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"Hmph, I really don't know whether to live or die!" said in a cold voice.

"I didn't expect Zambit's death attribute to be so serious!" was the same cold voice, but the tone was completely different, "If it weren't for this guy stealing such a piece of Ingneil Lab's fine product behind my back, I would never have lent you my body temporarily to let you out of anger." ”

The owner of this cold voice is, of course, Alfie's spirit, and in addition to being influenced by Dearnet's appearance and figure, his voice has also become exactly the same as Dearnet's.

As soon as Alfie's spirit was teleported back to the Misty Forest space by Robert X, he immediately spotted the Troll Warrior who was having a good time. Both were shrewd people, and almost instantly understood what Zambit was up to.

Seeing Zambit do this to his body, and even take a photo to further ruin his reputation, Dear Knight immediately became furious, and promised Alfie a lot of benefits to temporarily borrow control of the spirit, ready to break the body of Zambit, a troll warrior who deserved death.

At first, Alfie was not ready to lend the dominance of the spirit to Dearknight temporarily, after all, this state of two souls sharing a spirit was the first time he used it, for fear that Diarnet would not return it to him after gaining the dominance. But when Alfie saw the visual microphone, he immediately changed his mind. He could see at a glance the special features of the visual microphone, and it could be seen from the craftsmanship of its creation that it was definitely a masterpiece on the same level as Robert X.

There is no doubt that this visual microphone ball with a certain self-awareness definitely comes from the Ingniel Laboratory, and Alfie feels deeply disgusted by Zambit's behavior of taking it behind his back: such a good thing has fallen into the hands of Zambit, it is a pearl!

Thinking of this, Alfie was so angry that she had a headache, and the conditions offered by Dear Knight, who was eager to retaliate, were extremely tempting, so Alfie did not hesitate to lend him the dominance of the spirit without hesitation after receiving the assurance that Dear Knight would never hurt Zambit.

Dear Knight's personal shot is naturally extraordinary, Zambit is only just level 12 strength, and it is not enough to see it in front of Deer Knight, and Dear Knight threw him far away without much effort. To be honest, if it weren't for the promise not to hurt his life, Dee Knight really wanted to make up for the black dragon wave again, so that Zambit could thoroughly understand the power of the black dragon.

"It's so nice to have a human body again!Elfie, can you discuss......" Dear Knight reflected on the feeling of the blow just now, and this long-lost feeling of refreshment almost moved him to tears.

"Not negotiable!" Alfie immediately regained control of the spirits as she rejected Dilknight. What are you kidding, judging from the strength that Dear Knight just showed, if he really got his wish and let him dominate the spirits, God knows what he would do. No one in this space could stop him except for the black dragon in the "sleeping".

"Huh!!" dear knight complained. It's just that after this angry tone came out of his mouth, Alfie felt extremely cold, and it seemed that for a while, Dear Knight still couldn't get rid of the sequelae caused by the long-term possession of the succubus.

As the subject of the spirit, Alfie has absolute control, and if he does not agree, Dear Knight has no choice at all.

"Instead of complaining now, it's better to find a way to get enough Dark Dragon Flame from the Black Dragon. Wouldn't it be more refreshing to regain the black dragon's body after the dragon seal was lifted?" Alfie reminded as he put away the visual microphone ball that Zambit had left nearby.

To be honest, despite Robert X's promise, Alfie was still afraid that Dear Knight would give it a go and desperately compete with him for the dominance of the spirit, after all, the difference in the soul power of the two was too great.

"What's your idea?" asked Dearknight. The black dragon has been pursuing the ultimate in power since its birth, and has never been dismissive of such tricks as intrigue.

"I wonder what the Black Dragon would do if he were to see Zambit's death in his new consciousness?" Alfie asked maliciously.

"Do you need to ask? I must be the same as I was just now, vowing to break this defiant creature to pieces!" said Dearnett, gritting his teeth.

"Under what circumstances would the Black Dragon choose to attack with the Dark Dragon Flame?" Alfie asked again, a plan already taking shape in his mind.

"Of course, when you think Dark Dragonburn can achieve the most results. The two shared a spirit, and Dearnet had come to understand Alfie's intentions.

"And can your illusion give the black dragon this illusion?" Alfie asked with a smile.

"Of course! That's what I'm good at. I feel that in the spirit state, the power of my illusion can even enchant the gods!" With the blessing of the three main god powers, Dearnet felt that he was now extremely powerful.

"That's easy! Now let's get Zambit back, he's the absolute protagonist next!" Alfie quickly shared his plan with Dee Knight.

"What a brilliant idea, to collect enough Dark Dragon Flames and to quench the hatred in my heart!" Dearnet said with a sinister smile in Alfie's heart.

......

The great dragon slayer troll warrior was lying miserably in a huge pit more than ten meters deep at this time.

After being sent flying by Dear Knight, he had hoped that the flying rune that Coughren had left on the troll's footcloth would save him from fire and water. Unexpectedly, although Dear Knight made his first attack after 2,000 years, Lao Lai's combat experience still played an important role. The moment he came into contact with Zambit, he was aware of the existence of the two flying runes, so he erased the flying runes without hesitation, and added a body-binding technique to Zambit, so that Zambit had a close contact with the earth defenselessly.

Fortunately, Zambit is a twelfth-level warrior, and his body is tough enough for him to survive this violent impact, of course, he can't run away from the end of broken bones and tendons, not to mention the bleeding of his head and various abrasions and bruises.

"Oh, oh, oh~ my ribs must have been broken! I didn't even see who was sneaking up on me just now!" Zambit groaned exaggeratedly. When the real pain hit, the dead troll warrior began to seriously consider whether he had gone too far, which led to such a miserable end.

Zambit thinks he's been punished enough for his head-burning death, but he doesn't realize that his real nightmare has just begun.