This was two hours slower than he expected, but it wasn't too late.

“It’s time to start.”

Renn smiled on his face, stood in front of the golden three-headed dragon, staring at his eyes: "Bolchi, tell me your real name."

Using the Soul Control Circle does not necessarily require controlling the real name of the target, but with the real name, the control effect is better.

Neither the red dragon nor the black dragon's head moved.

Only Jinlong stared at Renne fiercely and refused in a deep voice: "Don't think about it."

The real name of the dragon has magical power and will never be easily told to others that only the dragon's parents will hear it once when their descendants break out of their shells.

Rennes snorted coldly, increasing the current of the warhammer.

He had long seen that Bolchi was definitely not the kind of dragon who would rather die than surrender. Not to mention it now, it just hasn't pushed him to the brink of death.

I took this opportunity to leave a deep impression on Bolchi so as not to be disobedient when I follow you in the future.

This is an evil dragon who believes in "Tiasis", and its methods must be more ruthless.

"Ah...human, I swear to Tiassis that the pain you gave me today will be returned a hundred times one day!" The three-headed golden dragon roared in pain, and the four dragon claws dug out deep marks on the ground, but to no avail.

Renn just increased the weight of Thor's Hammer.

Lightning and thunder in the dragon's nest, mixed with the crazy curse of the dragon, he cursed all the vicious words he could think of and used them on Rennes.

Rennes is calm and calm, and Bolch's ability to curse people is far inferior to his ability.

After experiencing the Internet information explosion, he has never seen any troll on the Internet? Any Zuan person can curse people with his ability to throw Bolchi out of eight streets. In contrast, Bolchi's swear words are like praise.

This time the electric shock was longer than any previous one, and Bolchi's scolding gradually weakened.

But Ren did not stop.

Seeing that the warhammer was getting heavier and he could crush his back at any time, the dragon's six eyes finally showed fear and regret while in pain. The golden dragon opened its mouth and said angrily: "Baragas*Palarandask*Nesario."

"What?" Renn turned his head, "I can't hear it."

Borchi's psychological defense line had completely collapsed. He used the last trace of strength to repeat his real name loudly, and then shouted: "Stop quickly, I really can't bear it."

"You know your identity." Ren nodded with satisfaction.

He reduced the weight of Thor's hammer, stopped the electric shock, flipped his hand and took out the soul control circle, injected soul power to activate the runes on the collar, and chanted loudly: "Baragas*Pallarandask*Nesario, you will surrender to me forever, the order of your master Rennes Augustus, from now on, your soul belongs to me, your ** serves me, and your will obey me..."

As Renn sang the spell, the runes in his soul-controlling circle lighted up one by one.

"Soul Control Circle! Where did you get it?"

The golden three-headed dragon recognized the thing in Renn's hand and was immediately frightened. He struggled desperately and screamed. The three heads were slapping the ground frantically, even the sound was trembling, and the snot and tears were flying everywhere, in extreme fear and despair.

He squirted out a dragon breath to attack Renne, and his chest was pressed to death by the warhammer, and he had no spare energy to vomit.

Rennes ignored the golden three-headed dragon's stubborn resistance, and his soul power continued to output, and his power dropped rapidly. The soul control circle in his hand became brighter and brighter, and after half a minute, it turned into a blue light.

He let go of his hand, and the collar turned into a green light and penetrated into the golden dragon's forehead.

The soul eye saw the green light directly into Bolchi's soul, forming something similar to a curse rune, lurking in. The three dragon heads were affected. In the hysterical state, the dragon calmed down first, twitched all over for a few minutes, and finally returned to calm.

Renne thought, and collars appeared on the dragon's three necks.

He could sense that the soul of the three-headed golden dragon was under his control, and his soul could be tortured in a moment and completely lost its ability to resist. The soul control circle would not affect Bolchi's mind and still have his own ability to think, but life and death were controlled by others.

This thing is similar to the tight hoop on Sun Wukong's head.

"Not bad, not bad!"

Raine exclaimed and waved his hand to remove the pressure of Thunder Hammer and let it enter the void.

Bolchi remained motionless and didn't even want to open his eyes.

Renn knew he was pretending to be dead, kicked him in the head and threatened, "If you can't get up again, taste the torture of souls."

As he said that, he inspired the runes of the Soul Control Circle.

