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The rapid feet resounded through the hollow corridor, and Archbishop Ablau pushed open the door of the Pope's room with a panic look.

Crown! Crown... At this moment, Ablau, Goddes had no sedation and calmness that a bishop should have.

Dear Bishop, there is no need to panic. This is the closest place to God. No matter how big the matter is, it is protected by the light of God. The Pope's slow voice came from the balcony, and the Pope's figure was still facing the direction of the Desert of Death, and his posture did not change.

But Rasilly... Abrow said anxiously, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the pope.

Dear Bishop, please call him the noble Angel... The Pope's voice was as plain as ever, and he could not hear joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.

It is... the crown prince, the noble angel... It is too rude to call him by his name when facing an Arrival angel, but Eblau has watched Lascirothy grow up since childhood. Many times, Eblau cannot connect the angel that occupied Lascirothy's body with the word "noble".

Before he could finish his words, a beautiful figure slowly floated down outside the balcony where the pope was.

The golden sun-like hair, the perfect appearance, and the combined silver-white armor were Rassie.

At this moment, she was completely different from when she first arrived. Whenever she appeared, a powerful and pure sacred power filled the entire space.

Obviously, he has become familiar with the rules of this world, and as the original power of the fighting angel, he has gradually returned to her.

I saw the ground hanging in the air outside the balcony, with the arrogance of looking at everything in my eyes, as if the emperor was descending on the Great Wall, looking into the direction of the Desert of Death.

After a while, she slowly turned around and her eyes fell on the elderly Pope. The number of arrogant cloth in her eyes increased a little respect and said: The power of the mortal world is strong. Please allow me to set out now and examine them.

Faced with this mortal world spokesperson who sealed most of her power when she came, the arrogant angel could not disrespect her. Although her power was now back to her because Zhuzhe was familiar with the rules of this world, it was still very different from her heyday.

It was the elderly man in front of me who easily sealed her with full strength in this way.

This world has its own rules. Too powerful power will inevitably destroy the balance of this world. If it weren't for the Pope's sealing of her power, he would not succeed, but she also knew from this that the elderly spokesperson in front of her was not as weak as she looked like.

Lord of the Earth, you come with the will of the God of Zhongzai. In this world, you have absolute autonomy and do not need to ask me. You should bring some followers familiar with this world. The angel Youshi Group, which was once commanded by the master of the body in the land, may be a good choice.

But this world has its own rules.

A look of contempt appeared in Rasylphy's eyes: These people are just tired to me.

After saying that, Rasy Rothy turned around and flew quickly towards the Desert of Death.

Ablau listened to the Pope's conversation with Rassie Rothy in confusion. He had not yet been able to sense the two distant silent shouts from the Black Dragon. Naturally, he was not sure what Rassie meant that the heretic power was growing.

However, Eblau's problem was solved. He received a report and knew that Rasylphy suddenly left the room arranged by the church and disappeared, so he hurried to report to the Pope. Unexpectedly, Rasylphy would appear here to ask the Pope for instructions.

Ai was filled with mixed feelings at this moment. The angel who used Rasie Rothy's body and had the same name was no longer the little girl who used to disguise herself but was often confused.

At this moment, she is a truly powerful and arrogant angel.

A thought that had never been before suddenly appeared in Aibolao's heart, but it had not yet sprouted. Lord Aibolao quickly put out this disrespectful thought and repented to the Supreme God in his heart.

As a archbishop in the back, he actually had this kind of thought of questioning the gods in his heart. It was really disrespectful.

There was a triangle on his chest. Aiberau repented with sincerity, while gently exiting the room. Standing on the balcony, the elderly Pope, had never changed his posture from beginning to end.

In the desert of death, the terrible storm finally passed.

Under the protection of the dark and illusory world, a life-threatening storm has turned into a magnificent landscape.

