Beast Summoner

"I'm not an undead!" Zhu Dachang looked at the man in white in front of him with vicious eyes. He knew his own physical condition best, and this had always been the pain in his heart.

He is different from the people on the mainland. He does not believe in the God of War, but the God of Death. Warriors who believe in the God of Death have a very small probability of receiving the superpowers given by the God of Death, and he is one of these very small probabilities. His

The superpower is the ghoul.

This ghoul is not a low-level undead creature controlled by a necromancer, nor does he really eat human corpses. His superpower is that he can absorb other people's strength and even life force for his own use.

However, there is a major premise, that is, this person must voluntarily contribute, or his current strength is not as good as his own, otherwise he will not be able to succeed. Of course, he can also forcibly absorb people whose strength is lower than his own, but the effect will be very poor and cannot be improved.

How much strength does he have.

The reason why Zhu Dachang became the person he is now, neither human nor ghost, is directly related to the fact that he got the power of being a ghoul.

Back then, Zhu Dachang was also an outstanding warrior who believed in the God of War. However, he was later seduced by his old master, the Dark Holy Magister, and abandoned the God of War. He switched to believing in the God of Death and became a loyal slave of the God of Death. By chance, he awakened.

Superpowers, so it became the terrifying appearance it is now.

"In my eyes, all creatures that carry the aura of the undead, whether they are warriors like you or magicians, are undead creatures." The man in white looked at Zhu Dachang with disdain, his provocative tone palpable.

"You... are very good, please give me a number! I don't believe that a powerful saint-level man can still have no name." Zhu Dachang squinted his eyes and looked at the man in white.

"Isn't that normal? I've never heard of a saint-level powerhouse named Pig Intestine! I've eaten pig intestine before, fried with chili, and it tastes good!" The man in white shook his folding fan, as if he was talking.

I recall that the spicy stir-fried pork intestines tasted average.

Surprisingly, Zhu Dachang did not rush forward impulsively and fight for his life. Instead, he calmly looked at the man in white.

"What happened today will be repaid in the future!" Zhu Dachang left these words and turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

"Hey, Zhu Dachang..." Seeing Zhu Dachang going away, Denaramp couldn't help but be stunned. He could feel that the strength of the man in white was not much different from that in his heyday, and there was no chance that the two of them would join forces. He was a bit

I don't understand why Zhu Dachang was willing to give up the jade dragon that he was about to get and run away.

Denalump never thought that the strength of the man in white was almost the same as him, but the man in white was a holy warrior of the light system, and he was very likely to be a Templar of the Holy See.

He is not afraid of the Templars, but Zhu Dachang is afraid of them, especially now that his strength is greatly reduced. Although it cannot be said that it is easy for the man in white to deal with the current Zhu Dachang, it will not be too difficult.

"Are you going to stay and wait for me to treat you to dinner?" The man in white glanced at Denaramp, waving his folding fan slightly with a hint of joking in his tone.

Denarump looked at the seriously injured emerald dragon and then at the man in white, knowing that he had no chance. He shook his head helplessly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Who are you?" Omega looked at the man in white with vigilance. Although this man had a bright aura, he had never seen him before. In this situation, the people of the Holy See are not completely trustworthy. The injured Giant

Dragons are a big temptation for anyone.

"Don't be nervous, I have no ill intentions towards you." The man in white smiled at Omega and did not approach to show his sincerity.

Omega saw that the man in white did not do anything extreme, so he hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to treat himself first. No matter what the other person wanted to do, it was good for him to stay healthy.

When the man in white saw Omega treating him, he neither stopped nor made a sound, but quietly shook his folding fan.

In fact, Omega felt a little guilty when he saw Omega, a stranger from the Holy See, because he sneaked into the Holy See's treasure house before leaving and gained a lot.

Omega is not stupid. What he took away was not the weapons, equipment, elixirs, or high-level magic scrolls that could enhance his strength. Otherwise, the Holy See would definitely fight him to the death if he knew about it.

What he took away were some things that were relatively valuable, but would not make the Holy See angry. Even fearing that the Holy See would get angry, Omega did not touch the hat studded with jewels and diamonds.

Although that hat cannot improve a person's strength, and its only advantage is that it is beautiful and valuable, it is the hat of the first generation of popes and has incomparable significance in the Holy See.

Omega didn't speak, and neither did the man in white. Instead, he sat on a clean big stone and looked at Omega.

"What are you looking at me for?" Omega glared at the man in white and asked with some dissatisfaction.

