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Chapter 140 Daolong

"You bastards, is this how you do things? You actually let the duck that was in your hand fly away!!!" Unlike the relaxed and happy situation on Li Ming's side, the situation on Wallonia's side was bleak.

Not only did his subordinates get humiliated, but some even lost their lives. He also had to pay a sum of money out of his own pocket, otherwise his subordinates would definitely complain. If he had taken back this secret treasure of the dragon, then at least he would have some bargaining rights with the Holy Lord, and he would have to take back a part of his treasure.

But now facing such a failure, Valon has already anticipated how the Holy Lord will belittle him, and it is even more impossible for him to take out a piece of gold. This has made his already tight financial pressure even greater. It is not that easy to be a gangster boss. Every day when you open your eyes, there are two or three hundred people waiting for you to take care of their food, drink, defecation and urination. This investment is not small.

Faced with such a result, Wallon was naturally furious.

He vented his dissatisfaction to his subordinates crazily, and then became even more furious when he saw the expert he had just recruited, who was said to be very powerful, lying on a stretcher and still unconscious.

"Waste! All of you waste!!!" Valon was so angry that he slammed the scepter in his hand to the ground.

At this moment, a voice that was very familiar to Valon sounded.

"Your failure is within my expectations, Valon."

"Look, let me tell you, this is already the limit for ordinary people. For mortals, no matter how much more they have, it won't make any difference." Another old voice echoed.

Valon frowned and turned around to look, only to see that the statue of the Holy Lord that was supposed to be in the lobby actually appeared here floating. A layer of black flames that seemed to be real was flickering around the clay body of the Holy Lord, emitting an invisible aura!

Next to it at the moment was a short, even somewhat hunched, white-haired old man. The old man was wearing a pitch-black robe with many strange and mysterious spells on it. The old man held an ebony short stick in his hand, and he looked at other people as if he was staring at a group of ants.

"Holy Lord? You? What's wrong with you?" Without bothering to ask the old man's identity, Valon first looked at the Holy Lord flashing with black flames, then looked at his group of inexperienced followers who were panicking, and waved his hand, saying, "All of you, get out!"

Everyone fled away tumbling as if they had been pardoned. After all, neither the statue of the Holy Lord nor the strange old man looked like good people. Even if they were gangsters, the first thing that came to their minds when facing these mysterious figures was still the fear of the unknown.

Valon was nervous, but he had to maintain his dignity in front of his subordinates. He then looked at the old man and said, "Who is this? I don't remember inviting you to my home."

The old man laughed, then pointed at Valon with a dry finger and said, "Holy Lord, is this the spokesperson you're looking for? It seems he doesn't recognize his own position."

Upon hearing this, Valon frowned even more and said, "Holy Lord, what on earth is going on?"

The Holy Lord's voice seemed to have changed at this moment, becoming more vivid.

"Valon, you and your subordinates have disappointed me. In order to make my resurrection smoother, I have to find more partners." "Hey, this doesn't seem to be in line with our agreement?" Valon said, "I will definitely help you get your things back, and you only need to pay for it."

"Our agreement will not change, it's just that I asked him to help you, or he found me himself, right, Daolong?" The Holy Lord continued.

"Haha, the legendary Demon Dragon Lord, the Lord of All Demons, the Ruler of the East, of course I am willing to help you when you suffer a little setback now, and what I need is not those gold, silver and jewelry." Daolong bowed very humbly.

"Hahaha, I know exactly what you need. As long as you can help me retrieve more magic weapons, these are not a problem. It's nothing more than eternal life. This is too easy for me!" The Holy Lord laughed and said to Valon, "Your needs are different. Daolong doesn't need those treasures. If you continue to cooperate in the future, I will reward you. All I need is the magic weapons!"

"Daolong has brought me something I need, so I have to give him a little reward first!" said the Holy Lord, snorting heavily.

A large ball of pitch-black gas suddenly gushed out of his statue, and Daolong, looking at the gas, showed a somewhat excited expression. Sure enough, the next second, all the gas floated towards Daolong's body and surrounded him.

Then all of it was absorbed by Daolong without a drop left. The next moment, something happened that surprised Valon. Daolong's originally thick white hair had turned a small part black, and his whole body became much taller. If he looked like a dying old man in his eighties or nineties just now, he now looked at least ten years younger, at least not the kind of old man who seemed like he would suddenly die in the next second.

"Holy Lord, this seems to be different from what we agreed on?" Daolong was delighted, but after carefully feeling it, he said dissatisfiedly, "I gave you the Dragon Claw, one of the seven magic weapons. Don't think I don't know that every time you get one, your strength will be greatly restored. If the power of the Demon Dragon Lord is only this level, it is too disappointing!"

"Don't be anxious, my wizard friend. You have seen my current state. Just find me one more thing, and I will fulfill your wish and let you return to your youth. If you can restore my freedom, you will gain the power of immortality and my friendship." The Holy Lord replied.

Daolong then reluctantly nodded in agreement, then looked at Valon and said, "Although it's a little different from what I expected, it's enough. Now I can get more magic weapons. Hehe, what's your name?"

"Valon!" Watching the magical scene happening in front of him, Valon's attitude became much more restrained. When the Holy Lord no longer relies on himself and has mastered more power, he must learn to restrain himself. A fool cannot break out from the family heir.

"I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation." Daolong, who seemed to have been reborn, was in a good mood and laughed heartily.

And Valon nodded and said, "I think so, Lord Daolong!"

At this moment, Ah Fu, who was forgotten by the others when they escaped, made a hoarse sound in the corner. His body had long been overwhelmed by the violent stimulation of the Dragon's Fang and almost became a disabled person. This was also the price of the Dragon's Fang.

"If you are the legendary demon, then I need your power. I am willing to pay any price. I want to become stronger! Even stronger!!!"

"Oh? Everything? Interesting!" The empty eyes on the statue of the Holy Lord emitted a dazzling red light.

(End of this chapter)