Necromancer and Super Cemetery

   Chapter 329 Father and Son

   On the other side, Modi left the battle scene and just walked a few hundred meters when he felt a strong breath behind him that was overwhelming him. He gritted his teeth and leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, turned his head and looked behind him, a huge halo, suspended in mid-air, a huge and terrifying silver-gray dragon head was sticking out from it, and opened its **** mouth. Let out a dragon roar that shakes the world.

The first time Modi saw the real dragon, his legs softened on the spot, and he sat directly on the ground, staring at it with tongue-tied eyes, and even forgot to hold the injured arm. Because of the excitement, the blood flow accelerated, and the wound that had stopped bleeding again oozes. Bleeding.

"That! What is that?" Modi raised his head to himself, ignoring the open wound: "Why, why is this happening! Could it be... Is our revolution destined to fail? So powerful Is that the power of God?"

Modi has always held firm beliefs. He firmly believes that as long as they persevere in struggle, as long as they are united and united, as long as they are willing to sacrifice, even if they sacrifice an entire generation, they will surely be able to overthrow the decaying kingdom of Lorenzo and build a world without exploitation and without An ideal country of oppression, no war, and no pain. Even in his vision, the current Lorenzo is not excluded in this ideal country, hatred will be resolved, discrimination will also be eliminated, and the people will live under this sky with equality and happiness.

   But now, the behemoth, which had already shown half of his body, mercilessly tore his dream to shreds.

That silver-gray behemoth, even such a huge portal can barely accommodate his strong body, a pair of huge wings shrunk tightly on both sides of the body in order to arch out from the portal, until the upper body comes out, suddenly bursting outwards, covering the body. The sky was huge, and because of the angle of the sun, the shadows cast just shrouded Modi and the buildings around him.

And this shadow also obscured Modi's inner hope, that kind of terror, that kind of power, that kind of invincible feeling, let him understand that no matter how much sacrifice and effort he pays, he can only rely on the indigenous people's own Even strength cannot defeat such a monster. With the power of the Loen people, it may be possible to win, at least there is hope, but in the future, I am afraid that only Loen will replace Lorenzo, and what will happen to the ordinary indigenous people?

  Modi lowered his head in pain, his body slowly hunched down like a boiled prawn, his shoulders shrugged slightly, and he did not cry, but his face was already full of tears.

   With a thud, Modi's body was weary, and he finally fell to his knees on the ground, his head was still drooping, and he was about to put his head on the ground.

At this moment, a calm and heavy voice suddenly came: "Is this desperate? You betray your family, don't care about the safety of your younger brothers and sisters, and forget that your mother died under the gun of the revolutionary army, and you are desperate to pursue the faith. Just give up?"

   "Uh..." Modi's body trembled, this voice was too familiar to him, but he didn't dare to look up.

   "It's really very hopeless! They are too powerful, just like when I met Sirabelle back then." The voice sighed.

  Modi finally raised his head, just at this moment the huge body of the dracolich came out completely from the portal, the dragon roared and rose into the sky, letting out the blocked sunlight. The sunlight that shone again painted a layer of gold on the man's figure, and Modi's angle of looking up from the bottom made him look extraordinarily tall and majestic.

   "Father~~~ Father! I..." Modi murmured his lips, but he couldn't go on with just one cry, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.

General    James withdrew his gaze towards the dracolich. His straight military uniform was meticulous, and his black leather shoes were polished, which was out of place in this cramped and dark alley.

   "Stand up straight if you are a man. My son is not a coward." General James's tone was cold and his eyes were majestic.

"Yes!" Modi subconsciously agreed and his back stood up, as if he had returned to a few years ago, when his mother was still there, he had no younger siblings, and his father was not an officer of the kingdom, but a respected native man hero.

   With his back straight and his head raised, he saw the dracolich hovering in the sky not far away again. This time I don't know if it's because of the presence of my father, or for some other reason, it's not so scary, even if the dragon's might emanating from the dracolich hasn't weakened in the slightest.

General    James did not speak, but nodded slightly, as if he was satisfied with Modi's response.

  Modi also retracted his gaze and looked at General James with mixed emotions: "Father, when did you know about me..."

General James snorted: "Do you think you did a perfect job? From the first time you secretly killed the captain officer who killed the indigenous **** the street, otherwise you thought that if you threw the body in the sewer, no one would be able to find it. ? Naive!"

