Evil dragon roars ~ woo woo

"Good boy, my back is a little itchy." Satan gently pulled Long Ming who was about to get off the bed: "Can you help me take a look?"

Long Ming quickly turned his head to look at him, the young master is now being fed by Gru every day, and he has grown some flesh, his cheeks are flushed, he is no longer as weak as before, and he seems to have grown a little taller.

"Then open it." Long Ming climbed onto the bed again and sat behind Satan.

The young master rolled up his shirt, put his head on the pillow, bowed his back, his back bones protruded, Long Ming looked closer, touched the scarlet hexagram magic circle in the middle of his back, and felt the uneven floating feeling, as if to Break through the barrier of flesh and blood.

"Is it itching here?" Long Ming frowned involuntarily.

"Hmm." Satan's ears turned red, and his voice was muffled by the pillow: "Actually, it still hurts a little."

"When did it hurt?" Long Ming put down his clothes and asked with concern.

"It was this morning." Satan touched it with his backhand, and naturally touched those magic lines, his face turned pale immediately: "Is it true that Utoshas is going to be reborn with my body?"

"No, Satan, you'll be fine." Long Ming hugged him, and was going to find Oreo and Dalong.

Celia flew to her good friend and saw the magic circle, so she couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to the young master.

"I'll call Oreo, he seems to have gone to Carlo's." After speaking, Celia flew out.

"Gelu went downstairs to get breakfast. You can eat more later, so you will be strong." Long Ming felt that Satan was very uneasy, his red eyes were wandering, like a little rabbit.

"No, Satan, trust me." Long Ming held his face, making him look directly at himself.

Satan took a deep breath, held his good friend's hand tightly, and nodded.

Oreos and dragons came quickly.

Czech went to the bed: "Take off your clothes, let's take a look."

The young master was lying on the pillow, looking nervously at the big dragons.

"We have checked the information for a few days, and the sacrificial text of this evil god named Utoshas is very strange and rare. I can barely understand it, and the meaning is still unclear." Oreo sat down and put The information obtained said: "Moreover, we found that the sacrificial rite on Satan's back is incomplete, only half." He lowered his head and read out the sacrificial rite in a low voice.

"The sickle of the end of life, budding in the pure soul, the fetters of blood is the eternal shackles, faith is the key to burn everything, the door of darkness is opened by blood, and all the creatures who see it will sing my real name, greatness Utoshas."

"...Well..." Satan, who was lying on the bed, couldn't help but groaned in pain at the end, and his breathing became short of breath.

When Long Ming touched it, his head was covered with cold sweat, and the young master's face was as pale as paper.

"No, let's find His Excellency the Pope. The Temple of Light is their nemesis for offering sacrifices to evil gods." Long Ming said anxiously.

"Then let's go too," Carlo said.

"I'll go too." Gru raised his hand, taking Celia in the lantern along with him.

Satan was carried on the back by Oreo and hurried downstairs.

When he got into the carriage, Long Ming watched the bustling crowd outside the window, and arrived at the Temple of Light after about half an hour.

The two knights at the gate of the temple were very impressed with Xiaolong, so they asked someone to call Priest Alan over without further ado.

"What's wrong?" Priest Allen looked at the dragons and was taken aback for a moment.

"There is a problem with the ritual behind Satan, we want to see the Pope." Oreo said succinctly.

"Then come with me, everyone." Allen looked serious, and led the way without saying much.

Many little priests who were practicing divine arts in the morning class watched them secretly.

Looking to the right, Long Ming saw a little knight. He was hiding behind a white pillar and looking at him. His cheeks were red, his eyes were bright, and he was full of admiration and love.

"His Majesty the Pope dealt with things very late last night, and he hasn't gotten up today. I'll knock on the door later," Allen said.

"Thank you, Priest Alan." Oreo wrapped the young master in a blanket, and Satan's body has been feverish since he read the evil scriptures.

Everyone passed the guards and finally stopped in an ordinary room.

Priest Allen knocked on the door and told the story, and the door was opened not long after.

"Come in, let me take a look at him." His Majesty the Pope, wearing an ordinary white robe, said that he couldn't help but yawned at the end, as if he had really worked hard for a long time.

Long Ming followed his curiosity into the house.

At a glance, I saw the holy staff placed in the bedroom. The white staff was carved from unknown white jade, exuding a warm color, and a light spar on the top has a holy light buff, which softly illuminates the whole room. In the room, the overall room is simple and atmospheric. The cabinet near the bed is full of books, a few sofas, a table, and a fireplace occupy a lot of space.

