Bang!
Garen grabbed one of the white spider silk strands and pulled it hard.
The extremely thin spider silk was far tougher than steel wire, and it was not completely broken by such a violent pull.
Garon quickly spread along the spider silk, and the whole dragon body flowed like liquid.
Soon, he saw a large circular hole suspended in the white space, and the big hole led to a room like an aristocrat's study.
A young man covered in blood was lying on the ground with a pale face. It seemed that he had lost too much blood. There was an unparalleled resentment rising from his body, and the resentment was even about to condense into a substantial black gas.
"I … Andrew Gordra, swear here … even if I have to pay my soul, I will never let your Malone Family get Gordra!!!"
The young aristocrat's resentment had reached an extremely terrifying level. Garon didn't know what hatred made him like this, but it didn't prevent him from responding to the summon.
If such a soul could be transformed into an undead, it might be a good help to him.
This guy's strength was about Level Seven, a standard silver-striped knight. He was poisoned by some kind of irreversible poison. His body couldn't function anymore, but his soul was still at Level Seven.
Garon shook his body and flowed in through the round hole.
His body slowly took shape in the study, quickly condensing from a white-gold liquid into a ferocious white dragon body that was taller than a man.
"I heard your call from the Vengeance Fortress, heard your plea, follow the ancient contract, fulfill your wish, and in return, your soul will belong to me forever."
Garen followed the standard Contract Formation Spirit Language and chanted it loudly.
The young aristocrat in front of him finally showed a trace of pain and the joy of being about to get revenge because of hatred.
"Kill … Kill all of them …! This is my only wish … "
Garon leaned down and stared into the other's eyes.
"I will follow your wish."
As soon as he finished speaking.
A blood-red three-dimensional rune suddenly appeared between the man and the dragon. The rune was like a token, rotating several times. It instantly exploded into a blood-red light spot and dissipated.
Garon waved his wings and took out a soul crystal, letting the young man's soul float out of his body and turn into a cloud of white smoke into the crystal.
Only then did he sweep his gaze around.
Although the surrounding study room was decorated with aristocratic decorations, it was extremely dilapidated and ancient. Furthermore, it was obvious that there were only a few books on the bookshelves. A thick layer of dust had accumulated on the desk.
"Poor little fellow." Garon glanced at the young man. If a Level Seven soul were to transform into the abyss, coupled with this huge amount of resentment, perhaps his strength would reach Level Eight after he turned into an undead spirit. Entering Level Eight at such a young age, his future was limitless.
"Just take it as helping you."
"Damn it! Who stole my chess piece?! "Suddenly, an exasperated roar came from the round hole behind him.
Clearly, other Abyssal entities also wanted to capture this soul.
"Get lost!" Garon flapped its wings impatiently, and a terrifying level-12 power smashed into the hole, suppressing the power that was about to burst out.
The level-10 being on the other side immediately quieted down, not daring to say anything more. However, it was certain that he was full of resentment. A level-12 existence actually came to compete with him, a level-10 being, for a level-7 soul. This was simply shameless!
Garon didn't care about that.
He flapped his wings and flew.
Boom!!
The ceiling above his head was smashed open, and a dark ice barrier formed by frost mixed with negative energy floated around him. This barrier blocked all the dust and filth outside.
Garon plunged upwards, and went through one floor with a bang, and then rushed out of two floors. Finally, his surroundings became clear.
He dashed from a narrow space into a vast area in an instant.
Around him was a vast forest that stretched as far as the eye could see. He was at the top of an ancient green-gray castle. The top of the castle was smashed open by him, and was slowly tilting down from the left.
Horrified human screams came from all around the castle below.
"It's a giant dragon!! It's the evil White Dragon Clan!! "
"No! That's not an ordinary White Dragon, that's an Abyssal White Dragon!! "
An old wizard in the castle looked up at Garon in despair.
The soldiers gathered, and set up their longbows and giant crossbows. Giant arrows with a special enchanted luster were placed one after another.
Several silver-striped knights in silver armor, surrounded by a tall knight in platinum armor, galloped from a distance on a warhorse.
"How dare you destroy my Grand Duke Gordra's castle. Even if you're a dragon, you'll pay with your life!!" The leading platinum knight roared. The giant sword on his back slowly shone with a faint golden light. He pulled it out and held it in his hand, like a god descending to earth.
Garon flew in the air at the top of the castle and looked down. It was like watching countless small ants gathering and provoking him with various weapons.
"A Grand Duke of a remote small country?" He immediately distinguished the specific situation here.
The summoner's wish was to kill everyone, and the range should be within the territory.
"Let's solve it quickly." Garon was now a real powerful existence in the abyss. With a twelfth-level combat power, he could be regarded as a great evil anywhere.
