Chapter 370 Life and Death Choice

The corpse dragon was obviously under the control of Isaral. He was more adapted to this kind of powerful form. Not only did he become familiar with it very quickly, but his attack momentum was also very sharp.

But as soon as his claws were swung out, the corpse dragon lost control and was driven to the side by the force of the blow, hitting the ground beside Gris. He slid on the ground for a very long distance before stopping. Fortunately, the dragon's defense was high, otherwise this fall alone would be enough to get bruised all over his body.

He actually attacked himself? Why? Gris was a little confused. Even because of the soul imprint, he didn't need to do it to himself, right? He really would rather be free than life? Gris was happy to withdraw all his soul energy and let him dissipate naturally.

Isalal watched him cut to the ground, and could not use any power. At this moment, his heart was filled with sadness. Although the message Gris sent him included an explanation of the soul imprint, Isalal, who had been exposed to such things for the first time, could not believe that he could control his soul. Now that he had experienced it personally, he immediately felt ashamed.

Gris could actually sense Isalal's resentment, but he didn't expect that he would do it to himself immediately. Gris didn't quite understand why he did this.

"Why attack me?" Gris tilted his head and asked Isaral, who had completely lost his ability to move.

"No one wants to control me!" Isalal roared, but the strong sense of exhaustion made his soul fluctuations look a little distorted.

Phoenix and Fisius surrounded him anxiously and asked in a stack of voices: "What happened? What happened?" Even Isaral's sudden rise was even very surprised.

They could not hear the conversation between Gris and Isalal's soul level, so they could only wait anxiously for Gris' translation.

Turning his head, Gris said to Phoenix: "He doesn't want to be controlled."

Phoenix's heart sank, the dragon's heart was proud, it was easy to understand that it had such a thought, but it was really embarrassing for Phoenix to express his opinions in such a fierce way. It was him who asked Gris to resurrect Isaral. If he didn't want to, just say it. Do you need to touch it?

"If he doesn't want to, ask his wishes clearly and let his soul dissipate. No matter what, Phoenix will remember your help to the Dragon Clan." Phoenix said sincerely to Gris.

Nodded, Gris squatted down. He could meet some of Phoenix's small requirements for Lenafe, as long as it did not harm him. As for the survival of the Golden Dragon King, he really didn't care much about it.

"If you don't want to, I will take back the soul fire and let you dissipate." Gris said.

Isalal's soul emits a sudden meaningless fluctuation.

Gris's words almost meant to ask him if he wanted to die. Even if he had died once, when facing this choice again, Isalal couldn't help but hesitate. He didn't want to be controlled, but he also didn't have the courage to choose death.

If there is a third choice, without being controlled or dissipated, Isaral will definitely choose the third one without hesitation.

After not hearing Isalal's response for a long time, Gris couldn't help asking: "Are you willing to maintain your current form or choose to dissipate?"

During this process, Gris never let go of his control over Isaral. If not, he might not be able to struggle again.

If this choice was so easy to make, Isalal would not feel liberated because of the invasion of the Fire Monarch. Dissipation means eternal disappearance, and he will never see his own tribe and his fellow races, and will no longer be able to soar in the sky at will. No chance to do anything that has not been done or hoped to do, nor will he have the chance to fulfill all the lost wishes.

Everything about him will disappear as he disappears. The only thing that still exists is the memories of others. Death not only represents liberation, but also means disappearing...

No creature is willing to face such disappearance, let alone choose to disappear. As long as you are alive, everything has hope. If it disappears, it will be all over...

Isalal struggled inside, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful about his previous impulse. The inherent arrogance of the dragon clan made him immediately stunned when he knew the situation of the soul imprint. He did not expect the consequences of failure...

Isalal had never responded. Gris couldn't wait for it and said directly: "You choose to dissipate..."

Before he finished speaking, Isalal struggled to respond: "No..."

The whole earth trembled, from weak to strong, and soon turned into a strong vibration of the earth, just like a major earthquake of more than ten magnitudes.

Gris rushed into the air as fast as possible.

In the violent vibration, the ground and top wall of the entire space were constantly jumping, swaying sharply. The dragon and Gris flying in the air felt as if they were in a cardboard box shaken by naughty children, and the top wall and ground seemed to be photographed at any time.

The sudden change confused all dragons. There had never been an earthquake in the Dragon Island, let alone such a powerful vibration, which made me feel at a loss for a moment.

Gris quickly sensed the change in the force field, and then said, "Leave here." After that, he took the lead in flying to the nearest exit. According to this intensity of vibration, the entire underground space would be shaken down soon.

When the dragons at a loss heard Gris' words, they instinctively followed the orders and rushed to the exit.

With a whoosh, the corpse dragon, who was still lying on the ground and was almost dispersed, rushed into the air and followed the brigade to fly out in a mess. Gris had already let go of his control over Isalal and asked him to escape first.

The corpse dragon was well controlled, but Isalal was not so good in the soul state. Until now, he could not control his body satisfactorily. However, he is in a state of undead, and even if the entire mountain collapsed and buried him below, it would not be a problem.

However, Isalal didn't think so. He struggled desperately and tried to move his body frantically. At this critical moment, all his potential was revealed, and his thinking never moved so quickly in his life.

With unremitting efforts, Isalal finally moved forward two or three meters.
Chapter completed!