White Dragon Lord

After thinking for a long time, the white dragon lord didn't think of any good way, and greeted the secluded leopard beside him.

"Yuier, you are on guard."

The white dragon lord, who had shrunk in size, let the leopard stare at the enemy's movements, while he dived back into the water, picked a suitable position, and started his old job - digging holes.

Speaking of digging holes, I have to mention the hiding life of the young dragon. During that difficult time, Amos took the dragon brother and sister around.

Digging a hole was a skill that was practiced at that time in order to avoid the enemy.

It's been a long time since I practiced this skill, but Amos is not unfamiliar. On the contrary, due to the physical strength at this time, it is countless times higher than before, and the efficiency is much higher.

The white dragon lord dug a distance into the rock wall from the water, and then dug straight up until it reached a high enough position to create a large living area, and then buckled two holes in the rock wall so as to be condescending overlooking the entire island.

In order to prevent the dug up stones from being discovered, the white dragon swallowed all the stones. For the white dragon who eats gold coins as beans, the mere stones are naturally no problem.

The stone was digested cleanly by the dragon's powerful stomach acid, but the taste was really bad.

The white dragon lord smacked his tongue and swore in his heart that he would never eat stones in the future!

The cave is built.

The white dragon lord asked the leopard to hide in, and blocked the entrance of the hole with stones that were left behind.

In the next seven days, White Dragon asked Uyel to observe the enemy's intelligence, and he tried to use various means to notify Elena and others outside, but all failed.

The white dragon lord stared at the altar on the island through the small hole dug.

It seems that you must destroy the bloody altar before you can go out!

"Yuier, what useful information have you gained from your observations over the past few days?"

"Master, I guess that there is a teleportation formation in the largest room. They sacrifice a large number of prisoners every day. The place where the prisoners first came out was the large room, and then they were detained in the small room. ."

Amos nodded.

"continue.

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"I found that people deliver meals to the altar on time every day, and it is a living body that controls the bloody altar, not a treasure."

"Moreover, I also found that every three days, these demon believers will hold a meeting and collectively worship a demon statue."

The white dragon lord was very interested.

"What does this demon statue look like?"

"This devil..."

According to the description of the leopard, the lord of the white dragon recalled the information about the powerful demons in his mind and found that the master of this group of demon believers was the lord of the 132nd floor of the abyss, one of the supreme commanders of the demons on the bloody battlefield, the dark monarch— - Horatio.

Four thousand years ago, Buraxiu defeated all competitors, unified the 132nd floor of the bottomless abyss, and was recognized by the will of the abyss, becoming the new abyss lord.

Among the veteran abyss lords who have been around for tens of thousands of years, or even millions of years, Buraxiu is an out-and-out newcomer.

In the bottomless abyss where there is constant slaughter, if the new abyss lord cannot prove his strength, he will attract countless challengers, who will be pulled down from the throne of the abyss lord and replaced.

Therefore, Buraxiu urgently needs to prove that he is worthy of the title of the Abyss Lord.

It is precisely because of this that it volunteered to participate in the bloody battlefield, trying to prove its strength on the battlefield and accumulate prestige.

At the same time, it is also one of the pit lords most enthusiastic about invading Nordhill.

yes! What could convince the demons more than conquering this powerful plane where the four abyssal lords failed to invade.

Lord White Dragon retracted his thoughts and continued to ask.

"Is there any other information?"

Uyle continued.

"In the worshiping group, I saw the aboleth that the master said, four adults, two juveniles, and nothing else was found."

The white dragon lord lowered his head in thought.

In this way, there are at least four legendary-level aboleths here, plus an unknown powerhouse guarding the altar.

Now, the key to the problem is to figure out the strength of the powerhouse guarding the altar.

If it is a high-level legend, it can only be outsmarted, if not, it is best to outsmart it.

Without a high-level legend, the White Dragon Lord doesn't worry about his own safety, but he must care about Uiel.

After thinking for a while, the white dragon lord decided to lure the snake out of the hole, and acted as a bait himself, after drawing out the main force of the enemy, then let Uiel take the opportunity to destroy the bloody altar.

As soon as he said it, the white dragon lord immediately explained his plan to Uiel.

...

Beecher Arnold ignored the pleading eyes of the woman in front of him, stabbed the dagger into her heart, and blood spurted out on the altar.

Around him, his companions did the same, offerings fell on the altar, eyes gradually darkening.

Beecher Arnold watched all this indifferently.

Damn these heretics!

It's a pity that my wife and daughter are gone, otherwise I would definitely take them and throw them into the arms of the master.

Beecher Arnold thinks back to the old days.

He was originally just an ordinary farmer, with one wife and one daughter, living a hard but happy life.

It's a pity that the damned second son of the baron ruined everything for him. When he and his wife came home from the fields, they found their daughter lying in a pool of blood, with a terrible lower body.

His wife passed out on the spot, fell ill and died of depression.

Beecher Arnold went to complain about the baron's second son's atrocities, only to get the baron's second son a week of confinement, a few gold coins as compensation, and the eyes of his neighbors and friends like the plague.

Beecher Arnold, who was desperate for this world, met his guide and joined the devil's church. He knew what he believed in, but he didn't care. He only asked for the power to complete his revenge. Satisfied.

Beecher Arnold got his wish, he killed the baron's family and laughed wildly while standing over their dead bodies.

Beecher Arnold, who accepted the power of demons, unknowingly became the same person as the second son of the baron he hated, or even worse.

But who cares? !

The only thing that Beecher Arnold regretted was that he could not let his wife and daughter fall into the arms of the master together.

Putting away his thoughts, Beecher Arnold put the dagger into the sheath and walked towards the resting house.

Today's work is done!

boom!

Suddenly, the distant stone wall exploded, and a huge white monster flew out from the scattered rock fragments and smoke.

The terrifying ice-blue dragon breath was sprayed all the way and attacked the island.

A few hundred meters away, the white dragon lord came in the blink of an eye, and the surging dragon breath sprayed the crowd on the island.

The defense magic on the island was triggered, and the blood-red magic cover isolated the ice-blue dragon breath.

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