This Lich Needs More Money Chapter 127

Chapter 127 Destined

The three-headed dog family never expected that a sacrifice could cause such an accident.

After Geronimo transformed into a half-dragon, the originally weak boy turned into an unrivaled strong man.

　　The well-trained servants and guards of the three-headed dog family could not stand a chance against Geronimo.

With a flap of the dragon's wings, the strong wind can knock them out of their feet.

By the time Geronimo came to them, he could crush their heads and helmets with just a pinch.

Not only is the strength enhanced, the sharp teeth and mouths on Geronimo are also powerful weapons. As long as they pounce on people, these mouths will devour flesh and blood, and even metal armor cannot resist it, as if it is really It's like a dragon's mouth.

Geronimo vented his anger frantically.

“Hahaha! Go to hell, go to **** all of you, you despicable ants!”

Geronimo had completely changed his appearance at this time, and he no longer looked like a human being.

He killed all the servants of the three-headed dog family, and the devoured flesh and blood quickly merged into his body. His original height of 1.5 meters quickly expanded to nearly 2 meters. The dragon wings behind him were even more exaggerated. When fully unfolded, they were close to It was ten meters wide, with many fine dragon scales growing out, and even curved horns sprouted from its head.

The guards' weapons could only scratch out sparks when they hit the dragon's wings, unable to break through the defense of the dragon scales. They were then killed by the half-dragon in despair.

Hundreds of heavily armed guards in the square were killed and devoured by Geronimo. The evil shadow in the sky watched all this with satisfaction.

It has been too long, and finally the real dragon roar sounded again on this continent.

“Go, my son, and tell the world that the dragon is back.”

The voice of the evil dragon goddess Tiamat echoed in the sky, startling the three-headed dog family hiding in the castle.

A man wearing a dragon-patterned robe stood up. He was the family genius, the magician Abraham Torres, who was only one step away from becoming a legend.

The Warlock is a very special profession. He seems to be a spell caster, but the ability to cast spells does not come from his own wisdom, but from the gift of the worshiped master.

Simply put—like a dog licker.

The Fairy Wilderness, the Abyss of Hell, the Kingdom of the Evil God...these areas that favor the evil camp will have many powerful beings, and they all like to accept offerings from other intelligent beings and become their suzerains.

This is a relationship similar to that between gods and believers. The difference is that the person being worshiped does not have to be a god, nor does he need to have the power of a god, as long as he is stronger than the worshipers.

And it is generally difficult for this kind of relationship to turn into a religion, because most of the sect leaders do not have their own teachings, and they do not want to develop their faith, but just want to keep some pets occasionally.

The warlock is the pet of the sect master, and he obtains the power he is rewarded by kneeling and licking the sect master. What's even more tragic is that Abraham Torres's master is not even the dragon goddess Tiamat, but just an unknown devil in the first level of hell.

But Abraham Torres is indeed a genius. With just a few gifts from the devil, he grew into a powerful warlock and reached the threshold of legend.

Then the three-headed dog family sacrificed one after another, allowing Abraham Torres to completely get rid of the original master. Now is the time to usher in transformation. If he could get the favor of the evil dragon goddess Tiamat, then becoming a legendary level magician would be a sure thing.

Who would have thought that such a crucial sacrifice would have an accident.

What's going on with this half-dragon?

After hearing the loud noise from the sky, Abraham Torres immediately teleported himself to the Bloody Square.

Most of the members of the three-headed dog family were already dead. The half-dragons built their mutilated corpses into a high tower, and the half-dragons were sitting at the highest point of the corpse tower, looking at them with joking eyes. By Abraham Torres.

Abraham Torres did not take action immediately, but bowed to the huge evil shadow first.

“Great Dragon Goddess, please allow your followers to ask, is this half-dragon in front of you your descendant?”

Geronimo also looked up at the sky. He was just enjoying himself and didn't really notice where his power came from. Could it be this evil shadow in the sky?

The evil figure in Abraham Torres's eyes was just a blurry shadow, but in Geronimo's eyes it was a colorful dragon with five dragon heads.

Remembering his previous experience, Geronimo quickly knelt on the mountain of corpses and roared.

The dragon language passed down from generation to generation by the Dragon Worship Cult. Geronimo thought he had forgotten it, but in fact it had already been engraved in his soul.

Abraham Torres frowned. This scene looked wrong. The loss of the three-headed dog family may not be compensated. However, if this half-dragon is really a descendant of the evil dragon goddess, it is not unacceptable. It seems that the fighting ability is quite strong, so he can just be treated as a thug.

However, what shocked Abraham Torres was that the evil dragon goddess laughed wildly and made an oracle: "You two, start fighting now. Whoever survives will get my blessing. True." The giant dragon must grow in the midst of killing, you two, don't let me down.”

After hearing this, Geronimo was confused for a moment. Just when he wanted to understand what the dragon goddess meant, three sections of scarlet energy were already blasting towards him.

Abraham Torres reacted much faster than Geronimo. Without any hesitation, he condensed scarlet energy with his hands and shot towards the half-dragon.

This is the first spell that a warlock masters, and it is also the most core spell—mana explosion.

