Feeling that the natural disaster stone has established a stable spiritual connection with the young dragon, Zhang Cheng is a little relieved.

But just as he was going to get closer and check the special life body with the smell of death from top to bottom, the demon sword soul arrest messenger suddenly warned, "don\'t go there! At least don\'t get close now! If you don\'t want your soul to be sucked out."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Cheng subconsciously stopped, frowned and asked in a low voice.

"Don\'t you find that your creation can\'t control its own ability for the time being? Once it gets too close, it will be attracted by your magical soul and can\'t help taking a sip. Although this behavior is not malicious, it will undoubtedly cause you fatal damage." the magic sword explained without panic.

"You mean... Its ability is the same as you, swallowing the living soul?" a light flashed in Zhang Cheng\'s eyes.

You should know that the soul is the most important and indispensable part of life. Even in a world with relatively developed magic, controlling or swallowing the soul is a very rare talent.

If a creature has a similar ability, it can cross most of the enemy\'s protection and directly attack the fragile soul.

After all, the soul is not a body. It has a certain self-healing ability, and can regenerate with the help of various magic potions and recovery spells.

Once the soul is damaged, it can hardly be repaired except for a few top spells that need to pay a huge price!

If the newly hatched death dragon\'s ability is to devour the soul, then Zhang Cheng has a card that can give his opponent a fatal blow in the upcoming war.

"Devour the soul? Don\'t be kidding! Do you think you can create a magic creation as powerful as me with your poor third rate magic ceremony?" the soul detaining messenger said mercilessly.

Zhang Cheng was not angered by his bad attitude of wearing a sword. Instead, he shrugged his shoulders: "what\'s the matter with you just mentioned that it will suck out my soul?"

"Very simple! What it devours is not the soul itself, but the strong negative emotions contained in the soul. Congratulations, my master, you have created a monster that feeds on pain and despair. It will become more and more powerful with the increase of the number of devours, and maybe one day it will have the ability of independent thinking like me." the magic sword joked with schadenfreude.

"Do you feed on pain and despair? It sounds interesting..." Zhang Cheng tilted his mouth slightly, and a chilling smile appeared on his face.

"It\'s really interesting. You know, many stupid human beings think that positive feelings such as love, happiness and hope are the source of strength, but in fact, once human beings have too many similar emotions, it will become easy to be satisfied, and easy satisfaction will lead to stagnation. Only hatred, shame, pain, jealousy and greed will spur human beings to move forward and get more Your power and power. Dear master, you should not restrict your nature, let alone refuse gifts from darkness. "The soul arrest messenger took the opportunity to instill his own ideas.

It is like a devil hiding in the shadow, constantly trying to pull the holder completely into the dark side.

However, it\'s a pity that Zhang Cheng is never an idiot who can be easily stirred by words. Ignoring the magic sword, he began to test the physical condition of the young dragon through a series of detection spells.

In any case, this is the first life he created with the help of magic power. It needs to be well studied and accumulated valuable experience for more complex and in-depth learning later.

While he was hiding under the towering tower and concentrating on testing the young dragon\'s abilities, bonris, a free trade city on the other side of the sea, was suffering unprecedented havoc.

Countless mercenaries and doslaks unscrupulously robbed property, killed civilians and women from door to door along the streets, and some even fought against each other for loot, with crimson blood and incomplete bodies everywhere.

As for the battered women, they had already lost their strength to shout, and their eyes were like walking corpses, allowing the invaders to commit violence.

Standing on the balcony of the former trade Prince trig omolen\'s mansion, Eric, who was naked, raised his glass and drank it, laughed and said to the beautiful girl who had just been invaded "Look! This is the end of daring to resist me! No one can go against the will of the Dragon King. I will lead this incomparable army to conquer all known lands and become the only king in the world."

"War! Death! Chaos! Is this the Kingdom you want?" the girl asked, biting her lower lip.

"Why, can\'t you? When I beat that guy, who else in the world can stop me and my dragon flying in the sky? Then I will be the master of the world, and you will all crawl at your feet and ask me for mercy and forgiveness." after that, Eric jumped up again and pressed the girl down to vent the burning desire in his heart.

But before he could vent for a few minutes, his chest suddenly burst into a burning golden flame, which immediately burned the girl under him into a charred body.

And he himself seemed to bear great pain. He fell down with a plop, and his face was full of distorted expressions.

A full minute later, the flame slowly faded. Eric, who was in great pain, kept panting and struggled to stand up and roared at the guards outside: "go and inform everyone! Stop looting and killing immediately! Board the ship before dark! Our next target is the old town!"

"But... But the noble Dragon King, our fleet is still repairing, and a lot of supplies have not been supplied yet." a guard stammered.

"Shut up! Then obey the order! Or I\'ll feed you to the dragon! Understand?" Eric glared at the other party.

As a former pirate captain, how could he not understand that the larger the fleet, the more time it takes to replenish enough food and fresh water.

But the problem is that cronada has expressed strong dissatisfaction with his slow action, and the sudden flame just now is the best proof.

Eric knew very well that his current strength, status and even his ability to control the dragon all came from the powerful master imprisoned under the ruins of varelia.

"Understand... Understand!" the guard was completely frightened by the murderous eyes and quickly nodded.

Soon, with the loud horn echoing over Rhys, the army busy robbing, killing and raping women gradually poured towards the port.

Of course, this is not because they have good military discipline, but because the dragons circling over the city began to attack the unlucky people who still refused to leave.

Under the threat of death, they had to give up their property and women