"I just saved your life, so I can be regarded as your benefactor. But you, no, why are you a dragon so ungrateful? It's okay if you don't thank me, but you dare to hurt me. Believe it or not

Can I help them realize their unfinished ideals?" A smirk appeared on the corner of the man in white.

Omega curled his lips. The man in white said what he said was rude, but he didn't have any murderous intention. This made him feel more at ease.

"Who are you? If I guessed correctly, you should be a Templar of the Holy See, right?" Omega looked at the man in white in confusion.

Logically speaking, not to mention the Templars, even a powerful member of the Holy See who sees a villain like Zhu Dachang exuding the aura of the undead, especially if his strength is greatly reduced, will theoretically kill him at all costs.

right.

But the man in white in front of him watched the other person escape without any reaction. This was somewhat contrary to the beliefs of the people of the Holy See!

"I'm just a prodigal son who likes to travel around. I've forgotten my name a long time ago, but everyone who knows me likes to call me Mr. Sun." The man in white looked into the distance, looking like an expert from this world.

Omega curled his lips and said, "Master Sun? You are so embarrassed! You should be no less than forty years old, right?"

Originally, Omega was grateful to the man in white, but the sanctimonious look of the man in white made him very unhappy, so he couldn't help but attack him verbally.

"Hmph, you are such a boring dragon. I am too lazy to get to know you." The man in white snorted and stood up.

When Omega saw the man in white standing up, he quickly increased his vigilance and secretly gathered strength.

"Your people will be here soon. I'll go first. You dragon is so boring!" The man in white shook his head and tapped his toes on the ground. His figure was extremely elegant, and the few ups and downs had disappeared.

While Omega was still thinking hard about who the other party was, his heart suddenly moved and he looked towards the woods not far away.

"Brother Omega, are you okay?" Li Zhenbang suddenly jumped out of the woods and shouted loudly.

Li Zhenbang had already felt that Omega was extremely weak. He even called Omega several times without getting a response, so how could he not be anxious in his heart.

So he completely ignored the others and sprinted all by himself to have a look. The person following him closely was none other than Tang Xingrong. Li Ruoyue had already been lost. If something happened to Li Zhenbang again, he would be even more unable to forgive himself.

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"What can happen to me? I am the great emerald dragon!" Omega was extremely excited when he saw Li Zhenbang's appearance.

Seeing that Omega was a little weak and not in any danger to his life, but could still joke with him, Li Zhenbang felt relieved.

"Brother Omega, do you know that you scared me to death just now! I have never been so worried even when I met Gu Jun!"

"You still have the nerve to accuse me, do you know how worried I am about you? That's the Holy Mage of the Undead. I don't dare to say that I'm sure of victory when I meet him now."

"Lord Omega, I wonder if you have met Li Ruoyue?" Tang Xingrong saw the two of them chatting and couldn't hold back for a moment and asked eagerly.

Hearing Tang Xingrong's words, Omega looked a little embarrassed. He originally wanted to save Li Ruoyue, and even thought of returning to rescue Li Zhenbang in time, but no one saw him, and he almost died.

Seeing Omega's appearance, Tang Xingrong sighed in disappointment. Although he had known this result for a long time, he still held on to a glimmer of hope. After all, Omega was an emerald dragon, and in his eyes, his strength was second to none.

The air level rises every second.

"Master Omega, are you okay?" Bartlett rushed over with his team leader at this time, breaking the embarrassment.

"It turns out to be Master Bartlett. I'm fine. No more polite words. Let's go first. It's important to save people." Omega clasped his fists at Bartlett and turned around to leave with Li Zhenbang.

"By the way, Master Bartlett, I wonder if you know a man named Mr. Sun." Omega remembered the man in white just now and couldn't help but stop and asked.

"Sun Shao? I have no impression of this name." Bartlett thought for a while and shook his head.

"He is dressed in white and holds a folding fan. I guess he is a Templar, right?"

"He's dressed in white, holding a folding fan in his hand? You're not talking about Mr. Sun, are you?" Bartlett suddenly had an idea flash in his mind and blurted out.

"Yes! He said everyone calls him Mr. Sun." Omega nodded, looking at Bartlett, he seemed to know him.

"Oh, I misunderstood. I thought you were talking about a person named Sun Shao, but it turns out you were talking about him!" Bartlett patted his head and shook his head.

"Who is this Mr. Sun?"

"Have you met him?"

Omega briefly explained what happened just now, omitting of course the fact that he was seriously injured. It would be shameless to talk about that kind of thing.

"He was indeed a Templar of our Holy See, but he is not now!"