Three bursts of magical energy exploded on the unsuspecting Geronimo, tearing his dragon scales to pieces and shattering most of his sharp teeth.

Warlocks spend their entire lives studying how to increase the power of magic explosions. Many of their advanced abilities are to enhance the effects of magic explosions, such as multi-casting, powerful knockback, additional enchantments, etc.

These three consecutive magic energy blasts are the pinnacle of Abraham Torres' life, representing his power to step half-foot into the threshold of legend.

Geronimo was directly blown away, and the flesh and blood on his body was blown open, revealing his deformed skeleton. The half-dragon boy rolled and fell to the ground, landing in front of the slaves who were still alive.

The previous **** ritual was interrupted by Geronimo, who only focused on killing members of the three-headed dog family, so many slaves were lucky enough to survive.

Seeing Geronimo lying seriously injured on the ground, several slaves walked over heartbroken and wanted to help this "hero".

If Geronimo died too, there would be no hope for them to survive.

But they didn't expect that as soon as they got close, the seriously injured Geronimo spread his dragon wings and wrapped them in.

After a few screams, the dragon wings spread out again, and Geronimo stood up again.

There are still several wounds on his body that are deep enough to show the bones, but they are much better than before.

At the feet of the half-dragon boy were several mutilated corpses, which looked so mutilated that they looked like they had been crazily eaten by wild beasts.

Geronimo didn't even look at them. Even though they were once slaves captured by the three-headed dog family like him, in Geronimo's eyes they were just food to help him recover.

Abraham Torres frowned as he watched this scene, and the next magic energy blast fell on the surviving slaves.

He doesn't want to fight a monster with infinite recovery. He must destroy all his “healing potions” first.

The magic energy explosion exploded among the slaves, corroding their flesh and blood, consuming their souls, and killing most of these poor slaves.

Geronimo roared, flapped his wings and flew towards Abraham Torres.

Abraham Torres concentrated his magic energy to blast again, trying to shoot down the half-dragon, but he nimbly dodged it several times.

The caster's flying technique cannot be as flexible as the dragon wings, let alone the speed. Even though Abraham Torres retreated with all his strength, he was still caught up by Geronimo.

The two men were so close, yet Abraham Torres did not panic at all.

He had long known that Geronimo would try his best to get close to him. At this distance, the magic energy blast would no longer miss.

The magic power that had been condensed exploded instantly, and the power of the three-stage magic energy explosion hit at close range.

One of Geronimo's dragon wings was completely blown to pieces, and the impact of the magic energy explosion blew the wing away.

It was obvious that Geronimo had been seriously injured, but Abraham Torres' expression changed drastically because he was shocked to find that the dragon wings had already separated from Geronimo's body before they were blown away.

This half-dragon gave up his wings early!

I don't know what method he used to break the wings from the roots. Now the impact of the magic energy explosion completely fell on the dragon wings. The dragon wings were blown away, but Geronimo used the remaining inertia to rush forward. In front of Abraham Torres.

The sharp claws have clasped Abraham Torres' shoulders, and the sharp teeth in the palms have torn his robe to pieces, devouring Abraham Torres' flesh and blood crazily.

The severe pain in his shoulder made Abraham Torres lose his cool. He tried very hard to cast the spell, but he couldn't concentrate at all. In just half a second of hesitation, Geronimo had already opened his original mouth. Bite him on the neck.

Like a real dragon, it uses its claws and teeth to tear apart its enemies and devour their flesh and blood.

Abraham Torres' blood with powerful magic energy poured into Geronimo's throat, allowing his injuries to recover again, and the broken dragon wings began to grow again.

Abraham Torres wanted to resist, but he was shocked to find that his body was completely paralyzed.

This half-dragon's teeth seemed to be extremely poisonous, rendering him unable to move the moment he saw blood.

The two fell from the air. Abraham Torres was used as a stepping stone by Geronimo and was hit **** the ground. The powerful impact caused most of his bones to break.

I made a mistake. I thought I was sure of victory, so I didn't even open the mage shield. I just wanted to lure the half-dragon over and severely injure him. Unexpectedly, I was the one who was severely injured.

Why is this happening?

Abraham Torres was unwilling to give in. He obviously still had many ways to deal with this half-dragon, but now he couldn't even move a finger. He could only lie on the ground and let the other party devour his flesh and blood.

It shouldn't be like this. I should have been very cautious before. How could the caster fight this monster in such a risky way?

"No, I am about to become a legend. I am the hope of the family. I should not die like this."

Before he died, Abraham Torres saw the evil smile in the sky.

Abraham Torres suddenly gave up struggling and understood everything.

A true dragon must grow through killing. It was the evil dragon goddess who aroused his fanaticism and made him lose the caution that a spell caster should have. It turned out that he had been the food of this half-dragon from the beginning, and it was only to let this half-dragon learn to hunt that he made him struggle. a while.

At the moment the half-dragon was born, everything was doomed.

The crows are still hanging in the sky, and they must be eager to have a feast, but this time they are devouring the flesh and blood of the three-headed dog family.

(End of this chapter)

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