Shen Zi, who was standing by, was already itching to try something new.
After getting Kroeber's permission, it hurried forward and picked up Donahue who was sitting on the dragon's back.
The lower-level dragon under him wanted to resist, but was slapped away by Shen Zi, and its magical form was somewhat disintegrated.
"You! You're also a high-ranking dragon!"
Donahue may be arrogant, but he is not stupid.
When he saw his contracted partner being easily slapped away by the other party, he immediately realized that this "little dragon" with a body length of only more than 20 meters was actually also a superior dragon.
"What do you mean?"
Deep Purple responded angrily, and in dissatisfaction, it scratched Donahue's wings with its sharp fingertips, instantly cutting off his right wing completely, making him a "disabled birdman" with only half a wing left.
The intense pain coming from his wings made Donahue scream loudly.
"You actually, you actually dared to destroy my wings!"
For the Winged People, they value their wings more than their lives.
This is not only because wings are the basis of their survival, but more importantly, the aesthetics and values of their entire ethnic group are closely linked to wings.
Losing half of their wings was a nightmare for them.
The king of each generation of winged people has issued a death order that no matter what, winged people are not allowed to hurt each other's wings.
Before reaching the Golden Wing level, every winged person will take care of their wings as comprehensively as possible.
Once a winged man's wings are damaged and cannot be repaired, it can be said that his life is over.
Although he is a dragon knight, a magical life form, he can recover from injuries.
But he had tried it just now, and it seemed that Deep Purple had attached a special kind of magic to his wound, making it impossible for him to recover no matter how much magic he used.
Deep Purple ignored Donahue's words and brought his "trophy" to Kroeber to share with him.
"Hahahahahaha, Kropper, look, a disabled bird!"
Deep Purple cannot speak, but it can communicate using mental power.
When its mental fluctuations were sensed by everyone, they immediately shifted their gaze from the seriously injured Yunhailong to Donahue in Shen Zi's hand.
"That's right! It's him! I saw it clearly, it was this guy who led the army to attack my city!"
A noble who was sitting on a flying magical beast clenched his fists and stared at Donahue with hatred in his eyes, wishing he could go up to him and skin him alive to vent his anger.
Krober tilted his head and glanced at him indifferently. The nobleman retracted his head like a frightened quail.
"Then I'll hand him over to you after I've interrogated him."
When Krober's voice rang out, the nobles of the Azure Tide Kingdom couldn't help but smile.
"I have only one request: leave no one alive!"
As Krober finished speaking, they all began to cheer and praise Krober's kindness and generosity.
You know, the value of a dragon knight can be said to be quite high.
If we hand it over to the magicians from the scholar department, I'm sure those lunatics will be willing to pay a suitable price to buy this guy.
Moreover, as a magical life form, some of the dragon knights' body tissues have certain special functions, which can be sold to alchemy magicians to make some special potions.
For example, if these wings could be made into potions, they would definitely greatly increase the user's speed.
And recently, a new technology has been reported in the magic city of His Majesty Ashardron. It seems to be called blood organ transplantation or something like that.
Specially designed for ordinary people or knights or magicians with low talents.
The blood of some advanced races is extracted and transplanted into the human body. As long as the transplanted person survives the blood rejection, he or she will possess most of the abilities of the transplanted blood.
For a winged man like this one, his wings can be plucked off and sold to the magicians in the Magic City or even His Majesty Ashardlon himself. Presumably, His Majesty Ashardlon would not have many materials of this level.
Hearing the conversations between the nobles behind him, Krober couldn't help but have a deeper understanding of the customs of the Azure Tide Kingdom.
He originally thought that the trade culture of the Emerald Kingdom was already serious enough, but compared with the Azure Tide Kingdom, it was really nothing.
This group of nobles did not think about fighting for territory or improving their strength, but instead were obsessed with making money.
All I can say is, it’s amazing!
Donahue also heard the discussion of the nobles behind Kroeber.
Although they didn't speak the same language, Donahue could still sense contempt and disdain from their tone and expressions.
These humans looked at him as if he were examining a commodity, a feeling that made Donahue feel extremely humiliated.
After feeling humiliated, there is endless anger.
When he led his troops to attack them, this group of human nobles fled their territory like stray dogs, abandoning their property and people.
Until now, just with the support of this guy, he dared to humiliate him, a powerful dragon knight!
At this moment, Krober looked at the guy in front of him who was once majestic, questioning and threatening him, but now only had half of his wings left and looked miserable. He couldn't help but feel a trace of ridicule in his heart.
He no longer had any desire to communicate with Donahue, but simply stretched out his right hand and placed it on Donahue's head.
Donahue immediately realized that the situation was not good, and he began to struggle desperately, trying to break free from Kroeber's restraints.
However, Kroeber's strength was far beyond Donahue's ability to contend with, and no matter how hard it tried, it could not break free from the grasp of the big hand.
At this moment, Krober uttered two words softly:
"Soul Drain!"
As the power of the soul was activated, a powerful mental force instantly enveloped Donahue's body.
Donahue suddenly felt a piercing pain, as if his entire soul was being torn apart.
It let out a shrill scream that resounded through the sky, moving everyone around it.
This sound was dozens of decibels louder than the scream produced when Deep Purple tore his wings.
Donahue's body began to twitch irregularly, and his expression became hideous and terrifying.
However, no matter how it struggled, it could not escape Kroeber's control.
Kroeber's mental power continuously flowed into Donahue's body and began to roughly search the memories contained in his soul.
This scene frightened the nobles who were watching on the side.
They didn't expect that the seemingly noble and elegant Crown Prince Krober would have such a terrifying side.
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