The wind that was so strong that it could sweep everyone into the sky passed through everyone's bodies without any barrier, but could not cause any harm to them. So, Svengol and others, who gradually got used to their physical condition, sat up and became a group of bystanders who were considering the storm.

Only Luo De Benz was angry and could not let go...

The Dark Illusion World is a level seven magic, and even he can't use it with all his strength. The black dragon actually fired instantly!

Why didn't anyone tell him before that this golden skeleton, known for his strong body, was actually a great dark magician?

The dark fantasy world is actually an extremely useless magic. All the dark dragon mages know the power of this magic, but no magician is willing to practice it.

First of all, this magic is cast for a long time and consumes a lot of magic power. After a dark magician casts this magic, the remaining magic power may not be released even at the lowest level of Netherworld Fire.

Secondly, this magic has little effect. The effect of the dark fantasy world is similar to the level five magic shadow form. The only difference is that one is group magic and the other is single dragon technique.

The shadow form consumes less dragon power and casts fast. After learning the shadow form, basically no magician is willing to spend time and practice this magic that has the same effect but is not beneficial to others.

Finally, this is a group dragon technique. After casting, those who have the dragon technique will not be physically damaged, but at the same time they cannot conduct physical attacks.

Imagine if the group magic Gart is not a swordsman or archer, but Gart is on the magician, what is the purpose?

Which other magician does not have his own protective dragon technique? Why do you need this kind of magic?

If Gart goes to swordsmen or bows and they can no longer conduct physical attacks, then isn't they nullifying their attack power?

On the contrary, it is more practical to add this magic to the enemy. If the enemy is all physical attack professions, adding this magic to the opponent can slowly abuse them. Unfortunately, the casting time of the dark fantasy world is too long, and it is impossible to use the battle of lightning and fire.

This kind of useless magic that requires great magic to be used is the first time even Lot Mercedes-Benz has been used by people.

At that time, when Lot Mercedes saw the Black Dragon, he destroyed it on the spot. I am afraid that even a magician would not be able to instantly emit a level seven magic. This is not only a high-level energy. If you want to instantly emit a magic, you must first have a very good understanding of this magic. Secondly, you have the essence power far exceeding the required amount of this magic, and can instantly gather the magic elements required for casting this magic.

Meditation actually exercises the spiritual power of a magician, or magic power. The stronger the mental power of a mage, the faster the speed of gathering magic elements.

Taking the simplest fireball technique as an example, a great magician has the ability to instantly gather the required magic elements and can be instantly emitted. If it is in a place where fire elements are densely populated in the volcanic zone, an intermediate mage can barely do it.

In addition to the one or two levels of divine power, the body also needs to be strong enough to withstand the impact of the instant gathering of elements. The process of magic elements gathering is definitely not calm, and can even be described as tyranny. If one is not well controlled, the consequence is serious magic backlash. At the very least, the magic power will be exhausted, and at the worst, the body will explode and die.

It’s okay to say that mental power is difficult, but it’s difficult to bear it. No one who is not a weak guy can bear the impact of instantly gathering magic elements.

Therefore, before the last moment, no magician is willing to try instantly. Even if he wants to try, he can only release magic at most one or two levels lower than his level.

Although Svengol is a great magician, he rarely uses level three or above magic. The most common one is the first-level fireball technique. The difference is mainly the size of the fireball. The most important thing is that the low-priced dragon technique is easier to control than soft, and can be instantly emitted and more practical.

But the black dragon actually instantly emitted a level seven magic...

This is magic at the level of a great magician...

No one has ever told Lot Mercedes that the Black Dragon was actually a great magician, so he was stupid. The Black Dragon's ability to release dragon techniques alone was enough to make him stupid, let alone the seventh-level magic was instantly emitted? Until the storm passed, Lot Mercedes-Benz still knew how to stare at the Black Dragon blankly with an incredible expression on his face.

Svengol patted his shoulder sympathetically and comforted: Lot Mercedes-Benz, don't do this, just get used to it.

