A dragon raised at birth

After finishing speaking, Diablo turned into a long rainbow and flew into the sky, regardless of whether she was willing or not, so that he would not fight a centaur chieftain of soul level here, which would destroy the whole area. The jungle was turned into a barren wasteland.

That's right, it's the soul level. In the primitive jungle not far from the border of the Principality of Alves, there is actually a centaur tribe with a leader of the soul level multiplying. It's really incredible, and no wonder the shadow dragon he sent When it is discovered, this level is different.

Boom!

Diablo, who flew into the sky, only heard a dull vibration from the jungle below, and then he saw that the jungle below was like a calm lake that had been thrown into stones, with circles of ripples spreading. In the center of the center, a black figure holding a spear is constantly enlarging in his sight.

"Gan, I let you destroy the environment!"

Seeing the messy jungle below, as if trampled by a giant beast, Diablo felt a little distressed, took out a mountain and river pearl, squeezed it in his hand, and went straight to the centaur. The chief's face called out.

The simplest move, the smoothest output, Diablo did not turn back into a dragon body, but transformed into dragon scales from his arms, and followed this wild centaur chief to carry out a hearty, but also the most primitive melee hand-to-hand combat , blood and sweat swayed in the sky, and then fell to the ground. Of course, the blood only belonged to the centaur chief.

It was the flying sword made by Diablo from scales, and the wound was drawn on the centaur chief. This centaur chief, who has broken through the soul level, is still focused on tempering his body. Refined steel is tougher.

"What the hell are you?"

During the face-to-face, fist-to-flesh fight with Diablo, the centaur chief who was controlled by Diablo came from behind and finally couldn't help but explode.

Fighting is always fighting, but the guy in front of me made a bunch of gadgets out of nowhere, confronted her head-on to attract her attention, and then sneaked up on her from all angles. This style of fighting is really shameless .

"I'm already like this, you still can't see it!"

Diablo spread out the two arms that had been turned into dragon claws, and saw that the centaur chief couldn't hold back and went crazy earlier than him, and he, who was a little irritable, was relieved a lot.

To be honest, he didn't feel particularly comfortable fighting this battle. It wasn't because he was fighting a female that he wouldn't stay behind in the battle. As long as he could win, he would attack anywhere, and the centaur chief didn't mind either. Those dirty tricks, because she can use them too.

What really displeased Diablo was the solid physique of the centaur chieftain. He didn't have gorgeous combat skills, let alone gorgeous fighting spirit. This centaur only had a tough and powerful physique to the extreme, and the battle tempered in endless fighting Skill.

This gave Diablo the illusion that he was forging iron when he attacked her. The centaur's physique was so strong that when Diablo didn't release his real body, the attack was just to scrape her.

Of course, Diablo was very depressed, and the centaur chief was even more uncomfortable, because she had been beaten since the beginning of the battle, and she hadn't even broken Diablo's defense.

"Do you think I'm an ignorant little girl? How can there be a dragon vein warlock like you?"

"You can't think about higher places anymore?" Diablo's expression was inexplicable, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

"dragon?"

"Congratulations, you guessed it right!" Diablo grinned, showing his white teeth, "I'll give you a reward right now!"

"kill!"

At this moment, the centaur chief didn't even think about it. He threw a spear made of the bones of an unknown creature in his hand, and then spread his four hooves and ran away into the distance.

"You can't run away!"

Thick mist overflowed from Diablo's body, and in the blink of an eye, it filled the sky that was cleared by the impact of the fierce battle between the two of them. In this thick mist, the winding dragon swallowed thunder, Walking in it, the wide wings like a cloud hanging from the sky flapped, rolling the majestic mist, and instantly caught up with the centaur chief who wanted to avoid the area covered by the mist.

"What kind of dragon are you?"

Questions rang out in the mist due to incomprehension, but quickly disappeared...

Chapter 192 I'm Not A King Yet

Except for the existence of matter and the centaur chieftain shrouded in mist, no third party knows what happened in the mist, only that the centaur tribe ruling this jungle surrendered to a powerful existence up.

"All the surrounding ethnic groups will be handed over to you. When I come here next time, you will conquer and control them all."

Diablo looked at Olivia, the centaur chief whose limbs were bent and kneeling on the ground with weak breath and pale complexion, and ordered in a leisurely tone. He looked at the primitive and wild scenes around him and couldn't help shaking his head. The environment is too bad, almost primitive tribes.

"What do you want to do? Attack the Principality of Alves?"

Hearing Diablo's order, the centaur chief Olivia raised her head and stared at Diablo. That was her lifelong pursuit and dream, because her ancestors were driven away by the legendary archmage. to this jungle.

She always wants to bring her people back to the vast plain and run heartily, but unfortunately, the great mage discourages her, so she can only stay in this jungle and quietly be a The great chief didn't even dare to show his strength too much.

Because once he showed the power to threaten the Principality of Elvis, the archmage would definitely send his followers, even the deity himself, to wipe her out.

