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Herot stood on the edge of the magic circle, looking at the skeleton in the quagmire.

More bubbles emerged around the skeleton, sizzling like a boiling oil pan. The bubbles burst into black smoke, and the smoke wrapped around the outside of the skeleton layer by layer.

Helot could tell that the soul eater was presiding over a multiple complex magic array. The magic array now activated the "death energy extraction array", which was to extract the death energy from the quagmire that had not been absorbed by the bone dragon. Then forcefully pour it into the bone dragon's body to accelerate the birth of the bone dragon.

It's just that this kind of cramming of energy, and so much stuffing at once, will inevitably cause "indigestion". This is why my father said that this bone dragon will be weaker than a normal bone dragon after birth.

However, now that the bone dragon's body has taken shape, the accumulated energy will not cause permanent damage to it. It will be able to grow normally after it absorbs the accumulated food energy.

Helot gained a better understanding of the application of magic by observing the magicians casting spells and constantly verifying them with his own magic knowledge.

The second magic circle opens.

Although Helot didn't know its name, based on the illuminated formations and magic circuits, he judged that it should be a spell that acted on the soul.

Suddenly a dragon roar resounded throughout the cave, and the tail of a bone dragon rose from the mire and slammed down hard. The mud splashed everywhere, but it was all bounced back into the quagmire by an invisible membrane.

The dragon roared again, and the sound was not high-pitched, but full of extreme pain.

The quagmire also stirred violently, and the pain made the bone dragon struggle hard. The mud kept splashing outward, but it was all bounced back.

Soul Fire Reshape!

Herot saw through the effect of this layer of magic circle.

As the ultimate creature in the undead camp, the Bone Dragon is bound to be unruly and will not easily surrender to another undead. If you want to surrender, in addition to using strength to make them surrender, you need to engrave who is the master in their soul fire before they are born.

After its soul fire is fixed and formed, as long as the soul fire is still burning, this mark will exist forever.

A star flew out from the magic circle and floated in front of Helot.

A contract unfolds.

Helot pointed his finger between his eyebrows and extracted a little soul energy from his soul. The soul energy turned into a quill in his hand.

Herot wrote in the contract: Herot·Bone Crusher·Old Dominator Claurend

The last letter was written, and the quill turned into light particles and scattered over the signature.

The contract was rolled up and shot like an arrow into the turbulent quagmire in the middle of the circle.

The mud that was stirred up fell down without splashing again. The quagmire returned to calm, and all the bones that were originally exposed were submerged under the mud.

The soul eater presided over the magic formation that changed again. More than a dozen black chains rose from the formation and plunged into the quagmire. The chain was stretched straight, pulled back a little, and a bone dragon's head was pulled out from the turbulent quagmire.

The blue mages who had been waiting for this moment rushed to the outer edge of the magic array with buckets of mercury in their hands, and quickly dumped the mercury from the floor drain inside into the array.

Helot didn't need to know it to guess that this was the "Dragon Beaming Silver Technique".

The mercury from the floor drain entered the formation and did not fall to the ground. Instead, it rotated with the power of the formation. During the rotation, the mercury in the floor drain rose, and as more mercury was added to the floor drain, a silvery vortex was formed above the quagmire.

The bone dragon that was bound in the quagmire struggled hard.

Helot felt a pressure on his soul.

The message from the soul eater was sent: "Use the power of your soul to suppress it and appease it. The transformation and transformation must be painful. Let it feel the presence of the master and the encouragement given by the master."

Within the magic circle, the silver vortex formed by the mercury from the floor drain began to pour into the mouth of the bone dragon.

Helot immediately found the symbiosis line of fate connected to the bone dragon in his soul.

Following that line, Herot came to a dark space.

"Master, it hurts me so much!"

A girl's voice sounded in the dark space. The voice was a little hoarse, with a vibrating sound caused by pain, and also with fear.

Helot saw a green flame burning in front of him, and the head of the flame was shaking unnaturally.

The sound came from that fire.

"Master, it hurts me so much!"

Herot walked over and asked the soul fire: "What is your name?"

"My name is Firoro, master. I hurt so much. What are they doing to me?"

Firoro's voice trembled, and the soul fire swayed violently.

Herot looked at Soul Fire and asked, "Do you want to hear a story?"

"Story? What is it?"

Helot said with a smile: "Stories... are an interesting spell. Listening to stories can relieve the pain you are suffering now."

"Okay, I'll listen to the story."

"You must listen attentively, otherwise you will miss the most exciting part." Helot sat back, and a chair appeared exactly where he sat: "A long time ago, a necromancer accidentally broke into In a strange mausoleum, the mausoleum was filled with sticky death energy, and the skeletons inside were piled up so hard to move.

Just when the necromancer didn't know where he was, a ring appeared out of thin air and fell into his hand. At the same time, a voice that reached his soul sounded in his ears.

‘Here you come, Great Old One! ’

…”

Herot tells the story of the first Old Dominator. He is the ancestor of the present-day Crowlund family and one of the twelve founding dukes of the Honor Oath Empire. Sandor Ghostfire Old Dominator Crow Lund.

The founding history of the Oath of Honor Empire is a magnificent epic, and the Undead Duke Sandor Claulund left a profound mark on it. Whenever the Duke of the Undead appears in imperial history textbooks, it is "a sea of ​​skeletons that flooded the earth, charging at the enemy's military formation..."

And "Ox, the bone dragon ridden by the Duke of the Undead, hovers over the enemy city, casting a death curse on the stubborn enemies."

While recounting the deeds of the Undead Duke, Herot couldn't help but think of an interesting incident in school... Because of the surname Claulund, he was often asked by his classmates "whether he was a descendant of the Undead Duke."

And he always answered: "I really hope to be a descendant of the Duke of the Undead, but unfortunately my Claurend has no relationship with the great Claude family."

The girl's voice brought back Helot's thoughts: "Ox is so powerful, and I will become a bone dragon as powerful as Oaks. Where is it now? I want to see him and express my admiration for him!"

Firoro was completely attracted by the powerful bone dragon in the story. Her soul fire no longer trembled violently and kept burning steadily.

Helot said regretfully: "Due to an accident, Oaks lost the source of his power and fell into a long dormancy. He was later collected by the Imperial Royal Museum. I will take you to see Oaks when I have time in the future. It is in the lobby on the first floor of the museum. Right in the middle, very strong! Very mighty!"

Ferolo said happily: "Master must take me to see Oaks."

"must!"

Helot looked at the soul fire in front of him. It was slowly changing from green to silver, exuding a metallic light.