Chapter 482 Turtle, Are There Other Dragon Organizations?

The mental pressure of beholders and angels is extremely terrifying, even if the one being affected is a giant dragon known for its tenacity and power.

Therefore, the appearance of the Zidian God at this time is already extremely miserable, with bleeding from all seven orifices, ferocious facial features, and three souls ascending to the sky. She does not have the ethereal fairy aura just now, but looks like a female ghost who has just crawled out of the well.

But after all, this skin does not belong to Zidian, but to the unlucky Demon Lord Patricia, so the loyal commander became anxious when he saw it.

"Wait a minute, you guys..."

Until now, she still held out hope for the Demon Lord's resurrection. Just as she was about to step forward to stop him, she suddenly felt her vision go white. It turned out to be a silver dragon with very thin scales blocking her path.

"Don't worry, if they do this, they won't harm the so-called king of your family."

The person who fell in front of her was naturally Bloomfield, but she was not in a hurry to take action as she had a murderous grudge against the evil dragon clan.

On the one hand, it was because she had already seen that the demonic dragons that surrounded and killed her were not here, but on the other hand, it was because...

She is indeed lazy.

Damn it, if you can’t help it, I’ll file a complaint later. Lord God will definitely help me deal with it!

Trapped in the enemy camp, isolated and helpless, he tried his best to fail.

"Assholes...shameless...I curse you!"

Zidian Shen finally struggled no matter how hard he tried. He could only curse while trying to hold his head up.

"I curse... You will never find someone to hug you right in this life!"

Having said that, He fell powerlessly to the ground and fell into a noble silence.

All this caused Sylvia beside Ji Ming to remain still for a few seconds and turn her head.

"My lord, what does it mean to hug me right?"

Ji Ming:......

"It's this kind of frog. In spring, the male frogs gather together and call. After attracting the female frog, they will compete to jump on it. After that, the female frog carries the male frog to the shallow water. In, and then, ah, understand? "

"Oh, I understand...I probably understand."

…

"But I'm not a toad."

"Me neither."

"Then why would He curse us like this?"

"Maybe it's because He is a toad."

At this moment, the woman who was slumped on the ground suddenly let out a gasp, slowly raised her head, and looked around with confusion in her eyes.

After being stunned for a while, he stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"What a terrifying power... You can actually destroy the consciousness of the true god?"

Yes, although the idea of ​​​​the commander-in-chief sounds ridiculous, the objective fact is that the Demon Lord was indeed not killed by the Purple Lightning God.

And this is also the fundamental reason why Ji Minghui went in such a big circle, instead of calling his own people to the Meteor God Peak, he lured the Zidian God to the underground city and killed him.

After all, in the previous conversation, he had already reached the conclusion that Zidian was very good at mind control through the information provided by both parties.

And the Demon King can survive for thousands of years, and even if the level of firmness of her will is lower than that of the True God, it cannot be much lower, not to mention that she still has the home field advantage.

Therefore, in just ten minutes, Zidian could not completely eliminate the opponent's consciousness. It would only use secret techniques to temporarily suppress the opponent.

So now, the consciousness of the Purple Lightning God has been eliminated, and the Demon Lord's consciousness will naturally gradually wake up and regain control of his body.

After the matter was resolved, Ji Ming no longer asked everyone to gather around as an atmosphere group, and let them disperse, except for the relevant personnel, doing whatever they were supposed to do.

So in the end, apart from the dragon and Ji Ming, the only ones left here were Sylvia, Grayson, Bloomfield and "April".

"Your Majesty, are you okay? How do you feel about your body?"

The Commander-in-Chief had already rushed forward eagerly, trying to cover the Demon Lord with his own body.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

The voice of the Demon King herself sounded weak. She closed her eyes and sighed.

"It's just that Cordinia...died like this without knowing why. What about my original promise..."

When the commander-in-chief heard this, he immediately turned into a frost-beaten eggplant. Her companions who had been supporting each other for ten thousand years died in such a confused way. How could she feel better in her heart?

But now that it was over, she could only comfort her.

