The Richest Man in the DC World

The underworld is not suitable for the development of technology. Maybe there are too many metal mines, or maybe it is the free energy in the air, which makes the magnetic field here very unstable. After the signal is sent out, it cannot be effectively transmitted, and it is either blocked or interfered.

Luke had to move around, looking for a steady source of signal.

By the time he arrived at the battlefield, the battle had been over for quite a while.

Bones were scattered all over the pitted ground, and a great battle seemed to be taking place around it. What was strange was that there was no smell of blood in the air, and there was no flesh and blood on the ground, only thousands of dried bones.

The black mist lingered in the sky, condensed but not scattered, exuding a strange and cold atmosphere.

Luke frowned slightly, and hurried to Diana, all three of them passed out, and Akorn, who was staring blankly, was beside him.

The AI ​​recounted the incident in detail, and when he learned that the guy with a broken leg and hand was the culprit of all this, Luke glanced at him with unusually cold eyes, and the latter froze, pleading instinctively

"Please, let me go, I know I was wrong."

"I will do whatever you ask me to do. I will never dare again."

Luke didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked up to Clark. As soon as his fingers touched the skin, he felt a rotten and cold feeling.

"curse?"

Looking up at the sky, the black mist seemed to be the source of the curse. They robbed the strength of the three of them, made them tired and even fell into a coma.

"I want to see how strong you are."

Luke snorted coldly, jumped up, came to the sky, raised his hand, and the green flame surged out, turning into three evil dragons and rushing into the black mist.

There was a scream in the fog, and the fog surged, constantly fighting against Lvyan, the air crackled, and the two forces wrestled together, but Lvyan could not gain the upper hand.

Luke frowned slightly, and increased the flame output. The three dragons became twenty-four, and then one hundred and eight. The green flames covered the sky, turning the surroundings into a burning green sea of ​​fire.

The soul-burning sting made Akorn's scalp tingle. At this moment, he realized how lucky he was. If this guy had been there before, the battle would never have lasted so long.

Although the black mist is powerful, it is still water without a source. Under the bombardment of green flames, it melts little by little, and finally disappears.

After solving the black mist, Luke returned to Clark, reached out and touched the opponent's heart,

"Don't touch him.

"

Acorn said nervously, "You will be cursed."

Luke gave him a cold look. The three of them might be entangled by the curse, but he wouldn't. He is a soul body, without flesh and blood. With the protection of green flames, this curse is useless at all.

The black mist overflowed from his heart and penetrated into Luke's body. Large black spots appeared on the surface of the skin, densely packed, and looked extremely scary.

Luke ignored it, and continued to swallow the black mist in Clark's body. He didn't stop until he was almost absorbed. He walked up to Ron and Diana, and sucked the black mist out of their bodies.

At this time, he has become a "black" person, and the black mist moves in the soul body, devouring, plundering, and doing everything possible to destroy it.

Luke closed his eyes, and the green flames all over his body were steaming, destroying these disgusting things bit by bit.

After the black mist disappeared, the three of them woke up quickly. Their tired bodies couldn't squeeze any strength, but fortunately there was no pain.

"Luke!"

"Don't bother him."

Ron breathed a sigh of relief, "He should be able to handle it."

Diana was silent. Thinking of all the things before, she was afraid for a while. The underworld is too weird, and it actually has such an indefensible power.

curse!

Clenching his right fist, he gave Akorn a hard look. The latter shrank his neck, his eyes were shocked and dazed. That was a curse that even the gods could not resist! The three of them were revived like this.

What is their origin!

On the other side, it took a full ten minutes for Luke to clear the black mist and return to his normal form.

Diana asked concerned, "How is it? Are there any sequelae?"

Luke shook his head, "It's all right, how about you?"

"Very tired and weak."

"So are we."

Luke brought over the carefully crafted armor and cloak, "Put this on first, we're going to stay here for a while."

The curse not only acts on the body, but also causes trauma to the soul, which is not so easy to recover from.

The four left the battlefield and found a remote place to settle down.

At the same time, news of the defeat also spread to the top of Dragon Castle. The great dragon of the underworld spread its wings and occupied the entire sky. Its anger was like an erupting volcano, giving people a great sense of oppression.

"Incompetent Akorn, trash!"

"Where is he?"

The visitor said anxiously, "The city lord... he seems to be dead."

The anger subsided a little.

Those who died in battle should receive the most basic respect, otherwise, no one would die for it. Although Avogadro was violent, he knew this very well.

"What about the rest?"

"They all died, and no one survived."

"More than 5,000 soldiers, as well as the half-dragon guards, will be gone so soon."

The guard who reported the letter was prostrate on the ground, not daring to say a word.

Avogadro was so angry that he opened his mouth and swallowed him,

"Come on!"

Bei Luo, the deputy captain of the half-dragon guard, walked in quickly, roaring sharply,

"Your Majesty, I beg you to launch a war. For the sake of Longbao and your majesty, arrest them and cut them to death."

Avogadro lowered his huge mountain-like head and stared at him coldly. The latter was tense and flushed like a wild beast.

After a while, Avogadro looked away,

"Catch them, and you will be the next city lord."

"You will not be disappointed, Your Majesty, I promise."

Bei Luo turned around and walked away, his steps were firm and powerful, exuding a fearless might, never thinking that the moment he left the top of the mountain, he would kneel on the ground with a plop.

The people next to him hurriedly helped him, but his head was cut off by a sword.

Bei Luo, covered in blood, walked down step by step, and he was paralyzed when he returned to the residence.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, and his eyes couldn't hide the fear.

He knew that he was doomed. More than 5,000 soldiers, including the half-dragon guards, were the top military force of Longbao, but they were slaughtered within half an hour. In other words, the strength of the two sides was not at the same level at all.

Those four people are likely to be gods, even at the same level as the dragon of the underworld.

Only the strong can fight against the strong, and the weak will die if they rush forward. He has just passed the maturity stage and has hundreds of years of life span, so he doesn't want to die like this.

What can I do if I don't die?

I dare not disobey His Majesty's order, and the other side is a place of death, it is really embarrassing.

After thinking about it, Bello became ruthless, and used the power bestowed by Avogadro to gather all the fighters of Dragon Castle, tens of thousands of people. Under his call, they took up weapons and attacked the endless plain.

In order to survive, he can only take extreme measures.

If you want to die, everyone will die together!