I seem to be an evil god

The earth-walking dragon yawned lazily, and the surrounding soil and rocks moved due to his breathing. Greenwell knew that this was the other party recovering his inner breath, and the fine sand and stones were stirring due to the surge of earth energy.

This is indeed the dragon beast, neither an illusion nor a sculpture.

Greenwell was a little confused. After looking at him for a while, the Earthly Dragon reluctantly moved its body back. Although its huge and ferocious face showed no expression at all, Greenwell still felt that the other party was very unwilling. .

The Earth-walking Dragon slowly took a few steps back, shortening the distance from Greenwell to about twenty meters. Once here, he was unwilling to take another step. The huge dragon's face was twisted and wrinkled together. Greenwell I seemed to see it venting its dissatisfaction and feeling very aggrieved.

Although he didn't know why he could see so many expressions on the other person's twisted face, Greenwell decided to stay away from this weird dragon beast. Even if there was a new master-level enemy in the distance, he was not willing to interact with this seemingly brainless enemy. Sick dragons stay together.

Didn’t the animal trainer just escape?

Greenwell frowned and looked at the Earthly Dragon. At this time, the Earthly Dragon had been labeled by him as mentally ill. It is said that alien beasts tend to go crazy when abandoned by their owners. Greenwell was not prepared to fight with this abnormal mind. guys get into a fight.

But this may be a breakthrough point. If I find a way to transfer the target of the dragon beast to the newcomer, I can...

Thinking of this, Greenwell smiled sinisterly. He recalled the spells he had learned to see if any of them could be put to use.

I should find a spell that can attract the attention of the dragon beast, but will not provoke the newcomers, so that I can watch the show on the side.

Greenwell thought insidiously, his smart brain working rapidly, and he quickly selected a spell that had been dusted for a long time.

At this time, a black wooden staff as tall as a person was placed at his feet, and the newcomer's eyes had been staring at this staff. Greenwell knew that he could not borrow the staff to cast spells. Once he made a move, the new master would Level must attack directly.

Fortunately, I was prepared. Greenwell secretly took out a small staff from his robe, the same one he had just pretended to use to threaten Naza with a deadly weapon.

Interfering clouds, go!

A bit of dark green light suddenly shot out from a distance. The angle of the shot was just passing by the new master's shoulder, and finally hit the dragon beast.

This light was released by Greenwell. Of course, it was not a real attack. It just used the principle of refraction to create an illusion. The spell itself was only at the second level, but without extremely high mental power, it was impossible to detect the problem.

Since the opponent is a bloodline professional, his mental strength is definitely not high. When he comes over "safely", be prepared to face a crazy dragon beast.

Greenwell carefully controlled the spell to prevent the green light from being seen by the strong men in the distance. At the same time, he secretly cast a spell to hit the back of the dragon, stimulated the dragon beast with pain, and then directed its combat target to the phantom attack. The direction of the shot.

Just when Greenwell adjusted the angle of the light to create an illusion, the unhurried strong man in the distance suddenly sprinted, and a big gray-black hand blocked the ground dragon before the phantom attack came. Greenwell created The illusion cast a ray of light on his palm, and then disappeared without a trace.

"My master has told you to stay away, why are you so lazy? If I hadn't taken action, you would have been in trouble if the light just hit you."

The newly-appeared Iron Master whispered at the dragon beast. His actions made Greenwell's eyes pop out. You must know that it was a mad dragon beast that had lost its master. How could the other party dare to have such close contact?

The Earthly Dragon moved dissatisfied, its huge face full of impatience and grievance. The attack just now clearly hit it, but the old Viscount actually said that he stopped it. It was really shameless.

Di Xinglong slowly moved behind the old Viscount. During this process, the old Viscount kept a cold face. Di Xinglong felt even more aggrieved when he saw this, but thinking of Liu Dao's order, he still had to circle around the old Viscount.

Next to him, Greenwell was completely speechless. The manic dragon beast in his mind not only did not go crazy and rioted, but also circled around the newcomers with a tamed look, just like another timid guy.

It's true that every master has a different species. How did such a timid guy rise to the master level?

Greenwell was secretly annoyed. If he had known that this dragon beast was a timid breed, he would have gone up to conquer it directly, and he would not have made it easier for the outsider who was attracted by him.

Greenwell was filled with regret, but he still smiled at the old Viscount.

"Hello, new friend, regarding the allocation of this cemetery, I want to..."

Greenwell's words suddenly stopped. He suddenly felt two brand new breaths appear, and each breath seemed to have reached the master level, which made his face lose color instantly.

Greenwell twisted his body tremblingly. A strong female figure with blue hair was walking towards the front left. Her blue hair contained a strange vitality. Greenwell seemed to see strange long snakes. , and these long snakes were roaring hoarsely at him.

Another master…

Greenwell thought bitterly that the opponent must have just entered the master level and was not able to control the domain power well, which was why he caused the illusion he just saw.

But the new master is also a master. Although he has been in this realm for eight years, the path to the intermediate master level has never been opened to him, otherwise he would not have thought of robbing the Demon Hunter Guild's combatant cemetery.

Once there is no rank gap between masters, there is not much difference in the fighting ability between a new master and an experienced master. In Greenwell's current state, it is very likely that he will not be able to defeat the blue-haired woman who is a new master.

Greenwell slowly twisted his body, and the third aura he sensed came into view. It was a monster that did not look like a human being, and streaks of blood swirled around him like ribbons. Greenwell relaxed when he saw this. Take a breath.

The newly arrived old Viscount and Vivian are both normal people. Although they don't look like normal people on the outside, they can be sure that their alignments are either neutral or lawful. They can't get along with him, a half-human, half-demon necromancer. Go together.

Pather looked much more pleasing to the eye. He seemed to be a bloodthirsty one, and he was basically in the same camp as Greenwell, the necromancer.

Thinking of this, Greenwell quietly changed his position and stood on Pather's side very naturally. This small move may seem useless, but it can have a certain impact on people's subconscious and unknowingly increase the favorability of strangers. .

"Friends, I don't need to explain why we are meeting here. This cemetery belongs to the Witcher Guild after all. I think we should hurry up. After all, no one knows when those crazy dogs will jump out. .”

Just as Greenwell was about to continue speaking, the three new masters laughed together. The three of them smiled very strangely, which made Greenwell's scalp numb, as if something bad had happened.

"Yeah, we shouldn't waste time."