Long Ming stared at the spar, and felt the love necklace under his neck was slightly hot.

"Put it on the bed." His Majesty's face was always hidden in a cloud of white mist.

Oreo laid him down on the soft pillow, unexpectedly, as soon as he touched it, black throat appeared from his body, like a frying pan under cold water, sizzling, sizzling, the young master yelled sadly, with a full voice pain.

"It hurts...it hurts..."

Long Ming walked over quickly and held his hand tightly, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart, so he could only comfort him with all his strength.

"It's okay, it's okay, His Majesty the Pope is saving you."

The Pope at the side sat down and looked at the deformed magic lines on Satan's back. Oreo and the dragons frowned. Even Gru felt that something was wrong.

"How did it change?" Celia flew into the air, and clearly saw the original hexagram gradually turned into a ferocious grin on an unknown face. The scarlet lines seemed to bleed, and she tried her best to pierce the thin layer. The skin, because of the severe pain, the young master's back convulsed and trembled, and the sweat dripped into the quilt like rain.

Long Ming saw that Satan was so painful that his eyes became dizzy, and his heart became more and more anxious: "What's wrong with him? Your Majesty the Pope, can you save him?"

The pope stretched out his hand, which was as white as jade, with slender joints, and the fingertips exuded holy light. Before touching it, the completely deformed magic lines burst out of black air out of thin air, holy and dark confrontation.

Long Ming looked at the young master who suddenly groaned in pain, worried that he would bite his tongue, he thought for a while, and stuffed one of his fingers into Satan's mouth.

"I have thick skin, just bite." Long Ming touched his good friend's soft hair that was wet with sweat, feeling very distressed.

"I've checked the evil god Utoshas. According to legend, he has a sickle for harvesting souls. During the Holy War, his body was completely shattered by the God of Light, and his weak godhead was lost. He himself is in charge of shadows and death. " His Majesty the Pope moved his fingertips slightly, and he easily saw the sacrificial oration on Satan's back.

"This child has his godhead in his body. His mother, Princess Ilu, was bewitched by evil gods, and she hoped to sacrifice to Utoshas to obtain the wealth and power of eternal life. His father fled. I asked the knights to search his body. All residences and chambers of commerce."

"I found that not only in the Empire of Light, he also built altars for summoning evil gods in the basements of other residences. There are six in total, which are the same as the hexagram on his back." Appears indistinct.

Long Ming only felt that his fingers were bitten by the young master.

"Just wait until the time comes, and this child will be used as a container and the body of the evil god."

"However, his plan has been broken by us, and the knights have completely destroyed the altar."

The Pope of Light said unhurriedly, and the wide cuffs fell gently on the back, covering those trembling.

Long Ming felt relieved, just destroy it.

He touched Satan's forehead with an encouraging voice: "Don't be afraid, I'm by your side."

The young master struggled to open his eyes, gasping for shortness of breath, his red eyes glowed faintly, he seemed to have bitten his lip just now, and now his mouth smelled of blood, his eardrums were also irritable, and his bones seemed to be Cracked, very painful.

"Now that he is like this, there is only one possibility." The Pope of Light pondered for a moment: "Rodney is very likely to sacrifice himself to achieve the purpose of summoning the evil god."

"After all, their blood is the same, and the strong curse of a close relative can also summon the evil spirit hidden in his body."

Oreo glanced at the sacrificial text and thought it was very possible.

The Pope of Light let go of his hand, and the scarlet magic lines no longer flowed, but the area around the skin was still red and swollen, with black air bubbling from it.

"When people are old, they seem unable to solve problems." Pope Guangming said suddenly.

Long Ming:? ? ?

"Working hard for the temple every day, the wages and pensions of the knights and priests, the maintenance of the palace, everything needs money, but unfortunately the house leaks and it rains all night, I never expected that there are foreign debts." The Pope Guangming rubbed in annoyance Forehead, when he realized that all the big dragons were looking at him, he spoke righteously.

"Of course, I didn't mean to let the Dragon Clan lift the three-tier interest at all. I was just shocked and sad. Why am I the Pope of Light this time?"

Dragons: ...

Long Ming suddenly felt heartbroken.

"The three-level interest is unnecessary." Long Ming gritted his teeth, looked at the upright Pope, "How can Satan get better?"

The Pope of Light coughed softly: "It's just a doomed godhead, don't worry, Xiaolong, I will cure him."

