Demon Hunter and His Hut

The news was delivered to me through a secret channel, and it should not have spread, at least only the two of us know about it here. "

Patrick hesitated and replied with a nervous look on his face.

"Should?" Erez looked gloomy.

"This is the answer you gave me?!"

"How could Kenneth come back at this time? It's a coincidence, and there are other people with him. Does this mean that person... is still alive?"

"Father...Uncle what should we do, if he comes back, all plans will be disrupted, my throne and your saint position..."

"Shut up!" Erez snorted coldly, and said that he stepped forward and stared at Patrick's eyes fiercely.

"Remember, he is dead, and the accompanying blood has solidified. This will not lie. Even if there are accidents, I will kill those accidents."

"He is dead, he must die!"

"Understand?"

"Yes... I understand."

Under the pressure of Erres, Patrick slowly calmed down.

"What shall we do next?"

Erez pondered for a moment, "What else can I do?"

"Go and see him."

"What then?" Patrick hesitated.

"Make arrangements, you quietly take people out of here and go straight to Bissau, and block the news of Bissau. Before I arrive, no one is allowed to enter or leave!"

"I think the news of Emil's death has not reached there yet. As long as you move fast enough and block the whole world at the same time, it will become an island."

Erez smiled.

"Even if Emil is really alive, he doesn't know our next plan, so you just have to do what a son should do, hold him, and wait for me to get there in person."

"In addition, if Kenneth comes back by himself, he will be imprisoned. As long as the news can be completely blocked, the plan will continue as planned."

Erres ordered.

He wanted to kill Kenneth to wash away the stains on his body, but he wanted to do it himself, in front of the woman.

"Okay, I see." Patrick nodded repeatedly.

"If it's just Kenneth himself, should we..."

Speaking of his murderous face, Patrick didn't want to wait any longer, as long as Kenneth was killed, all his wishes would come true.

In this case, even if Erez's plan failed, he did not become the Sage of the Dragon, but by then, no matter who took over the position of the Sage of the Dragon.

Kenneth is dead, so he has a great chance of being the heir to the throne.

"No need to."

Erez quietly rejected Patrick's proposal.

"The timing is completely on our side. This is an accident. They will not be on guard. You must find out the identity of the person who accompanied Kenneth as soon as you arrive in Bisal."

"If it's Emil, let me know as soon as possible." A determination flashed in Erez's eyes.

Like he said, Emil must die.

"If it's someone else, block the news and appease Kenneth until I arrive."

"Understand?"

Patrick lowered his head, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but he could only obediently agree to Erez.

"Let him live and wait for my disposal."

In Erez's heart, his elder brother Amir is the most important thing. Only when Amir dies can he have the chance to get his hands on the Sage of the Dragon.

He is already the king of the Silver Dragon clan, and what he pursues is not temporary power, but for Patrick.

Kenneth is the top priority.

If Kenneth does not die for a day, the Silver Dragon clan will not stop looking for him, but no matter who becomes the saint of dragon, as long as Kenneth dies, he is almost the best candidate for the heir to the throne.

As for the opening of a new era mentioned by Erres, it is not important in his mind.

All he wants is the throne.

"Go, take the Dragon Iron Guard, and be careful not to let anyone know your whereabouts. In addition, I will send three bone dragon attendants to accompany you."

"Bone Dragon?"

Patrick looked surprised.

"Blocking the news requires corresponding manpower, and if your methods are too aggressive, it will definitely attract a backlash from the top powerhouses in Bisal."

"By then you need to clean those guys together."

The so-called bone dragon attendant is not a separate race, but a special product after the blessing of secret magic.

Even the fifth-order transcendents have their upper limit of life. When entering the final cycle of life, some people will choose this special method to allow their bones to absorb the power of the soul and body and continue to grow.

Until it completely broke through his body and became a product of ossification.

Choosing this method, they will lose themselves and their life cycle will be extended a lot. This is equivalent to a disguised weapon that can provide strong support under special circumstances.

