"So that!"

Hearing Diapolo's words, Knight Downton seemed very calm at this moment, but there was still attachment in his eyes.

"Is there really no way? Sir, I'm willing to pay any price for this!"

"You are no longer saved. Not only your body, but also your soul has been damaged!"

Diapolo shook his head. If this guy had met him earlier, he might have saved him, but now, he can only leave calmly and not devour his soul.

"Sir, although I know this request is very unreasonable, can you deliver this sword to my wife?"

Earl Downton, who already felt his physical condition worsened, picked up the steel sword at his waist and presented it with both hands.

"You and I will entrust your orphan?"

Diapolo's expression was fun and reached out to take the ordinary steel sword in front of him.

"yes."

"Aren't you afraid that I will take this sword directly?"

"If you want it, please take it!" The young man showed a free and easy smile, his long golden curly hair, deep blue eyes, his facial features and a slender figure. Unfortunately, his fair skin color showed a look of grimness.

"Know the fun!"

Diapolo reached out to take the steel sword held by the count in front of him, looked at it carefully, and a stunning look appeared on his face.

"What a wonderful idea, it's still possible!"

He saw that the runes on this sword had some core, but he still didn't understand them completely. At least he could not recreate the same sword by copying them.

"Sir, please!"

Downton's face showed a relaxed look. He had just seen the adult in front of him showing a sigh when he took over his family's sword, but he was not at all greedy.

"Your name is Downton Dick Rome?"

Diapolo touched his chin, looked at the handsome young nobleman in front of him, and nodded gently, as if he was very satisfied with his figure!

"Yes." The young Count nodded in confusion, not understanding why this adult who was so terrifyingly strong would ask such a question.

"What do you want to do?"

Ophelia, who stood behind Diapolo, couldn't help asking at this time. She saw that her husband seemed to be planning to do something.

"Ha ha!"

Diapolo chuckled, and under the gaze of his partner and the dying nobles, his figure began to change. His long hair, which was originally as bright as golden, gradually turned into light gold, and his figure gradually became longer.

"Sir, you?!"

Downton was shocked and panicked when he looked at the powerful existence in front of him who had become exactly the same as himself.

"How is it? Does it look like you?"

Diapolo, whose appearance changed to this young man, looked at Downton with a smile. When he first heard the noble describing his country and surrounding forces, he gradually had an idea in his mind, and now he planned to implement the idea in his mind.

"picture!"

What else can Downton do at this time? He could only nod and express his feelings. Indeed, he felt like he was looking in the mirror now, but the more he was, the more panicked he became.

What exactly does this adult want to do? Could it be that he wants to pretend to be him? He pretends to be his noble status?

"Diapolo, do you want to pretend to be him?"

At this time, Ophelia also saw Diapolo's intentions, which was too obvious.

"That's right. We need a new identity now. It's pretty good to use this noble identity as the initial starting point for understanding the main material world."

From a few words, we can see that this noble is a fief of the Knights. Although he has already died bravely in this ambush, it doesn't matter. He can rebuild it in minutes.

"What do you think?"

After explaining to his wife, Diapolo's eyes turned to the already stunned Count Downton, who had never expected this to be unfolding.

"Sir, what do you want to do when you pretend to be me?"

At this time, Downton finally had to face up to the problem he had tried to ignore, which was the origin of these two mysterious existences. In fact, the clues could be seen when this adult asked him the question, but he subconsciously refused to think.

"Use your identity and don't worry, we won't do anything wrong!"

Diapolo, who changed into the count in front of him, promised him with a serious expression.

"hehe!"

Earl of Downton laughed dryly. If it weren't for the fact that the two people in front of him were not as strong as those in front of him, he would have wanted to scold them loudly, but he dared not because these two people were too strong.

"Simply changing your appearance cannot achieve perfect disguise. I need your cooperation. Of course, as a necessary condition, I will protect your soul and at the same time meet some of your not excessive requirements, such as protecting your wife and children."

“…”

Earl Downton fell into silence. If he believed what this existence said, then he would be a treacherous person. Do you need to pretend to be him when you find out the news?

He is now beginning to wonder whether the two existences in front of him are the last link in this assassination, in order to replace him. Of course, such suspicion only stayed for a moment and disappeared because it was really ridiculous.

