The level of equipment, strengthening.
Skill proficiency and cohesive fluency.
The quantity and quality of HP restoration potions, pets, gold coin points...
And the original strength of the adventurer himself...
There are already many factors that determine an adventurer's combat power.
Many of them are beyond the control of Wulaoxing.
"The key is to maintain absolute suppression of strength..."
"The power of the Delos Empire should be greater than that of Fang Fanselia and others. We need to expand the scope of influence of invitations like ours..."
"Fang Fan's invitation letter, their equipment...skills...resurrection coins...consumables and other research must not be left behind..."
"Second, a two-pronged approach can..."
"Unfortunately, the number of invitations from Delos is limited...and there are not many invitations like this that the clansmen can activate..."
"The problem of breeding offspring in the clan has been properly resolved...should we allow them to join this power system so quickly..."
"Not urgent..."
"You and I both know the situation of our tribe..."
"There is something wrong with giving them power..."
"Humph, what's wrong? Lord Im also said, this is an opportunity..."
"The reason why the tribe was not allowed to take Devil Fruit was because if they took it, they would lose the protection of the King of Heaven..."
"Now that we have the invitation letter and resurrection coins... we don't have to worry about these..."
"Are you talking about letting the clansmen take Devil Fruits? It's unnecessary..."
"not necessarily..."
"Immortal ability + powerful strength... for me, the Tianlong people... are a good thing..."
"Don't you think about it, it might be a problem for them to clear the dungeon and clear the one-star Dark Jungle..."
Masato Hirano pondered:
"So, with the power of Devil Fruit, it's safer..."
The other four looked at him doubtfully.
Masuya Yasuki reminded: "However, the minds of many tribesmen have been ruined..."
The five people were silent at the same time.
They themselves know better about the virtues of the Celestial Dragons.
Mud can never hold up a wall.
"Let's choose someone first..."
"Also, keep in touch with Delos more..."
"No matter how you plan, everything has to wait until you get enough invitations..."
.....
There are more and more people painting pictures, and the number of people reaching level 40 is also rising continuously.
At this time, the Dark Elf Cemetery deep in the Afaria Mountains.
If there are adventurers here, the stone walls here will be dark and dull, and the stones will be as hard as iron.
There are no water droplets visible around it.
The ground is dry and hard, and there is a lifeless atmosphere everywhere, without any breath of life.
However, those who are here at the moment are Meia, the current queen of the dark elves, and Xia Pulun, the senior elder of the dark elves.
Shapron activated his magic to disperse all the dark elements in the stone wall.
If you look closely, you will see mysterious magical textures moving like insects and snakes on the ground and mountain walls.
If you look more closely, you will find that a few words introducing the environment are indispensable.
The magic light lingered, and the room was as bright as day.
It is completely different from the dark and cold atmosphere when adventurers paint pictures.
"So many adventurers are clearing the graveyard that Spitz finally has the strength to take action..."
In the room, fluorescent lights flickered.
Celia's figure floated down from the fluorescence.
An Meiya and Xia Plun, who were already waiting here, bowed one after another.
"I have met Lady Celia..."
Celia smiled sweetly and said: "You two... are not polite..."
Spitz, who was just a head, said in his hoarse voice:
"...Similar to the breath of my lord..."
In the skull, a faint green fluorescence danced in the eye holes.
These two will-o'-the-wisps formed Spitz's eyes.
The faint gaze moved from Celia to Xia Plun.
"...I didn't expect...you're not dead yet..."
Elder Xia Pulun had a cold look on his face and did not give him a good look.
Obviously, it was impossible to get along normally with Spitz, who had brought so much disaster to the dark elves.
It's not easy for him to come.
"I don't have time for you two to reminisce..."
Celia reminded with a smile.
She naturally knows the grudges between evil dragons and dark elves.
"This is not Arad... If we really want to talk, you can be honest about some things..."
The evil dragon was ordered to descend to the lower world and bring disaster to Arad.
His existence itself is to destroy Arad - to allow Arad to give birth to a stronger "blade".
The strong can rise to the challenge, while the weak can only fall in front of them.
Obviously, humans and dark elves at that time were both weak.
Weakness is the original sin.
Unexpected disasters and rootless disasters may come one day.
A strong person can do nothing.
But sometimes the slightest movement can inadvertently take away everything from the weak!
The strong dominate the weak, an eternal truth.
"No need...we now have a common enemy..."
Celia smiled, "As long as you understand..."
"Then, let's get started..."
Meia nodded.
The Queen's wand in her hand vibrated, and the magic stone symbolizing the Dark Elf King on the wand shone brightly.
If ordinary people are here, they must be caught in the eye.
Magic power surged, and just when the reader thought that the author wanted to say a hundred or two words, the chain runes binding Spitz's head automatically fell off.
The "will-o'-wisps" in his eyes jumped violently and burst into blazing flames.
raging--
A stream of green flames shot out from the entire head.
The fire of life belonging to the evil dragon Spitz is lit again!
Xia Plun's face was expressionless, while Meia's expression was complicated.
Fighting together with their former sworn enemies, the Dark Elves would have somewhat mixed emotions.
"What does it feel like to be resurrected...how does it feel..."
Celia asked curiously.
"It's very common... I am immortal... die, resurrect, die again, resurrect again..."
"Resurrection, to me Spitz, is as easy as taking a nap..."
"Ah... I thought you were going to say something like the breath of freedom..."
"Does the apostle... also joke?"
Celia raised her eyes slightly: "Your master Bakar...never jokes?"
"My lord..."
Spitz said, and then said nothing.
In his mind, Bakar was always standing in human form.
A red Bloody Mary is always in my hand.
"never mind..."
Celia waved her hand, and then she started teleportation.
The evil dragon bodies buried in other places in the Afaria Mountains were quickly collected.
Dragon head, dragon body, dragon feet, dragon tail, dragon wings.
Under the witness of Celia, Meia, and Shapron, all parts of Spitz were completely put together.
The moment his body returned to its original position, Spitz couldn't help but let out a dull growl:
Roar~~~~~~
Translated: My evil dragon Spitz is back! !
In the dungeons of the Afalia camp, the body snatchers seemed to feel this, and their movements were a bit sluggish.
Morgan, Aikloso, the three auspicious treasures of the lava cave.
As if they were sensing something, they all looked towards the depths of the Afariya Mountains.
Somewhere in the Sky City.
Shaying is dressed in dark clothes, and Ten Raptors is dressed in silver-white clothes.
The battle between the two men that had been fiercely attacking each other came to an abrupt end.
"To be able to make such a big noise at this time..."
"Well...it's the dark elves, that's right..."
"...that Spitz is resurrected..."
"Evil dragon..."
Soon, the evil dragon was sent to the deep sea by Celia.
Lotus's true body is restored here...
The huge bone dragon would definitely cause a sensation in the outside world.
It is not suitable to place it in the dark elf cemetery.
In the deep sea controlled by Lotus, it is perfectly protected from the detection of some people.
Moreover, Aganzuo and Seghart have been guarding here.
The addition of Spitz can also enhance the strength of the guards here.
When the gloomy black shadow approached them, the two finally looked up.
At this time, Spitz was still in the state of a bone dragon.
There are still black hard chains hanging on the claws.
This was what he asked Meia to leave behind.
The magic chain that sealed his dragon body had long since become a part of his body.
There is no need to overwhelm the body with many skills, and the iron rope is also an attack method.
