Chapter 325

Alfonso, a member of the pandragon family.

Although it has a long blood relationship with the contemporary Grand Duke of Qiandao, it is a member of the pandragon family after all.

Only members of the pandragon family can be trusted enough to be appointed as the head of the "jade mine" and preside over all the work here.

He is 37 years old. According to his seniority, he is actually three generations lower than the contemporary Grand Duke of Qiandao.

no way out.

The Grand Duke of Qiandao in all dynasties has been blessed by the ancient dragon because he drank a lot of "water of life". His life span is long, and other people are not so lucky. Therefore, the succession of descendants is fast, and in the long run, the generation is getting lower and lower.

Alfonso cherishes this job, this position.

He's only 37.

When ordinary people reach the age of 37 and middle-aged, their energy and physical strength decline. Even soldiers, hunters and thieves who have not reached the legendary level are the same. Their strength is often getting worse and worse, but the pandragon family is different.

For them, 37 years old is only a young man, even a young man.

If the task is completed well, if he can get rewards such as "water of life", "blood of red dragon" and "blood of white dragon", his strength can continue to increase, so as to have

A longer life.

Then naturally there are more possibilities, infinite possibilities.

So since he came here two months ago, he has been conscientious and dare not neglect.

Every month, he can get a drop of "white dragon's blood" as a reward.

The drop of last month was in his space bag, hidden in his arms and close to his heart.

Because one drop is too little, it has little effect on him who has activated the white dragon blood, so he has not used it.

At this moment, he personally led the patrol.

He never thought that his life would end in three minutes.

Wearing a complete set of "ice and fire guards" armor, Alfonso took 10 fully armed "ice and fire guards" to a place.

I don't know why, the Warcraft seemed a little upset, which also made him a little upset. He always felt that something would happen.

So he's going to see it.

Suddenly, he felt something wrong.

The dragon blood gives the pandragon family a strong sense of danger. He who has already activated the white dragon blood naturally has a stronger sense of danger.

"Be careful!"

Alfonso backhanded, pulled out the sword on his back and suddenly turned around.

Then he was stunned.

Even forgot to attack or run away.

Through the dense jungle, he saw a behemoth as high as two floors.

That's an abyss Lord!

He didn't even have time to look more, because the Lord of the abyss suddenly raised his double headed giant sword.

The evil energy of miserable green condenses at one end of the giant sword, and then, like the main gun of the Haihuang, it stabs and fires with the giant sword!

Alfonso subconsciously was about to escape, but it was too late.

His eyes were green.

The evil energy like the blade hit him in an instant, and then exploded.

Strong evil energy invaded his body, plundered his vitality, and then transformed his vitality into more evil energy.

The burning flame burned his body, and even the frost power activated by his armor could not extinguish it, because it was not an ordinary flame, but an evil flame that could burn continuously in the water.

Alfonso looked up hard.

In the distance, he saw the huge abyss Lord coming, followed by more demons and humanoid creatures with evil energy.

He turned around and saw that all the 10 "ice and fire guards" he had brought died in the outbreak of evil energy. After all, they were not members of the pandragon family. They didn't have their own strong physique, and their armor was far inferior to themselves.

He felt the sharp disappearance of vitality and reached into his arms to take out a small crystal bottle.

The drop of ancient white dragon blood in the crystal bottle contains incredible power. Although it is impossible to cure him, it can at least extinguish these evil energy flames and hang his life, so that he has a glimmer of possibility to live.

But he's too late.

Far away, he saw a black robed warlock raise his staff.

Then he felt the boundless pain, from the body, from the soul.

In this unbearable pain, he fell with his eyes wide open.

But at the last moment, with full of reluctance, he shouted the last cry.

"Enemy attack!"

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"A tiny human, let him give a warning. Humble warlock, you let me down!"

Brusals looked at the 11 bodies in the distance, with an undisguised sarcasm in his voice: "your failure will bring changes to the next action!"

"No, powerful wingbreaker. Shenduan mountain forbids all means of remote spying. Roy and the warden can't know what's going on here. As long as you kill everyone in the sapphire mine, no one knows what we've done!"

Draco came forward, his voice sharp and cold, but with a bit of flattery: "how can a mere sapphire mine stop you? Not to mention... Blasphemous believers, not only what you see! The sapphire mine has been penetrated by us!"

"Don't let me down. Otherwise, I'll burn you!"

Brusals strode forward, completely ignoring the 11 bodies.

He has only one goal, that is, the sapphire mine.

"Everybody, speed up! Don't take care of those bodies, don't let anyone escape!"

Draco glanced at the bodies, his eyes cold and pitiful.

The evil power of the abyss Lord is too terrible. The "ice and fire guard" armor on those 11 people is completely damaged and worthless.

Otherwise, Alfonso's complete armor alone is worth at least 100000 gold coins!

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In three minutes.

Gawain, dressed in an "invisible cloak", came to 11 bodies.

Looking at these atrophic green bodies, Gawain shook his head gently.

"What a pity."

The value of corpses that have been deprived of almost all their vitality by evil energy has been reduced too much, and the rate of return after sacrifice will also be reduced a lot.

Fortunately, the weapons and armor are still there.

Although these weapons and armor have been damaged, they are still valuable to Azeroth. On the contrary, they may get some good things after sacrifice.

Therefore, sometimes a person's value can't really compare with the clothes he (she) wears. This is the so-called "gold and jade outside, and dirt in it"

Raise your hand, just about to sacrifice.

"Wait." Lancelot suddenly stopped Gawain.

He went to one of the bodies, bent down, took a dimension bag from the body's arms and handed it to Gawain.

Fortunately, this dimension bag is hidden close to the body, protected by armor and made of good material. Only in this way can it be preserved in the blow of the "folding wing" comparable to the inflammatory explosion.

There are a lot of things in it, such as a lot of gold coins, silver coins, copper coins, some laundry, some daily necessities, and then some strange things.

For example, there is a special large-size metal syringe with the words "produced by dwarfs, must be high-quality products, specially provided by pandragon". I don't know what it is used for, injecting drugs?

Then there is a crystal bottle.

It's a crystal bottle made of some special crystal, which depicts a very special spell rune.

In the palm sized crystal bottle, there is a viscous liquid with shining white light, in which there is a trace of ice blue. It looks like some special blood.

Gawain didn't know him, so he handed it to Lancelot.

Lancelot pulled the cork off the bottle, sniffed it close, and then closed it quickly.

In just a few seconds, an ice mist had appeared on his nose, frozen.

The liquid in this little crystal bottle is colder than the cold ice summoned by Shiva's Avatar. Is it still liquid?

"It's a drop of white dragon blood, Gawain!"

Lancelot's face changed slightly and looked down at the body at his feet: "it's the blood of the ancient white dragon. This man is a member of the pandragon family. In the Principality of Qiandao, only our people can get the blood of the ancient white dragon!"