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The perspective shook rapidly as the helmet flew out.

What happened? The soul living in the armor fell into a brief confusion.

Its perspective does not have to be restricted by the limitations of the armor, because it is a ghost. It just wants to regain the feeling of the time when it was born as a human being, so it confines its perspective within this armor.

The view drifted out of the helmet, and it was the ordinary-looking human male who had just kicked him. At this moment, he was slowly lowering his legs from the air, looking like he was posing.

"Teacher is so strong!" Heather cheered behind Caesar. At some point, the girl had become a cheerleader and was cheering behind Caesar.

Baraka was secretly shocked. She didn't see clearly what happened just now. She only saw the armor on the throne suddenly stand up and rush towards the few people with a sword in hand. Her eyes could barely keep up, but her body couldn't react. After a moment, the upper half of the armor was separated from the lower half.

"How dare you!" The ghost in the armor roared, but since it had long lost its real vocal organs and the language it spoke was not the common language on the continent today, the sound it made was incomprehensible and distorted, and to several people it sounded like an unconscious roar.

It was defeated by the owner of this armor thousands of years ago, and under the constraints of the contract, it was cursed and sealed in the armor to help the owner of the armor kill the enemy. For a thousand years, it has been alone here enduring loneliness and dark hibernation. Now, a thousand years later, a young man who came from nowhere and kicked it away, which it could not accept.

The armor on the lower body suddenly moved and attacked Caesar. The upper body that flew out also crawled on the ground with both hands. Black branches grew out, caught the flying sword and sent it back to the hand of the armor. Because he was no longer in a living form, it was very reasonable to attack with the upper and lower body at the same time.

"Can we communicate?" Caesar asked.

After thousands of years of changes, the common language of the continent has long been deformed. To it, Xi Ze's voice is just the slang of humans from some unknown little place. It brandishes the sword and says, "Die!"

Caesar had no weapon with him, so he dodged and swung his sword, but he couldn't reach the edge of his clothes. "Can't we communicate?"

Caesar frowned.

【Flame Dragon】!

Another instantaneous golden magic? The last time [Flame Dragon] thought it was the magic cast by the spell slot on the magic item carried by the man in front of it, but now it seems that this man cast it himself?

Being able to cast gold-level spells instantly, the man in front of him must be at least emerald-level.

"Wait! We can talk!" it said, but because of the language barrier, its voice sounded like an angry roar.

"Still not working?" This time, the [Flame Dragon] used Dragon Language Magic as a medium. Caesar always felt that Dragon Flame was not such an ordinary thing, so he just wanted to try it out with this monster in front of him.

The small fire dragon flapped its wings and flew out, exploding violently close to the armor. What Heather was most worried about happened, and the magic shield finally broke. But there was still a shield under the shield, and the same shield was tightly attached to the previous shield, so Heather and Bericka didn't see it.

Damn it! Is this dragon flame? Is the man in front of him a giant dragon transformed by the transformation technique? Dragon flame is a kind of magical flame. In addition to the high temperature on the physical level, it also burns the spirit. This really makes him feel severe pain: "Wait, wait! Are you deaf? We can talk!"

The armor in front of him was instantly blown to pieces, and even the black branches inside were ignited. It seemed that it had no good ability to absorb the dragon flame, and the black part inside it that looked like the main body was constantly burning.

Even though its body was divided into dozens of parts, it still emitted meaningless roars, and because it was divided into many pieces, it even had a reverberation effect.

【Big Flame Dragon】!!!

This move is a higher-level magic of [Flame Dragon], and its power is infinitely close to that of Emerald Rank. The gap between Gold Ranks is quite large, and some Gold Ranks can beat more than a dozen Gold Ranks, and some Gold Rank magic is several times more powerful than other Gold Rank magic. The power of this move [Big Flame Dragon] can be said to be at least the power of three or four [Flame Dragons] added together, and the temperature at the center of its explosion is unimaginably high.

What the hell, you're yelling at me.

"Cover your ears." Caesar ordered. The two of them only needed to roughly feel it to know what kind of terrifying magic power was contained in the [Big Flame Dragon] in Caesar's hand, which was no more than 30 centimeters tall.

