Quadruple split

Game time PM21:27

Deep in the Dragon Tomb, the unnamed tomb

"Thank you, Mr. Sparrow."

Mo glanced at the livid Dracolich beside him and said softly in an unquestionable tone: "Next, please let the two of us talk alone."

The latter took a deep look at the elusive young man in front of him and said solemnly: "You will fulfill your promise, right?"

Mo chuckled lightly and did not answer the other party's question directly. He simply said: "You are still alive now, aren't you?"

"I'll wait outside."

After a brief silence, Spyro sighed deeply: "I wish you the best, young man."

After saying that, he disappeared from the place with a burst of twisted silver light.

For a moment, only Mo was left in the tomb, which was not even as big as the living room of Mo Tan's rental apartment.

Of course, it is said to be a tomb, and this small space is naturally not enough to accommodate the corpse of an adult dragon. In fact, there is only a heavily weathered stone tablet with the name [Bosh Gallon] scrawled on it. , and then there was nothing.

Bare black walls on all sides, a cheap magic crystal for lighting, and a stone tablet that has been eroded by time and cannot be seen as it is, are all that this tomb chamber has.

"Don't you think this resting place is a little too plain?"

After a while, Mo walked slowly to the square stone tablet in the center of the room, looked at the four words [Bosh Gallon] on it with a half-smile, and said word by word: "The greatest king in the history of the Dragon Clan. "

The magic crystal used for lighting on the wall swayed slightly, followed by a long silence.

"First of all, I have to correct two points in your sentence."

A middle-aged man with long dark blond hair and an elegant appearance appeared behind Mo at some point, and said with a smile in his frivolous and magnetic voice: "First, I am not the greatest king in the history of the Dragon Clan. Second, , no matter whether this small tomb is plain enough, it is destined not to be my resting place, because I have never rested for even a minute."

Mo turned his head, looked at the face in front of him who had met 'me' several times a few months ago, and smiled: "Is it just 'first'?"

"The second thing is..."

Bosh Garon, who was wearing a gorgeous and complicated dress and looked like a great nobleman, also laughed: "I am not Spyro Davian. Those words of yours seem very tempting at first glance. , it won’t have the slightest effect on me.”

Mo didn't seem surprised, he just raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "So..."

"So, I don't agree with this deal, young man."

The last dragon king shrugged his shoulders, drank a glass of ice-blue wine that suddenly appeared in his hand, and said with a hearty smile: "I don't know what role you play outside, after all, this place has been separated from the world. It’s been too long, but I can feel what kind of malice you have towards the world. In other words, your existence itself is a kind of malice towards the world. If you stand behind you, the Dragon Clan will one day be nailed to shame. On the pillar, you will become a sinner who will never be able to stand up again. Do you want some?"

"Thanks."

Mo reached out and took the ice-blue wine from Bosh, and said with a chuckle: "You are worrying too much, Your Majesty Bosh. With the current social structure of the Dragon Clan in name only, only those who will be nailed to the pillar of shame in the end will It’s just you remnant souls, not the entire dragon clan.”

Bosh laughed dumbly and asked curiously: "What's the difference? You know, except for the gatekeeper who has been eroded by negative energy to the depths of his soul and has long lost his normal judgment, everyone has the same consciousness as me. None of your compatriots will choose to cooperate with you, and the vast majority of those with weak minds have already perished in the long years."

"It seems you have discovered the 'influence' I exerted on Mr. Sparrow."

Mo and Bosh clinked their glasses and took a sip of the rich fruity wine: "Good stuff."

"It's just for quenching cravings. The advantage is that it doesn't drain the kidneys or cause headaches. The disadvantage is that every cup will burn off about twenty years of my life."

The handsome and elegant last Dragon King raised his chin towards the drink in Mo Tan's hand, and then said with some lack of interest: "As for your little tricks to influence Sparrow, I have indeed discovered them, but even if you just use them simply Use words to convince him. The old man whose mental condition has become worse than before in recent hundreds of years may also be convinced by you, but I am different, young man. My mind is stronger than Sparrow Davian. many."

"It doesn't matter, after all, he has played his due value."

Mo turned his head nonchalantly and glanced at the place where Sparrow disappeared. He drank up the cup of drink in his hand that Bosh called the 'missing body', folded his arms and leaned against the cold stone wall: "Then take me Take it to this place.”

Bosh Galon widened his eyes exaggeratedly: "Wow, is your sense of direction too bad?"

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"Haha, just kidding."

The last dragon king laughed and waved his hand: "To put it simply, Spyro's attitude is of no importance to you. I, the dragon you named to see, is the important point."

"You can say that."

Mo casually threw away the crystal clear goblet, and while watching the latter disappear into the air as if it were dissolving, he said casually: "So, I still hope that I can convince you through peaceful means."

Bosh sneered, poured the last few drops of Missing Body Wine into his mouth, and then followed Mo's example and threw away the cup in his hand, grinning arrogantly: "You can try it, arrogant young man, maybe I have lost most of my soul power and cannot defeat you, but even so, you will never let me... Damn it, what are you doing!"

"I want to test whether your remaining soul is as firm as you say."

Mo replied calmly. At some point, a group of objects appeared in the sky above his right hand. The visual effect was extremely close to "darkness", but it was more hollow than "darkness" in the conventional sense.

Bosh didn't know what it was. After all, in his knowledge, there was no 'power' that would appear in this form that would even be rejected by basic laws, because even the space system would be under its influence. An existence that is constantly collapsing cannot be controlled at all.

But the empty 'darkness' in Mo's hand subverted Bosh's cognition, making the last Dragon King, who had lived with ease since birth, feel a rare sense of fear.

