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Chapter 440 Punishment

roar!

Lorraine, whose spine was removed, screamed. The dragon body without spinal support fell like a mountain and fell into a limp, but he did not lose the ability to resist.

"Diapolo, what do you want to do?"

Lorraine screamed, and the pain of skinning and pulling pain. It was not that he could not bear the criminal law of cramps and bone pulling, but he felt the murderous intent of Diapolo. The murderous intent of the polar glaciers was like the bitter cold winter and the murderous intent of the polar glaciers, which made his dragon soul tremble.

"Your perception has degenerated to this point. What am I doing? Can't you feel it now?"

Diapolo was a little strange. He pulled out a rib from the demon dragon. Although it was a rib, this huge keel that was dozens of meters long was a legendary material that made people crazy. After a simple processing, you can forge several sets of armor.

"You want to kill me?"

Lorraine began to struggle wildly because he found that this time was different from before.

"How many times have you betrayed me? Do you think I have no temper?"

"No, Diapolo, you can't kill me!"

"Why can't it? Who do you think you are?"

Diapolo continued to slowly pull out the sharp bone spurs on the evil dragon's body. These were all excellent materials, and this guy just happened to not resist.

"I am the legendary ancient dragon, I have billions of evil spirits, I can go to hell, I..."

"If this happens, you should be even more damn!"

Diapolo interrupted the guy's bragging, although most of what he said was the truth,

"You are so strong, so outstanding, and you will betray you at any time. It is the best for me to shovel you as soon as possible!"

"You can't treat me like this, Diapolo, no, boss, I followed you when you were just born. I just made some confused decisions. I promise you that I will be loyal to you in the future, and will never be ungrateful and serve you wholeheartedly."

"It's too late, Lorraine."

Diapolo couldn't listen to what this guy who repeatedly tried to rebel but was suppressed by him. After his words, the devil's eyes immediately showed a decisive intention.

"Diapolo, I didn't want to do this, you forced me!" The skeleton of the body was pulled by Diapolo, and the scales on his body were peeled off to the point where only bloody flesh was left. The dark black light burst out from the demon dragon's eyes, which were only intact, was still intact.

Diapolo was amazed. The vast soul that his body could instinctively avoided burst out from Lorraine's eyebrows. The black purple light column formed by the invisible and intangible soul power instantly hit Diapolo's body.

Diapolo could not avoid this attack, the distance was too close, and his body was too large, so it was difficult for him to react quickly in a short period of time. Of course, the most critical reason was that Diapolo did not feel the danger at all.

"Diapolo, this is what you ask for. Even if you are not torn to pieces, your soul will be severely damaged!"

Seeing that his blow as a means of saving his life hit Diapolo, Lorraine immediately let out a proud roar, and at the same time, he also crazily stimulated the potential in the flesh and blood of his body, allowing the bones he lost to grow again and have the ability to move.

Because he was not sure whether his attack could hit Diapolo severely, but at least it would be fine to make Diapolo lose consciousness for a period of time.

Lorraine's initial plan was to respond to the call, pretend to be a thug in front of Diapolo, show off her power and run away again - before she gained her freedom, she sneered at the black-hearted boss.

It was such a simple plan. From beginning to end, Lorraine did not intend to hurt Diapolo's life. It was not that she didn't want to, but that she did not dare.

Because behind Diapolo is a terrifying existence. Once his life is hurt, he will face endless pursuit, and even if he escapes to hell, he will inevitably be avoided.

So, even if Diapolo wanted to kill him, even if he had temporarily dizzy Diapolo with the fatal blow he had endured for more than ten years, Lorraine didn't have any bad intentions, but ran away in a hurry.

However, Lorraine's thoughts were just turning, thinking clearly about what she should do, and her golden dragon claws fell from the sky and grabbed his head and smashed it to the ground again.

Boom-

A large amount of smoke and dust soared into the sky. When mushroom clouds were about to form, the breath of the dragon blew away, and the sky in the sub-space field was immediately cleared.

"What do you want to do?"

Diaporosen's cold dragon eyes stared at Lorraine, who had not even started to act. However, although his surface was so cold and tyrannical, his heart was filled with joy.

He really didn't expect that Lorraine's Jedi counterattack was actually based on souls, gathering the residual thoughts of billions of souls together, condensing them into a ball, and bombing them into the enemy's brain.

Once such an attack hits, even a god will stop thinking for a moment. For the existence under the legend, it is almost instantaneous. Without being promoted to the realm of a god, it is impossible to withstand the residual thoughts of billions of creatures.

Of course, some legends may withstand such attacks with special talents and artifacts, but even if they endure them, they will most likely become idiots with chaotic consciousness.

But such an attack is completely invalid for Diapolo, or any attack on the soul is invalid for him.

His dragon soul is protected by the power of a great being. Unless the pure power is stronger than him, he will never give him a fatal blow to the realm of the soul.

Therefore, such attacks mixed with a lot of residual thoughts will be eliminated by the vast sea of ​​light before touching his dragon soul, leaving only the harmless and beneficial parts.

"How could you recover from consciousness so quickly?"

Diapolo was happy and full of energy, but the ancient dragon Lorraine of the Hellfire was left with incredibleness, and the dragon's eyes were full of horror.

Although he had already been prepared to withstand his forbidden technique, he never expected that Diapolo could recover in such a short time.

His attack had no effect at all. No, it was still effective. Lorraine could feel the murderous intent that lingered around him became more determined.

"This is not a question you should know. What's the use of the Dead Dragon knowing this?"

Diapolo smiled, and his snow-white dragon teeth appeared on the corners of his cracked mouth, flashing with a cold luster.
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