.

Seeing this ray of light, Rektin was excited. A huge chandelier hung on the top of the central lobby. The chandelier burned dozens of huge candles for many years, providing lighting for the entire lobby.

This shimmer is obviously emitted by the chandelier, indicating that the candle has not yet been turned off, which means that there is still air remaining on the top of the lobby.

This discovery made Rektin ecstatic. He could recover his confidence and regain his strength in one breath.

For the first time, Rectory felt that his free breathing was so precious.

Unfortunately, the Black Dragon didn't want Rektin to get what he wanted. Just as Rektin rushed towards the wall and was about to climb to the top, the Black Dragon threw out his heavy sword with all his bets.

Although he was dizzy and swollen, his basic alertness was still maintained. Rektin drew his body sharply, flashed the heavy sword, and then continued to move forward without looking back. He was no longer in the mood to entangle with the black dragon, and at the same time he had no time.

But as soon as he took a step, Rektin felt his feet tightening.

Looking back, it turned out that the Black Dragon threw out the heavy sword and rushed towards him without hesitation. He took advantage of the short moment when he dodged the heavy sword and paused, stretched out his only right hand to catch him.

Rektin was furious and turned around and stepped on the black dragon's arm with all his might. A creaking sound made the bones sore, which seemed extremely clear in this quiet water world.

An ordinary person who was stepped on by a strong man like Rectory must have been a shattering fracture, but the Black Dragon is the strongest golden skeleton. Before Rectory did not go crazy, he did not cut off his bones, let alone this kick.

The creaking sound was caused by the skeleton being stepped on and rubbing the ground after it was stepped on, and the black dragon's arm bone was only rubbed.

Rekding was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. This undead creature was too difficult to deal with. No wonder he was called an undead creature, and he could not be beaten to death.

As soon as he made a mistake, Rektin swung the giant axe and slashed towards the Black Dragon, but the Black Dragon didn't give him this opportunity. He grabbed Rektin's hand and exerted force. With this pulling force, the Black Dragon pounced on him, and wrapped around Rektin's body like a spider with one-handed feet.

Rektin tilted his feet, losing his balance, and slowly fell backwards with the black dragon.

Damn…Rektin roared in his heart.

If it weren't for opening his mouth and sucking water, Rektin might have already bitten a bite on the Black Dragon, otherwise it would be difficult to relieve his hatred.

Although the black dragon has an incredibly strong body, Rektin doesn't take it seriously at all. In normal times, even if the black dragon's bones are twice as hard, Rektin is sure to crush him.

But today, since he came into contact with the Black Dragon, he has been in an unfavorable situation.

First, the panic and anxiousness of flooding the base, then the shock of the death of the tank, and finally the embarrassment of holding back the air in the water. The attacks again and again made Rektin unable to exert all his strength, and finally had to flee in a hurry.

This is the first time that the word escape appeared in Rectordin's life. What he didn't expect was that the first time he escaped in his life would be so ugly.

The black dragon pounced on him was tightly entangled with him like a blood-sucking leech, clamping his arms with one hand, wrapping his legs with his feet, and pressing his forehead tightly against his chin...

Is this still a battle? This is simply a gangster fight!

Rektin felt extremely humiliated and anxious, and he went completely crazy and struggled desperately. His body, which was about to run out of oil, burst out with amazing strength again. The black dragon who was holding him was broken away, and his hands and feet were broken away bit by bit, and his bones were squeaking.

The Black Dragon also fought his best. He knew that if Rektin had a breath, the consequences would be unimaginable. He must stop him from climbing to the top anyway.

The soul's heart beat rapidly, and the black dragon made it burn desperately for the first time. The blazing flames even reflected his dark eyes, and a strange blue light was emitted.

The key to the undead creature is the soul fire in the head. As long as the soul is not damaged, even if Rektin removes his whole body, the Black Dragon will make up his mind to never let go.

Rektin struggled wildly, but unfortunately there was no air supply, which made him a little overwhelmed and could not get rid of the entanglement of the black dragon. Instead, because of the intense activities, his chest became more and more stuffy.

His giant axe had long been lost in struggle.

He was entangled so close that even if the giant axe was still in his hand, he had no room to display it. In this case, the long-handled axe was not as practical as a dagger. Now the only thing that can be used is fists.

The black dragon broke one hand, no matter how powerful one hand and feet were, it could only wrap around Rektin's hands and feet, and the other right hand was free.

Swinging his fist, Rektin smashed the black dragon with all his strength.

The first punch hit Heilong's shoulder, and with a bang, the muscles on his shoulder were flattened.

The second punch fell in the same place, and the muscles suddenly turned into a pile of minced meat, which was directly smashed out of the skeleton.

Black Dragon had no expression on his face and held Rektin tightly. Anyway, the skin and muscles on his body were all optional, so he would just change it if it was rotten.

Seeing that there was no effect on the shoulder, Rektin changed his place and beat the third punch under the black dragon's ribs.

The black dragon shook all over, and a fist-shaped pit fell into the muscles under the ribs. The relatively fragile ribs made a squeaking twist.

The fourth boxing was in the same place, and the part under the ribs repeated the shoulders' destiny, the muscles shattered and disengaged, revealing the yellow ribs below. One of the ribs twisted and deformed, and sunken inward.

In the fifth punch, Rektin smashed it with all his strength. The twisted rib could no longer bear it and broke with a tingling sound.

Hearing the sound of breaking, Rektin had no expression of joy, because he found in despair that there was no sign of loosening of his hands and feet, but instead became tighter and tighter.

It took the Black Dragon a long time to evolve into a golden skeleton, but he didn't care at all.

