Evil dragon, I'm really not a young dragon!

At that time, with a life span of one or two thousand years, she might develop her two abilities to a new level.

Maybe she can rely on these two abilities to become a real undead by then.

If she is really allowed to live for 2000 years, she is fully capable of repaying the evil dragon who raised her.

"Let's take a look first, you may not be able to raise it."

Timos can barely accept the krypton gold for raising cubs.

Raising cubs is a bit outrageous.

He wanted to find an undead cub who could kill him on a whim.

But "boiling to death" and raising cubs "krypton life" to turn oneself into a short-lived ghost are completely different things.

Knowing the situation of the undead cub, Timos immediately crossed her out in his heart, and she was not in his range of adoption.

As for going to see her, it was purely to keep a hand.

If the undead strong dared to besiege him, he would dare to raise his cubs.

Not for anything else, just to make the undead strong who besieged him regret it when he takes revenge in the future.

If it's one-on-one, it doesn't matter.

If he dared to besiege him, then he would dare to raise his cubs.

"From the moment you heard about her from me, the "fate" between you has already existed. "

"I think so too, so when I see her later, I'm willing to donate one...three years of her life."

Donating three years of life to the undead cub is considered compensation.

After all, he had the intention to plot against that cub, so compensation should be given.

Regardless of whether the calculation is successful or not, he will donate three years of his life to the undead cub.

As for the three years of life he lost... When he goes to the elf kingdom and takes a sip of the "Fountain of Life", he should be able to make up for decades or hundreds of years.

Donating three years of life...isn't a big deal...

The death seraph was surprised, this evil dragon is very bold, donating three years of life at once, for other dragons, not to mention three years of life, even one month of life is probably not willing to donate.

"That child wanders around the Death Canyon during the day, and it's hard to find. But at night, she will sleep in front of her parents' graves. If you want to see her, I can take you to her parents' graves first."

"Then don't worry, take me around Death Canyon first, and finally come to Death Canyon, and when you go back, you should bring some local products to show the two cubs, preferably edible... .”

Timos' words stopped abruptly, he raised his hands to cover his face, and subconsciously thought of the two cubs he raised before.

After raising cubs, whenever they go out and encounter something fun, delicious, or beautiful, they will subconsciously think of them.

Unknowingly, there are some more habits that he didn't even notice.

I just sent those two cubs away. It's normal that I can't change it for a while, and it's normal to think of them.

After all, I really treat them as my own cubs.

Chris, who was transformed into a magic ball, glanced at Timos. The poor black dragon might not be able to get rid of the mentality of "old father" in a short time.

Let him come to the undead to pick up a cub and go back to raise it...

is true...

still wrong...

Hope is right, hope that poor black dragon can really pick up an undead cub this time for his retirement.

"You have cubs?!" The seraph of death was startled, the dragon looks so young, already has two cubs?

When did the fertility rate of the dragon family become so terrible?

"It was raised before, but now it's gone."

"Gone? Where did it go?"

"Sent back to the human world."

"Send back to the human world?" The seraph of death wondered, "Isn't it your own cub?"

"No."

"Oh." The Seraph of Death didn't continue to ask, "Let's go, I'll take you around the Canyon of Death and see if you can meet that undead cub."

...

It is true that Death Canyon is a canyon, but the width of this canyon is ridiculous. Timos, who wandered around Death Canyon with Death Seraph, could only see one side of the cliff, but not the other half.

There is a sun in the sky of Death Canyon, and the sun is pale white.

The weather is foggy...

The strong necromantic air permeates every inch of space, and what is inhaled here is all the necrotic air.

This is a paradise for the dead and a hell for the living.

The living people are afraid that they will be transformed into undead by the ubiquitous necromantic energy just after entering here.

Those who have no means to purify the spirit of the dead will not be able to last long if they come here.

If it weren't for his absolute confidence in his alien power "Black Abyss", Dimos would never come to Death Canyon.

If you can't swallow and transform the spirit of the dead, what are you doing here?

Come here to be an undead?

Walking on the streets in Death Canyon, Timos felt that the undead creatures in the whole street were looking at him, and some undead creatures even looked at him and licked their lips.

"A living person...hehe...Master Candice...Is he your contract servant?" A red-eyed skeleton with a ||horn on its head came not far from the angel of death six wings , a few steps behind, respectful inquiry.

"No."

"No?" Hearing the words, the red-faced one-horned skull showed greed in its scarlet eyes, "Then when he doesn't treat you, my lord, can I eat him?"

"You eat him?"

"is it not OK?"

"It's not impossible, I'm afraid you will be eaten by him in turn."

