I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Chapter 292: Explosion? Hiccup!

For the half-dragons themselves, suicide explosion is a very unreasonable way to die.

Most half-dragons do not have the ability to cause the energy in their bodies to self-destruct.

But the legion commanders all had some kind of emblem bestowed by Valaam.

This emblem is of no use and is mostly considered to be a symbol of identity for half-dragon commanders, similar to an ID card or a military token.

Only the commander himself knew that this was a magic item that could unconditionally call upon the energy in the bodies of the surrounding half-dragons and make the energy go wild.

To put it simply, it means to draw the energy out of the bodies of the surrounding half-dragons.

However, once the negative energy that these half-dragons have absorbed through training since childhood leaves the body of their master, it can no longer be controlled as before and will turn into violent energy that runs around.

So these commanders came up with a plan.

Since it is uncontrollable, I might as well not control you, but let the energy gather in one direction when it is extracted.

Before these negative energies go completely wild, let them concentrate at one point, and then quickly burst out, forming a negative energy explosion that devours everything.

It is just like the negative energy typhoons that have begun to dissipate in the sky above Nield and are exploding after being out of Shiva's control.

This method made the low-level half-dragon warriors feel very painful, but there was nothing they could do.

Who would be willing to not even be able to control the end of their own life...

Now, the energy of this group of half-dragons was constantly leaving their bodies and gradually gathered into a half-human-high negative energy light ball in the commander's hands.

Although it was not as huge as the typhoon in the sky before, it was more than enough to kill this group of humans and orcs.

Under the dull gazes of the primitive creatures from other worlds around him, the half-dragon commander bared his sharp teeth.

Foolish creatures, all of you will be buried with your own troops!

Ordinary half-dragons do not have the ability to resist negative energy explosions, but I have stronger endurance and may be able to survive the explosion.

He suddenly retracted his claws, lifted up the big ball that was almost as tall as a person, and pushed it heavily into the air.

As if the gathered energy was not enough, the commander planned to let his warriors squeeze out the last bit of strength in their bodies.

"Warriors of the Dragon Realm! Face death with honor...

Our souls will ascend to the kingdom of Lord Dragon God!

Our bodies will be buried with countless creatures from other worlds!

Our descendants will enjoy the glory of the Dragon God forever!

Lord Valam will not treat us unfairly—"

With a creaking sound, the half-dragon commander's final speech was interrupted.

A giant white cat stepped on the commander's head - if that deflated thing could still be considered a head -

This strange-looking creature put its nose close to the big ball of negative energy in the air and sniffed it curiously;

Then, as if he had discovered a supreme delicacy, he swallowed the big ball in two or three bites without even chewing.

The air became extremely quiet.

Be it the half-dragons, or the humans and orcs surrounding them from the front and back, they all stopped in their tracks at this strange sight.

The big ball was obviously aimed at exploding... and then it was swallowed by this cat - let's just call it a cat - in no time...

It's really rare to see such a mysterious story happening in a fantasy world...

After transforming into Qiongqi, Ivan no longer has much self-awareness left in his mind.

Although he wasn't like last time, with no idea of ​​what he was doing;

But this strange body was being driven by strange instincts, making Ivan's main consciousness useless.

He could only watch himself perform a series of incredible actions.

The white cat first rubbed its claws on the ground, wiping off some of the half-dragon's brain that was stained on it.

Then it seemed to have found something interesting and kept wagging its tail.

Finally, he moved closer to the dumbfounded half-dragon and sniffed around, only to sneeze in disgust.

It seemed that he couldn't stand the smell of these lizards' heads.

After knowing that this strange big cat was the transformed Ivan, Broken Tooth quickly grasped the key point on the battlefield.

"Charge! Kill all these alien creatures!"

The orc's loud voice suddenly exploded in the crowd, scaring everyone, including Ivan who was still sneezing.

The remaining half-dragons reacted quickly. They immediately threw away the long sticks in their hands and knelt down in the direction of the loud-mouthed orc.

The action was quick and decisive, and a few half-dragons who knew a little common language were still shouting "Surrender! Surrender!"

This group of half-dragon infantrymen are pure high-level cannon fodder. They are usually either bullied by characters like commanders, or ordered around by highly-advanced half-dragons.

Although he had suffered a defeat and his commander had drained his energy away, preparing him to self-destruct, the bomb was suddenly confiscated.

This made the half-dragon, who had nothing in his body and was unable to fight, think of surrendering to the enemy in exchange for a chance to survive.

Tagon pulled at the sharpened broken tooth.

In the eyes of orc shamans, captives are much more valuable than a pile of corpses.

Just when he was about to tell him not to be so hasty in dealing with these half-dragons, something strange happened again.

A pressure that made all mortal creatures feel fear came from high in the sky.

The giant half-dragon flapped its broad wings and began to slowly descend.

All the creatures below were knocked down by this terrifying pressure.

"The Dragon Realm doesn't need traitors."

Valam's voice was cold and deep, as if it was equipped with a loudspeaker and could be transmitted very far.

Even Leia in the mining town could hear his voice.

"The Dragon Realm doesn't need captured half-dragons either."

When everyone recovered and looked up again, the half-dragon man who was more than twenty feet tall appeared just above their heads.

The crushing power from the gods made some weak-willed warriors kneel down one after another.

All the half-dragons looked at Valaam with great fear. From the language of this god, they already knew their fate.

But Valam didn't even give his followers, the group of half-dragon soldiers who died in the raid on Nield, a chance to change his expression.

He raised his left hand and shook it in the air.

The half-dragon below fell to the ground as if his soul had been sucked out of him, and lost his life instantly.