Chapter 1245 - 109: Let the Slaughter Begin! (Part 3)

Chapter 1245: Chapter 109: Let the Slaughter Begin! (Part 3)

Death.

Ferklager took a deep breath, and the terrifying Dragon Breath swept everything again, evaporating the Disaster Messenger before him.

"A bunch of weak humans."

Ferklager’s tone was very arrogant: "Only know how to bully the weak and fear the strong, I thought I could have a bit more fun."

This was nonsense.

How many people, upon seeing an Ancient Red Dragon descend from the sky, could still have the courage to continue fighting?

The Comer Kingdom almost bankrupted its finances trying to deal with an Ancient Red Dragon.

Clap, clap, clap!

A series of leisurely applause sounded, Ferklager turned alertly, his pupils shrinking as if feeling danger, staring at the slender figure emerging from the darkness, the figure possessing dark skin surrounded by terrifying magic energy, behind it a mysterious and bizarre golem.

—Sindai (One of Baal’s Five Saints) (Slaughter Divine Son) (Seven-Star Silver Gray)!

"You must be Ferklager?"

Sindai was an exotic and evil Zor Elf, appearing very young but possessing extraordinary strength, due to Baal’s divine bloodline, her growth cycle far exceeded that of other Zor Elves, and she was not under the control of Spider Queen Rose.

Of course, she was also among the earliest born Slaughter Divine Sons, considered the eldest sister among them.

"His Majesty sent me to assist you."

"To resolve some troubles you can’t handle." Sindai’s tone carried a hint of arrogance.

This tone instantly angered the Ancient Red Dragon before her, Ferklager, equally arrogant, spoke in a low voice filled with a hint of terrifying pressure, slowly saying: "Trouble I can’t handle?"

"You can solve it?"

"Arrogant Zor Elf!"

"I am Ferklager! Ancient Dragon! Graced by His Majesty! Favored by the Five-Colored Dragon Queen!"

Actually, it was boasting.

As far as the Five-Colored Dragon Queen Tiamat was concerned, it wasn’t truly favored, it was just that Duncan occasionally mentioned its existence, which slightly caught the Five-Colored Dragon Queen’s attention.

Sindai said nothing, simply raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

—Time Stop!

Crack.

As if everything was frozen, the Ancient Red Dragon Ferklager froze in place, even though it was an Ancient Dragon without divine essence, it still couldn’t be immune to Time Stop.

"See?"

"You need my help."

Sindai walked with elegant steps to Ferklager’s side, gazing into its fiery dragon eyes, her tone slightly playful: "We both serve His Majesty."

"Why must we be so confrontational?"

"I think we can cooperate happily, right?"

"After all."

"His Majesty has more than just the two of us serving him, we have quite a few competitors to face."

"Such as, that Lich, Kangus."

Demigod Witch Demon, Kangus.

Indeed a formidable rival, even the Ancient Red Dragon Ferklager was quite wary.

"Happy cooperation."

Sindai chuckled as she lifted the Time Stop, this Zor Elf Wizard, about one meter seventy tall, gazed at the massive, daunting dragon head before her, ignoring its mountain-like physique and terrifying Ancient Dragon power, speaking coldly: "This is His Majesty’s first time asking us to act."

"We must present him with a satisfactory result."

"Right?"

The Ancient Red Dragon Ferklager was silent, ultimately the flames at the corner of its mouth gradually disappeared, slowly saying: "The achievements in half, I take seventy percent of the spoils."

Truly a greedy Red Dragon.

Sindai chuckled, squinting her eyes: "Achievements in half, divide the spoils equally."

"No." The fierce Red Dragon opened its massive mouth, revealing fangs, exhaling a sulfur breath, roaring: "I must take at least sixty percent."

Sindai raised an eyebrow, speaking calmly: "Deal."

First give this Red Dragon a little sweetness, let it work hard, hopefully drawing out the Divine Favored as well.

His Majesty is very angry.

The consequences are severe.

Shirek released the Church’s Divine Favor Assassins for revenge, and the Lord of Storms released the Disaster Messengers.

Then don’t blame Duncan for not holding back.

Close the door.

Release Slaughter Divine Son!

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