Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 106 The Battle of the Soul

The family army escorted nearly [-] hill giants back to Dragon's Nest Town with supernatural materials such as skin, eyeballs, and hearts collected from the corpses of the hill giants.

Ron stayed where he was.

He will continue to go north to investigate the situation of the hill giant tribe himself.

Ron landed on the ground, with the battlefield where the two sides fought before.

More than 600 hill giants were stripped of their important parts, leaving only worthless and difficult to transport flesh and blood.

The bloody aura soaring into the sky attracted many carnivorous beasts or extraordinary creatures in the forest, but they were afraid of Ron, who was huge and naturally exuded dragon power, so they did not dare to approach and could only drag away the scattered hill giant corpses on the edge of the battlefield.

The stench of blood entered Ron's nostrils, but turned into a seductive fragrance in his real dragon sense of smell, making Ron salivate involuntarily.

Except for some metal dragons and some gem dragons of good or neutral alignment, other true dragons do not resist eating intelligent creatures.

Intelligent creatures such as humans, orcs, dwarves, and giants are all in their recipes.

There are even some five-color dragons who prefer to eat elves. According to them, the flesh of elves is very tender and delicious. The best way to cook it is to steam it, or grill it without spices until it is half-ripe.

Ron knew that the body instinct of the real dragon was gradually assimilating himself, making his perception and thinking more and more close to the real dragon.

He didn't resist the transformation, but part of his human memory made him have no appetite for these humanoids.

Swallowing, Ron shook his head: "It's a pity, it smells pretty good, I don't know how it tastes after breathing electricity."

Withdrawing his energy, Ron stared at the soul ball in his hand, watching the ferocious-faced soul body growling silently, sending out circles of weak soul fluctuations.

Under the effect of high-level soul imprisonment, even the soul of a high-ranking spellcaster can hardly affect the outside world. The soul fluctuations it emits can at most make ordinary mortals have nightmares and then get seriously ill.

The real danger lies inside this soul ball.

Searching for the memory and knowledge in other people's souls is not a small risk for Ron, who is not a professional necromancer.

Adjusting his breathing and concentrating his mind, Ron released his mental power and probed into the soul ball.

Ron's mental power tentacles entered the soul ball, and the scene in front of him instantly changed into a constantly evolving and changing scene, as if he had entered one movie clip after another.

In these clips, Ron is sometimes studying shamanic spells, sometimes cutting the flesh and bones of some beasts, and sometimes arguing with other shamans.

But more fragments are daily eating and drinking, chatting with other hill giants, breeding offspring with female hill giants and other trivial matters.

Ron knew that these were the memories of the mountain giant shaman.

Ordinary people rashly contact other people's memories, and usually get lost in these memories that do not belong to them, but are like personal experiences.

Lost in the memory of others, ranging from a split soul to insanity, or even directly becoming dementia without the ability to think, or directly dissipating the soul and dying.

Knowing the danger, Ron stabilized his mind, broke away from the illusory memory, and condensed the shape of his own real dragon in these constantly changing memory fragments.

"It's still a bit reckless. You should make more preparations for such a high-risk thing as searching the soul."

Ron secretly reflected in his heart. After coming to this world, his journey went smoothly, and he was able to win without any risk when encountering a strong enemy. This made him a little swollen and lost the caution he should have.

"There should also be the influence of the arrogant nature of the real dragon. As one of the most powerful races in the world, even a weak young dragon will not look down on creatures other than real dragons, especially since he is a five-color dragon. "

The stronger the five-color dragon's arrogant nature will be, the more obvious it will be. If Long En is the number one red dragon among the five-color dragons, he would probably be so mad that his tail would go up to the sky when he killed the incarnation of refining demons.

The surrounding memory fragments suddenly accelerated, as if turning into a dangerous vortex, trying to sink Ron into it.

Ron raised his brows and focused his attention so that he would not get lost in these memories.

From those changing memory fragments, one arm quietly stretched out, reaching towards Ron's spiritually concentrated body.

With a sweep of his tail, Ron smashed those arms into pieces, and said, "Hurry up if you want to come out, don't waste time with these useless little moves."

Maybe it was because the sneak attack was ineffective, or maybe it was irritated by Ron's words, the rotating memory fragments were instantly shattered and turned into sharp fragments, and shot at Ron.

Every piece of fragment hit Ron, tearing Ron's condensed spiritual body, and quickly dissolving, filled into Ron's body, pouring messy memories into Ron's mind.

"Humph!"

Ron guarded his mind and continuously poured his spiritual power into this body with concentrated spiritual power.

The powerful mental power of the real dragon instantly allowed Ron to regain the advantage, and the huge mental power shook, directly crushing the memory fragments flying towards Ron.

An illusory mountain giant soul rushed madly into the vibrating mental power, and flew towards Long En with resentment and hatred.

Ron's eyes narrowed and he said, "It's over."

A spike of condensed spiritual power pierced into the soul of the hill giant shaman, and exploded in an instant, blowing it into spiritual power aggregates and soul fragments flying all over the sky.

The consciousness in the soul completely died, and the entire soul began to disintegrate rapidly. Ron expanded his spiritual power, wrapping and absorbing all the soul fragments as much as possible.

Without professional means, Ron could only choose to use this brutal method.

With pieces of memory fragments integrated, Ron quickly browsed the life of this hill giant shaman.

In its memory, Ron also saw Glengo, who was deformed and thin compared to other mountain giants. Both of them were excluded by other shamans. exchanged.

"It turns out that Glengo is a hybrid of a human and a hill giant. Tsk tsk, this fetish is really strange for a female hill giant."

But unfortunately, Ron didn't know the real purpose of these hill giants from its memory.

It was also excluded, just like Glengo, it just received the orders of the big shaman and knew nothing about other things.

Just when Ron thought he would find nothing else, a fragment of memory merged into his mind.

A pair of dark and evil eyes opened in its mind, revealing a strange and cold gaze that gave Ron a feeling of being seen through.

Ron's eyes widened, and he took out his soul staff and pointed it at his head without hesitation.

"Soul blast!"

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