But it's a pity that even if she was so forbearing, she was still targeted by a dragon of unknown origin, and after the opponent revealed her real body, she was defeated without any suspense. In order to survive and continue to protect the tribe, she chose bowed his head.

She is not a warrior who fights against the enemy on the battlefield. Her identity is a chief who protects the tribe and leads the development of the tribe. When faced with a force that can destroy the threat of the tribe, her choice is to survive, not to resist meaninglessly , as long as the race can continue, everything is possible.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could it be possible to attack the Principality of Elvis now? I can't beat that legendary archmage. He may have already reached the fourth level of legend."

Diablo is very frank, he can't beat it, he can't beat it, and he doesn't brag.

"Do you have any plans to attack in the future?" The woman's face, which was originally full of majesty and coldness, was a little excited at this moment.

The enemy she established for herself is a human legendary archmage, who is also an archmage who has not exhausted her potential and is still advancing on the legendary road. Such an opponent makes her sleepless, and she can't see the slightest chance to win. hope.

But now, after she's been subdued by another powerful being, she finds that she can pass that pressure on to that being by simply being a good centaur chieftain.

"No, but when I am stronger than that archmage, the Principality of Elvis will be merged with me!"

"My lord, this archmage is human!"

Diablo was in high spirits and extremely confident, as if he believed that the annexation of the Elvis Principality was something that would inevitably happen in the future. The centaur chief Olivia reminded him implicitly.

"What happened to humans?"

"Compared to the long-lived species, most of the short-lived species like humans do not have much talent, but among them, humans with strong talents can make rapid progress in cultivation. In just a few years or even ten years, they can achieve other The achievements that the longevity species can achieve in a lifetime are even surpassed."

Seeing that Diablo didn't seem to understand yet, Olivia had to be straightforward.

"Oh, you mean that the speed at which I become stronger can't catch up with the speed of that great mage's practice!"

Diablo understood what the centaur wanted to express, and suddenly burst out laughing. How could he be better than humans... Diablo froze suddenly, and then fell into deep thought.

Although he is now using the underground palace to continuously harvest the souls of greedy adventurers, most of those adventurers are mainly bronze and silver, with only a few gold.

Devouring their bodies and refining their souls, but for the current Diablo, its enhancement is equivalent to dripping water into a lake. Although the water level is indeed increasing, the growth rate is hard to see. arrived.

"I seem to have gone wrong!"

Diablo, who suddenly woke up, fell into deep thought. Now he is definitely not powerful in the vast main material world. Whether it is the gods in the sky that turn into stars in the sky, or the empire that dominates the world, they all make him He was extremely afraid and dared to reveal his true body, fearing that they would know his existence.

But even if we don’t talk about the eternal gods, the powerful empire based on the remote alien plane of the world faction fleet, let’s talk about the Dimit Kingdom on the continent where he is now, and there are multiple legendary kingdoms, which makes him dare not Provoke, and even try to hide their own existence after a conflict.

There are really too many scruples and restraints like this, and he is too depressed now that he only has the power of soul will, and I don't know whether it is because he is too stubborn or too stubborn, but he has never Thought of escaping.

No, no, this is not escaping, leaving the main material world and going to another world to develop, this is the most appropriate way to choose, without any scruples, you can use your own power as much as you want, in order to grow yourself in the shortest possible time.

"That's why His Majesty borrowed the sacred weapon that can travel through time and space, the Jiehuo Seal, for a thousand years!"

Diablo suddenly realized that he is not suitable to survive and develop in the main material world at all. If he is just an ordinary dragon, then his current strength is enough, but he is not ordinary. Come the coveted empire and the attention of the gods.

"That His Majesty has already reminded me, I'm still foolishly thinking about developing wretchedly in the main material world! I even brought out a group of dragons from the Dragon Realm! Haha!"

Diablo laughed self-deprecatingly, and his smile immediately frightened the centaur chief Olivia who was gradually regaining his energy.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing, I just figured out something, Olivia, you saw my real body, right?"

Diablo stared at the centaur chieftain who stood taller than everyone else, with a gentle smile.

"Hmm." Feeling something, Olivia condensed the strength in her body and was ready to strike at any time.

"In this case, sign a contract with me! Be my follower, you can choose to be my subordinate!"

Diablo took out a piece of soft black leather that was warm in his hands, and listed some simple contract terms on it. He is not a devil, and he has never studied contract science, so the terms he set are concise and clear, as unambiguous as possible. Leave any loopholes.

"What if I refuse to sign the contract!"

"That's a pity, I'm about to go on a long journey, but I hope that when I come back, everything can remain the same, and if you refuse to sign, it will make me very insecure, so, Olivier Ya, please choose wisely!"

Diablo's smile was still gentle, but in the eyes of the centaur chief, it was the most severe warning.

"I want to see the terms of the contract first!"

"Here." Diablo handed over the leather in his hand.

"Dragon skin!"

When the centaur chief took over the black leather, the touch of her hand made her sure where the raw material came from. She had hunted and tanned a sub-dragon, and he knew that the leather of a dragon would give What kind of feeling does a person bring.