"Wait! Damn you, can't you understand the universal language?" If this thing explodes next to me, will I still have it! Wait, [Language Comprehending]! I can use [Language Comprehending]!

The lingua franca is not static; thousands of years have passed, so change is natural.

There was no time to cast a spell, and the ghost could only watch it explode in front of him. He quickened the chanting of the spell, but he was never very good at this kind of spiritual magic. After all, he only pursued lethality back then.

The rapid chanting sounded like a rain of curses in Caesar's ears. The [Great Flame Dragon] flew out, and Caesar also reached out and covered his ears.

"Boom!" A violent explosion sounded. Even though they had passed through the barrier of this solid tomb and were isolated by thousands of meters of soil or rocks, people on the ground still felt a slight tremor.

The tremor only lasted for a moment; it came and went quickly.

The violent explosion brought up billowing smoke, and Caesar summoned a fireball to illuminate. At this time, the entire tomb was burned by the dragon flames and it was pitch black. The ground was in a mess, and the originally colorful reliefs on the walls had all turned into a black mass.

"Wait...wait, can we talk for a moment?" A shocked and angry voice sounded: "I am the great magician Tiabbi from a thousand years ago. Young warrior, can we talk for a moment?"

At this moment, its condition was extremely miserable. The black material that originally played a supporting role in the armor was almost gone. It was burned and annihilated under the extremely high temperature of the [Big Flame Dragon]. Its main consciousness could only be stored in the helmet to protect itself.

"Can you talk?" Caesar stopped his magic output and wanted to use [Flame Dragon], but he didn't expect to enter the plot directly. He seemed a little regretful.

"Human, I admit that you are quite powerful. How about making a deal with me?" The ghost Tiabbi said. Under its control, the armor on the ground gradually gathered in the middle. "I can see that you are very talented. You have such strength at this age. You have the potential to become a legend."

"As long as you help me get out, I will let this armor recognize you as its master. I can even teach you how to become a legendary warrior."

"First tell me why you are locked up here and what is your name?" Caesar asked.

"How long have I been sealed? Don't people in the world today even remember Lord Tiabbi, the Supreme Magician of the ** Empire?"

"** Empire?" Those two syllables sounded like some blocked words. When they came out of the mouth of this unknown ghost, it was impossible to know what it had just said.

"Damn it! Empire! How could it be! The empire is destroyed? Let me ask you, which family is in power outside now?" Its voice sounded very surprised, as if it had heard something incredible.

"Outside now is the Orn Empire. It has been hundreds of years since the unification of the Allen family. The last empire was the Biao Ma Empire twelve hundred years ago. What era are you from?" Baraka walked forward and said. Is this the person the Black Death Cult is looking for?

"The Orn Empire? The Biao Ma Empire? Damn it! I have been sleeping here for at least two thousand years!" Tiabee shouted, "Those damn usurpers! You are here to help me get out, right? Strength, knowledge, power, I can give you anything. Sign a contract with me, and I will give you everything you want!" It suddenly became excited and howled.

"Contract? What contract?" Caesar asked.

"My body was destroyed by a despicable guy. He could only destroy my body but not my soul. He sealed my soul in this Dark Dragon Armor and forced me to kill for him with a damn contract." The remaining armor gradually gathered together. Although it was burned by the flames, it was still clear that this full body armor was extraordinary.

Caesar picked up the helmet and looked through it. There were some black branches twisted together inside, and he could feel energy gathering in the middle. This must be the place where the soul in front of him really resided.

"Don't turn me around! You have to have at least some respect for the strong!" The helmet in his hand shouted unwillingly: "How about it! Make a contract with me, as long as you promise to reshape my body for me, even if you want to become a legendary strongman, it is not impossible. As long as you drip your blood on it, everything will be within your reach."

As it spoke, it stretched out the black branch from its helmet to indicate.

“I don’t want to. How can I take home something I don’t know its origin?” Caesar grabbed the black branch with his hand and pulled it to see if he could pull it off. Unexpectedly, it suddenly wrapped around Caesar’s wrist, trying to imprint strange runes on Caesar’s hand. Caesar didn’t resist, but wanted to see what it was. It didn’t look like a serious contract. The dark magic was a bit like a curse.