"How to solve it?" Garon was a little worried. All his combat power was focused on hand-to-hand combat, and he was not very good at this kind of large-scale destruction.
But the contract still had to be fulfilled. Otherwise, he would not be able to get the summoner's soul with great potential.
After a little thought, Garon suddenly felt that his wings were touched by many furry things.
He looked down and saw that the giant crossbows and giant bows had shot a large number of sharp arrows and crossbow bolts, hitting his wings. The itchy feeling just now was caused by these things.
"Let's do this."
With a thought, his hind feet slowly fell off and automatically turned into a strong, tall man with long dark blue hair.
"I'm willing to serve you." The man had no face and was surrounded by a huge dark blue cold air.
"I'll leave it to you … to destroy the whole territory," Garon said lightly.
The man nodded and flew gently into the sky.
Chi!!
Suddenly, he released a huge dark blue light, and his whole body completely turned into a huge blue ball of light, releasing amazing blue light in all directions.
Garon looked up at this guy and did not know what he was going to do. But he was transformed by his own good leg, and had the peak power of the Northern Trident Frost-Fire True Water Evil Technique. His strength was only slightly weaker than his own Level 12 combat power, equivalent to a Level 11 existence.
With this kind of power, destroying the Grand Duke's territory of a remote country should be a piece of cake.
Looking at the huge dark blue ball of light above his head, Garon watched quietly to see what this guy was going to do.
Chi chi chi …
From the huge ball of light, countless ferocious blue ice halberds of various shapes and sizes suddenly flew out.
These halberds were all fast, and shot out like cannonballs, hitting the ground hard.
The area that was hit directly exploded into huge hemispherical blue bubbles. The area that was covered by the bubble halo was all condensed into a thick layer of solid ice.
"Celestial manipulation?" Garon remembered that in the Northern Trident Frost-Fire True Water Evil Technique, after mastering it, there was a supernatural ability, and that was celestial manipulation.
He looked at the sky, large patches of black clouds were dense, the temperature dropped sharply from more than 20 degrees, and light blue snowflakes were falling down.
The horses of the little people below let out a fierce roar.
When the snowflakes fell on them, they immediately felt a strong chill from their hearts.
The halberds in the ball of light were still bursting out, and dozens of halberds flew out every second, turning an area of the forest into a world of ice and snow.
"Goldra!" Suddenly, a golden figure flew up from below, roaring the name of the territory, and went straight to the chest of Garon, who was hovering at the top of the castle.
The golden sword in his hand was like a golden lightning, stabbing straight at Garon's heart.
"Stupid." Garen did not move at all. Instead, he allowed the sword to stab at him, piercing the dragon scale where his heart was.
Clang!!
In the huge muffled impact, the figure shook violently, and was shocked by the huge reaction force on the spot. All the skin was burst, and a large amount of blood sputtered out and fell down.
But there was not even a trace left on Garon's dragon scale.
"A mere Level Eight Knight …" Garon's face did not change. With his current physique, even if his internal organs were severely damaged, he could recover and heal in a very short time.
180 points of physique brought him absolutely unparalleled terrifying recovery and defense power.
Even the body of the Ancient Dragon was far inferior to his current body. Perhaps only the legendary Three-headed Golden Dragon King could compare to him in terms of physical strength.
This golden figure was obviously the lord here, and he was seriously injured after a failed attack. Suddenly, the little morale that had just gathered in the castle completely collapsed.
A large group of soldiers fled in all directions.
"It's a massacre." Garon was not interested in such boring things. He flew down the castle in boredom, where there was a plane passage that connected to the abyss.
"It seems that this kind of boring thing can be left to them in the future." Garon felt that he should use all three of his avatars.
A large amount of blue cold air came down, and wherever it went, the movements of all the fleeing soldiers gradually slowed down, and then their bodies were covered in a faint blue color.
Soon, their blood was frozen, and each of them maintained their original posture, staying where they were.
The blue cold air seemed to have a life of its own, and the cold wind whistled with a demonic low hum. In less than a few minutes, the entire castle was completely frozen into an ice sculpture by the huge cold air.
In the castle, Garon's huge dragon body slowly landed in front of the round hole. He turned his head, and lightly breathed out a dragon's breath.
Hoo …
The huge dragon's breath was like a white cloud of smoke, and instantly rushed out of the study, turning into countless white specks that scattered, and increased the freezing chill of the entire castle by another level. At the same time, it also brought with it his, Garon's own abyss mark.
This was a mark that this was his work and territory. Since it was related to the Calamity Dragon, Garon might as well do something for the Calamity Dragon.
After doing all this, Garon turned around and entered the round hole, and quickly disappeared.
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