Withered Flower of Destiny

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The Flower of Life began to speed up its rotation, and a petal fell off every time it rotated. When this petal fell on Russell, the long black hair of the Necromancer faded a bit, and when all the petals were gone Scattered cleanly, Russell's long hair had turned into lifeless white hair.

The original heavy death energy on his body has also become more intense, which is far beyond the range that humans can bear. The slave mark engraved on Colin's forehead is agitating crazily, and the Dragon Clan realizes that the life of the necromancer is also rapidly increasing. Time passed, and the direction of the loss was the body of the Guardian of Time.

The true meaning of the Flower of Life...it turns out to be this!

Only then did Colin understand the real purpose of the flower, which turned out to be to transfer the vitality of different living organisms so as to obtain a longer lifespan!

This is simply tasteless!

But this chicken rib is enough to make people on the mainland scramble their heads...

Since the day he was forced to become a slave, Colin hated this damned, shameless necromancer. He imprisoned his own freedom, let the proud dragons work for him, and trampled on his dignity. After chewing and eating this damned human race, the necromancer's flesh and blood are so delicious that the dragon can't control it, and they are very compatible in sex, even satisfying him more than more female dragons... However, Colin still hopes Brian Russell has completely disappeared from this world!But the scene presented in front of him did not know what was going on, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Russell felt that the dark power contained in his body had exceeded the maximum limit he could absorb. Although he was a necromancer, he had never absorbed so much dark power. He could feel that every part of his body was covered by this force. The strength is so strong that it is about to explode, but this kind of pain is nothing compared to the joy in my heart.

He stared affectionately at the Guardian of Time, who was within reach of his hand. Since the day he got the corpse of the dragon ancestor, he has been fascinated by this corpse. It is beautiful, noble, proud, and unyielding. The Dragon Clan is the most admirable and powerful existence on this continent...

He has been longing to restore this corpse, he wants to see his most powerful and beautiful posture, and on this long-awaited day, he can finally get his wish.

"Very good……"

Russell stretched out his hand towards the Guardian of Time. He leaned forward and put his cheek on the bridge of the dragon's nose, feeling the cold and smooth touch of the scales. He gently kissed the silver scales, feeling his vitality rapidly Flow to the dragon clan that has lost its life.

In Colin's memory, the moment before the collapse of the entire space, what appeared on Russell's pale and handsome face was a contented and happy expression that he had never seen before.