Journey to the witch world

Chapter 1370 Soul Desire

Then, Enzo looked around.

Although Salman, the King of Storms, has fallen, the abyss pollution caused by him is still spreading to the surroundings.

Judging from this situation, it will definitely have a certain impact on the Wind Nest Principality.

Enzo pondered for a moment, then used ice magic again to cover more territory with wind and snow, and managed to suppress the power of the abyss through ice crystal sealing.

A full three days and three nights passed.

Enzo's eyes flashed with fatigue, but at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief. After such a long period of hard work, the power of the abyss was finally sealed by ice crystals.

Of course, this is only temporary. As time goes by, this abyssal power will explode sooner or later.

"We must hurry up!"

Enzo sighed in his heart, considering the current situation, he must hurry up if he wants to solve the problem of abyss pollution.

Otherwise, the ice crystals will break sooner or later.

Then, Enzo was about to leave the top of the mountains, but at this moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the wreckage of Salman, the King of Storms.

"perhaps……"

Enzo's eyes flickered slightly, and after pondering for a moment, he gradually came up with a plan in his mind, and finally killed Salman, the King of Storms.

It seems inappropriate for me to return empty-handed.

Thinking of this, Enzo immediately uttered syllables and relied on the black dragon clan's innate magic to awaken the body of Salman, the King of Storms.

Suddenly, a new bone dragon appeared.

And it is still formed from the corpse of the Dragon King. With the blessing of Enzo's magic power, it can at least exert the combat effectiveness of a fourth-level life form.

Then, Enzo had a thought in his mind.

The bone dragon spread its wings and showed his body to Enzo. There was a ball of soul fire in the skull, and it seemed that the last will of Salman, the King of Storms, still remained.

“Let’s call you Salman!”

Enzo nodded slightly, not intending to change the name of Salman, the King of Storms.

After leaving the top of the mountains, Enzo returned to Wind's Breath City. Due to the pollution of the abyss, he decided to speed up the expansion of the Darkblood Principality.

Enzo then called all his followers together.

"This is?"

Looking at the bone dragon appearing in the palace, the white dragon Karl's pupils shrank, and an incredible luster flashed in his eyes.

Anyone can tell that the huge creature in front of them is a dragon king-level bone dragon.

This also means that Enzo hunted a dragon king not long ago and relied on the magic of the black dragon clan to refine it into a bone dragon.

"Lord of the Winds, Salman!"

Next to him, the shock in Karst's heart has reached an extreme level. He never expected that the Black Dragon Enzo would actually kill Salman, the King of Storms.

Although in recent times, Black Dragon Enzo has created too many miracles.

But the scene in front of him was still a bit shocking, and even Karst and other followers couldn't believe their eyes.

"Send the order!"

Enzo ignored everyone and said in a deep voice, "From tomorrow on, the Principality of Wind Nest will no longer exist. I will establish the real Principality of Dark Blood on this land!"

Everyone was a little excited after hearing Enzo's words.

Only the green dragon Nai Luo had a flash of complexity in his eyes. Looking at the corpse of the King of Storms not far away, he couldn't help but feel a myriad of emotions in his heart.

As a descendant of Salman, the King of Storms, Naraku once enjoyed her status as a princess.

Until that day, she discovered the secret of Salman, the King of Storms, and was hunted by him. The relationship between father and daughter also completely disappeared.

But now, Salman, the King of Storms, has fallen.

Naraku's hatred for him also disappeared. With the rise of the black dragon Enzo, the Wind Nest Principality will no longer exist.

The Dark Blood Principality will become the ruler of this continent.

Although for Naraku, it was undoubtedly a very correct choice to surrender to the black dragon Enzo, but now he can't help but sigh in his heart.

With the issuance of Enzo's order, the chaos in the Principality of Wind Nest came to an end.

In other words, the era of Salman, the King of Storms, has finally come to an end. The Principality of Wind Nest ceased to exist and was replaced by the Principality of Dark Blood.

Soon, the foreign forces were eradicated one by one.

Even the men of the King of the Red Castle were driven out of the Windnest Principality by Enzo and tried to defeat the stubborn resisters. In the end, they only ended in death.

Then everything calmed down.

