Heritage foundry

Chapter 329 The Game of the Arms Dealer ([-])

When the human child-sized, golden scale armor shines all over the body, the lovely Douglas golden dragon with the dragon horn Q appears in the sky above the Holy Cross Manor.

All styles of painting are changed.

The Thunder man and the half-human-dragon woman, who had just melted into the source energy world and easily crossed the Thunder belief blockade, fell from the sky the moment they emerged.

The Thunder man was better. He woke up from the shock of Longwei at the moment before he fell to the ground. The bright red Thunder mark on his eyebrows was slightly bright, and he landed on the ground smoothly.

But the human-dragon hybrid female priest was not so lucky. As a human-dragon hybrid, the dragon blood in her body made her helpless against the dragon power of the upper dragon clan!
"Boom!" The female priest hit the ground so hard that Zhou Mo could even hear the sound of bones breaking.

"Master Douglas, Zhou Mo invited you here because he wants you to fulfill your promise and do the next trivial favor!"

Douglas turned his dragon eyes, and first looked at the earth dragon that had turned into a corpse. The dragon eyes suddenly shrank, and in an instant, the endless power of the dragon enveloped the entire Holy Cross Manor.

However, this Dragon Might came and went quickly, but within a short breath, Douglas saw the details of the Earth Dragon, and muttered:
"I thought it was a child from some family who ran out, but it turned out to be a mixed race!"

Zhou Mo panted heavily. Although Long Wei was only for a moment just now, even Zhou Mo was suffocated for a moment by the majesty at the top of the biological chain.

At this time, Douglas seemed to remember who Zhou Mo was. He flapped his small dragon wings and flew around Zhou Mo. The dragon eyes swept over the cross on Zhou Mo's chest, and seemed to understand what the cross was. , Douglas curled his lips, flew to a high place again, and said condescendingly to Zhou Mo:

"Let's talk, Master Douglas has always kept his promises, but you must not go too far, otherwise..."

Douglas's dragon eyes gave Zhou Mo a neutral look.

Zhou Mo lowered his head slightly, and said respectfully:
"Master Douglas, Zhou Mo naturally knows how to measure. I just ask you to restrain this half-human-dragon Otto Empire royal family to enshrine. This request, for you..."

Before Zhou Mo finished speaking, Douglas in the sky moved. With his small and stubby forelimbs, he pointed at the human-dragon hybrid priest, and saw the female priest who fell into the ground with a pair of dragon wings, floating in front of Douglas .

Douglas carefully looked at the mixed-blood worshiper for a while, and after confirming that the human woman did not have any dragon aura he knew, he rest assured that a dragon claw was placed on her forehead!

A golden light of source energy sank into the body of the female priest, and with a wave of Douglas' stubby foreleg, he threw the sacrifice at Zhou Mo's feet.

"As long as you hold the dragon's horn, it's impossible for this human female to resist you! You and I, it's clear."

Zhou Mo naturally had no objection, bowed his head and said:
"What your lord said is, naturally the two are settled!"

However, Douglas still didn't leave, but stood above the Holy Cross Manor, sniffing something constantly!
After a while, the Douglas golden dragon muttered in a low voice that could be heard throughout the manor:
"A poor ghost, there is not even a hundred thousand gold coins in the lair, the poor me is too lazy to do it!"

The sound dissipated, and Douglas also disappeared over Zhou Mo Manor.

Only then did Zhou Mo look at His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince who was covered in a layer of khaki-yellow energy with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said:

"Your Highness Fourth Prince, look, the current situation of the human race is the time when all human races are about to unite. Why do you want to fight and kill as soon as you come?"

The fourth prince looked at Zhou Mo with a gloomy expression, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his pale golden eyes. He now has some doubts, whether Zhou Mo and Ruiwen-Nalong joined forces to set up a cover for him. Let him drill in.

"Zhou Mo, it's useless to talk too much. Since you won this game, let's talk about how it will end!"

Zhou Mo stepped forward, his hands shrouded in water, and he just touched the khaki light around the fourth prince's body, and the khaki light trembled violently, disappearing in between breaths.

Reaching out and hooking the fourth prince's shoulder, Zhou Mo said with a smile:

"Don't worry, why bother? His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince has the right to stay here. This matter is not yet over!"

…………

A day later, in the Palace of the Sea King.

Ruiwen-Nalong gently stroked the design drawing of Lei Ting's belief in origin energy, with a smug smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Zhou Mo, Zhou Mo, this time you should know that you, a little Viscount Holy Cross, are not enough to be seen in the entire human race!"

Putting the blueprints away properly, Rui Wen Nalong picked up her brother's letter and began to understand the whole story.

After a few breaths, Reimu, who was relaxed all over because of the smile on Ruiwen-Naron's face, suddenly tensed up.

Ruiwen-Nalong suddenly turned the table in front of her into dust. Luckily, Ruiwen-Nalong was still sane and did not accidentally damage the design drawings and letters.

After a few more breaths, the emerald flames around Ruiwen Nalong disappeared, and her whole body regained its calm.

"When you give up, you give up, when you break up, you break up, what a Zhou Mo!"

Turning her head suddenly, Ruiwen Nalong looked at Lingmeng with her emerald green eyes, and said:

"Immediately order, the imperial weapon inherited by the Otto Empire is broken. Why didn't Neptune City hear about such news? Ask the guys in the intelligence department what they are doing!"

Lingmeng bowed her body to take the order, mourned for a moment for the chief officers of the intelligence department, and then left Ruiwen Nalong's sight as fast as she could.

…………

Inside the Holy Cross Castle, in the Grand Ballroom.

Zhou Mogao was sitting at the main seat, and was chatting and drinking with several distinguished guests, especially with His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince of the Empire sitting below him, they were even more intimate as if they had been brothers for many years. His Royal Highness is blushing.

"Your Highness Fourth Prince, to be honest, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you and even your third brother if the First Prince holds the power!"

The fourth prince didn't know if he was really drunk, or for something else, but he admitted directly:
"Yeah, who would have thought that my eldest brother, who had been imprisoned for decades and had never even met face to face, would take power as soon as he came out of the mountain? I'm fine, I'm a prince who just left the palace , the third brother has suffered a heavy loss!"

With that said, he drank the red wine in front of him in one gulp, and then said to Zhou Mo with a drunken eye:

"But it's nothing, it's just a matter of being bored, the same glory and wealth!"

"On the other hand, Zhou Mo, you killed a dragon-human hybrid priest from my royal family. Do you know how much resources and how long it will take to cultivate such a priest? You really are not afraid of the wrath of your father. With one blow, will you flatten your eagle's nest?"

Zhou Mo got up, reached out and patted the fourth prince's shoulder, and said:
"Hahaha, that's why the fourth prince and the three princes are staying here. Let's stay in the Eagle's Nest for a few more days!"

Upon hearing this, Chigger-Naron's face darkened, and he asked in a low voice:

"Your Excellency, Viscount Holy Cross, are you going to take the four of us as hostages?"

Zhou Mo took a glass of red wine from the maid's tray on the side, shook the wine, shook his head with a bit of drunkenness and said:
"Not that, not that."

(End of this chapter)