Chapter 677 Don't Try to Steal Me for the Third Time!

"The matter of the five-colored dragon is up to you. As long as you can give me enough information, money is not a problem."

"His Royal Highness, you can rest assured that we have collected information on any powerful five-colored dragons on the mainland, but some are scattered and not unified. Give me three days, and after a little bit of sorting, we can deliver it to you, no matter what you are. You can find any kind of five-colored dragon you want. According to your description, we have definitely included relevant information on the dragon you want."

Among Xenapus, a red-clothed archbishop who was full of shock, but still tried to keep calm on his face, patted his chest and assured Morea.

"Three days? Yes." Moreya nodded gracefully, and the Mian on his head shook slightly with his movements, shining with five-color aura. His twelve crowns are reeled with multicolored, each pierced with twelve multicolored spar, each spar can control all the circles on a cloud island, and he can control the entire Xenapus when he wears the crown.

"Then, Your Highness, I will retire!" The Archbishop, who was specially sent by the Church of Dawn to contact Morea, bowed slightly and left slowly with a feeling so shocked that he could not speak.

"Dragon raised from childhood to adult didn't go to find it in person, but also borrowed the power of humans." After the humans left, a discordant voice sounded.

"Why should I use a lot of strength for something that can be solved with a single point of effort?" Morea rolled her eyes, and the previously imposing king's bearing was gone.

At this time, Xenapus has come to the top of the Obisto subcontinent, and of course the first thing is to find the dragon. Morea did not use the method of locating the dragon scales to find the dragon at the beginning, but directly contacted the local Church of the Good God and asked them for information on all the five-colored dragons on this continent. Now he has developed to this point, Already qualified to trade with them, no one can easily ignore him.

"You beat up other cardinals a while ago, so how dare you ask them for help?"

"It's all in the past, and people don't mind, what are you turning over?" Seeing what the brother-in-law was going to say, Morea didn't bother to pay attention to him, then turned to look at Michaelella, "I am now I plan to go to the undead catacombs below, do you want to go?"

"Go." Michaelella responded without hesitation.

"Let's go then!"

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"At first glance, it doesn't seem to be any different from other continents." Ilvestre, who was following Migalela with a faceless face, came down from Xenapus, who was hiding in the sky. , Morea looked around curiously.

"but,

There's a big problem underground here. "Muria closed his eyes and sensed the surroundings with his mental power. After feeling that there was no abnormality, he plunged his mental power into the ground. When the mental power penetrated 100 meters, he felt a strong death energy.

With the downward extension of spiritual power, the death energy became more and more intense, and it was almost insubstantial, and it was almost impossible to dissolve. It was difficult to imagine what kind of undead will be born in the underground of this continent for such a long time.

"In the daytime, there is the suppression of the sun." Morea looked up at the golden sun in the sky. On this continent, the sun seemed to be extraordinarily bright, brighter than the sun he had seen on other continents before. There is also a very thin and weak divine power in it. Although it is thin, it is very terrifying in terms of quantity.

"But at night, after the sun sets, without the suppression of this divine power, what will this land be like, and how do ordinary people here live?"

"In the case of cities, there should be large-scale legal suppression, so there are no special circumstances. Humans living there will not be in any danger, but what about humans living in towns and villages? What should I do? Waiting to die?" Morea looked down at the land below, with some curiosity in his eyes, this continent was different from what he had seen before.

"What else can I do? It's not an old routine. It's enough to make some magical runes or holy water that have been blessed by priests. Mortals can rely on this to resist the erosion of some low-level undead. Normal life is still fine. of."

Ilvester seems to have been here before, and took the initiative to take Morea and his sister to visit the urban villages on this continent and observe the human beings living in them.

Morea found that there are many human beliefs in this continent. There are various kinds of gods of death, gods of dawn, and sun gods. There are all kinds of gods and beliefs that have the power to suppress or restrain the undead.

And no matter what god they believe in, their belief is very devout, and everyone is a standard believer, and there are not a few devout believers, which is unbelievable in other continents.

When Morea entered the city, he was able to feel the river flowing in the sky above the city, and the river of faith gathered from all directions, pouring into the central cathedral, and then the church gave back A sacred force shrouded the entire city.

Here, the power of the gods seems to only act as a kind of belief converter. For the people here, in a sense, they are also relying on themselves to protect themselves.

"Have you had enough? Let's go down to the burrow to see. The really exciting part of this continent is still underground. As you said, there are many hidden Liches below, and there are not a few demigods."

"Demigod Lich," Morea's eyes flickered slightly, "Have you heard of the Council of Necrons?"

"Of course." The siblings nodded.

"Are these inexorable dead auras under this continent related to the Council of Necrons? Are the great lich hiding in the ground also the leaders of the council?"

"The hands of the Necronomicon Council are not that big yet, and some of the great lich hidden under the continent are indeed from the Necromantic Council, but most of them do not have any power, and they all study themselves.

The Necronomicon Council can only be said to be a force formed by a group of powerful undead, and they cannot represent all the undead. "Ilvester shook his head and explained, looking quite familiar with the Necronomicon.

"So, I can still meet the members of the Necronomicon Council here?" Morea touched her chin, and the golden light flowed in her eyes.

"It may happen, but it depends on luck. There are more than one lair for these big lich. If you hang out below, you are lucky. It is not uncommon to encounter an abandoned lich castle."

"Having said so much, let's go in and have a stroll!" Morea said with great interest, and Migalela on the side was eager to try, "Where can I enter the underground cave of the dead."

"On this continent, you can find any cave that leads to the undead burrow. However, it is best to find the entrance of the sign, so that there is a map for reference. If you don't have a map, it is best not to rush in. The Catacombs of the Undead is a super labyrinth with a continent as its scope."

"Well, then I saw that there is an army stationed there. Is it the entrance of the burrow?" Morea's powerful mental power swept over, and soon found a stationed army around the city under his feet. Next to this legion, Murray found a huge grotto, and adventurers dressed in strange costumes came in and out, and Murray felt a touch of death in the adventurers who came out.

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Eerie creaking sounds sounded in the silent darkness, as if someone were stepping on a rotten template, or someone was pulling back a rusted iron door.

Deep in the dark underground, a strange steel ship emitting blue-green fluorescence was sailing slowly in the bottomless water moor, setting off waves. Through the strange fluorescence emitted by the warship itself, you can see, Among the waves raised by the ship, twisted faces flashed from time to time.

After the steel battleship has sailed past, another ship followed one after another, and it was a strange fleet sailing in the deadly silent underground sea.

"This feeling is here again." In this silent and lifeless fleet, a wave of mental fluctuations filled with annoyance suddenly sounded in the largest flagship, and the dead space where it passed. The ocean is quieter, not even the waves.

"I've already been robbed twice by the damned golden dragon father and daughter, do I have to be robbed a third time? No, I have developed such a huge undead fleet now, even if the ancient golden dragon comes, Don't even try to take a ship from me..."