Slaughter God’s Journey to Immortality - C88

This dragon was entirely silver, with two long horns on its head. On its slender neck grew more than a dozen small dragon horns side by side, with smooth lines all over its body. Its four thick claws flickered with a cold light and were placed together in front of it.

It was said that the Silver Dragon Clan was born to be the controller of light magic. They were blessed and protected by the gods of light, and bore the heavy responsibility of wiping out all the darkness and evil in the world. They were the most noble members of the dragon race, and were also the most beloved mounts of the gods. However, in this era, the dragon race had long since retreated to the dragon island, rarely meeting humans. Werther found it very strange that this silver dragon could fly in the air so brazenly.

However, Werther didn’t have the mood to provoke it, as a joke. Every real dragon was born as a rank 7 beast, and was born with all kinds of magic, which would automatically become a Saint level magical beast when they grew up without exception. Their unparalleled magic power and the extreme physical strength of the dragon race would determine that they could reach the level of a Sword Saint even without cultivating.

This silver dragon was originally flying at an extremely high altitude and ordinary people couldn’t see it at all. Even the Sword Saint would have to expend a lot of effort in order to catch its figure, but during the flight, the silver dragon suddenly paused for a moment, then immediately descended. It landed right in front of Werther. The dragon and the man stared at each other for a long time before the Silver Dragon spoke first, “Human, the mighty Beckham can feel the extremely evil dark energy within your body. I hope you can explain!” It spoke in the common language of the continent, but with the size of a behemoth, coupled with the fact that it did not seem to be paying attention to controlling its strength, the exhalation from its mouth created a tornado.

Werther looked at the six-meter-tall, ten-meter-long monster in front of him. His brain went short for a moment, and an impatient look appeared in the Silver Dragon’s eyes. He repeated what he had said before. Werther came to his senses. What? Evil dark energy? However, this silver dragon was actually able to sense the nature of the zhenqi in his body from thousands of meters in the air. It seemed like the rumors about the silver dragon being the guardian of the World of Light might not be false.

What made Werther the most interested was that this silver dragon’s voice was actually a deep and rough male voice. In other words, this silver dragon was a male creature. This was a little out of place with its “beautiful” appearance. Werther rolled his eyes and smiled, “Dear Mr. Silver Dragon, I don’t know why you said such words, but I am a noble of the Klein Empire and believe in the Gods of Light. How could I train in the dark energy of evil?” I suppose you’re mistaken? ”

The Silver Dragon’s eyes showed its anger. It opened its mouth and roared, “Damned human! He actually still dared to quibble! In the face of the great Beckham, all evil will be exposed! “Alright, lowly human, repent for your actions. When you go to hell and meet the Dark God, you must tell him that the great Silver Dragon, Lord Beckham, has killed you!” Along with its roar, terrifying amounts of light essence rapidly gathered here, forming a huge wheel that blasted towards Werther with shocking power!

This was the power of magic! This was the use of the most top-notch magical power in the world! At the moment of life and death, Werther actually thought of something, “This is the power of magic. Before, I only came into contact with combat power masters, and I even defeated a Sword Saint, but I never met a magic master. It seems like I’ve really watched the sky before.” However, at this crucial moment of life and death, Werther was still very calm. He only shouted, “You can’t kill innocent humans!” My body only has the power of light. If you don’t believe me, you can keep on looking! ”

As soon as his voice fell, the huge ball of light suddenly stopped and spun around Werther. The Silver Dragon Beckham stretched out his large face, staring with his two large eyeballs and repeated the process again. This time, a confused look appeared in his eyes. You do have the power of the light element, and even the nature element. Could it be that you are under the protection of both the gods of light and the goddess of nature? “But just now, I clearly felt …” Werther confidently said, “Lord Silver Dragon, as a noble dragon, don’t tell me you’re not apologizing for your reckless actions just now?” Are you trying to bully a young noble? Can you judge the life and death of an innocent person based on your senses? Did the great Dragon God not teach you all what fraternity and kindness are? ”

The Silver Dragon’s big face had clearly turned red. It stuttered, “Human, I’m sorry. I’m not trying to …” Uh, well, I apologize. I still have things to do. I have to go to the North Pole to find a damned bastard ice dragon. Suddenly, he spread his wings and a strong gale blew past. He had already flown into the sky and disappeared without a trace.

Werther heaved a sigh of relief. At the crucial moment, he converted all the Sky Demon zhen Qi in his body into Yi Mu zhen Qi and sealed his sea of consciousness to prevent Beckham from sensing the fluctuations of his Sky Demon Avatar. Only then did he manage to escape this calamity. After self-deprecating for a while, he didn’t take this matter to heart and headed straight back home.

Relying on the talisman that James had given him, Werther had safely passed through the gates of the Klein Empire and returned to the territory of the Empire. He was in a hurry, so he bought a few fast horses and began whipping them all the way to the capital. After ten days or so it was drizzling and Werther was tired. He remembered that he had passed by this place while escorting the food convoy. There was a small town in front for him to rest in, so he jumped off the horse and slowly led the horse through the drizzle. Walking out of the town, Werther suddenly frowned. He had originally felt that the yang energy in the town was gone, while the yin energy was flourishing, mixed with an endless amount of resentment and hatred.

Werther’s face turned serious. The further they went into the town, the more intense this feeling became. The town was not big, only around a hundred households. It was usually quite lively, but now it was pitch black with no lights, making it seem especially desolate and desolate in the dark night. All of a sudden, Werther’s expression changed. He looked into the depths of the town. There were people walking toward him with heavy steps and waving their hands! Werther had been cultivating for a long time, so he naturally wasn’t afraid of these sneaky things. However, what surprised him the most was that some of the people were headless, some were bleeding from their seven orifices, and some even had internal organs. All of them were dead! It seemed that someone was secretly manipulating these corpses. This technique was known as the Maoshan Taoist Technique in his previous life. In the Grace Mainland, it was known as the Necromancy Magic!

Werther looked solemnly at the depths of the group of zombies. In the shadows stood three tall figures. Werther could clearly feel that these three figures exuded extremely dense auras of death. However, endless energy surged inside their bodies. These were three Swordsaint experts! Furthermore, it should be a dark warrior that Necromancers summoned from the Underworld by offering sacrifices! It seemed like the inhabitants of this town had all been killed by Necromancers, and with their flesh and souls, they summoned these three beings that did not belong to the world of life! This was a carefully planned assassination plan. It was most likely aimed at him!

The rhythmic sound of horses’ hooves resounded on the town’s stone road. As a group of zombies slowly advanced, the three shadows also slowly appeared in Werther’s field of vision. They were three warriors dressed as knights, clad in thick armor, but after a long period of time, they could no longer maintain their bright luster, and replacing it were deep rust marks. The three Dark Undead Warriors were all wearing masks, carrying long spears in their hands, and the part of the masks’ eye sockets revealed traces of dark ghost flames, flickering and flickering. Their mother’s mount was also three Undead Horses. Their flesh had already fallen off, leaving behind only the skeleton.

The cost of using the mysterious giant hand was simply too great. The last attack alone had consumed all of the power of his soul, resulting in the Sky Demon Avatar not being able to show itself to meet the enemy. Otherwise, with the ability of the Sky Demon Avatar to deal with evil spirits, it would save a lot of effort to suppress these undead creatures. Werther faced the void and said, “I don’t care who you are, but for your own evil purposes, you turned all the people in the town into undead. This kind of indiscriminate killing is not something I can tolerate! I will definitely drag you out and let you have a taste of hell! “