to pay an additional 1 on top of the original amount. If you have not paid before ten years later, you will have to pay 12 blood food."

Saying this in a tone that left no room for rebuttal, the pig-headed man stretched out his dragon-like, swollen arm.

Zhuo Er was about to refute, but he felt a grand but extremely evil will from this pig-headed man.

Her face changed immediately, and she knelt on the ground, shivering, looking pitiful.

The will of the Scarlet Lord that was suppressed in the statue descended upon his believer, controlling the pig-headed man. He let out an evil laugh.

"Come here, drink my blood, and I will protect you."

The drow elf realized that it had no other choice, so it took a deep breath and crawled over, then began to drink the red blood emitting black air that dripped from the wound.

He opened his mouth and began to drink. Gradually, a large number of curved blue veins appeared on his face, as if a giant worm was flipping under his skin.

When they were making the skeleton, they paid great attention to the news, believing that this trump card could turn the tide.

However, they did not expect that, although the news had not leaked out, the humans on the ground actually dared to break in on their own initiative, causing them to suffer heavy losses under such a coincidence.

The trump card they created, which they thought could turn the tide, did not have the desired effect when they confronted humans and the silver dragon head-on, and was destroyed.

In the entire dark secret realm, whether it was the high-level combat forces or the lower-level armies and lives, all were slaughtered.

The dark creatures no longer have any chance of making a comeback.

Now those legends still had the potential to come and kill him, and the drow priest understood that there might be more pursuers coming his way.

Then in order to preserve the entire drow race, there is also the dark secret realm.

The drow elves understood that they could only cling to this last straw, even though they knew they were doomed to fall into the abyss.

After all, they have been in darkness for a long time.