When snowflakes started to fall in the sky and the cold winter season came, the name of the Dark Blood Principality spread throughout the Palu continent, and the sound of the rise of the black dragon Enzo also shook the continent.

On this day, the Marshland Principality.

Under the turbid sewage, there are floating dead trees and leaves, and crocodiles are surging in the swamp, but they never dare to approach the final center area.

Wow!

Suddenly, a huge head poked out from the swamp, and a particularly strange light flashed in its dark vertical pupils.

At this moment, the surrounding crocodiles fled in all directions.

However, the huge dragon head suddenly opened its fangs and bloody mouth. In just one breath, several crocodiles were swallowed by him.

King of the Marshes, Amos.

As the Dragon King of the Swamp Principality, there is no doubt about Yamos's strength. Although he has just risen to prominence, his reputation is not any weaker than that of other Dragon Kings.

Especially the battle with Salman, the King of Storms.

Before this, no dragon king would think that Yamos, the king of the swamp, was capable of fighting Salman, the king of the wind.

After all, the opponent is an out-and-out veteran Dragon King.

But the fact is happening before our eyes. In the war between the Marsh King and the Wind King, Amos won, and it was an undisputed victory.

After that, the Palu continent trembled.

The order of Yamos, the king of the swamp, has also completely resounded throughout the continent. No dragon or person will despise the other party because Yamos has only risen for a short period of time.

Almost all dragon kings believe that Yamos, the king of the swamp, is a rising star.

However, only Yamos himself knows that the main reason why he has such great strength is the blessing of the power of the abyss.

Even as the king of the swamp, Yamos has a very clear understanding of his own strength.

He knew that under normal circumstances, he would never be a match for Salman, the King of Storms, but he could easily defeat him with the power of the abyss.

At the same time, Yamos, the king of the swamp, became the Dragon King because of the help of the power of the abyss.

For him, the power of the abyss is poison. Although he knows that this thing has a fatal threat, it is still difficult to quit.

So Amos, the king of the swamp, fell deeper and deeper into trouble.

"Soul! I need soul!"

Deep in the swamp, Yamos let out a low roar. Just eating some crocodiles could not make up for the longing in his soul.

Only by devouring souls can Yamos be satisfied.

Feeling the fury and coercion of Yamos, the surrounding crocodiles trembled, and even the green dragon entrenched in the distance felt a little afraid.

However, the next moment.

When Yamos, the king of the swamp, roared again, the surrounding green dragons had no choice but to respond to the call and came helplessly to the depths of the swamp.

"Dear King, I don't know what to say!"

The green dragon LeBlanc lowered her proud head, her tone full of humility. At this moment, she already regretted surrendering to Yamos.

However, everything is irreversible.

Now that he has accepted the help of Yamos, the king of the swamp, and became the other party's dragon concubine, Yamos, the king of the swamp, has lost his freedom.

She must unconditionally obey the orders of Amos, the king of the swamp, in order to avoid a tragic death.

Thinking of the fate of the green dragon that offended Yamos not long ago, LeBlanc couldn't help but feel a little fearful in her heart.

“Why hasn’t what I wanted arrived?”

There was a trace of dissatisfaction in the tone of Yamos, the king of the swamp. He had already issued orders to the green dragons under his command a few days ago.

Let them contribute some of their soul.

However, so much time has passed, and the soul is still not offered, which makes Yamos, the king of the swamp, feel on the verge of anger.

It seems that he feels the anger of Yamos, the king of the swamp.

Many green dragons around them lowered their heads one after another, suppressing the desire to turn around and run away, and did not dare to look at Yamos, the king of the swamp.

"What? Didn't you carry out my order?"

Yamos, the king of the swamp, had luster in his vertical pupils, and there was a hint of danger in his eyes, as if he was about to explode at the next moment.

However, at this time.

In the sky, a green dragon suddenly flew up, landed below and turned into a human being. Like an elegant noble, it presented a crystal ball to the king of the swamp, Yamos.

"Dear King, your will is our goal!"

As he spoke, the crystal ball shattered, and masses of souls flew out of it. The eyes of the king of the swamp, Yamos, lit up, and he opened his mouth to greedily devour them.

Soon, all the souls were swallowed up by Yamos, the king of the swamp.

Feeling the satisfaction deep in his soul, Yamos, the king of the swamp, regained his mood a bit, and the surrendered green dragons around him were also relieved.