And the original owner of the dragon skin in her hand must have a higher bloodline than the sub-dragon she once killed, even a real dragon, which means that the guy with a smile at the corner of his mouth in front of him has peeled off a dragon skin with his own hands. The dragon's skin, and even killed a dragon.

Such a discovery made the centaur chief more cautious. This is an existence that can treat the same kind in an extremely cruel way, so it is naturally impossible to be merciful to foreigners.

"First, without permission, do not disclose the existence of the master to any third party!

Second, you must not lead the centaur to attack..."

After scanning the simple clauses, Olivia looked at Diablo in surprise. It wasn't that there were any excessive clauses on them. On the contrary, the clauses were quite loose, except that he was not allowed to disclose Diablo's Existence is to keep her in the status quo.

Of course, there is also something that makes her very uncomfortable, that is, among these few clauses, the guy in front of him puts himself in the position of master, while she becomes a slave.

She admits that she is no match for this guy, but being treated as a slave is really too much, not to mention her identity as the head of the clan, she is also the strength of the soul level, and it is only a thought to destroy mountains and cities.

"What? Any dissatisfaction?"

Diablo looked at the face of the centaur chief. How should I put it, although he was not used to the lower body of a robust horse, the upper body was perfect, perfectly combining strong strength and feminine softness.

It's just that such eyebrows are almost unknown to outsiders, because centaurs don't care about such beauty, and anyone who has seen this perfect face, no matter what race, has almost been sent to hell. Will tolerate anyone who steps into their territory.

"I am willing to be your follower, but I refuse to be a slave! Even if you threaten me with death, I will not give in!"

"That's it?"

"Ah!" Olivia was taken aback. The dragon should be a more arrogant and domineering immortal than the centaurs. It's unbelievable that this one is so talkative.

"I am against slavery. If I were the king who ruled this land, then I would fight the slave trade and liberate the slaves from their masters!" Diablo said righteously.

"Then why in the contract..."

"Because I'm not the king now!"

Chapter 193 The Request of the Dragons

After settling the centaur chief's entanglement about his identity, in the frontal battle, the centaur Livia, who was defeated by Diablo who had released his real body, signed the contract without much hesitation.

She still has too many things she wants to do, she still has many unfulfilled dreams, she can't give up her life for indifferent dignity or ridiculous freedom.What's more, the one who wants her to submit is a being who is much stronger than her, and there is nothing shameful in bowing her head and submitting.

"it is good!"

Although Diablo knew that he threatened the chief in front of him with his ethnic group, forcing her to bow her head and submit was a bit despicable.

But as the saying goes, don't look at the process, just look at the result. As far as the result is concerned, it is undoubtedly gratifying. After he entered the main material world, he obtained the first soul-level family member, and he obtained it by virtue of his own strength.

"Hahaha!" So Diablo smiled very happily, and he began to care about this follower's practice at this time when he was in a good mood.

"Livia, have you encountered any bottlenecks in your practice?"

"No!" The centaur chief thought for a moment, then shook his head decisively.

"Don't you have the feeling of lack of stamina and weak succession?" Diablo stretched out his hand and gestured.

The world is sometimes cruel enough to make people feel hopeless. There has never been real fairness. Long-lived species have the elusive lifespan of short-lived species, and geniuses have the desperate talents of ordinary people... These are predetermined at birth up.

In other words, the vast majority of creatures have their future determined on the day they are born, like caterpillars in flowers and plants, fish schools swimming back and forth between rivers, apart from being eaten by predators, There is only a future that will give birth to offspring and die from exhaustion.

Although there are too many creatures whose life level is higher than Qingworm Yuyu, their lives are more exciting, but the almost doomed future is the same, just like the centaur chief in front of him, although powerful, but may have exhausted his potential , life can only stand still, and then die of old age in endless unwillingness and resentment.

"No."

Understanding what Diablo wanted to ask, the centaur chief Olivia shook her head firmly, her eyes full of confidence.

"How long did it take you to cultivate to the present state?"

Diablo was still a little reconciled, this was different from what he thought, it shouldn't be that the centaur chief said bitterly that her potential was exhausted, and then he mercifully bestowed a drop of blood, which logically Transform her into a dependent?Why is this a development?

"51 years!"

The centaur chief frowned and thought for a while, and simply reported his age. Anyway, the centaur began to fight with the surrounding environment after birth, and then worked hard to survive in the dangerous jungle. Not too much.

"..." Diablo was speechless for a moment. He thought that this centaur could be his older sister in terms of age, but he didn't expect it to be his younger sister. He miscalculated.

"Well, since you feel that you still have the strength to move on to a higher level, then I have nothing to say."

Diablo, who wanted to show off but failed, sighed and was about to leave. He should arrange some things before the journey.

"Lord Diablo, where do you want to go?"

"This has nothing to do with you." It was impossible for Diablo to tell her that he was going to travel to another world.

"Although I feel that I can continue to become stronger, I can't fully stimulate my potential. Apart from you, there is no opponent in this area that I can fight against."

"You become stronger through fighting?" Diablo understood this guy's needs.