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The Lord of the Snowfield has not seen many Dragon Vein Warlocks, but he has heard of many examples of people who became Dragon Vein Warlocks and were easily killed by the dragon clan.
He asked himself that his own strength could still surpass most of the giant dragons, so he didn't care too much about the Dragon Vein Magician who could be killed by the giant dragon.
However, when the two sides were fighting, he suddenly realized something.
Perhaps most of the Dragon Vein Warlocks are not very powerful, but the reason why the dragon clan is so afraid of Dragon Vein Warlocks is probably because they are afraid of such an appearance.
However, the other party is still too young after all.
Although he didn¡¯t know what kind of means the other party used to have such power, he understood one thing, that is, no power can be easily obtained.
Although he tried his best to resist [Holy Dragon¡¯s Punishment], such a big move must have consumed a lot of money on him! Using such a devastating blow should have consumed most of his power.
But just when he was satisfied, his eyes were dull.
"[Holy Dragon's Brilliant Flame]!"
Flames carrying a large amount of sacred aura filled the entire world. Within the scope covered by this golden protective shield, everything was filled with such sacred flames.
"Why, why does he still have such power? It's impossible, it's impossible that he hasn't consumed it, but why can he still use such power?"
The Lord of the Snowfield's heart was full of unwillingness and anger, "Why is it that a new civilization that is just like an ant can give birth to two peerless strong men and have the luck to obtain the void elves? Why, why do I work so hard? After so many years of fighting, we have achieved such an achievement, but it only took the other side a few years."
Now there is only despair and indignation in his heart.
He has not lost all his resistance, but he understands that his resistance is of no use, and that continuing to resist is just a desperate struggle.
This made him feel even more desperate.
He knew that there was no such thing as fairness in the divine realm.
Or maybe the concept of fairness is a little different. If you are very powerful now, you can use your own power to collect resources and make yourself stronger.
If your talent is very good, your luck will also become very good. Even if you often encounter danger, the opportunities after the danger will definitely be greater.
There is no way, God¡¯s Domain is a place that cultivates strong people.
If you insist on talking about fairness, you can only say that what you get is directly proportional to your training value. This is the greatest fairness to God's Domain.
The Lord of the Snowfield is dead, being bombarded to death by a series of dragon spells.
Maybe he still has some methods, but in the face of dragon language magic, most of his methods are useless and can only be used as a desperate struggle.
After the death of the Lord of the Snowfield, Han Chen quietly used the Soul Locking Tower to seal the soul of the Lord of the Snowfield and imprisoned him in the Soul Locking Tower.
He has said that anyone who kills a person on Earth will be punished by death.
¡°Anyone who kills a person on Earth will definitely have to do so and will not be able to reunite his soul for 100,000 years. He keeps his promise.
After dealing with the Lord of the Snowfield, the Lord of the Yellow Sand's eyes were filled with sadness.
He was originally supposed to be a hero, but unfortunately he was unlucky, or he chose such a path of death.
At this time, the Yellow Sand Legion suddenly broke through the blockade and came to the vicinity of the Lord of the Yellow Sand.
"There is still hope!"
The Lord of the Yellow Sand's eyes shone with hope. Now that the Yellow Sand Army has arrived, he should have a chance to escape.
No matter what, he must live.
"Your Excellency, Lord of the Yellow Sand, please stay."
Just when the Lord of the Yellow Sand was about to escape, Han Chen suddenly stopped him, "Didn't you come here to kill me? Why did you leave now?"
The Lord of the Yellow Sand pretended not to hear Han Chen's words, and under the cover of the Yellow Sand Shield, flew desperately in the direction of the Yellow Sand Legion.
Han Chen did not pursue him, but let him leave.
He knew the characteristics of the Yellow Sand Shield. Before he opened the door to the myth, he could not break through the defense of the Yellow Sand Shield. Even the power of the dark curse would be blocked by the Yellow Sand Shield, so he could only let it go. He runs away.
But rightIt was enough for me. The price for the Lord of Yellow Sand's escape was that the remaining legendary beings were treated as victims.
"[So far away]!"
Under Han Chen¡¯s instructions, Wu Yuan cut off the escape routes of the remaining legendary beings.
The Lord of the Yellow Sand only cares about his own escape, and the Yellow Sand Legion is also desperately covering his escape. Under the pursuit of the Dragonborn Legion, thousands of people are dying every second. He can no longer care about that much.
Han Chen looked at the remaining legendary beings: "I'll give you a chance to beg for mercy, but you only have one chance."
A legendary assassin smiled bitterly and said: "I am the person in charge of Xuemo, and I can admit defeat to you on behalf of Xuemo."
He could see that even if the Lord of the Blood Desert was resurrected, he might not be the opponent of these people in front of him. In this case, it would be better to admit defeat simply.
Han Chen raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Do you just admit defeat verbally?"
The assassin of Blood Desert said: "We are willing to apologize and give half of the treasures in the Holy Mountain of Blood Desert to you. I just ask you not to use weapons recklessly against Blood Desert."
Han Chen's eyes were slightly cold: "I gave you a chance to beg for mercy, but judging from your appearance, you don't intend to cherish it."
The person in charge of the Blood Desert said anxiously: "Sir, we are willing to give half of the income in the Blood Desert territory to you. All the resources in the Blood Desert will be packaged and given to you by us."
Han Chen said coldly: "How can you give me my things as a condition for begging for mercy?"
The person in charge of Xuemo was speechless. He didn't expect Han Chen to think so. In his eyes, everything in Xuemo was already in his pocket.
So, he lowered his head and said: "Xue Mo is defeated, you can let your Majesty handle it."
Han Chen said: "Anyone who sends troops to my earth will be handed over to me for execution. All troops who participate in the war against the Dianxing Palace will be handed over to the Dianxing Palace for disposal."
The expressions of the people in charge of Xuemo changed drastically. This was not asking them to apologize. This was simply to break their spines.
They can imagine what consequences will await them if they do this.
The Blood Desert can be defeated, apologize, or even kneel down and beg for mercy, but if these troops who fought for them are handed over, the Blood Desert will cease to exist.
"Sir, please don't joke." The person in charge of Xue Mo said angrily.
Han Chen raised his eyebrows: "Do you think you are still qualified to negotiate terms with me?"
The person in charge of the Blood Desert said: "Sir, the Divine Realm is very large. Tianzhu was originally the entrance to the new civilization, and the water inside is deeper than you imagined." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com