"Although the second sister seems to be unruly and arrogant, she has actually told me secretly several times that she wants to die. Maybe... it would be happier than watching herself slowly die, right?"

"Yeah?"

The Demon Lord sighed again, raised his arms and looked at the "human hand" that he had to look through for a long time to find the matching picture in his memory.

"Oh, but it's still such a pity. It's clear that as long as she holds on a little longer, we can... eh? Ah!"

At this point, she suddenly let out an exclamation and looked at the fingertips of her right hand with wide eyes.

Because she suddenly discovered that the blood color and vitality of the creatures there were fading away, the skin color was darkening, and the moisture was disappearing. Although the speed was very slow, she was obviously transforming back into the mummy she once was!

"This...this is!"

"Zidian God lied to you."

Ji Ming floated in the air, with a wisp of purple lightning trapped in the lightning in his hand.

"It is true that you can resurrect from the dead to become a true god, but the premise of everything is that you have to have enough incense to truly ascend to god, instead of like now, pretending to be smart, secretly getting stuck and barely being able to be The world law determines it as a bug of [True God].”

"I..."

"Becoming a sub-god or quasi-god and joining the court of a true god can indeed share glory, but this so-called 'sharing glory' is nothing more than being able to use the power and magic of the main god. It is impossible to enjoy the treatment of the true god level, especially the effect of returning to the origin and resurrecting from the dead."

"You..."

"I know this because I am not only a god, but also know a true god. I am the chosen one of the Holy Light, so the Holy Light God has already told me. You are desperate and ran to our territory to make trouble. You almost hurt others and yourself and ruined your entire tribe."

"But..."

"Don't thank me. I just think your commander-in-chief is a good person. I just help him a little as much as I can."

...

The Demon Lord finally couldn't bear it anymore and said anxiously.

"Wait a minute, I have something to say!"

Ji Ming, who was busy explaining, just reacted.

"Ah, what do you want to say?"

The Demon King shrank into a ball in grievance, and the purple-striped broccoli in the eyes of the players turned into a white-skinned tattooed girl with a pile of mosaics.

"I, I, I... I just can't understand why you just flew over here as if it was a matter of course, and you kept staring at me and talking as if nothing had happened."

Ji Ming: ? ? ?

Oh!

That Purple Lightning God is really good at giving benefits. If the Demon King hadn't said this, Ji Ming would have really forgotten about it.

So he quickly threw down his clothes and turned his back until the Demon King said it was okay.

However, what kind of women's clothes could Ji Ming have in his storage ring? He only brought a few women's school uniforms in case of problems in actual combat exercises.

So this wave, this wave is——

[Demon Lord·Patricia·Legendary Limited Skin: Top Student of Magic Academy]

“Ahem, um, where did we talk about before?”

I don’t know if it was because it was really embarrassing or because the clothes were too tight, the demon king’s face was very bad.

“It started from the time I was deceived.”

“Oh, yes, anyway, you were deceived, so the cake that Zidian painted for you was just to trick you, and then use your body to revive. Your current living state is just a temporary disguise made by Him with divine power and secret methods. The brain may be repaired, but it can’t be true after all.”

Demon Lord:…

“Yes, yes, thank you for emphasizing it again for me.”

“Then even if your business is done, I still need your help to do something here.”

Helping them eliminate the regret of not being able to help the second commander revive, Ji Ming gestured to the side and let Bloomfield come over.

The commander-in-chief was frightened by this giant dragon with a level of 91 before, and seeing this, he quickly blocked in front of her and said nervously.

"Silver Dragon, what do you want to do?"

"Don't be afraid, I just want to ask you a question."

As he said that, Bloomfield took out a few paintings and placed them in front of her.

"Do you know these dragons?"

The ones in the paintings were naturally the ones who surrounded and killed her in the underground city. Bloomfield also recalled for a long time before drawing this lifelike "Six Dragons Picture" with the help of Sylvia.

"Uh..."

The commander-in-chief looked down for a long time, and handed it to the Demon Lord with a strange look for a long time. The Demon Lord looked at her and shook his head.

