The violent magical power wave shook and rolled, floating in the air like ashes of pitch black dust.
In the thick poisonous fog, a pair of huge red-gold vertical pupils slowly opened.
The cold oppression came quietly.
"Boom!"
The ground shook and the gravel cracked.
Every step forward, the world seems to be trembling.
The dragon hidden in the mist showed a huge figure, casting a deep shadow on the earth in front of him.
Entangled in the dark poisonous mist, the hard and cold dragon scales reflect the luster of the metal texture, the dragon horns are slender, and the lines are cold and hard.
The eyes are like lava flames.
The human on the cliff lowered his body lower, trembling in fear and ecstasy.
The headed man in black raised his head and stared at the dragon in the distance with obsessive and fanatical eyes.
That is a powerful ruler from ancient times, a terrible existence that only exists in human fantasy and nightmares.
"Lord Dragon—"
The man in black stood up in the squally wind, his black robe curled up and hunted.
His voice was torn apart by the sound of the wind, and his tone was screaming feverishly: "Please give me the punishment!"
The deep voice of the dragon came from above, and it resonated faintly in the throat cavity, which was especially majestic in the hurricane:
"God's punishment?"
"Master Shi'an! Mankind is fortunate to be destroyed because of you. Under your leadership, the whole world will come to an end with a smile!"
Shi An: "...?"
Ok
Destroy mankind? End the world? What's all this and what
When did I say I wanted to destroy the world
However, what the human said just now made him a little concerned—
"Do you know my name?" Shi'an asked.
"Of course!" The man in black raised his head to stare at the dragon in front of him, and said in a sickly tone: "Only the soul of the chosen person willingly offers sacrifices to awaken you from the chaotic sleep and let you Come to this world!"
Shi'an showed a thoughtful look.
so…
Human Shian is the so-called "chosen person". Their namesake is not a coincidence, and human beings can get the method to summon the dragon and complete the summoning ritual in such an extreme environment. These are also not accidental, but always Be secretly manipulated by this strange organization in a certain way.
"There is no human being able to stop you in this world!"
The voice of the black-robed man whirled in the wind:
"The ancient book has been retrieved by us, and the only human being able to read the ancient book has died!"
He knelt down on his knees, slowly opened the cloth bag under his feet, and took out a head from it.
The blood dripped from the fractured neck cavity, wet the old man's long snow-white beard, dripped down the black robe man's fingers, and was completely absorbed by the mud in an instant.
In the depths of the red golden eyes of the dragon, the small head held by the human hand was reflected in front of him.
"The only human being that can threaten you, the bloodline of the legendary dragon slayer, we have also sent someone to deal with it."
The black-robed man bowed his head deeply in front of the dragon and said:
"From now on, on the entire road, nothing can threaten you!"
The silver-haired and blue-eyed man stood in the darkness, watching several black-robed men stepping out of the night.
"Mr. Mu."
A black-robed man in the lead said in a hoarse voice: "Looking up to the name for a long time."
Mu Heng's eyes were calm, like a cold moonlight, and the long sword in his palm was shining with a sharp cold light.
He lowered his eyes, his voice was low and cold:
"... It seems that the Administration should indeed rectify."
Behind him, several members of the administration team raised their weapons together, and pointed their sharp swords at the man's back.
"Rectify?" The black robe man sneered and said, "I'm afraid you don't have this chance."
Before the voice fell, murderous aura suddenly rose in the dark night.
Several people leaped up and attacked Mu Heng at the same time!
The black robe man could not hear the sound above his head for a long time.
He paused, raised his head hesitantly, and tentatively looked at the dragon not far away.
I saw the giant dragon lowering its silver head, his breath was engulfed with the scorching smoke of gunpowder, and his voice was low and terrifying: "This human being."
"I do not like him."
Obviously less than the fraction of the long years he lived, but he always looked at him like an elder.
He not only has to tolerate the slow and sluggish translation speed of the other party, but also pretends that he doesn't understand anything, and is trapped on the cramped tower to spend a long, boring and boring time.
Before the black-robed man had time to cheer, he felt the shadow slowly enveloping himself.
The eyes of the dragon were shining with the color of fire in the dark, and the sharp and sharp teeth were revealed with the opening and closing of words, reflecting sharp and white light:
"However, there is one thing you may not figure out."
A powerful and terrifying sense of oppression came from the dragon's body, and the extremely pure dark breath escaped from its body:
"This is my territory."
It was as if an invisible rope was twisting the throats of all human beings in front of them.
"These humans belong to me."
"-mine."
The dragon leaned down, and a fire was brewing in the depths of the throat. The golden and red lines spread along the scales. The terrible temperature instantly evaporated, almost igniting the air.
His voice was low and majestic, bringing a faint vibration in the air:
"All those who dare to touch the dragon's possessions will pay for it."