He was just a small priest of the priesthood and was not worthy of such treatment. In other words, the bloodline inherited by his family was a little special, but the thin dragon blood did not need to be exchanged with three powerful golden powerhouses.

"How is it? Have you thought about it? Should I cooperate with me? Although I can wait for a while, your body seems to be unable to hold on."

Diapolo had a gentle smile, and there was no slightest eagerness on his face. He quietly waited for the answer of the priest of the principality, and reminded him of his current situation.

"Do I have the right to refuse?" Earl of Downton showed a bitter smile on his face.

“It doesn’t seem to be.”

Diapolo, who looked exactly like the earl, still had a gentle smile at this time.

"But why do you refuse? After promising me, you will not only have a chance to be resurrected in the future, but also the future of your wife and children will be guaranteed."

"Okay, sir, I agree."

This time there was no silence. Earl Downton nodded readily and agreed. What can he do if he didn't agree? This adult kept saying that he was resurrecting his soul. I believe he had no shortage of methods such as soul searching.

His only bargaining chip now is all the memories of his becoming a count. If he had his cooperation, then this person who disguised himself as an earl would not have many loopholes, not only flawlessly.

"I like you guys who don't delay doing things." Diapolo praised it very much.

"Sir, if you want to disguise yourself as me, you will cooperate with me. There is another fatal problem. You must be able to use this sword. This is a symbol of my identity as an earl, otherwise it would be useless to disguise it no matter how well you disguise it!"

The increasingly weakened Count Downton raised a very critical question.

"How do you use this sword?" Diapolo held the steel sword in his hand and fiddled with it.

"This requires cooperating with the family bloodline and calling its name, and the evil dragon will respond!"

"Family bloodline? It turns out that there is still bloodline lock." Diapolo nodded. He tentatively transferred his power into it, and then his face became relaxed.

"I don't seem to need that much trouble!"

A dragon plagued!

In the increasingly unbelievable eyes of Earl Downton, the sword that originally only responded to his family tradition was emitted, and a dark light surged, and black aura surged, and the shadow of the ferocious and burly dragon-headed giant appeared. He stared at him like never before, and it seemed that such a terrifying existence was really coming.

The black air surged and wrapped around Diapolo's body. At the same time, the dragon-headed giant behind him also hugged him in his arms. The ancient and heavy armor appeared on Diapolo's body, completely covering his body in an instant.

"How is that possible?"

Earl of Downton looked in disbelief at the Knight in front of him wearing guns and armor, and a cloak behind him swaying with the wind.

"It's obvious that only my family's bloodline..."

"The blood of your family should be dragon blood!"

Diapolo danced the dragon spear in his hand, feeling the armor transformed from a sword on his body, and was in a good mood.

"Yes, sir, are you..." Earl Downton was not stupid. He only needed to remind him that the existence in front of him might inspire the sword of family history.

"hehe!"

Diapolo smiled and said nothing, but led the topic to the Count.

"Your health is almost at its limit now, I'll help you get rid of it! Don't resist."

"Okay, sir!"

Earl Downton, who seemed to have guessed something, looked calm and even showed a hint of joy. He allowed Diapolo to reach out to his eyebrows. Then, a slightly illusory but vivid "Earl Downton" appeared, with his face and figure that was exactly the same as when he was alive.

"I'm in my soul state!"

Under the maintenance of the power of Diapolo, Count Downton, who had completely escaped from his body's constraints, looked at his soul state in surprise.

"My body..."

The count looked down to see the situation of his body, and then he saw that his body was uncontrollable and his will fell on the mountain. Scarlet blood gushed out from the wound between his waist and abdomen, symbolizing the rotten gray spreading from his waist and abdomen. In just a few breaths, his body turned into a pool of dirty blood.

"Tsk, this poison is quite powerful!"

Diapolo looked at the blood under his feet and was amazed. Then he seemed to think of something, and a slightly curved golden dagger fell into his hand with a move behind him.

"This seems to be a weapon specifically targeting the dragon clan!"

Zheng ~

Diapolo stretched out his palm and gently stroked the sharp blade of the dagger that was flashing with golden light. Suddenly, a spark fell down as his fingers brushed by.

"The main material world is indeed extraordinary!"
Chapter completed!