"??" The red-eyed one-horned skull was stunned, but this living person with red lips, white teeth, tender and delicious food still wanted to eat him?

Really laughed him to death.

Whether this living person can bite his bones is one thing.

"Lord Candice's joke is getting colder."

"Hahaha, Lord Candice is laughing at you, laughing at your fragile bones. Here I suggest you remove the thigh bone and give it to the living person, and let him take it back to make soup."

"How can the thigh bone work? Take off the skull. The unicorn ghost has some nutrition in the skull, and the rest of it is smelly and hard."

Some bold and powerful undead creatures followed not far away, laughing at the one-horned ghost who wanted to eat Timos.

"Walking here in this form will only attract more and more undead, so go back to your original form. If you find them annoying, grab a few and throw them into your mouth to eat, or make their bones Cheng molar stick is a good choice for you."

Timos stopped walking, he felt that what the seraphim of death said made sense.

Anyway, if he was forced to stay by the undead strong when he left, he would have to turn back into a black dragon at that time.

There is no difference between revealing the real body early and revealing at night.

Timos' eyes fell on the unicorn, "I have never eaten humanoid creatures, but... this does not mean that I have no intention of trying something new."

Roar--

With a deep dragon chant blasting on the street, a ferocious black dragon appeared in front of the undead creatures on both sides of the street.

The one-horned ghost who was clamoring to eat Timos before, seeing Timos changed back to his original form, the scarlet soul fire jumped violently.

Especially when he looked at God Moss's cold and slightly playful golden-red vertical pupils, the fear from the depths of his soul made him tremble involuntarily.

There was a creaking sound when the bones collided.

At this moment, he finally knew why this living person dared to walk side by side with Lord Candice, the seraph of death.

This living person is not a human being!

It's a black dragon!

It is the betrayal of the Dragon God!

The black dragon who dares to shout with the gods!

"Black...Black...Master Black Dragon...Forgive me...I am willing to donate the thigh bones of my legs to you, and let you take them back to make soup. Please don't swallow the fire of my soul...Give You knelt down...I'll give you another kowtow."

The one-horned ghost who was nearly five meters tall knelt down on the spot.Just when he was about to kowtow to Dimos, he was sent flying not far away by a dragon tail from Dimos.

"Capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped. You blasphemed the king of the Black Dragon Clan, I want you three... Forget it, I want you to live for two years, which is your punishment."

"I am willing to offer two years of life to the mighty and stalwart Black Dragon King! No! I am also willing to give three years of life!"

"I still like your rebellious appearance just now. Three years of life is fine. As long as you have two years of life, you can kneel down for that one year of life."

"Master Black Dragon, then if I kneel down for you twice, can I replace those two years of life?"

Timos glanced at the unicorn.

"Master Black Dragon, please take away the two-year lifespan!"

The one-horned ghost scrambled to his feet, came to Timos, closed his eyes and waited for Timos to take two years of life from him.

He didn't think about running away.

In front of the black dragon, even if he could fly, he couldn't escape.

As for calling for the powerful one-horned ghosts to attack the black dragon in front of them...

He didn't even dare to think about this idea...

The dragon's breath of the black dragon...their unicorns can't bear it...

"Follow me first, after taking two years of your life, you are leaving."

"Yes."

Timos glanced at the one-horned ghost, then at the undead creatures on both sides of the street, and looked up at the gray sky.

There was an undead bone dragon staring at him.

"Why not just crush him to death?"

"You want to teach me how to do things?"

The Undead Bone Dragon stared at Timos for a moment, then grinned: "Crazy enough, but not violent enough."

"I'm not interested in killing creatures weaker than me."

"Proud enough."

Throwing down two words, the undead bone dragon lying on the roof of the temple closed its eyes and stopped communicating with Timos.

The law of the jungle preys on the strong...

Timothy understood.

If you keep a low profile in Death Canyon, there will only be unexplainable troubles.

It's better to just walk in the Death Canyon with your true colors. If you want to trouble him, you have to weigh whether you have the strength.

The frivolity and strength of the brief exchange with the undead bone dragon is instinct.

The instinct of the black dragon.

The undead royal family in Death Canyon couldn't make him bow his head.

Not even the Undead God Clan.

He is the "King" of the Black Dragon Clan of Dragon Island in the future.

There are many more undead creatures watching the excitement on the street of Death Canyon, and the news that the living black dragon appeared in Death Canyon also spread in Death Canyon.

"What are the local products of Death Canyon?"

"Coffins, bones, undead, soul fire, grave grass, etc..."

Timos originally asked about the seraph of death, but the one-horned ghost respectfully told Timos some special products in Death Canyon in order to show off.

coffin?He knows how to make this stuff, but doesn't buy it.