A strange world

Chapter 906 Chapter 137. Find Annan of the organization

Annan didn't have time to think, and then immediately shouted: "Let them stop too!"

Appearing next to the legendary mages, ignoring the protection of the mage robes and numerous legendary defense spells, the believers who grabbed their hearts suddenly stopped.

"I am also a warlock. I...please let them go!" Annan stumbled.

The believers let go of their hands, and the three saved legends stepped back, dripping with cold sweat.

All protective spells have been suppressed. Only divine spells have this effect. This is a group of legendary believers who came out of nowhere...

Nanazi, who still had a sinister smile on her face, froze, and then roared: "He is just a little warlock, don't listen to him!"

The believers sounded like countless people whispering in unison again: "In the eyes of the Warlock Protection Association, all warlocks are treated equally."

"So are you going to continue to interfere?"

"As long as you stop killing each other."

Annan was uncharacteristically resolute: "No, Nana Zi brought the devil and displaced countless people. It must die."

Andrius and the others consciously gathered behind Annan. The Red Dragon Warlock was at the end of his strength, and the advantage was on their side. As long as the Warlock Protection Association did not intervene, this place would be the burial ground of the Red Dragon Warlock.

"We protect the warlocks."

Annan was unsure of their position and asked the believer next to him in a low voice: "Sister believer...it asked you to kill me, will you really do that..."

After gaining power, Annan seldom did this...but he acted coquettishly with believers who could compete with legends without being rude.

"We will not harm any warlock." The believers said a pleasant female voice.

Annan's black eyes gradually lit up, and he suddenly felt confident: "What are you protecting? It is the minions of the Demon Lord. It has killed countless people and maimed many warlocks in Allen Continent!"

The believers were silent for a while and stepped aside: "According to the thirty-five rules of the Warlock Protection Association, the Warlock Protection Association has no right to intervene when two warlocks have a dispute."

"No! You can't do this! I summoned you!" The red dragon warlock lost his arrogance and confidence and roared at them, "You promised to protect me three times with three crystals!"

They all said in unison: "It will still be useful, but only after this dispute is over."

It seems that they decided to give up the red dragon warlock and choose Annan.

Annan breathed a sigh of relief, tilted his head and said to the legendary mages, "Let's end this."

"No... you can't kill me. I am the great Red Dragon King, the Scarlet Wings of the Molten Rock Highlands!" The Red Dragon Warlock struggled to wave his wings and rose up from the crater with difficulty, dragon blood spilling like a waterfall.

"But he is also a minion of the Demon King."

Annan showed no mercy. Regardless of the pain it brought to the North, or for the souls of Broken Fang and the others, the Red Dragon Warlock should die here.

"You...can't kill me, the master will save us-"

The swaying red dragon warlock fell crookedly towards a forest, plunged into the mountain of gold coins that Annan had not had time to put away, lifted up a piece of gold coins stained with the hot dragon's blood, and stopped moving.

"Nanazi is dead."

Annan watched its chest no longer rise and fall, and said softly.

Unexpectedly, the red dragon warlock who was supposed to be dead opened his eyes again, and stared at Annan with his vertical pupils bigger than Annan: "You called me...what..."

After saying this, the red dragon warlock's head smashed back into the mountain of gold coins.

"Is it dead?" Annan asked the Skeleton King uncertainly.

"not yet."

The Skeleton King stared at the Red Dragon Warlock, and then said in Annan's surprised look: "Its soul is still there -"

The legends kept their mouths shut as the devotees came over. They approached the huge dragon corpse of the Red Dragon Warlock.

Annan tried his best not to care about those gold coins. Compared to killing the red dragon, losing tens of thousands of gold coins is still worth it...

But soon, Annan began to notice that they were not burying the dragon corpse, but were processing it - smearing a mercury-like substance on the red dragon's corpse.

He suddenly felt that the Warlock Protection Association was not as harmless as the rumors said.

It's definitely not because Annan also wants to transform the bones of the red dragon warlock into a bone dragon.

The hundred-meter-long dragon corpse was taken back by them, and one of the believers walked towards Annan.

The legendary mages voluntarily walked away, leaving Annan alone with the followers of the Warlocks' Protective Society.

"You guys are so awesome..." Annan put away his emotions and sighed.

He thought that the Warlock Protection Association was at best like an organization like the Scavengers... Who knew eight legends would suddenly appear, or a legendary priest who could release divine magic.

The believers bowed their heads humbly in front of Annan: "Our strength is given by you..."

"I?"

The believers did not answer Annan's question, so Annan had to ask another question: "Are you from other worlds?"

"Brothers and sisters of the Warlock Protection Association are spread across countless worlds..." The believers gave Annan three crystals. "When in danger, use the crystals and we will appear."

Annan saw how the Red Dragon Warlock used it before, took the crystal and asked: "What happens after you use it?"

"We'll show up."

Then what?

The other seven believers have covered the red dragon warlock's dragon body with mercury and chanted a spell to transport it to an unknown place.

Annan did not say this sentence. He had an intuition that it would not be much better than the red dragon whose bones were taken away at that time...

Annan asked tentatively: "I also know a lot of warlocks, do you want to..."

"We only serve real warlocks."

"What does real mean?"

"Like you."

Annan examined himself and thought that there was nothing special about him...

"Then can you tell me about the Warlock Protection Association?"

"You will know after using the crystal for the third time."

The eight believers gathered together and disappeared as quickly as they appeared.

The Warlock Protection Association is still very mysterious, and even several legends saw them for the first time... But no matter what, after three years in this world, Annan finally found a backer.

With three chances to summon legends...why do you still bear the burden? Now pull the Free City to the top of the Kingdom of Rekanel, and Annan will throw all the excrement in the city into the new palace!

When Annan was about to collect the gold coins, a voice called out, "Wait a minute."

Facing Annan's nervous gaze, Esseron smiled gently and said, "These coins are cursed by the blood of the red dragon. Those who hold them will be cursed by the blood of the red dragon and become greedy and selfish."

Annan suddenly realized, "No wonder I suddenly care about these coins... I didn't even look at them when I threw them on the ground before."

Esseron wanted to say that he would be cursed by the red dragon only if he touched the cursed gold coins... Never mind, since he saved me.