In the next second, the violent flames rolled up, like flowing lava, instantly engulfing the entire gap in front of you!
The human body is extremely small under this overwhelming force, and it is almost swallowed before it can do anything. The dragon flame is like some kind of intelligent creature, climbing up the human body in a cruel way. Extending the time of their torment, slowly devouring each other's life.
The screams of screams echoed in the lit wilderness.
Countless distorted shadows struggled in the fire, howling, until they turned into powder.
The black smoke was floating in the air with magic insects and eyeballs, staring at the scene like purgatory on earth in horror.
So terrible, so powerful... Such a beautiful fire.
Burning, devouring, and purifying the entire wilderness.
At this moment, the eyeball suddenly realized something and looked towards the bottom of the abyss.
I saw the light of the blood magic circle at the feet of the dragon gradually dimmed.
The eye of the abyss began to tremble and struggle violently, as if trying to escape something that was about to happen.
Eyeballs lost their voice: "No, it's not good!"
The devil was surprised: "What's the matter?"
The eyeballs spoke extremely fast, and they popped out like a cannon: "The Eye of the Abyss is between living and non-living things. At the same time, its existence is also between the abyss and the continent, although we can now I saw it on the mainland, but I could never bring it out of the abyss. The magic in the eyes of the abyss is very unstable, and the magic circle should be used to stabilize the magic in the eyes of the abyss and transform it into The form that the dragon can absorb."
It slowed down and continued:
"And now, the magic circle is destroyed, the magic is no longer stable, but the transmission is still unbroken..."
The demon insect slowly widened his eyes, and immediately understood what the eyes wanted to express.
The magic power transmitted now is not even the way of existence, the magic power between the abyss and the non-abyss.
The consequences may be disastrous.
It exclaimed, "It must be stopped—"
However, before the words of the Demon Worm, the pupil of the Eye of the Abyss suddenly enlarged, and then burst open!
"boom!"
Scarlet light poured into the circle.
The dragon's figure was shocked.
It raised its head and let out a long moan.
The sound and waves engulfed the breath of terror, and the world was trembling with it.
Long Yan roared.
The dragon unfolded the wings behind it, and the powerful air current held him up, and in an instant it was submerged in the dark and turbulent clouds.
The three monsters stared blankly at the scene in front of them, and fell silent all together.
After a long time, the demon worm asked tremblingly:
"Um... If you don't stop it in time, what are the consequences?"
Eyeballs smiled dryly: "I don't know this..."
Great, it's the end of the world at best.
The icy wind whizzed high in the sky.
Shi An spread out his wings and let the wind blow over his scales.
Where is this place
What should I do
have no idea.
Chaos's mind was flooded with unanswered questions, and the only thing left was endless instinct to drive inside the body.
anger.
This is the only emotion Shi An can perceive.
The anger that has nowhere to vent churned deep in his chest, like a raging fire in his throat, eager to ignite the world, so that everything in front of him was buried in the sea of flames with intense anger.
A terrible flame was burning in the depths of the golden and scarlet vertical pupils of the dragon.
Burn, destroy, destroy.
This is the inherent instinct of all dragons.
They are natural invaders, ruthless predators, wherever they go, they will turn into fire and ashes. They bring terror, death, pain, and wailing.
Dragons are inherently evil.
Shi An flapped his wings and gradually flew low, staring at the quiet school building on the ground with cold eyes.
Red gold lines spread on the scales of the throat.
The dragon flame was tumbling deep in his throat, eager to smear the ground in front of him with black and red colors.
Suddenly, his movements stopped.
A figure on the ground not far away was reflected in the depth of the vertical pupil.
In the endless night, that touch of silver looked extraordinarily cold, shiny, and beautiful.
Two words flashed in Shi An's mind.
mine.
The corpse was horizontal, and blood was flowing, staining the ground red.
The man stood in the center of the corpse like a killer, with blood dripping from his icy sword.
Mu Heng lowered his blue eyes and calmly stared at the hellish scene before him.
He is the only living person.
The pale and severed limbs were scattered on the ground, and both the black robe and the uniform of the bureau were dyed in exactly the same color.
The man's eyebrows are deep, and shadows cover his eyes.
The pitch-black boots stepped on the corpse, and a little scarlet blood was splashed on his white cheeks, which made his cold face stained with treacherous and cruel meaning.
He raised his hand and gently wiped the blood from his cheeks with his fingertips wearing tactical gloves.
Under his feet, the assailants, betrayers, and all the bodies were mixed together in a mess.
It was like an undifferentiated, unilateral massacre.
At this moment, Mu Heng seemed to feel something.
He turned his head and looked at the sky behind him.
The huge dragon flies high in the sky.
It looked down, and the dark clouds were floating around it, and its flame-like pupils appeared extremely clear in the night.
The next second, the dragon swooped down.