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    "Ha, hahaActually, um, it's okay" The other party's tone was very gentle, but looking at the black shadow slowly pressing down above his head, Ivan felt a chill hit his heart, and he was nervous.  Swallowed.  Once the green flames that fell from the sky and gradually became sparse approached the half-dragon undead, they were bounced away, which made the two people below no longer busy avoiding those flames.  "You know, we undead are enemies of you adventurers, so well, don't be nervous, you are different from ordinary adventurers" The half-human, half-dragon undead slowly descended.  , while speaking, his red eyes quickly swept over the two of them.  When he glanced at Cady, the half-dragon undead made up his mind. He waved his hand casually, as if he was hit by an invisible force. Cady, who had been entangled with him for most of the day, let alone dodge, even grunted.  There was no chance, so he was violently kicked out. The momentum continued, knocking down several black stone buildings in succession. He stopped and was buried under a pile of thick rocks. Depending on the situation, even if he  Even if you are lucky enough not to die, you won't be able to live much longer.  Ai Wen's eyes trembled. After the opponent's battle, he was able to kill Cady so casually, so naturally he could be easily eliminated. Even if he had confidence in his own flames, the opponent was obviously someone who played with fire.  Expert, is the other party trying to intimidate him? Can he be able to escape safely from here in the end?  "Ha, I'm different from other adventurers? This sir, is there anything I can do to help? Is there anything special about my flame?" Ivan's spirit became tense, but  After thinking about it for a long time, I still didn't understand why I was being looked at in another way. The only possibility was the golden flame in my right hand.  "You are so smart. Your flames are indeed useful to me Well, then use your flames to drive these things away for me!" After falling to the ground, the half-dragon undead replied casually, turning the burning black  Yan's wings spread out and reached in front of Ivan.  "Hey, aren't these your own flames, sir? Do you want me to disperse them?" Although the black flames were almost in front of Ivan, Ivan couldn't feel the slightest heat - but this is a world of magic.  Ivan didn't care too much, but what he cared about was the half-dragon undead's order to expel the black flames on his wings. Is it a test of the flame ability of his right hand?  "This is not my flame. Well, it is actually the remnants of someone else's attack. It hurts me very much. If you can help drive them away, I can't consider letting you go. Well, you should be  You know, we undead are much more trustworthy than you demons!" the half-dragon undead said in a surprisingly gentle tone.  "I see. No wonder you suddenly dared to rush up to me and fight me hand-to-hand despite my body-protecting dark flames. It turns out you found a little guy here who can help you expel the flames!" The half-dragon undead had just finished speaking,  Another hoarse voice suddenly sounded, the tone full of resentment, obviously unwilling to accept this unexpected failure.  Ivan was startled when he unexpectedly heard a strange voice beside him. He looked around nervously with his eyes, and finally stared at the right palm of the undead half-dragon. In his right palm, he held  A transparent crystal skull with two dim white flames burning in its eye sockets. At this time, the upper and lower jaws of this crystal skull were opening and closing as if speaking.  "Is it talking? Could it be another undead boss that just fought this half-dragon undead?" Ivan couldn't help but thought to himself.  "Hmph, as a great warrior, the most important thing is not only your own strength, but also the ability to see and listen to all directions at any time, and adjust your tactics according to all changes on the battlefield Well, so you are talking about  You are behind the times, Sachs, you don't even know such an important battle idea." The half-dragon undead gestured for Ivan to take action, while raising the crystal skull in his hand and boasting proudly.  "Shut up, you just got lucky for a while!!" "Hahaha, it doesn't matter if I just have good luck, you bite me!" "Why are you so proud? That kid may not be able to expel my ghost.  "Where's the flame?" "Saxophone? Is it the black lich Saxophone?" Ignoring the dispute between the two undead, Ivan thought to himself, then put the thought aside and carefully moved the golden flame in his hand towards the half.  The black flame wings of the undead dragon leaned forward.  This pair of wings burning with black flames looks a bit scary, as if they are the legendary black flames of hell that can burn nothing. However, this half-dragon undead is also a high-level undead after all, and he should not take great pains to set up a trap, just to let himself  Put your hands up and hurt yourself!  ??The two flames of gold and black intersected and immediately became entangled together. With a harsh squeaking sound, slender dark green flames??Smoke rose from where they touched each other.     Huh?  Ai Wen was slightly startled, and then he realized that what was burning on the wings of the half-dragon undead was not a black flame, but two kinds of flames mixed together. Close to the fleshy membrane of the half-dragon undead's wings, there was a  There is a blood-red flame, and what is attached to the blood-red flame is the green flame that is spreading all over the sky just now. The two flames are fiercely fighting each other, mixed together, and it looks like it is seen in the dim light.  , the color became a strange black.  Thinking about it, what this half-dragon undead wants Ivan to eliminate is actually this thick green flame attached to the surface of the blood-red flame.  At this moment, the two undead bosses were having a boring quarrel with each other, but Aiwen did not dare to ask any more questions. He kept consuming the green flame with his right hand and holding a knife in his left hand. Once he found that the wound on his right hand was about to heal and the golden flame was gradually extinguished,  He quickly cut the wound on the finger of his right hand and widened the wound again.  I don't know if it was an illusion, but in a daze, Ivan seemed to feel that the green flames did not consume each other with his golden flames, but rather that the golden flames melted away the sinister ingredients, and then the remaining essence was smelted along the wound.  It's like integrating into one's own body.  It is precisely because of this weird feeling that Ivan behaves like the most loyal servant of this half-dragon undead, cutting off his right hand with one knife after another, just to heal his master's injury.  More than half an hour later, Ivan fell to the ground with a pale face and gasping for breath - no matter how small the wound was, and how fascinating the feeling was, releasing the golden flame always consumed blood and a certain amount of mental energy.  At this time, the pair of membranous flesh wings of the half-dragon undead were completely covered with red blood flames, without any trace of blue flames.  "You did a good job!" The half-dragon undead stretched its wings and nodded.  The red flames converged into the body and folded their wings behind their backs. The half-dragon undead squatted in front of Ivan who was lying limply on the ground. He wiped his eyes and said sadly: "I am very touched by your seriousness. Really, I have already  I haven¡¯t seen a creature like you for a long time. Ignoring the difference between life and death, without fear and disgust of the dead, trying to help undead like me" "Well, logically speaking, I should consider it as promised.  I'll let you go, but you are from the Bone Cage City City Hall. Do you know how much we undead hate those bastards guarding the gate? Well, they are as annoying as watchdogs, or are they the watchers of other houses?  Guard dog, if you had been careless just now, at least you would have given me an excuse to kill you. You are really making things difficult for me"
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