"call!"

The green dragon LeBlanc breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little lucky in his heart. Once the king of the swamp, Yamos, was angry, it would be a disaster for them.

But fortunately, Chirat arrived in time and brought back enough souls.

"Okay, everyone, get out."

After Yamos, the king of the swamp, was satisfied, he shook his head, ignored the green dragons around him, and dived into the swamp.

Suddenly, the surrounding green dragons dispersed in a swarm.

The green dragon named Kirat also flew into the distance. LeBlanc's eyes flickered when she saw this, and she followed after hesitating.

"Is something wrong? LeBlanc?"

Seeing the green dragon LeBlanc chasing after him, Kirat had no expression on his face. He didn't have any good impression of this sinister female dragon.

"nothing."

LeBlanc was unmoved by Kirat's resistant attitude. Instead, her eyes flickered and she said, "I just want to know, where did you find so many souls?"

"As far as I know, there are not many souls that can be captured in the Marshland Principality now, right?"

Although Yamos, the king of the swamp, now longs for souls every day, this principality is his territory after all. If the dragon people are hunted and killed to seize the souls, it will definitely cause unnecessary panic.

Therefore, the green dragons should not act too recklessly.

However, Kirat did not know how to find so many souls, which was undoubtedly very curious to LeBlanc.

At the same time, LeBlanc knows it too.

Soon, it will be your turn to search for the soul. If you can't raise the money to make preparations, it must be a very dangerous thing to offer your soul to the king of the swamp, Yamos, within the specified time.

LeBlanc simply couldn't bear the wrath of Yamos, the king of the swamp.

"hehe!"

Hearing LeBlanc's words, Kirat's eyes flashed with a trace of ridicule, and he said faintly: "I don't seem to have Yiwu, can I tell you my secret?"

LeBlanc's face turned gloomy.

Naturally, she understood what Kirat meant, and immediately without any nonsense, she waved her wings and took out some gems, and then a satisfied smile appeared on the other person's face.

"It's actually very simple."

Kirat nodded and said, "Since the search for souls cannot be carried out within the Marshland Principality, why not look to the outside world."

"There is more than one principality in the Palu continent."

LeBlanc frowned slightly.

Then, a flash of thought flashed in her eyes, and then hesitantly said: "You mean to plunder souls from other principalities, those dragon kings will agree?"

In the continent of Palu, there are many principalities.

But every territory has its master. Even Yamos, the king of the swamp, cannot tolerate someone massacring the dragon people in his territory.

What's more, it's the other Dragon Kings.

"Have you forgotten the Principality of Wind Nest?"

Seeing that LeBlanc hadn't figured it out yet, Kirat's eyes flashed with a trace of ridicule.

Suddenly, LeBlanc's heart moved.

Afterwards, Kirat ignored LeBlanc, spread his wings and flew into the distance, disappearing into the sky in a moment.

LeBlanc, who was left where he was, had a look of thought in his eyes.

"That's right, Wind Nest Principality!"

The luster in LeBlanc's vertical pupils flashed. Today, the Principality of Wind Nest seems to be in a state of chaos. Countless dragon tribesmen died during the war.

If he takes the opportunity to capture some souls, he may not attract too much attention.

Thinking of this, LeBlanc's emotions suddenly disappeared, and the originally difficult task seemed to become insignificant at this moment.

Then, LeBlanc spread her wings and headed towards the Wind Nest Principality.

She planned to take advantage of the chaos in the Windnest Principality to seize as many souls as possible, as a preparation to satisfy Yamos, the king of the swamp at any time.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Deep in the swamp.

After devouring enough souls, the emptiness in his heart was temporarily relieved, and he was ready to pass the time by sleeping.

For dragons with long lives, sleeping is often a very relaxing thing.

In fact, most dragons, even the Dragon King, will spend a lot of time sleeping to keep themselves in the best condition.

However, this time.

Before the king of the swamp, Yamos, fell into a deep sleep, the arrival of an uninvited guest disrupted his plan. The man was wearing a black robe and looked elegant and handsome. Only a pair of pure black eyes revealed a hint of innocence. The sheen of good intentions.

When he saw the visitor, the eyes of Yamos, the king of the swamp, suddenly flashed with a hint of vigilance.