Compared to showing irreversible despair from beginning to end, it is even more cruel to pull this hope away directly at the moment when the other party feels a glimmer of hope.

And now Otto does that.

The scales on his body corroded rapidly in the pillar of light of the Truth. Unconsciously, even his flesh began to rot and ulcerate under the influence of the pillar of light.

On the tip of Otto's tail, some carrion began to fall off, revealing the deep white bones inside.

At this time, Otto's entire dragon body seemed to be almost unable to find a complete place. The rotten skin scales, flesh and blood, and the thick white bones created a terrifying and hideous painting.

The severe pain stimulated Otto's nerves, making him curled up.

After seeing that the damn black dragon no longer had its former might, continuous cheers filled the entire Stanita floating city.

Just before, because of Otto's various performances, some people even began to worry about Stagia's safety.

But now it seems that their worries are completely redundant. Stagia, the strongest among the three floating cities, is indeed invincible.

Although Stagia also paid a certain price, as long as the final result is good, how many people will care about the process?

So, cheer and excite!

Some young spellcasters even danced funny dances to celebrate, causing laughter from their companions around them.

"It's so stupid and sad. Such powerful war weapons are actually controlled by these clowns. I seem to hear Staniya's crying..."

Otto slowly raised his head in the constant erosion of the pillar of light of the truth, and the head, which was intertwined with flesh and bones, looked extremely ferocious.

At this critical moment, Otto's mouth slowly bent upwards, making his face even more weird and terrifying.

Then, the corners of his mouth became bigger and bigger, and finally they had grown to a terrifying level.

It's really doubtful that his skull structure can really support his mouth to become like this?

But at this time, few people will notice what Otto is doing, and most Stanis are immersed in the joy of success.

And just as they were planning how to prepare for a carnival, Otto continued to grow his mouth and took a deep breath.

"Gudu...gudu..."

The balls slid along Otto's neck, and he actually opened his mouth and swallowed the energy from the pillar of truth into his stomach.

Although this would burn his throat and bring him great pain, for Otto, who would have nothing to do on weekdays, this pain was far from enough.

Because the swallowing speed of relying on just one mouth was still too slow, Otto simply quietly changed into a big mouth on his stomach, that is, his belly, and immediately began to swallow frantically.

As Otto continued to swallow the energy of the pillar of truth, with the infusion of a large amount of energy, the almost completely rotten flesh on his body began to grow again, covering the bones.

But soon, the newly grown flesh was corroded and continued to corrode and fall off due to the corrosion and continued corruption of the light column of truth, so in a short period of time, Otto's current physical condition did not change much.

But some Stanis have begun to discover why this damn black dragon has bathed so much under the pillar of truth, but the injuries on its body seem to have begun to fix, and there is no sign of it continuing to worsen.

Mente, who is in the Mage's Steeple, has been observing Otto carefully. A special long-sighted spell is attached to the window of the Mage's Steeple, which allows people standing at the window to easily see the scene from a distance.

Through the magic of the window, Mente could easily see Otto's condition at this time, and at the same time he could see that the flesh on the damn black dragon was healing and re-corrupting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn, the body of that black dragon is healing quickly!"

Mente screamed loudly: "My dear Master Parton, are you sure the output frequency of the Truth Cannon has reached its maximum? I think you should have widened your eyes and take a look. Now such a weak attack cannot kill the damn black dragon!"

"What did you say?"

The fat old man Parton obviously did not expect that Otto could survive the erosion of the pillar of truth.

After receiving Mente's reminder, he immediately slid his fingers, and then a colorful magic light curtain appeared in front of him.

Randomly, Otto's hideous face appeared on the light curtain, and the skin scales on his face were bathed in the pillar of light of truth. The two forces of healing and corruption left a clear dividing line on their foreheads and were in a fierce battle.

"This...this is simply incredible..."

Seeing all this, the fat old man Parton had to stare at a moment and say this.

"I think, I remind you that all this is not to hear you express any emotion!"

Mente had a dark face and grabbed the collar of the fat old man Parton tightly, without any respect for the famous master.

He is a very strong warrior himself. At such a close distance, as long as Mente is willing, he can easily pinch Parton to death with just moving his fingers.

Even though Parton's magical attainments were of great strength, his body was still pitiful.

"Ahem..."

As Mente's fingers continued to power, the fat old man Parton immediately felt difficulty breathing, his fat face turned red, and he didn't get a shit for a long time.

If this continues, it is impossible for him to give his life here.

Seeing this, the thin old man Chris, who was standing beside him, immediately took out a simple staff from the secret treasure bag and pointed it at Mente.

The top of the staff emits a bright magic light, as if a deadly spell will emerge from it in the next second, tearing Mente to pieces.

But Chris did not do this, but shouted at Mente coldly, "Why don't you let go? This is Stagnia, not the manor in your territory.

If you want to treat us as serfs in your territory, I advise you to put aside this thought, because it will make you lose the opportunity to kill the black dragon and lose your life in vain!”

"Are you threatening me?"

Mente's blood-covered eyes stared at Chris tightly, his voice full of murderous aura, as if he would do something extraordinary in the next second.

"No!"

The skinny old man Chris shook his head, then pointed to Otto in the magic light curtain and said to Mente: "I'm just trying to understand what the right choice is. If you want this black dragon to die, let go of Parton.
Chapter completed!