The existence of Presta was immediately revealed, and the lycanthrope seemed to be instructed by that evil will.

They blocked all the way out, some monsters with climbing ability began to climb up the rock wall, and those tentacles covered with disgusting mucus also wrapped around the spider drow on the wall.

In the eyes of this group of evil fanatics, it is a sinner who disturbed this grand ceremony, and naturally it is impossible to let it go out alive.

Now that the Lord is angry, he can only sacrifice him to seek forgiveness from the true God.

Presta's face has become very ugly, and it seems a little difficult to leave here in this situation, but it is not without a chance.

Although the number of lycanthropes exceeds a thousand, their individual combat power is not too strong, which is similar to that of beasts of the same type.

But Prosta is the dragon vassal of Ize. As a rare dragon-born spider elves, Prosta's body is almost three times that of ordinary people, and it is not even bigger than the largest bear man here. few.

Its exoskeleton is covered with fine scales, with strong physical defense and excellent magic resistance, the tip of the spider spear presents a rare dark green, and every sharp step can easily pierce the rock.

The mixture of venom and strong acid infiltrated from it can even corrode steel, and it also inherited the breath weapon of acid breath from the Dragon King. From the point of view of attributes, it can completely crush the beastman.

The heat came continuously from the dragon scales on his chest, and Prosta took a deep breath. It was about to prepare to go all out. What he saw and heard today was definitely the most valuable information, and he had to bring it back to him no matter what. Owner!

The three disgusting tentacles on the wall were entangled at the same time, and Prosta raised the spider spear without hesitation. The spear severed the tentacles.

Those lycanthropes who rushed over in a frenzy waved their claws and grabbed Pleista, but they were greeted by a large amount of deadly acid!

At this moment, the eight spider spears turned into eight indestructible swords, severing the beastmen along the way one by one. Occasionally, monster attacks fell on it, and they were also bounced off by the tough and fine scales.

Presta secretly rejoiced that the strength of these lycanthropes was much weaker than he imagined. As long as he did not fall into the beast group below, he should have no problem leaving here with his own strength.

However, at this moment, the tentacle on a statue seemed to come alive. It pierced through the air with lightning speed, wrapping Plesta's body tightly, and the spider spear stabbed the tentacle fiercely, but it spread A crisp crashing sound came out.

Its gaze fell along the tentacles to the statue that seemed to be alive. Obviously, this tentacle did not seem to be the same as the others, and it was somewhat like the body of the evil god.

Yes, some unknown existence saw XX, and then, he came.

At the same time, an evil will suddenly rushed into Presta's mind.

"?"

Presta: ? ? ?

"nishenshangxiedaiyoutadeqixi."

The obscure and stubborn syllables were remembered in its mind, and Presta could hear the rage in this incomprehensible sentence, but could not understand it.

"Even if you kill me, I will not surrender to you! My great master will not be afraid of you, he will know your existence, he will avenge me, he will kill you!"

Presta sent out incompetent fury, but its words deeply stabbed the heart of the evil god.

The tentacles touched the chest of the spider elf, and felt the heat radiating from the dragon scales all the time, as well as the unpleasant sulfur smell that he would never forget no matter what!

Thinking of those two unpleasant memories, the Evil God's mood fluctuated very violently, and all of this was brought to him by the red dragon.

Accompanied by an indescribable grin, the mouthparts with countless rodents on the ends of the tentacles sucked the dragon scales, and Prosta let out a roar of pain. Dragonscale became interested.

And at this moment, the mutation resurfaced.

The moment the dragon scale was removed from Prosta, it became extremely hot, and the scorching high temperature even made the air visibly hot.

The thin scales on the tentacles turned red and began to melt!

The flames climbed up like maggots on the tarsus, and in an instant, there was a tendency to spread to the statue, and the evil **** let out a shrill roar. This scene was very similar to the original situation.

He shot frantically, trying to break free of the dragon scales, but the dragon scales seemed to be completely stuck to it. No matter how the tentacles swayed, the scorching high temperature was still coming continuously.

The flames were burning more and more vigorously, but Prosta was stunned to the side. How could the master's scales have such a powerful power? Can even the incarnation of the gods be easily shaken?

More and more tentacles are entangled, like moths fighting a fire, trying to use this primitive method to put out the flame~lightnovelpub.net~ But I don't know why, the tentacles are scorched by the flame and flow out as dark and sticky as The glue-filled liquid of ink can have an irreversible and terrible reaction with the flame, which not only burns excessively, but also causes an explosion!

As a result, almost all tentacles were ignited by dragon flames. The lycanthropes did not know what happened to the true **** they were praying for. Under the guidance of their crazy will, they all cried and grabbed the ground, or threw their souls and lives into the flames. Sacrifice to the true God.

The lycanthrope sacrificed itself in a suicidal way, and the scarlet blood roared and roared along the lines of the altar like a tributary of the river, sketching an extremely grotesque pattern.

With the blood sacrifices of a large number of believers, the evil god's breath suddenly increased, and the huge stone statue seemed to be fully alive at this moment.

His indescribable body exudes an unparalleled evil aura, and a creepy sense of horror spreads throughout his body, accompanied by an emotional will that can drive people crazy.

The darkness suddenly surged like a viscous tide, which seemed to come from the ultimate horror of apocalyptic destruction, dousing the burning flame little by little.

The evil god's power finally gained the upper hand. Seeing that the dragon flames were about to be completely wiped out, Prosta suddenly grabbed the wriggling tentacles. It cut through its own veins with a spider spear, and the scarlet blood kept dripping and pouring on it.

As the master's dragon vein vassal, the moment it drinks the dragon's blood, its own blood is assimilated by the blood of the Dragon King and possesses magic power.

The already dim dragon scale burst into flames again after drinking blood, and the flames suddenly shot up dozens of meters, outlining a huge portal, and a voice finally sounded slowly at this time.

"Well done, Presta, I finally got this guy again."

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