Time is meaningless to the undead creatures. As long as the head is still there, even if it is broken into pieces, it can still recover after changing the skeleton. Therefore, the black dragon did not care about the broken ribs at all.

However, Rickin beat him so happily that he couldn't waste his time, at least he had to express himself.

Opening his mouth, the black dragon bit Rektin's ear.

No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot exercise his ears. The black dragon bite Rektin's eyes were broken, his face was twisted, and there were bursts of gurgling pain deep in his throat.

The severe pain made Rektin crazy and punched the Black Dragon's temple like crazy.

A fist-shaped dent appears clearly on the skull.

The skull is the hardest part of the Black Dragon's body. Not only did Rektin's punch not cause substantial damage to him, it instead made the Black Dragon tear off his ears with force, and the blood gushed out of the fountain instantly dyed the water around him red.

Rektin gritted his teeth and prevented himself from exhaling pain. This would consume the air that was not much in his chest and would soon suffocate to death.

The dying panic and the severe pain in his ears made Rektin wave his fist desperately and hit the black dragon like raindrops, and he could no longer care about gathering a little.

The black dragon spitted off Rektin's ears and greeted the raindrop-like fist expressionlessly.

Whenever the punch fell on his body, he could feel the painful moans of the bones in his body, and the fist that fell on his head directly shook the soul heart in his skull, giving him a feeling of dizziness.

If Rektin's attacks were all concentrated on the head of the Black Dragon, it might have shaken the soul heart of his skull...

Unfortunately, Rektin didn't know this weakness, and his fists were scattered on half of the Black Dragon's body in vain.

The muscles in the entire right half of the body were smashed by Rektin, revealing the golden skeleton below. Some joints even collapsed and almost wanted to loosen. If this continues, the Black Dragon might really break up.

But Rektin no longer had this opportunity. His heavy blood loss and long-term breathing made his physical strength worse and he was almost exhausted.

Gradually, Rektin's attack became increasingly weak and his consciousness became blurred. His arm was still waving, but it slowly turned into a mechanical, weak instinctive movement.

I don't know how long it took, but Rektin's last punch fell on the black dragon and never lifted it up again.

The powerful man of a generation, Rektin, did not die on the battlefield of swords and swords, but was suffocated to death in the water.

The black dragon keenly felt the passing of Rektin's life, but the unwilling soul fire was still burning.

After slashing the weeds and removing the roots, the black dragon turned his head and sucked hard at Rektin. The blue flames emerged from Rektin and penetrated into his body.

Only then did the Black Dragon breathe completely relieved, let go of Rektin's body, and pour it softly under the water.

Heilong always thought he would not be tired. It turned out that this was wrong. Now he felt extremely tired, and his soul's heart was no longer as vigorous as it was, and it was only slowly, weakly trembling.

If it weren't for absorbing Rektin's soul fire, he would probably have been unable to hold on and fall asleep now.

This is a thrilling battle. If Rectordin hadn't been put in an unfavorable situation from the beginning, he would definitely be the one who lost now.

Fortunately, everything is over.

Lying under the water, the Black Dragon sighed with lingering fear. The violent consciousness of the war soul in his body began to stir up again, but the fierce battle just now also exhausted the power of the war soul. He could only restlessly for a while and could not cause great storms.

After a while, the Black Dragon forced himself to stand up. The soul heart took a while to sleep before recovering, but now is not the time.

The entire right half of the body was ragged, and the minced meat fell down piece by piece or stuck to the skeleton.

The black dragon took two steps and felt very uncomfortable. The soul heart was too exhausted, so he couldn't heal himself for a while, so he simply tore off all his muscles.

In the middle of the room, a huge weapon stalked and divided the entire room into two parts.

The weapons stands are filled with various weapons such as swords, guns, swords, axes, sticks, hooks and forks. From the style, they are all carefully crafted and exquisite weapons, and some are priceless magic weapons.

Svengol is an alchemist. You can see at a glance the level of those magic weapons. Every magic weapon here is the work of a master-level alchemist, which is something Svengol cannot do at all at this level.

For a moment, his eyes almost fell out.

Behind the weapon stand, there were more than a dozen exquisitely styled sterling silver boxes. These boxes were much smaller than the boxes placed outside the room, but there were a few things in the opened boxes that made Svengol, who had no longer had to breathe, feel suffocating again.

The yellow golden light, this golden light that is more dazzling than the light of gold, can only be emitted by the purest pure gold.

It turned out to be pure gold, or a large box of pure gold!

Svengol has only seen the pure gold three times in his life, once in the Royal Laboratory of the Xiabai Empire, once in the hands of the president of the Xiabai Branch of the Magic Guild, and the last time in the hands of a nobleman.

And in these three times, the largest piece of pure gold I have seen is only as big as a nail piece...

Now, there was a whole large box of pure gold in front of him, and Svengol was so happy that he almost fainted.

Several boxes next to it were also opened, Svengol looked over one by one, Qualdorf mercury, silver-patterned black iron, Mimica mine, Du Zelei soft gold, dragon scales...

All of them are rare magic materials, many rare materials that even Svengol had never seen with his own eyes, and were recorded in classics. Most of them are filled with a whole box.

Svengol trembled all over and his head was blank. The happiest thing for an alchemist was that a large number of rare magic materials were placed in front of him. These things were as attractive as the beauty to the pervert to the face of him.

Behind the box loaded with rare magic materials is a feldspar table, which is filled with all kinds of strange things, each of which looks very valuable.

Next to the stone table, there was a golden skeleton and a black badge in his hand.

Wait, golden skeleton!

Svengol's eyes returned to the golden skeleton, and the familiar sensing made him realize that it was the black dragon.

ah!
To be continued...