Chapter 1117: Choice

"Traitor", these two words are absolutely intolerable in both evil and lawful legendary organizations, especially according to the harsh and brutal style of the Zhentarim, if a traitor has a chance to escape, he must He will be wanted permanently, and if he is unlucky enough to be caught on the spot... a dead end is basically inevitable.

So at this moment, when the mad knight with ferocious eyes pierced the head and flesh of the legendary white dragon with the tip of his spear and asked Seraline whether she had betrayed the Zhentarim, "Princess Winter" immediately understood the vicious "instant kill" What does "gun" mean.

Only a traitor can feel sympathy for the enemy, so now Seraline can either eat Har Jones to prove her evil determination, or die as a traitor, it's that simple.

"die…………"

Death is the most essential fear and horror deep in the soul of all normal life, and the stronger and the longer people live, the more they are afraid of death. In order to avoid death, mortals chase after legends, legends in order to avoid the risk of death By coincidence, they become an island of their own... There are many times, surviving itself is a great achievement and luck, and when this indispensable "achievement" is about to be lost, how many people can let go of the burden of their hearts and face it calmly? Woolen cloth?

Seraline-Hantooth couldn't do it, she was deeply afraid of death.

In fact, it is precisely to avoid death that she will not hesitate to lose the dignity of the dragon on the Horaka defense line and use "soul charm" to capture the heart of "the meaning of the spell", and it is precisely to avoid death that she will do her best. To fly away from the plane of Faerun, fly away from this land of right and wrong that has been caught in the flames of war.

So now it's still to avoid the attack of death...... Will she bite the "His Royal Highness" in her mouth like a real cruel and tyrannical dragon, who is lying silently on her sharp teeth and doesn't know what she is thinking? What about minced meat?

"No... I... I should... What should I do? I..."

Looking around a piece of barren land in confusion, seeing his five red-robed "companions" standing in place as if they hadn't seen anything and continuing to say nothing, "Princess Winter" just felt like she was The white mice that were put on the experimental bench were as anxious and confused as they were.

Although Kane is a "non-staff mercenary" invited by the old Eman to supervise the battle in name, it has nothing to do with him if there are no traitors in the Zhentarim, but in fact, if a moody The morning star strongman insisted on volunteering to help his employer "clean up the house". I believe that at least the few red-robed legends present did not have the guts to say anything. The lance in his hand will inevitably penetrate his head and soul without mercy.

Until then... cruel death will befall the hapless White Dragon.

"No... I... I don't want to die, I have to... I have to kill Hart Jones, I'm a five-colored dragon, I..."

Huge fear seemed to extend from the mad knight's lance and poured into Seraline's mind. For the first time, the Legendary White Dragon, whose entire soul was trembling in the face of death, felt his heart was icy cold.

Only when she was so close to death, the "Princess Winter", who usually thought she was brave and strong, had a chance to realize that she was so afraid of death, and that death could make a creature so scared.

Of course, she finally had the chance to realize what she would do to escape the claws of death, who was greedy for life and afraid of death.

Anyway, in order not to be a so-called "traitor" and not to be killed by a wicked mad knight with an excuse, what choice does a white dragon with a professional level of less than twenty levels have?

After all, she is a selfish, five-colored dragon. She can't sacrifice herself but also protects anyone else. If she has the chance to live, if she can live...

"You saved me, but I couldn't save you after all. I'm really sorry, Lord Hart Jones."

Silently talking to herself deep in her heart, Seraline could only close her eyes silently while feeling the soft body on the tip of her tongue that was still breathing slowly.

"Then... Farewell, Mr. "Intention of the Curse", I... I decide to represent evil and chaos to destroy all goodness and order"!

"Crack"!

At the same time, the soul fluctuations belonging to Ha Jones naturally dissipated with the wind like a candle...

There are very few opportunities to feed on the body of a professional at the legendary level. Even the legendary white dragon tasted the flesh and blood of a legendary strongman for the first time. That wonderful fragrance is absolutely possessed by any carnivore. With intoxicating magic power, Ha Jones, who accepts fate indifferently and does not struggle, will not cause any harm to the dragon's mouth-in fact, after the sharp teeth cut like blades, "the meaning of the spell "It is true that he lost his life in an instant and turned into a soft dessert.

But... mechanically chewing on this delicacy that most legendary magical creatures will never have the chance to enjoy, Seraline only felt a desire to vomit full of complex emotions as if it had penetrated into the depths of her soul,

It was a painful and sad feeling of nausea. Swallowing the "delicacy" in her mouth, the only impulse that "Princess Winter" could have at this time was to cut open her stomach and remove all the dirty internal organs. Just put the fire out.

It is said that both evil and justice have their own price. At this moment, Seraline can already feel how heavy the price of "evil" is.

"..."

"Xiao Xiao Xiao Xiao, very good, Miss Han Chi! Yes, eat this little snack, you have fully proved your own evil and chaos."

Watching the giant dragon with a tangled expression eat a designated food in pain, Kane, who was malicious and perverted, finally took back his lance with satisfaction.

For the unlucky Seraline, the behavior of "instantly killing the gun" is undoubtedly a threatening insult and persecution, but for "Kane"...he just compares himself with his spare time The weak "toy" made a little harmless "prank".

Now that the short-lived happy prank is over, Kane, who has no interest in continuing to pay attention to the white dragon lying on the ground, must do business.

The progress of time never stops. Before you know it, the march of the wave of demons is about to enter the interior of the Horaka defense line, and all the priests of the Pantheon who came to the border of the Karamus Empire to "make trouble" have been cleaned up. , the battle between "Whispers of Destruction" and "Wolf of the Star Boundary" in the distance has entered a fierce state-then since the atmosphere of gunpowder on the battlefield is becoming more and more intense, it is determined that there is no longer any threat that can prevent the release of many abyssal rifts. Kane of the demon army naturally has to start thinking about "retiring after success"