This method is completely different from the dragon body transformation used by Emir, the power that can be inherited is limited, and the difficulty of operation is much reduced.

Hearing this news, Patrick felt confident that his aptitude was a bit worse than Kenneth's, and his age was slightly younger.

Now it's just barely touching the pinnacle of Tier 4, there is. With some support, there will be no omissions in the next actions.

Watching Patrick leave, Erez turned his attention to other areas.

In his opinion, in addition to the normal formation of the clan, the meeting between the twelve dragons is the key to everything.

So after dealing with everything, he rushed back to the previous Dragon Palace in the first time.

Sure enough, he did not disappoint, the surrounding energy surged, and several figures appeared on the chair.

There are obviously a lot more people here than the last time.

Except for a few important positions and the dragon envoys who performed tasks outside, everyone else was there.

"Please tell me, where exactly is my brother Emil going on the mission?"

Erez asked in a deep voice.

"Your information is true, but we are also investigating, and the specific information cannot be disclosed to you."

Someone replied.

"Please tell me everything." Erez requested again.

"The position of the dragon envoy cannot be vacant. Since Emil is dead, it is better to let his younger brother take over his position to facilitate the next investigation."

Someone suggested.

"Rules are rules."

"Although the Silver Dragon clan has a fixed seat for the Dragon Messenger, this seat is not arbitrarily designated."

"Selection and recommendation within the clan, and then our observation."

"Even if it's just a cutscene, it at least proves that the Silver Dragon clan is qualified to retain this seat."

As soon as the voice fell, many people nodded in agreement.

But Erez's face turned gloomy.

He is the Dragon King, and no one in the clan can compete with him. As long as other dragon envoys recognize his identity, then he can skip the tedious process and directly become the sage of the dragon.

But now...

The Emil had just died, and the whole race was immersed in grief. He rashly mentioned it a little too hastily.

It's like the old king has just died and the new king doesn't hold a funeral for the old king, but he is busy first ascending to the throne and crowning himself.

The procedure is okay, but there is a big problem with the order.

"Ok."

Erez nodded, "I will start the selection ceremony as soon as possible. Only when I become a dragon envoy can I get news about Emil and find out the truth about his death."

Erez replied in a deep voice.

After speaking, he took the initiative to cut off contact.

The figure on the high chair shook, "I don't like him, just like many years ago."

Someone said.

"me too."

"But according to the rules, even we can't refuse the same person twice."

"Maybe next time, Erez will be our companion."

"Heh... if so, then I have one less reason to participate in this boring meeting."

"In addition, Emil's death is indeed worthy of our investigation. He is the Second Ring Dragon Warlock, and the only ones who can kill him are those guys."

The voice was low and gradually disappeared into the void.

Without recognition, even if Erez attended several meetings, he couldn't see anyone's looks and figure clearly.

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Kenneth opened his eyes tiredly, and the surge of pain came. He even suspected that he had been stripped of the dragon scales and lighted up every drop of dragon blood.

The first thing he did after waking up was not to check his injuries, but to look around, looking for another figure.

"Mr. Roger...Mr. Roger?"

Without finding the familiar figure, Kenneth's heart sank suddenly.

At the last moment of entering this world, Kenneth's whole body was almost exhausted, and the whole person was on the verge of coma.

He just remembered that he did his best, and the rest was forgotten after the impact.

"Sir Yinlong, are you awake?"

A soft voice came, Kenneth followed the prestige, and the mottled light spots in mid-air gathered together, and then formed a beautiful woman with butterfly wings and a graceful figure.

"Where is this?"

"My lord, this is Bissal, the hometown of the dragon elves. You entered this place through violence, and then we found you."

The voice is soft, the woman's skin is almost transparent, and the whole person is faint while speaking.

She has a slender figure with snail-like tentacles on the top of her head. When she speaks, her tentacles shake, and even the color changes accordingly.

"Where is the other person, where is the other person with me?"

Kenneth quickly determined his position, and asked immediately as he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Another person?"