He came over, so he understood Luo De Benz's mood at this moment. He used to be so scared that he was overwhelmed by the endless surprises of the Black Dragon. Now he is no longer surprised.

Just get used to it. Lot Mercedes-Benz's cheeks twitched a little, staring at Svengol and asked word by word: Do you mean...this kind of thing often happens?

When he first met the Black Dragon, because of Svengol's words, the Black Dragon suddenly rose up and scared him.

In Seyn City, the Black Dragon robbed the other party because of a word from the Thunder God Mercenary, which scared him.

When he was in Bugli, the Black Dragon suddenly used the Curse Dragon technique, which scared him.

During the Langk Ridge, the Black Dragon saw through the things they had concealed the redemption soul and scared him...

Along the way, Svengol was scared by the Black Dragon.

Such surprises often occur. Svengos smiled bitterly.

If you are overly surprised, you will be frightened. I will be frightened and feel sick. Lot Mercedes-Benz said to himself.

Svengol spoke for granted and Lot Mercedes-Benz was embarrassed to make a fuss.

No, you are a corpse witch now, and your heart is useless. With the same sympathy, Svengol rarely has a humorous moment.

Tell me about your previous events and make me mentally prepared. I was frightened twice after only a few days with you. If this continues, I will scare you even if I don’t have a heart attack.

Lot Mercedes now fully understood that the Black Dragon was not a simple skeleton, and Lot Mercedes was very interested in his previous deeds.

The black dragon was still immersed in the countless imprints of similar types and could not reply for a long time.

What happened in the Dead Desert? What is the huge number of similar people buried?

Could it be that as he had guessed, this place was once a place of battle like the Grand Canyon of Colorado?

If this is true, the Black Dragon could imagine how tragic the wars that had happened here were, how huge the scale was, and the marks were one after another, extending to the end where he could sense them.

Unfortunately, these similar existences are too old, and most of the information carried by the imprints are lost in the long river of time, making the Black Dragon unable to guess what happened here.

Is it a natural disaster or a **?

Is it a war or a plague?

Or God's punishment?

The origin of the name Dead Desert is no longer verified. It may be because it is a lifeless and desolate world and an extremely dangerous country of death. But now it seems that it may be because there are countless bodies with lost lives buried here, so it is named.

The black dragon's head was in a mess, and countless thoughts were churning in his heart, shock, excitement, surprise and other emotions followed one after another. If all the same kind of people in this entire Death Desert could be resurrected

This thought just by thinking about it made the Black Dragon very excited. The number of similar people here is unclear, but it is definitely more than ten times more than the Colorado Grand Canyon. Moreover, the range he could sense only accounted for a very small part of the entire desert. In places where he could not sense, there might be more similar bones.

But after thinking about it, he became discouraged. There are too many similar species here. What is above million? Tens of millions?

The black dragon frowned in confusion and quickly recalled Arroyo's memory and went to find a unit larger than ten million. The number of similar types here is definitely more than ten million.

With such a huge number, it would be impossible for the Black Dragon to be exhausted to death ten thousand times.

After hesitating for a long time, the Black Dragon had to give up this unrealistic idea.

The storm had passed long ago, and the short night had passed. After a thrilling night, everyone had no intention of sleeping. With the energy to resist the storm, everyone seemed more tired than yesterday. What's worse was that Tago was sick.

The fatigued and high temperature and the wind caused Tago, who was as strong as a cow, had a high fever, but the delicate Nana had nothing to do with it, which surprised everyone.

After feeding some medicines prepared by Svengol, Tago fell asleep in a drowsy manner.

But Svengol and others were worried. Tago's current situation needs to be rested and is not suitable for continuing the journey. What should I do?

Such an important matter must be decided by the Black Dragon, and Svengol quickly explained Tago's situation to him in detail.

The Black Dragon said without thinking: You stay and take care of Tago, and take him out of the desert after he recovers. The children and I continue to move forward and wait until we leave the desert before summoning you here.
To be continued...