Dragon Who Controls Time

"You, you can't do this."

The thought of his soul being restrained, about to be bound and imprisoned in a crystal ball, suffering unimaginable torture and destruction, Barton's face distorted slightly.

It is so unafraid of death because it knows that after death, it will be received by the god of frost giants and can ascend to the kingdom of God.

The current result is not what it wants.

Garen smiled lightly, staring at the small pitch-black soul.

The soul of a legendary giant is quite precious magic material.

Whether it is for collection or for use, it is a thing worth rejoicing and remembering.

"Your soul and body will be my first legendary giant trophy, but it will not be the last."

After he finished speaking, he didn't look at the despairing look on Balton's soul's face. With a move of Garen's mind, the attraction of the soul cage suddenly increased several times. A green light trapping its soul sank into the crystal ball with a bang.

Reaching out his claws, the intelligent soul cage flew up and landed between Garen's fingers, spinning unhurriedly.

Inside the crystal ball, a bewildered giant soul can be seen.

Barton struggled inside and tried to break the crystal ball to escape, but the power of its soul was under this evil legendary item, and there was no possibility of it being broken.

Immediately afterwards, Garen's eyes became serious and he began to spit out a spell.

An obscure, low chant came out of his mouth.

Threads and strands of gray-white death aura grew out of the crystal ball, condensed into chains, and extended to Barton's soul.

Barton's soul tried his best to dodge, but in such a small space, after a second or two, he was caught by the ubiquitous gray-white chains.

The crystal ball lit up.

One after another spell runes floated in it, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing, and finally turned into a collar composed of runes, which was wrapped around the neck of Balton's soul.

"Slave soul!"

Garen drank in a low voice.

A lot of magic power poured into it like running water, and the soul cage lit up with a dazzling and evil brilliance.

The collar composed of runes tightened instantly, submerging into it the moment it came into contact with its skin.

At this moment, Barton's soul screamed fiercely, as if he was attacked by unparalleled pain.

It tried to struggle, but its limbs were restrained by chains and could not move.

The eyes of the soul changed drastically, and countless emotions were intertwined in it, tossing, despair, regret, unwillingness, fear... But after only two or three seconds, the change in its eyes changed. He became calm, and finally settled on a puppet-like mechanical gaze, his face expressionless.

Cannon let out a long sigh and stopped the infusion of magic power.

The crystal ball flickered slightly, and he was included in the dimensional space.

Then, Garen turned his head and looked at the corpse of the huge dark giant that had lost its vitality.

He waved his claws and cut the ice crystals trapping the corpse into a large number of pieces.

Pfft!

The huge body collapsed like a jade pillar, smashing heavily on the ground masonry of the city wall, splashing circles of dust and ashes.

Garen watched all this, staring closely at the body of the dark frost giant.

call!

A gust of strong wind blew by the side with not low temperature.

As if stimulated by this gust of wind, the fingers trembled a few times on the arm of the Dark Frost Giant, and then as time passed, the tremor quickly became violent and spread to the entire 18 meters high. tower body.

The dark frost giant's muscles trembled, and he slowly stood up in the whistling wind.

His tall body covered the wind and snow, and his face was expressionless.

"Allegiance to you, my lord."

Barton, who stood up again, knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and said to Gallen in a voice without a trace of emotion.

Garen didn't speak.

He observed the state of the dark frost giant and was amazed.

"Harris builds really good stuff."

"Even the soul of a legendary creature can be enslaved, and through the soul cage, it can control the body of the other party."

"However, its limit is to enslave one legendary soul at a time, and the souls of high-ranking creatures can probably enslave a dozen or so at a time."

Garen stroked the frosted scales on his chin, thinking in his heart.

The soul cage has been planted with a spiritual connection by him, and it is a legendary item belonging to him, so he can control Balton directly through the spiritual connection.

"This dead body is full of the power of darkness, and it can still exert a strong fighting power."

"Well, it should be able to exert 80% of its combat power when it is alive, and it is not afraid of death and pain, and it may be even higher in combination."

"Unfortunately, I won't strengthen the corpse's necromantic spell, otherwise, it may be more powerful than when it was alive."

Balton knelt silently in front of the silver dragon.

In the devastated extreme cold city, the frost giants who survived the attack of wolves and dragons saw this scene, and their eyes showed a strong despair. pull away.

At this time, Balton only possessed simple intelligence, and did not have the IQ and thinking reaction of normal legendary creatures.

Equivalent to a legendary fighting doll.

However, the slave soul in the soul cage is not a one-time thing.

With the passage of time, it will imprint the undead runes in an endless stream, slowly affecting the other party's soul, and subtly competing for control a little bit. After a certain period of time, Garen can obtain a true legendary servant.

At that time, Balton's sanity will be fully recovered, not much different from when he was alive.

The only difference is that it will wholeheartedly focus on Galleon.

"I still want to go back to the kingdom of God to file a complaint, hehe."

Kanon looked at the black giant kneeling on the ground with satisfaction.

Although he is not afraid of the giant gods who cannot come to the main material plane, but if he is targeted by the other party, there will always be some troubles. According to Barton, he is considered a loyal believer of the other party.

For believers of legendary strength, even gods should be very concerned.

But Barton's current state is still alive, not dead.

It is more difficult to say whether the giant god noticed that one of his legendary followers was suffering.

"Get up and fix your body."

He gave simple orders.

Balton stood up expressionlessly, picked up the broken arm, spliced ​​it to the shoulder, and then an evil aura lit up on his body. In the flashes of brilliance, the broken mouth of his arm grew granulation and slowly healed.

The big hole in the head that was poked by Galleon is also being repaired.

Creatures enslaved by soul cages will acquire certain characteristics of undead creatures.

Balton, a dark guard who was originally from the dark and evil camp, quickly completed the transformation and transformation of his body.

Not afraid of bloodshed, not afraid of pain, not afraid of death......