The Demon King Mode System

CHAPTER 253: THE DRAGON BARBEQIU

Klak .. klak …

A skeletal warrior with pale white bones was walking in the forest. On his bones were several pieces of tattered clothes and armor, and it held a rusty and torn long sword in its hand. Perhaps it was because this long sword carried a lot of weight, but after stepping on the thick black snow, his leg bones continued to leave strange footprints. Behind him, a large number of undead followed closely. The death knights remained silent as usual as they rode on the skeletons of their warhorses, ascending and descending rhythmically with hooves. The ballast carried a blood-soaked scythe on their shoulders and floated three feet off the ground. Their tattered robes moved without any wind, causing a terrifying wind sound to escape from their bodies from time to time.

A bone dragon flapped its wings full of holes and flew low above the forest. The thick backbone allowed Cassandra to stand on it easily.

　

　

After the snow calamity, there was not any sound in this forest that should be full of vitality, and even the cries of insects were no longer heard. All the plants in the entire forest had turned into black withered branches. Although the tall trees were still standing upright, all of them were bare as the leaves had already withered under the black snow…

Giovanni turned into a big bat and flew through the air. From above the forest, he saw a scene of death and silence below. Even though he was an undead vampire who had always lived in a terrifying grave, seeing this scene in front of him made him shudder.

　

　

That demon.. Osiris, why is the power of his ice and snow so strange and frightening? Giovanni thinks. He could feel that the forest had completely lost its vitality, and became like this only after a heavy snowfall.

Roy and Julia also flew through the air, following behind the undead army. Julia flew higher and stared at the forest from above. After descending again, he said to Roy, “The range of your magic power seems to have increased. ”

Roy smiled, silently agreeing. In fact, any caster will experience this. With the continuous use and practice of magic, not only will the body form an effect similar to muscle memory, but it will also allow the spellcaster to have a deeper understanding of magic, and the magic they unleashed would be even more beautiful .. Roy is in this state right now.

Back in the desert, it was much harder to use magic power to influence the atmosphere and climate. But in the forest with this abundant moisture, Roy's magic power is clearly visible.

It didn't take long for Roy and the others to get to the middle of the forest. Roy took out ‘Soul’ Puller Flag with his Osiris Mark and started collecting souls in this forest.

　

　

The moment he inserted the Soul Puller Flag into the ground, the Osiris Mark on it lit up, and countless souls flew towards Roy. Most of the inhabitants of this forest were ordinary animals, so these souls were actually just ethereal beings. The smallest is the size of a grain of rice, and the largest is only the size of a table tennis ball.

However, there were a lot of these beast spirits. Roy was almost out of soul, so he didn't refuse anything. As this soul light gathered, the entire forest seemed to have a beautiful river of stars.

Seeing Roy rob so many souls, Giovanni would be lying if he said that he was not envious.

Undead beings had no soul; their souls had disappeared the moment they died. The Raise Dead Spell from necromancers actually did not summon their souls back to make the undead rise again, but it was a method to protect their bodies with death strength and awaken the rest of their consciousness. During this process, due to the lack of a soul, the revived undead often lose a lot of memory, which is why many undead become cold-headed and have no consciousness.

　

　

The higher the level of the necromancer using Raise Dead, the more memory the undead could store. For example, although skeletal soldiers might not need to recall their memories, they could retain more combat experience in their bodies and become more nimble and daring in battle. This was one of the reasons why the undead under the command of high-level necromancers were stronger.

Giovanni is a vampire, and he has been transformed into a vampire through a ritual. But in the same way, whatever his methods, his soul had been lost the moment he became a vampire. This is the price of eternal life. In fact, vampires are relatively special undead. They rely on blood absorption to maintain their bodily activity, even without a soul, they can maintain a very high intelligence and more awareness.

　

　

Due to the absence of a soul, Giovanni's body had long since lost all sorts of sensations, just like any other vampire. They do not know pain or joy. Only when they drink blood will they feel satisfaction that they have not experienced for a long time. Giovanni knew his flaws, so every time he saw a demon plundering souls, he would feel extremely envious.

Why can the devil devour these souls while I cannot? If I have demonic abilities, maybe I can rely on devouring souls to regain my own soul?

However, despite his envy, Giovanni knew that this demon in front of him was not a good character, so he could only hide this envy in his heart.

Roy was gathering souls as the ground began to rhythmically shake, and the trees in the distance fell to the ground with the sound of cracks. The huge body of Fat Tiger was running through the forest and running towards Roy.

After a few loud bangs, Fat Tiger loosened his mouth and threw some dragon corpses in front of Roy!

The dragon corpses brought back by this Fat Tiger were naturally some baby dragons living in this forest! Although they were baby dragons, they were about one to two meters long and weighed at least fifty to a hundred kilograms. They look like bison.

The body of this baby dragon was covered in a layer of black snow, and beneath it was a soft green skin. The extremely soft dragon scales did not have much protection, and Fat Tiger's teeth had bitten at him, causing golden blood with red spots to flow out. At first glance Roy knows that they must be the green dragon boy.

　

　

Adult dragons were extremely powerful, but their young dragons were extremely fragile, so fragile that they died under the Desolate Roy Virus. It's totally unexpected.

Aw! “Maying!” “Weak!”

Fat Tiger happily jumped in front of Roy a few times, causing the ground to tremble. He looked very excited, and his three tongues dangled from his mouth and drooled.Roy immediately understood what he meant when he saw this and said in surprise, “You want me to bake this baby dragon for you to eat ?! ”

Fat Tiger lowered his head and rubbed Roy's body flatly, expressing his attractiveness. After rubbing, he lay on his stomach on the ground and stared straight at Roy with anticipation.

“OK okay!” Roy knows that this guy has lost interest in fresh and bloody food ever since he ate roast meat. This time, he had actually captured some of the corpses of the green dragon babies. He might want to try something new and plan on eating roasted dragon meat…

However, why are there so few baby dragons in this forest? Didn't dragons always care about their children? Where are his parents?

Giovanni might look at Roy's hesitation and say, “With the baby dragon here, there is most likely a dragon's nest in the forest, but an adult green dragon might go hunting for a meal. It will probably be a little troublesome when they return. ”.

This time, it was on par with Roy making use of when the adult green dragon came out to kill all their children …

　

　

However, Roy was not worried about the problem that Giovanni mentioned. There was usually only one dragon nest in the forest, and even if the green dragon matured back, it would not be much. Since these green dragons lived here, they probably had some connection with the elf fortress. If they dared to return, Roy would get rid of them together to prevent them supporting the elves to deal with it.

Roy asks Fat Tiger to spit out a fire and light a fire on the spot. Then he started roasting this baby dragon. The aroma was quite fragrant, no different from roasted bolted pork, making Roy look forward to it. Fat Tiger salivated. He smelled the scent and paced around Roy impatiently, but his eyes were fixed on the meat on the fire, waiting for food. Giovanni saw this scene and felt very uncomfortable for some reason. Perhaps this was the first time she had seen a roasted baby dragon.After that, Cassandra, who was on patrol, returned. He brought back a bunch of elf guard corpses and said to Roy, “Master, the news has not leaked yet. The bodies of these elf rangers were still far from the edge of the forest! “

“Oke, that's good. As long as we pass through this forest, it will be too late for them to find us! ” Roy nodded.