Chapter 699 Another Crazy One

"My candidacy for the head of the Necromantic Council has not been cancelled yet!" Barbossa snorted angrily. After thinking for a while, he decided to make good use of his current status. The news of his bad luck has not yet spread.

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"Barbossa, what are you calling us to do?"

In the cracks of the broken space, the death energy surged like a tide, and one of the giant dragons with crystal clear bones loomed in it. This was a real lich, a dragon lich that had fallen from a giant dragon to an undead.

"Do you have anything special?" Lu Yingying's ghost fire surrounds a giant beast whose shape cannot be seen clearly, and the burning space makes a crackling sound. It doesn't think that Barbossa will find anything good for them. You must know that they are now But competitors.

The current President of the Council is about to abdicate and intends to go to the void to achieve the epic, and the new President of the Council will be elected, and the contenders are among them.

The body is like a materialized Wraith Emperor looking around, he sees one after another powerful undead with legendary peaks, all of which are candidates for the next president of the parliament.

"I want to launch the undead natural disaster, the real undead natural disaster, not the playful nature of the ninth-order spell." After contacting all the members of the undead council that he could contact, Barbossa said in a flat tone that he invited them Reason for coming.

The current situation on the mainland is too stable, and the stable situation is very unfriendly to a guy like him who wants to do something in troubled waters, so he intends to mess up the situation on the entire continent, and there will be few people who can take care of him at that time. , when the undead natural disaster is launched, he can do whatever he wants.

"What are you doing, Barbossa, the real undead natural disaster is still two hundred years away from launching."

The undead natural disaster on Obistos continent is different from the natural disaster caused by the Necromancy Council. It is a natural eruption formed after the dead energy accumulated at the bottom of the continent reaches a certain level, just like a volcano with periodic eruption rules.

In the metaphor of Obisto subcontinent, it is a dead gas volcano. All human beings live on the crater. However, dead gas eruptions are not as violent as lava. Ordinary humans rely on the protection of the strong and the protection of the gods. There is still a chance of surviving. Of course, this is a real natural disaster created by nature. The probability of ordinary humans surviving is still too low.

"Then I will launch this natural disaster two hundred years earlier," Barbossa said decisively. "We can unite and use our own strength to stimulate the dead energy accumulated in the ground, so that the natural disaster can break out earlier."

"Crazy!" Hearing Barbossa's request, the dracolich scolded, turned around and prepared to leave. This was purely a thankless task.

If you really do such a thing, you are doing it against the forces that live on Obisto. There is no shortage of trouble, and you are just fed up.

"If you help me, I swear here to withdraw from this competition for the president of the council." Seeing that the undead were all ready to leave, Barbossa threw out the cards he prepared. Anyway, he was disturbed by Morea. There's basically no hope, but these guys don't know!

As soon as the voice of the soul came out, those undead who were about to leave stopped, turned their heads one after another, and looked at Barbossa in disbelief.

"There was something wrong with the experiment? So crazy."

"After living for tens of thousands of years, has this guy finally played himself crazy?"

"What happened to this?"

All the undead feel that there is something wrong with Barbossa's brain. In the current form of the Necronomicon Council, Barbossa is very likely to become the next Speaker, and there are few existences who can compete with him.

But what did they hear? The most powerful contender for the next Necromantic Council president actually said that he would give up his right to compete. Isn't that crazy? Who doesn't know how much resources can be mobilized as the president of the parliament? As long as you become the president of the council, the chance of becoming an epic can be increased by 20%.

"Barbossa, what you said is true, didn't you come to fool us?"

"Do you think I look like I'm joking?" Barbossa asked unceremoniously. They were all scumbags who had been treated by him, but when they joined forces, they could beat themselves up.

"What have you been through? Barbossa, you are so angry, willing to pay such a high price, and to launch a natural disaster of the dead to retaliate." The body was covered in withered bandages, and countless mummies lingered in death to look at Ba Bossa, "Could it be that those gods of death have calculated on you?"

"It has nothing to do with you, just say whether you are willing to help me launch this undead natural disaster in advance." The voice of the soul emanating from Barbossa is extremely cold, and the killing intent in it, no matter which undead it is. Feel it, "If you agree, I will make an oath now."

"Agree, of course I agree. There are so many colleagues here. If something goes wrong, everyone will carry it together. What are you afraid of?" The undead natural disaster caused by qi is a carnival feast for the undead. In the midst of death qi, they can wantonly slaughter living things and devour living souls.

"Very well, you swear first!"

"Why didn't you swear first?" The dracolich asked playfully.

"Hmph, I swear first, you go back on it, you guys unite, I can't help you. And with so many of you together, are you afraid that I will go back on it?" Barbossa asked.

"That's true, so let's all swear together? Whoever dares to cheat, don't blame me for being rude."

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"His Royal Highness, this is your dragon." A red-clothed archbishop respectfully reported in the discussion hall of the Wind King Castle.

A few months ago, Morea came to the Obisto subcontinent, and once entrusted the Church of Good God to help him find the five-colored dragon, and these gods believers also did their best to help Morea collect information.

But when they sorted out the information of the five-colored dragon and sent it to Xenapus, it happened that Morea was running rampant in the undead burrow with two blazing gods.

However, this did not delay the search for dragons. After all, Morea was not the only one who knew the lost dragons. Cynthia and Jessica quickly identified which of their lost companions from the picture books sent by the priests.

Therefore, there is no need for Xenapus to send people, just to have a good relationship with Morea, these Church of the Good God spontaneously formed a team to capture the six exiled dragons alive, and then send them to Moreya before.

Because these six dragons are not people who eat and wait to die. In the past half a century, these six dragons have developed a lot of power together. Therefore, it took some time for the local Church of the Good God to dispatch its forces, and then proceeded again. After several large-scale wars, the forces they developed were defeated, and then they were brought up to Xenapus, which is the scene that Morea is seeing now.

The six pitiful five-colored dragons were tightly bound by chains. Originally, these six guys were still frightened, thinking that this group of humans suddenly attacked them and wanted to do something with them. With a pleasing smile, they became excited after entering Xenapus, because they saw a lot of cooked dragons, and after seeing Morea, these guys went crazy, and their backers came.

After experiencing hardships in the world, they only know what the Golden Dragon and Titan mean? This is a thigh that is hard to find in the world, and it is a super backer. Didn't you see that these priests with upturned eyes looked at them differently?

"Muria, you want to avenge me, this group of humans beat us so badly!" Seeing that Muria turned his attention to them, the leading little black dragon shouted loudly.

To be honest, he is very resentful to these humans. All the forces it has built up and accumulated have been wiped out by these humans. Decades of hard work have been burnt to the ground. No one can be at peace with anyone else!