Very few people know that Bosh Galon’s extensive knowledge of all kinds of knowledge is second only to his accomplishments in the field of picking up girls. Even the high-level observer in Tianzhu Mountain, known as the Narrator, is very interested in it. Watch with admiration.

This is a giant dragon that has taken full advantage of the immortal species and lived too full a life. Even if there is only a trace of his soul left, Bosh can still talk to William Bohe about how to do business and repair. ·Bracen talks about layout planning, studies human body alchemy with Luna, discusses stick techniques with Xia Lian Zhuye, and even gives Lu Wei a hand in engineering after quickly reading the drawings. , is definitely an all-rounder without a doubt!

As for the power system, Bosh, who had a fight with his childhood friend just after turning a thousand years old, the genius among dragon geniuses, the contemporary Dragon King Favna, and even slept with her, knew a lot about it, leaving aside the dragon clan. Not to mention his own combat talents and dragon language magic, his attainments in elemental magic alone are not even lower than those of Farah Ossis during his lifetime. In terms of combat, he is proficient in all departments. If you put it on a player, he must be at least ten 50 A legendary level career base!

It is precisely because of this that Bosh was so shocked after subconsciously analyzing the strange existence in Mo's hand and analyzing a loneliness.

This is a common problem among knowledgeable people. The more things you know, the stronger your fear of the unknown will be...

"This is a very interesting power, Your Majesty Bosh."

Mo Wan'er smiled and said calmly: "You can understand it as a power based on a certain source. In terms of nature, it may be conceptually similar to negative energy, but it is only somewhat similar. It has many uses. From It can do everything from the most basic destruction to the complete erosion of the soul of a giant dragon in a short period of time."

"erosion?"

Bosh took half a step back vigilantly. Although this action had no effect on the spirit body, he still subconsciously distanced himself from Mo, or in other words, distanced himself from the strange existence on Mo's hand. distance.

"Yes, erosion."

Mo Tan nodded slightly and explained concisely: "After all, this kind of power that I define as 'sin' does not have any positive meaning, and the word 'pollution' seems a bit exaggerated, so it is still erosion and assimilation." It’s relatively appropriate.”

Bosh didn't speak, but stared gloomily at the ball of power interpreted as 'sin' in Mo Tan's hand.

The reason why he was silent and his face was gloomy was because although Bosh didn't have enough reasons, he still felt that what the guy in front of him said was true.

"I'm not a person who likes to waste time on negotiations, so you have a total of two options now, Your Majesty Bosh."

Mo casually dismissed the 'Sin Original Body' in his hand, walked slowly to Bosh, and said calmly: "The first way is to stick to your... or the dignity and pride of the Dragon Clan to the end, and disobey my decision. , and then washed away for a period of time by the 'distortion' that was dozens of times larger than the original Sin Original, and finally turned into some kind of loyal and strange existence, becoming a tool that can be considered useful for the time being."

Bosh laughed dryly and said with twitching corners of his mouth: "What about the second way?"

"The second way is much easier. First, I will use the power of 'sin' to repair your soul, instead of directly assimilating the relatively rough original body of sin with you."

Mo's expression was calm and indifferent, he smiled and said slowly: "In this process, I will control the proportion of those superfluous things to a level that is just enough to fill you up to your peak state, without directly transforming you into another kind of state." The degree of existence, in other words, that although you still have to be baptized, as long as your will is strong enough, you can retain your mind after it is all over.”

Bosh, who is also quite accomplished in the field of soul science, frowned, and after a long time, he asked sharply and in a deep voice: "What do you mean? Even if I cooperate with you, is it still possible that I will become a madman after everything is over?"

"You are right. Although I do have safer technology in my hands, it cannot be applied to you, Your Majesty Bosh. After all, most of your soul has been wiped out over the long years, and a lot of strength has been separated. The heterodimensional structure that maintains this Dragon Tomb is already very incomplete."

Mo Tan nodded slightly and explained concisely: "If you want to completely repair your soul, you can only use the power of 'sin' to fill it, and this process can be said to be very uncontrollable. At least you reveal a little bit." Any flaw will directly distort the essence and lose oneself."

Bosh narrowed his eyes and suggested: "Then, what if I stay as I am now? Even if I am not a complete soul, I still..."

"Don't be clever, Your Majesty."

Mo interrupted Bosh lightly, and Gujing said calmly: "Although what I need is indeed the existence named 'Bosh Galon', you with an incomplete soul are worthless to me, and I There is no way I would allow you to stay with me without 'additional insurance'."

Bosh sighed, but did not show any obvious disappointment. He just took a sip of the golden body drink with some frustration and said helplessly: "So you are really greedy for my body, young man..."

"If I guess correctly, your body should be 'mounted' outside the space we are in now, sleeping in an independent alien plane."

Mo turned around and looked at the wall beside him, as if looking at a place that did not exist in front of him, and said softly: "If you want to return to your own body, you must ensure that you have a relative Complete soul, and through some special means to re-activate the body riddled with holes."

"Do you want me to become a bone dragon? A ghost dragon? Or a corpse dragon?"

Bosh drank all the wine in the glass, turned to Mo Zhengse and said: "Although I don't mind being transformed into an undead creature, or...I am an undead creature now, but you have to know, even if we souls The remaining dragons have become undead, and their strength will never exceed 60% of what they were in life."

"Although that is not something you need to consider, I can tell you right now that I have no intention of turning you and your tribe into the undead."

Mo replied casually, and after a long silence, he turned to Bosh, who had a gloomy expression, and chuckled: "If you are willing to cooperate, as a reward, I can let Ms. Favna go and let her continue to enjoy it. Sleep peacefully.”

"Varied……"

"I can also tell you about that dragon egg...heh, it should be a young dragon now. Yes, it is the whereabouts of your dragon heir."

"..."

Chapter 894: End