The dragon elves thought for a while, "You mean that iron lump...At first we thought it was an adult in armor, but there is no breath of life in the enclosed armor. It is just an iron lump, not a living person."

"If you mean him, then we can help you find it."

"what?"

Kenneth changed his face. From the message left by Emil, he knew that Roger's soul had been severely damaged.

During the long drifting, he knew that time had changed, and his injury would not be treated, and his body would be affected.

"Take me to see him, immediately!"

"As you wish."

The tentacles of the dragon elves radiated light, and the body trembled slightly. When Kenneth returned to his senses, he found that he had come to a palace surrounded by plants.

That is not a palace in the traditional sense.

Rock trees, vines and flowers.

Everything grows harmoniously together.

This is the magic of nature.

"We admire nature. Although it looks crude, it already represents our respect for you."

"Without the shelter of the Silver Dragon clan, there would be no peace for us now. I am the Dragon Elf Salazar..."

Regardless of what the dragon elves said, Kenneth saw the figure on the stone platform at a glance.

After he walked forward and probed for a while, his heart sank to the bottom.

Icy.

It was as if a corpse was wrapped in armor.

"how so?"

"Am I still failing?"

At this moment, there was a burst of noise not far away, accompanied by a loud roar, several figures appeared from a distance.

A hint of surprise flashed across Kenneth's face when he saw the leader.

"Patrick, why are you here?"

"Oh my God, you hurt so badly!" he wailed before he could get close to Patrick.

"My brother, where did you go?"

"Father?"

"Where are the others with you?"

Patrick asked.

"Uncle Emil died. We were caught in an ambush by Heinris and stayed in a world for a long time."

"Except for me... everyone is dead!"

Kenneth looked pained.

All the pride he disguised was defeated.

"what?!"

"This is impossible!"

"Father is so strong, how could he die? You are lying!" Patrick stepped forward, grabbing Kenneth's shoulder with his hands like iron tongs.

Kenneth let out a painful cry, his face instantly turned pale, and some blood even oozes from the area where Patrick is gripping.

But Patrick didn't mean to let go, he shook Kenneth's body madly, roaring again and again.

Kenneth stood still, bearing all this dumbly.

"I also hope that it is me who died. If there is no me, maybe Uncle Emil really has a chance to escape."

As if touching the injury, Kenneth spewed out a few blood again, and then Patrick seemed to realize something.

He slowly let go of his hand, "I'm sorry, I was so excited, your injury..."

"By the way, there is news that someone will return with you."

As he moved his eyes, Patrick quickly noticed the gorgeously shaped armor with special aura fluctuations.

"This...this is..."

Kenneth nodded.

"Uncle Emil used the dragon body transformation technique. This is the dragon armor he left behind and inherited most of his power..."

Patrick was breathing fast, he was even deaf for a moment, and all his attention was attracted by the armor.

As the son of Emil in name, there is no doubt that he will be the only heir to this powerful dragon armor.

With this armor, when he enters Tier 5, once he merges with the armor, he will cross the huge gap in one fell swoop and become the foremost powerhouse of the entire Silver Dragon clan!

Thinking of this, Patrick could not bear his inner impulse, and almost subconsciously wanted to take the armor as his own.

"Mine, it's mine!"

At this moment, Patrick suddenly realized the huge benefits of his identity.

"Isn't my nominal father useless?"

"With it, will I be stronger than my father?"

But just when Patrick was going to collect the armor that was destined to belong to him, Kenneth suddenly reached out and blocked his way~www.NovelMTL.com~ Wait for Patrick, I know what you are thinking. "

Kenneth took a deep breath, and the emotional idiots flashing in Patrick's eyes could understand.

"But listen to me, Uncle Emil had already appointed the heir to this armor before death came."

"So, you can't take it away."

In Kenneth's mind, this armor was reserved for Roger.

But these words fell in Patrick's ears but instantly penetrated his psychological defense.

At this moment he forgot Erres' instructions.

There was only one thought in his mind.

(End of this chapter)

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