So the commander-in-chief considered the wording and responded.

"I'm sorry, we don't know them. They are evil spirit dragons...but at least from this external feature, we really don't know them."

"..."

Seeing that Ji Ming and the silver dragon's faces did not slow down, the Demon Lord, who had recovered some strength, took a breath and helped the commander-in-chief to stand up again.

"I don't know why you are looking for them, but now that things have come to this, there is no need for us to lie to you here."

Using magic power to summon a ball of clean water, she washed her face that could work part-time on a horror film crew. She straightened her sleeves as if she was wearing a royal robe and said seriously.

"So where did you see them? There are actually dragons that I don't even know. I think as a monarch, I need to know."

Even the lazy dog ​​Longlong was afraid when recalling the moment of death, so Bloomfield was silent for a moment.

"Five thousand years ago, it was here, the underground fortress of the Dark Flame Empire, the ruins."

During this process, Ji Ming had been observing the expressions of the Demon Lord and the Great Commander, trying to find the flaws.

But strangely, after hearing what Silver Dragon said, the uneasiness in their eyes disappeared all of a sudden.

"Underground fortress, are you talking about the final place of end?"

The dragon's recovery ability is indeed arrogant. The Demon Lord took a breath and was able to step forward steadily.

"We didn't participate in that decisive battle that year, because we had just suffered heavy losses from the Holy Dragon Legion and were fighting against the airship troops made by the fairies in Moonlight Bay on our own."

"But after two consecutive battles that were almost impossible to win, even the strange dragon couldn't hold on, so that when the last airship landed, our number had plummeted from 136 to a pitiful 38."

"It was at that time that we heard that the underground fortress had exploded and the main forces of the coalition forces on both sides were almost wiped out. I was disheartened and took the opportunity to lead my people to seclusion and disappeared from everyone's sight."

Speaking of this, she looked up at the archangel and Sylvia nodded.

"She's telling the truth."

But she has armor covering her face, and her essence is a ball of light, while the Demon Lord doesn't, so she can only blush with difficulty.

"Well, although you almost chopped off my head, I still want to say...thank you."

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I simply turned around and continued pacing.

"After that, the thirty of us stayed together and almost never separated. Even if we separated, it was to avoid the revenge and hunting of the dragons. Even so, five thousand years ago, we only had more than twenty companions left."

"Therefore, I can guarantee that it is impossible for six companions to act privately without my knowledge, and it is even more impossible to enter this underground fortress ruins that we don't even know exists."

At this point, she stopped and turned around.

"You can choose not to believe it, but this is the fact I want to say. The six dragons are not our people, but if you think we should be responsible for this matter, then I am willing to bear all the guilt, just hope you can let it go..."

As a result, before Ji Ming could speak, the commander-in-chief stood up and said quickly.

"No! You are His Majesty, how can you bear the blame? I am the commander-in-chief, I am in charge of military affairs, and I should be responsible if there is any problem, so..."

"Stop, stop, stop arguing, we haven't said we are going to kill anyone yet!"

Seeing them arguing as if they were ready to die heroically, Ji Ming quickly stopped the two who were already moved to tears.

"Since they are not your people, then the most important thing is why these evil spirit dragons that are not in the organization exist."

Without waiting for the dragons to answer, Ji Ming entered the detective time again.

"In my opinion, there are only two possible sources for them."

"The first is that they were once part of you, but they were the ones who 'died'. They escaped death and happened to gather together, hiding in this underground ruins, forming a small group that does whatever it takes."

"But this answer requires too many coincidences, and even if ten thousand years have passed, with your IQ, it is impossible for you to forget so many faces of just over a hundred dragons, so the possibility is very low."

"Therefore, I am more inclined to the second statement."

At this point, Ji Ming deliberately closed his mouth. He was not here to be Conan, and wanted to see if the dragon could also say something.

As a result, the demon king really took the bait, and the light in his eyes extinguished a few times.

"Are you talking about that group of alchemy lunatics?"