   "Dad! You..." Modi showed an unbelievable expression and even changed his name.

   He always thought that the matter was done flawlessly, and he always recalled it triumphantly, but he never thought that it was his father who took care of him.

   "Humph! Do you think I don't know about your **** things?" General James said coldly: "If it were someone else, I would have died a hundred times."

"I'm sorry, I let you down." Modi lowered his head again: "But...but I can't watch those innocent people being oppressed in blood, no hope, no future, and numbness to live on! They are also People, should... at least live like people, or die."

"Live like a human being!" General James didn't scold him this time. He seemed to recall the past, inadvertently raised the corners of his mouth, showing a slight smile, and muttered: "Your mother also said such silly things, she is really kind Women, even as nobles of Lorenzo, are still full of pity and sympathy for the indigenous people. It's a pity... good people are always not treated kindly by fate."

  Modi was silent. In his memory, he knew when the mother's image was a little blurry.

   He didn't understand why this happened, when did it start? Only three years after his mother died, he chose to forget, but devoted all his energy to the cause he thought was more important.

  Modi couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Am I a ruthless person? Or is my kindness and compassion already exhausted and can't be shared with my relatives? I'm really a bastard!"

   After some self-analysis, Modi came to the conclusion that he was a **** himself!

   But then, his eyes became firmer, and he murmured: "Asshole, bastard! Even if it's an asshole, I have to fulfill my ambition... at all costs!"

  General James saw the change in his son's eyes, he couldn't help but closed his eyes helplessly and showed a wry smile: "Are you obsessed? It's really my son."

Immediately, General James regained his stern face carved in marble, turned and walked away from the battle: "Let's go, after you leave here, you are no longer my son, whether you live or die depends on your own ability and luck. , it's time to let go..."

   At the same time, with the appearance of the Dragon Lich in the battle a few hundred meters away, the two powerful supernatural beings of the legendary high-level finally collided head-on.

Lingyin, who was standing on the ground, raised her head and looked at the giant in the air. Compared to her, she was like a small ant, but she was not afraid. Extraordinarily excited. Holding a sword flower in both hands, the bells jingled, and a powerful aura that was not inferior to the dragon lich in the sky suddenly erupted from her small body.

The dracolich let out a long roar, and the green dragon soul Hiermoretti in his body felt that his authority was being provoked. His eyes were fixed on the small figure on the ground, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of death energy. The black true dragon breath.

  Like a missile launched by a high-altitude bomber, a real dragon's breath fell from the sky, and with a bang, it hit the ground, covering a radius of 100 meters, leaving a smooth and flat hemispherical deep pit on the ground.

However, Ling Yin, who was the primary target, jumped into the air and charged towards the Dragon Lich quickly. The daggers in both hands shone dazzlingly. Suddenly, the figure suddenly flashed and disappeared directly in place, again. Appearance has come to the front of the dragon's nose.

  The sound of the bell squeaked, and the daggers in both hands were ready to slash out. The bell on the hilt actually made a thunderous bell, and the rumbling sound was not inferior to the huge and terrifying silver-grey dragon.

At this moment, Green was standing on the ground and looked up at the battle in the air. He was not shocked by the sudden burst of powerful strength. In fact, from the very first time he saw the ringtone, he knew the simple combat strength value, and the ringtone still above the dracolich.

According to the judgment of the cemetery, they are also legendary high-levels. The battle of the dragon lich is [6100], while the fighting power of Suzune is astonishing [7800], and the absolute value is [1700] more than that of the dragon lich. .

   So Green didn't expect the dracolich to win in a duel, even with the huge size and racial talent of the real dragon, it is difficult to close such a big gap.

  Since you can’t win a heads-up fight, you can only fight in groups. Anyway, the necromancer has always been a profession that wins by more.

  Green rushed to Frio next to him and raised his chin, motioning him to release the floating cannon to support him.

  Frio immediately understood, and manipulated the floating cannon to rise high in the sky. He saw Suzune's two short swords inserted into the magic shield in front of the dragon lich. He didn't have a chance to draw the sword back, and immediately opened fire, spraying fire snakes.

   Lingyin was caught off guard and was hit a few times, but at the moment of being hit, dark red magic runes appeared on her eyebrows, wrists, and her invisible ankles at the same time. These magic runes automatically lighted up just before she was hit, forming a thin film of light covering her body, blocking the shot of the floating cannon.

   (end of this chapter)