The three-headed golden dragon trembled all over, feeling even more painful than being electrocuted, comparable to the soul tearing. He struggled to get up and shouted angrily: "Stop it! Humans..."

"What are you calling me?" Ren asked with a cold face, increasing the torture of the soul control circle.

Bolchi gritted his teeth but could not stand it for only a few seconds. Finally, he reluctantly lowered his head and whispered: "Master, please stop, I know I was wrong."

"Hmph..." Renn stopped controlling. Seeing that Bolch was just giving in, his hatred in his heart became even more intense, and his soul was so red that it turned black, he warned: "If there is another time, I find that you have the intention to resist, and I will never let you go."

You must not be rude when dealing with the evil dragon, otherwise you will regret it if you are backfired.

"Yes, master." Bolchi lowered his eyebrows and looked at him, and there was no sign of hatred on the surface. The three dragon capitals came up to squeeze out a pleasing smile.

Renn was not afraid that he would suddenly get into trouble and bite him to death, and waved his hand and said, "Stay for a while, heal your injuries and leave with me."

Borchi casts the Holy Light spell, and golden lights flash by, the wound heals at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body shrinks sharply into a human form, turning into a strong savage with a unique appearance.

Renn had seen his savage form, and there was an extra metal collar around his neck, which was a bit eye-catching.

He thought for a while and said, "Hide the soul control circle."

The soul control circle can be hidden, and Bolchi dared not disobey, so he let the collar fade and sink under the skin, which looks much more normal.

Rennes walked around the dragon's nest twice, but found no treasure, and asked, "Where is the gold you took from Baron Barkley's vault?"

"Owner……"

Bolch subconsciously looked at his waist pocket and cried with a sad face: "This is the treasure I finally collected. Can I keep it? I heard that the owner is Earl of Glamorgan, so he should not be short of such a little money..."

Renn guessed that his treasure should be hidden in a certain space equipment. Seeing his nose and tears, he thought he couldn't force it too much. The dragon had just lost his freedom. If he took away his treasure, he might have to fight with him to the death.

"Okay, I'm just asking, I don't want your treasure." He gave up his previous idea.

Bolchi was overjoyed, "Thank you, Master."

Renn noticed the change in his soul's color, and the red and black colors became lighter, and his hatred faded a little, and he was immediately amazed and laughed. It turned out that in the eyes of the dragon, treasure was more important than freedom.

Well, you can use this to ease tensions in the future.

Each man and a dragon rested in the nest for a long time, Renne's soul power was completely restored, and Bolchi's injuries were almost healed. He was too seriously injured and it took ten days and half a month to completely heal, and it would not affect the flight for the time being.

"It's time to leave."

Renn took out the Arcane Torrent Staff and opened the portal.

He had just asked and found out that Bolchi's nest did not have access channels like other giant dragons, and only a hidden gap could pass through under human form.

After coming out of the portal, Borchi looked at the nearby mountains, his eyes falling on the clear lake at the foot of the mountain, and his eyes were a little nostalgic.

Rennes did not urge him.

"Master, I've been waiting for you for a long time," Bolchi explained in a depressing manner: "This is my first nest. I have lived in it for more than a hundred years. Every time I wake up from sleep, I will take a shower in the lake below, and then have a beautiful picnic by the lake. I don't know if I will have a chance to come back in the future."

"There will be." Renn said lightly: "I built a fortress on the edge of the World Mountains, and there is a teleportation array, not far from here, and you can return after my permission."

Bolchi looked delighted, "That would be great."

"When there is an outsider here in the future, call me boss and pay attention to keeping the secret of Thunder Hammer." Ren reminded and looked at the sky.

"Yes, boss!" Bolchi showed his true body of a giant dragon and leaned down on his head.

Renn jumped up and straddled the neck of the golden dragon in the middle, slapped the scales under his body.

Three dragon roars shook the four fields.

The sail-shaped triceratops vibrated violently, and the magic power spread, driving the huge dragon's body to the sky and break through the clouds. The clear sky was visible at a glance. The dragon scales reflected a dazzling golden light in the sun, like a golden sun flying rapidly across the sky.

At this moment, a thought flashed through Renne's mind.

In the past, I was just a fake dragon knight, and I was often killed by dragon knights, but I couldn't see anyone. Now I finally became a real dragon knight, and I could ride the dragon openly and blind others' eyes.
Chapter completed!