There was no black dragon in the Dragon Nest Hall, but a humanoid creature wearing a black robe with a face hidden in the hood. Its right hand held a staff like a spine, and in the robe where its left hand was located, two scarlet eyes were exposed in the shadow of its hood.

"Who are you?" Song Jian asked loudly.

"Aren't you looking for the Dark King? I am the Dark King here." The humanoid creature opposite Song Jian was rolling with a rich undead aura. These undead auras had condensed into substance and were constantly changing. People's faces appeared, and they kept roaring silently towards Song Jian around its body.

"Dark King?" Song Jian was stunned and couldn't help asking, "Isn't the Dark King a black dragon? How could it be you?"

"Black Dragon, hehehehehehehehehe, are you talking about it?" The humanoid creature waved his right hand and exposed a huge dragon head from above the nest hall. This was a huge black dragon. However, what appeared in front of Song Jian was the corpse of a black dragon. It was originally dark golden vertical pupils, but now it also emitted a scarlet light, with blood and flesh all over his body, and the skin and dragon scales flashed with a dark red like rust. Many places had rotted, revealing the thick white bones inside.

"Corpse Dragon..." Song Jian's heart sank. In the previous third-level undead castle, the corpse witch lord there had always dreamed of creating a corpse dragon, but under Song Jian's attack, it failed. Until the end of the war, there was no corpse dragon.

But now, a huge corpse dragon appeared in front of Song Jian, and it was made of a powerful adult black dragon as a template.

"The adult black dragon is a level seven-level army. Although it has lost its mind and self-awareness after making it into a corpse dragon, its magic cannot be used, but its physical strength has reached a higher level. More importantly, those hearts and heads that are fatal weaknesses for creatures are not weak points at all for a corpse dragon." Song Jian said in his heart.

As enemies, a grown-up black dragon and a corpse dragon let Song Jian choose, and Song Jian can choose an adult black dragon. Although the corpse dragon's level is the lowest among the seventh-level troops, its combat power can be at least ranked in the top three.

"You killed the black dragon here and then made it into a corpse dragon?" Song Jian said in surprise.

"Hehe, speaking of it, I have to thank you for being able to successfully create such a corpse dragon. If you hadn't destroyed the third-level undead castle and let a young corpse dragon escape to me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to study how to make the corpse dragon..." The Dark King smiled happily.

As he said that, a young dragon jumped out and stood beside the Dark King. This young corpse dragon was one of the ones that escaped from the Undead Castle. It hid under the thick foundation of the Undead Castle and waited until Song Jian left before he came up from the ground.

It was originally born in this dragon nest and became a corpse dragon. Because the undead corpse witch had died, it also regained its freedom. With some sporadic memory fragments, it returned to this dragon nest.

As a result, he was captured by another corpse witch who had just occupied the place and became a slave to the corpse witch through contracts. It was through its body that the corpse witch developed a method to create a corpse dragon.

"What a pity, if you could destroy the undead castle earlier, then I could have two corpse dragons, instead of just one like now, and the other one was just a semi-finished product." The corpse witch put down her hood, revealing a skeleton-like head.

Boom, Boom~

After a loud bang, the skeleton of a giant dragon slowly walked out of the dark place. There was no trace of blood and flesh on the skeleton, and the whole body was gray. A very obvious crack could be seen at the bones of its right leg.

"This is the black demon king mentioned by those flower elves before, an elderly and aging black dragon. I have studied countless methods of making corpse dragons before, but none of them succeeded. This dragon corpse suffered too much damage, and it turned out that it could only make a bone dragon. It was a pity..." The corpse witch shook her head and sighed.

At this time, the corpse witch seemed to have obtained a new toy and couldn't help but want to show it to others. It said it was a pity, but it showed a smug look, staring at Song Jian's face, trying to see a look of horror and despair from above.

But soon, it became disappointed, and Song Jian's face was expressionless, as if he was not moved at all.

The bone dragon is only a level six-level army. Whether it is magic or physical strength, it is far from comparing with an adult dragon clan. The only advantage is that it inherits the hard bones and dragon power of the dragon clan, and has a certain degree of bonus effect on other creatures. At the same time, it can also spit out dragon breath, but the dragon breath is completely condensed by the energy of the undead. It does not have the scorching temperature and burning effect of the dragon breath. Instead, it has a strong corrosive effect, and its power is slightly worse than that of the real dragon breath.

"A level six bone dragon and a level seven corpse dragon, are these all your trump cards?" Song Jian said coldly.

"And I, the master's most loyal slave, Ghost Karu, giggle~" The soul of the flower elf next to Song Jian suddenly flashed and appeared beside the corpse witch, returning to its original appearance, a ball of black and gray shadow creature.

"I felt that you had a problem, but if you need to lead the way, I didn't expose you..." Song Jian said lightly at the ghost who was constantly floating up and down in the air.

"Human, you are already at your end. Why not surrender to me and let me transform you into an immortal undead creature. Wouldn't it be better to become a undead hero?" The corpse witch laughed.

Crack Crack Crack Crack

Behind Song Jian, a large group of undead warriors appeared and blocked the passage. These were all made up of skeleton soldiers comparable to second-level troops. They were the cannon fodder troops that undead heroes liked to use the most.

"You are the stupidest human hero I have ever seen. You dare to come to the Dragon Nest alone. Even without me, your fate will not be much better. Okay, my patience is limited. You have three seconds to consider my previous proposal..." The corpse witch said coldly, and the staff in her hand had begun to shine with a gray light.
Chapter completed!