DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 490: Intense Dueling Without Using Both Hands!
"Human? The dragon? Why did such a strange combination appear in the Underworld?"
The hellhound did not understand. His shrinking brain made him unable to think too much. He was born a war machine and, as his master's dog, he was destined to be unable to think deeply. Looking at the scene before him, he could not understand the situation.
"Hey, man, I advise you to take care of your own affairs. Although my strength and abilities are much inferior to yours, I advise you to think carefully about the master behind me!"
"Ck ck. That puppy is pretty fierce huh?"
Joelson curled his lips and jumped down from the dragon's back. The Cerberus immediately leapt back in alarm.
This human ... does not appear to be a threat ...
But his biological instincts say that this human power cannot be measured by its appearance.
In fact, the human standing on the back of this dragon was probably stronger than the giant dragon on the ground.
"How dare an impolite lowly being be disrespectful to Dad. Dad, do you need me to destroy this lowly creature?"
“No, no, no, Hades, you can't rush. In the end, the arrogant clown in front of you is just a clown. You have to remember, after all, that clown is just a funny character.the information we want."
"I learned from you, Dad."
Hades nodded respectfully.
"Little Dog, who's your master?"
With his hands behind his back, Joelson approached the hellhound without a threat.
"Hehe, I'm afraid to scare you into who my master is. Are you sure you want to hear it?"
"Oh, of course, my little dog. If I have time, I'd like to visit your master."
Joelson said with a smile, his expression was excellent.
"Hehe, listen carefully, weak man. My master's name is. ah ah ah ah!"
Suddenly, as he said the last sentence, the cerberus suddenly roared in pain.
"I was wrong, my lord, ah ah ah!"
The soul fire on the hellhound's head was flickering and extremely unstable. It was like a weak candle in a storm that would be extinguished by a terrifying storm.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ahh!"
"F* ck ...!"
With a crack, the body of the cerberus was as if it had been blown up by a bomb. It exploded into pieces. Soul flames floated in the air, looking extremely pitiful.
Energy circulated under Joelson's feet, blowing away the remains of his bones.
"I'm sorry I embarrassed myself!"
The skeleton wearing black robes shouted from a high mountain.
"Oh ... Are you the master?"
Joelson shouted loudly.
"No no. No..."
The black-robed skeleton leaped forward and leaped down the high mountain with a leap of confidence.
“I'm not the master, and I'm not the one doing it right now. It was a contract that was on his mind. As long as the king's name is mentioned, the contract will be removed. His brain wasn't born to it. Talk to people, and it was suicide. You must be kidding."
The black-robed skeleton bowed and said respectfully.
"Oh, no, no, no, that's okay. We're not affected."
Joelson waved his hand, showing that he didn't care.
"That's great."
"I say, may I trouble this friend for a problem ..."
"Oh, please."
Seeing how polite the other party was, Joelson immediately did not want to complicate it.
"I want to trouble the three friends not to interfere in the personal affairs between our two races. Please be generous and don't interfere."
The black-robed skeleton man said respectfully.
"Hahaha, of course, of course. Then, can you tell me your master's name?"
Joelson was very generous and agreed to the other party's request very easily. However, the additional conditions immediately put the black-robed skeleton man to shame.
"This ... I'm afraid it won't work?"
The black-robed skeleton helplessly shook its head.
"Why?"
Joelson asked in confusion.
"In my head, there's a contract like the Skeleton Hellhound."
The black-robed skeleton pointed at his head with a troubled expression.
"Ah.. if that is the case, then it will not be easy to handle it..."
Joelson pretends to be depressed.
Since Joelson could not get any useful information from this group of people, the hope of getting that information was all placed on the framework that was being pursued. He couldn't let the black-robed skeleton kill the other party so easily, he still had to see if he could get something out of the mouth of the skeleton that was being chased.
However, the other party was very polite. As the saying goes, one should not hit a smiling person. He didn't want to make this guy difficult.
"How about this? Your level is also as high as a demigod. Coincidentally my level is also a demigod. I'll put my hands behind my back, and you can attack me. If I use my hand to fight or get knocked down by you, you can do whatever you want with this skeleton. But if I put my hand behind my back and dodge your hundred attacks, then you can stop chasing this skeleton. How about that?"
With a smile on his face, Joelson made a suggestion that seemed to be very profitable.
As expected, the eyes of the black-robed skeleton lit up when he heard this. He saw a happy expression on Joelson's face.
Hahaha, isn't it obvious that he wants her to win?
This guy just promised him that he would lose face, which is why he came up with a test that would almost certainly win. The black-robed skeleton instantly made a judgement of the situation.
"Well, thank you so much for this friend!"
The black-robed skeleton man bowed, his eyes filled with gratitude as he looked to the other party.
"It's over... It's over now..."
The skeleton man's heart instantly turned cold.
The meaning of Joelson is very clear. The other party was clearly not intending to help him anymore.
With his hands behind his back, he could not use his hands against someone of the same level. How should he fight?
This was a battle between experts of the lower god level. In a fight between people of such a high level, it would only take an instant for the winner to be decided. It was impossible for him to win without using both hands, and it was impossible for him to avoid even a hundred moves from the other party!
How could he possibly win? It was just that the other party did not want to directly agree to the other party's delaying tactic, giving him a way out.
"Damn it. I thought I could be saved, but in the end, I still could not escape the fate of death..."
The skeletal man sat on the ground with a plop, the soul fire in his eyes dimming.
Is that true..who is he? The other party did not need to offend an expert with the same strength as him for the sake of a nameless skeletal warrior.
Not to mention, the other party had a terrifyingly large family behind him. Offending such a terrifying strength would definitely not end well.