The Pope of Light picked up the holy staff and murmured softly: "Praise the name of Light and get rid of all filth."

Long Ming only saw the sacrificial oration sticking to his back, as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and wandered crazily, but unfortunately, his way was blocked by the Pope's blood.

The Pope Guangming bit his fingertips and drew a sacrificial array on Satan's back. Long Ming was watching carefully when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his fingers. Under the severe pain, the young master's veins were exposed, and he bit his fingers to pieces. , blood flowed all over the pillow.

Carlo frowned.

Long Ming wiped the blood from the corner of the young master's lips, but there was no reaction, as long as the matter is resolved, otherwise he will always worry.

Long Ming's eyes couldn't help but placed on the bilingbiling shining light dragon crystal, feeling his heart beating nervously.

This is the dragon crystal of his bone dragon father. With it, the bone dragon father can come out.

Long Ming looked at it with warm eyes.

On the other side, the Pope of Light finally almost purified the mass of evil god offerings. Unexpectedly, the cloud of black air seemed to be rooted in Satan's body. He couldn't help but increase his strength, and only heard a violent hoarse hum. A small black sickle was actually pulled out from the young master's body.

Everyone present was shocked.

Long Ming looked at the small and cute scythe that looked like a child's toy, and it was difficult to connect it with the death scythe that harvested life.

On the other side, Satan had already fainted.

"This is the sickle?" Long Ming took the sickle curiously.

The Pope Guangming just wanted to stop him, but seeing that Xiaolong was fine, he swallowed the words again.

"It should be." Gru looked at it a little closer, also very curious.

"Is it a divine weapon?" Long Ming looked at the short and fat little scythe, and always felt that the divine weapon was different from what he thought. Shouldn't the divine weapon be cool and handsome?But this little sickle seems to have come out to work before the full moon.

"Yes, as the master's strength grows, it will grow too." The Pope looked at the little guy sleeping on his bed complicatedly.

Satan should be the youngest person ever to have a divine weapon, even though the divine weapon belongs to the evil god system.

"You guys just rest here for a while. I'll go and tidy up my clothes before I come back. I have to go to work today." The Pope Guangming felt so miserable. No wonder the previous Pope became bald when he was young.

O wicked work!

Long Ming waited for the Pope to leave, put the scythe next to his master, and then brought the holy staff.

The dragon crystal of the light element was shining brightly in his hands, like a bright pearl exuding a halo, because the colors were so similar, the whole holy staff seemed to be natural.

The structure of the holy staff is very simple, it is a staff body carved out of white jade, with a light dragon crystal wrapped around the top.

"This is Lord Ludvia's dragon crystal." Looking at the dragon crystal that still exudes great power even after a thousand years, Czech suddenly felt the power of Lord Ludvia at that time.

The dragon crystal was about the size of an adult's fist, and Long Ming held it cherished, thinking about how to abduct it from the hands of the Pope.

"Can you cut it off with a sickle?" Celia thought suddenly.

"This is not good." Long Ming said, but quickly picked up the small scythe.

The poor little scythe doesn't even have a blade, it looks blunt, it's only half the size of Long Ming's palm, he doesn't have much confidence in holding the scythe.

"Cut it and see, what if the dragon crystal can be cut off?" Celia urged.

The big dragons who were watching from the side looked away in unison, pretending not to see it.

Long Ming tried to cut it, but the dragon crystal didn't move at all. He increased his strength, but the dragon crystal was still in place.

"Forget it, I'll think of another way."

Long Ming put down the little scythe that had been working before the full moon, feeling a little strangely regretful in his heart.

The more he looked at the dragon crystal of Bone Dragon's father, the more beautiful it was, and he couldn't help touching it lovingly, forgetting that there was still blood on his hand, and it was immediately stained.

Seeing this, Long Ming quickly wiped it with his sleeve. Unexpectedly, Long Jing, who was unable to get rid of it just now, rolled to the ground with a grunt with the movement of wiping with ease.

The people present were suspiciously silent.

The Pope Guangming, who had just changed his clothes and got ready for work, stopped in his tracks. He looked down at the inexplicably familiar spar, feeling a little dark in front of his eyes.

Long Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "I can explain this matter, His Majesty the Pope."

He said while hugging the dragon crystal of the bone dragon's father.

The Pope of Light looked at the little dragon who said that he could explain it well, but hugged the dragon crystal on the holy staff as if it was his life, and his forehead twitched.

What is this? !Why did these shitty things happen during his tenure!