Chapter 144 The Mouthpiece of the Night (Part 3)

At this critical moment, a strange light suddenly flashed in Cassius's golden pupils.

"No."

"It seems. There is another way."

Even if it is a living shadow, even if it is separated by different planes, the shadow dragon cannot be immune to the damage of the mind, and this is the only means that Cassius can use to deal with it.

Thinking of this, Cassius shouted without hesitation:

"Humble shadow dragon!"

"Her Majesty Tiamat is watching all this!"

Mortifer smiled undisguisedly: "The darling of the Dragon Queen? Every red dragon claims so. It seems that pride and arrogance are the common character of red dragons, and even you... are no exception."

His voice suddenly became indifferent.

"Put down your pathetic, living arrogance, accept the great transformation, and devote yourself to the endless shadow!"

"I will grant you eternal life."

Mortifer did not stop the transformation for a moment.

The surrounding space made a violent noise, which was the trembling wail of the plane space. The instinct of the main material world was fiercely rejecting the invasion of the shadow, but under the influence of Mortifer's powerful spell, even the rules of the space had to give in temporarily.

Cassius stared at the phantom of the shadow dragon, and instantly unlocked the mental barriers in his mind, and constructed the terrifying illusion of the five-headed dragon.

He stared into Mortifer's gray eyes without avoiding, and the golden pupils flashed with rich mana.

"Shua——"

The illusion passed through the barrier of the plane, passed through the main material plane, and reached Mortifer's body in the Fallen Shadow Underworld.

[Tiamat's Horrifying Illusion]

"Roar——"

A huge dragon nearly 100 meters tall suddenly appeared in Mortifer's eyes. The monster's wings covered the sky and the sun. Even the shadow dragon could only look up.

It was a nightmare-like aggregate, with the stubby four legs of a colorful giant dragon supporting a monster-like dragon body, with five necks and five heads twisting and turning on the dragon body. Each head corresponded to a colorful dragon, and the color of each head covered the entire corresponding neck and was embedded in the front of the dragon body like a strip.

Her back and hips gradually merged into three gray, blue-green and purple stripes, and then merged into a turbid dark brown tail. Her abdomen and feet gradually changed from white-green to the color of the upper body.

This terrifying image was very familiar to Mortifer.

——That was the mother of evil dragons, the five-colored dragon queen, the enemy of the gods, Tiamat!

"How is it possible...

Motifer looked up at it infatuatedly, muttering to himself.

Seven hundred years ago, when he was still an ordinary black dragon, Mortifer built a simple altar in the dark swamp lair and dedicated his precious iron coins to the Dragon Queen. As a member of the five-colored evil dragon, Mortifer had imagined countless times to get the attention of the Dragon Queen, and even to get the personal favor of the evil dragon mother and obtain the supreme joy.

But the Dragon Queen never responded.

At that time, he was just a skinny The black dragon, whose status among the five-colored dragons is only slightly higher than that of the white dragon.

In the end, he could not bear the temptation of power and chose to throw himself into the embrace of the Shadow Underworld, and was transformed into an immortal shadow dragon.

At this moment, Mortifer was trembling all over.

I don't know whether it was because of fear or excitement.

The five-colored, five-headed dragon looked down at the earth indifferently, and fire, ice, acid, lightning, and poisonous gas came out of the mouths of the five hideous heads, venting her anger wantonly.

"No, no, this is not real!"

"Damn, this is an illusion! "

After all, Mortifer is a legendary spellcaster who has studied magic for thousands of years and can cast nine-ring spells. Even though he was uneasy, he still saw through the clues in the Dragon Queen's illusion.

The multiple illusory damages of fire, ice, acid, etc. hit him. The power of this six-ring spell is not worth mentioning to his soul that has settled in the bleak darkness for thousands of years.

But Mortifer's heart arose another worry.

"How could an ordinary young red dragon, even a real dragon sorcerer, have such a spell?"

"This quality of divine illusion - is he really the chosen one of Her Majesty the Dragon Queen? "

Motifer's worry is not without reason.

The shadow dragon is notorious among the dragons and can be regarded as the public enemy of the dragons.

They gave up the noble blood of the dragons and chose to plunge into darkness, becoming lowly shadow creatures. There is no dragon god born above them, and even the five-colored evil dragons sneer at them.

The righteous golden dragons will even take the initiative to find the traces of the shadow dragons, gather the power of their relatives to completely eradicate them, in order to eliminate this "shame" of the dragons.

And killing a person who may be the chosen one of the dragon queens and arouse the hostility of the five-colored dragons is obviously not a good idea for him.

"Damn red dragon..."

Motifer was entangled, and the construction of the advent spell was stagnant.

He didn't want to provoke a god-level existence, but the illusion just now made him feel the greatest humiliation he had never felt in a thousand years, making him want to tear the red dragon in front of him to pieces.

"Are you that kind of existence..."

"Red dragon. "

The shadow of Morettiel looked down at the red dragon, his eyes narrowed, as if trying to find a clue from his expression.

Casius noticed Mortifer's hesitation. He knew that at this moment, only by acting more confident, more arrogant and more like a proud chosen one of the gods could he deceive this old monster who had lived for a thousand years.

So, Cassius stepped forward, looked fearlessly into the eyes of Morettiel's phantom, and said arrogantly: "You despicable shadow monster who trampled on the noble traditions of the dragon race, you have to think clearly."

"Can you bear the wrath of Her Majesty Tiamat!"

Hearing this, Mortifer's dim gray eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger, as if burning with ghost flames of shadows.

"Damn red dragon."

"Damn the main material world."

It was this moment of hesitation that caused the repulsive force of the plane to act on this shadow dragon that was incompatible with the material world, breaking his attempt to descend into the main material world.

This time he has harvested thousands of shadow souls, and hundreds of years of planning have not been in vain. He doesn't need to provoke enemies who may be gods.

Thinking of this, Mortifer looked deeply at the red dragon, and a hint of resentment appeared in his gray and dim eyes.

"The barrier of the plane was broken through by those thousands of resentful souls."

"This place has been marked by the mark of the Shadowless Underworld."

"One day, I will return here, and you will not be able to protect everything you have."

Motifer said coldly.

Several twisted vortices appeared around the phantom of his huge dragon body, and the repulsive force of space forcibly repelled his descending projection from the main material world and dragged it back to that dim place - the Shadowless Underworld.

The end of the third chapter, the plot is pushed quickly, and I dare not waste words anymore, everyone