DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 356: The Meeting of the Observers
The dragon soul seemed to have sensed Fenrir's change and a strong fight would rise from the ghosts.
Fenrir and the dragon soul attacked each other at the same time.
Bang out!
A loud sound rang out.
The two dragons collided in an instant, grappling each other. Sharp claws, sharp fangs, all their attacking methods were used.
The slaughter dragons did not hold on, they just attacked.
The two dragons were the same.
After digesting the law energy accumulated in their bodies, Fenrir and the ghost power of the dragon soul were about the same.
After a long fight, Fenrir and the dragon soul ghost were both severely injured.
Fresh blood splattered and the ghost dispersed.
The two dragons each attacked their strongest attack, their sharp claws piercing towards the opponent's neck.
Pfft!
Following the sound of piercing sharp claws, the outcome of this battle was decided.
In the end, Fenrir obtained a battle victory with a slight advantage.
In a bit more, the sharp claws of the dragon soul phantom would pierce through his neck.
"Rubber!"
Fenrir raised his huge head and let out a carefree roar, as if it was expressing his respect towards the ancient dragon soul of the slaughtering giant dragon.
Seeing this, Joelson heaved a sigh of relief. He immediately flew into the field, took a large number of farm crops and fed them to Fenrir.
Not long after, under the influence of farm crops, the wounds on Fenrir's body were healed.
Fenrir stuck out his large tongue, which was filled with sharp thorns, and licked Joelson's face. His eyes showed an expression of anticipation.
Joelson felt the friction. He stroked Fenrir's large head as a form of praise for Fenrir.
"Rubber!"
Fenrir let out a low and proud roar.
Joelson looked at Fenrir. During the battle, Fenrir had absorbed the accumulated power of the slaughter laws within his body, but he was still not a demigod.
He doesn't feel weird. After Du Lu, the steel dragon, and Lightning achieved victory in the fifteenth duel, they did not instantly become demigods.
Instead, they had experienced a fierce battle with a demigod in the secret land. They had fused with the dragon soul at the border of life and death before finally changing and advancing.
Perhaps it was because Fenrir had to experience the trials of life and death before being able to receive the blessings of the Ancient Dragon God.
Joelson raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something.
Perhaps the next battle will be handed over to Fenrir.
To help him change!
"Fenrir, in a few days at most, you will fight. Get ready!"
Joelson looked at Fenrir and said seriously.
"Rubber!"
Fenrir did not feel afraid at all. Instead, he let out an excited and high-pitched roar.
A gigantic slaughter dragon had been born precisely for the sake of slaughter and battle.
Joelson's face was calm. He said to himself, "It's time to start."
...
Slaughter Land. In a certain palace.
A mid-level half-god kneeled on one knee toward the man on the throne. He said with great respect,
"Lord Pickel, recently, Terance and the others have been spreading new news. They say that the winner will not be welcomed with freedom but will instead be killed by the Watchers."
Without receiving a response from the man, the demigod raised his head slightly, glancing at the man.
As soon as he lifted his head, the man's gaze also turned around, carrying an extremely imposing aura.
The demigod's heart stiffened and he immediately lowered his head, feeling the lingering fear.
This was one of the most powerful experts in the ownerless city. Some time ago, he had recruited her, and if she accidentally made him angry ...
Then his enemies will be the first to rush forward and tear him apart.
During this period of time, relying on his title as the most powerful expert, he was extremely confident in offending quite a few people in the Land of Slaughter.
Thinking of this, the demigod lowered his head even more, respectfully, he asked, "Lord Pickel, Terance, and others have released news that Joelson has returned to help everyone escape the Land of Massacre. If he really has a way to go, should we join them?"
"Why should we go?"
When the demigod heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then continued:
"If the message they send is true, then regardless of whether we become the last ten thousand losers or the first hundred winners, we will all die. In that case, won't we be forever imprisoned in the Land of Massacre until we are killed?"
"Hmmm!"
The demigod heard a cold snort. He subconsciously raised his head to glance at her, and then his entire body began to tremble.
A cold expression appeared on Pickel's face as he stared at him viciously.
"Without the Land of Slaughter, how could your fleas rise so quickly? Not only are you not grateful, you even want to run away."
As he spoke, Pickel's face suddenly started to 'melted', then turned into someone else's face.
Handsome and cold face.
If Joelson were here, he would be able to recognize him.
This supreme expert was none other than.
It's Barnard!
Seeing the strange sight before him, the demigod became frightened. He hurriedly said, "Right! My lord's right! We must live in the Land of Massacre!"
Barnard stared at the demigod, the law of slaughter emanating from his palm.
He said coldly, "Haha, it's too late now."
"Aah!"
A pitiful scream sounded before the palace fell silent.
"You lucky trash can be Lord Barnard's food. You really want to escape!"
"Hmmm!"
Barnard gave a cold snort, then said:
"Cursed man, you dare to go back? This time, you won't have a chance to escape!"
Barnard looked towards the golden black sun.
The next second, his figure disappeared from his place.
Not long after, Barnard appeared in the golden black sunlight.
Guards who had surrounded Joelson with Barnard also appeared.
Looking at Barnard's appearance, he asked with a puzzled expression, "Barnard? Why don't you stay in the Slaughter Land to monitor those lowly insects and come here?"
"Could it be that you want to betray Master again and run away?"
Barnard was not angry when he heard such ridicule. Instead, his expression was serious.
He said, "Did you still remember the god who ran away earlier?"
The monitor was stunned for a moment. "Joelson?"
Barnard nodded and said, "Yes, here we go."
"Why are you calling this fucking guy? If Master returns after letting someone escape, we will definitely be punished. Maybe you have thought of a solution?"
The Watcher revealed a pleasant surprised look.
They do not know where Joelson fled to, nor do they know where he fled to.
Augustellan was always cold and cruel. When he returns, he will know that someone has escaped from the killing grounds that they are both responsible for monitoring.
Then they will definitely not have a good ending!
Barnard nodded and shook his head.
The monitor asked anxiously, "What do you mean?"
Barnard looked at the monitor with a serious look.
"He's back!"