A lavender light flashed, and the rune was finally completed.

"Human, kneel at my feet!" Suddenly, its tone became arrogant, and no one knew where the confidence came from.

"You are really brave." It said proudly, "You don't dare to bring home something you don't know what it is, but you dare to play with something you don't know what it is? Now, kneel down!"

Caesar remained unmoved, and instead reached his other hand into the helmet, trying to pull apart the twisted black paper strips.

"I was thinking that if you behaved well, I could give you something sweet to enjoy, but now it seems necessary to make you suffer a little." Its voice was cold and piercing, like a poisonous snake.

Purple-black magic power rose from the rune on the back of Caesar's hand. Caesar was also very curious about this. What exactly was this rune that looked like a curse and a contract? Caesar could feel that the content of the contract was that the two should help each other, but there was a very strange structure on the rune, which translated into unequal terms.

The purple lines quickly spread from his arms to his face, touching where Caesar wore his mask.

The red dragon magic power that had been residing there had been in a calm state since it was sealed, but now it suddenly became restless like boiling water. Caesar only felt his face was extremely hot, as if the accumulated magic power was about to erupt, and his face was stuffy and he couldn't breathe.

"How is it? Do you have a splitting headache?" Tiabee said proudly, "It's not too late to admit your mistake now. From now on, you will be my slave obediently."

"It's so stuffy." Xi Ze said, pulling at his collar.

"What did you say?" Tiabbi asked, "Are you looking down on me?"

"I said, I'm so bored." Caesar no longer wanted to suppress the curse on his face and tore off the mask. The burned left side of the red dragon's face was now surging with magic power. The red lines burned, burning all the purple threads that climbed up the face. The red flames burned on Caesar's face, then flew into the air and condensed into a red dragon.

"Dragon of Destruction?" Caesar said, "Aren't you already dead?"

The red dragon did not respond to Caesar's voice. Instead, it let out an angry roar. Nine circles of scarlet light condensed at the back of its head. It opened its mouth and emitted the same scorching dragon flame as when it was alive.

"Roar!" A roar sounded, it was the angry flames of the giant dragon. It gushed out towards Caesar's hand, and the flames covered Caesar's entire palm and the helmet in his hand.

"This... This is dragon flame! This level!" Tiaibi roared in the flames: "You are also a dragon!"

“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!” It kept wailing, “You are a demigod dragon!”

“I was wrong, I was wrong!” The helmet in his hand trembled. “Let me go! Great Demigod Dragon! I didn’t know your noble identity. No matter how great you are, you can’t take care of everything! The two humans behind you are your partners! Please stop immediately, otherwise they will go to hell with me!”

Caesar looked back and saw that the two hand guards of the armor had just been blown away and were grabbing the faces of the two girls behind him. Heather's face was full of fear, but she couldn't move at all. Barica was in a better situation. She grabbed the hand guards with both hands and tried to pull them off, but she couldn't do it.

Although he has only been a teacher for less than a month, Xi Ze still feels a little guilty. After all, this job requires responsibility.

The retired hero threw away the helmet in his hand and put his hands on the two gauntlets. Tiabbi only felt some heavy magic power coming down in an instant, and the magic power seemed to have all condensed into ice.

But it doesn't matter. It had already drawn a contract on these two people. As long as it disappears, these two people will also explode.

Huh? Can the magic power in the runes that have been carved be still?

Naturally, magic power could not function during the prohibition period, and it could only watch its runes twist and deform under Caesar's control.

The scene before him was beyond Tiabee's understanding. Let's put it in a way that the Blue Star people can understand.

You reassembled the cooked braised pork into a pig, and brought Aunt Wang back from the brink of death after drinking two liters of DDW.

After the rune is transformed, it is still a rune, but the content has changed.

The two parties to the contract have not changed, only the content of the contract has changed, just like the content of an already signed contract has been forcibly changed, but since you signed your name on a blank piece of paper, it is still valid.