The wind blew up the clouds and the sky was dark.
The wings of the giant dragon are like the shadows tearing apart the sky, the thick black clouds are cut by the sharp edges of the bone wings, and the air current swept across the sky and the earth can be felt even on the distant land.
The black-robed wizard hid in the darkness created by the spell, and the horns of his robes were hunting in the wind.
He raised his head and looked in the direction from which the dragon was flying.
Really hooked.
The joy of victory spread from the depths of the heart, surging in the chest, the corners of the mouth under the black robe uncontrollably pulled up, and the eyes hidden in the darkness flickered with a greedy glimmer.
Thin and withered fingers clenched the knotted and crooked staff, and the gems set at the top of the staff were shining brightly.
The magic circle in front of it is specially built to subdue the giant dragon, and it will be trapped in a trap as soon as it flies over the sky.
At this time, the black-robed mage slowly frowned.
In the distant sky, on the back of the pitch-black giant dragon, there is a completely different bright color, which looks extraordinarily abrupt.
He narrowed his eyes, trying to see the existence on the back of the giant dragon in the distance in the gradually stronger airflow.
That is…
one person.
The black-robed wizard was slightly taken aback.
He stared at the giant dragon flying in the air and frowned in confusion - dragons are arrogant creatures, human beings are like ants in their eyes, and no dragon will easily bow their heads. For them, dignity is more important than life. .
Dragon knights exist only in human imagination and mythology.
At this moment, the black-robed wizard suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened in horror, and he fixed his eyes on the human riding on the back of the giant dragon.
As the distance got closer, he was finally able to see clearly—
The gorgeous and thin skirt folds like clouds, like hair like bright sunshine.
The black-robed wizard's heart sank.
Oops.
Although the dragon has not yet come to the sky above the trap, the black-robed wizard already knew his predetermined defeat. He turned around and tried to escape - but before he could utter the spell, the dragon's breath like a sea of fiery fire had already arrived. In front of him, the ocean can almost be evaporated, and the high temperature of the distorted air ignites everything in sight, and in an instant, the gorgeous scarlet rose on the top of the mountain is swallowed in the flaming flames.
That is the absolute strength that makes the whole continent feel trembling.
It is the terrifying suppression brought by the top predators, which is visceral and terrifying.
Ge Xiu looked down at a sea of fire condescendingly.
The gust of wind ruffled his hair, and the scales under his body were cold and hard, dragging him firmly into the air.
His azure blue eyes reflected the dark clouds rolling beside him, like a gloomy and undulating vast ocean. He leaned down, leaned into the dragon's ear, pointed to the distance, and commanded succinctly:
"There."
The dragon's golden red vertical pupils looked into the open space where Ge Xiu pointed.
The next second, flames spewed out of his mouth.
In an instant, the golden-red fireworks tore the concealment technique there, and the black-robed wizard fell to the ground in embarrassment.
The dark corners of his robe were ignited by the flames, and he rolled around in the mud, the staff in his hand broke into two pieces in the flames, and fell to the ground with a clatter.
Linear lightning flashed between the dark clouds overhead, illuminating the dark sky in an instant, rumbling thunder, and ticking cold raindrops.
The black-robed wizard tried to extinguish the flames on his body, but the terrifying dragon breath could not be extinguished by external force.
He had to rip off his robe and let it burn beneath his feet.
—He was an extremely thin man, his wrinkled face was full of deep ravines, the hair on the top of his head was sparse, and he looked as if he had lived for a long time. His eyes were dark and scarlet. His body was slightly hunched, like a handful of dry wood, and it looked half like a corpse, half like a human.
At this moment, the black-robed wizard felt a dark shadow pressing down from the top of his head.
He looked up and saw that the huge dragon was slowly descending, and the airflow lifted by the huge wings made him almost unsteady and fell to the ground staggeringly.
The dragon's pitch-black scales flickered with cold light, and a pair of golden red vertical pupils stared at him coldly, and scarlet lines slowly condensed from the chest, as if scorching hot breath was brewing.
The slender princess sat high on the back of the dragon, holding a long sword with silver glitter in her hand.
Her short blond hair fluttered in the gust of wind, her face was expressionless, and she watched condescendingly at the wizard who fell to the ground in embarrassment.
The corners of the skirt were lifted by the icy wind, and the bean-sized raindrops fell drop by drop.
She is the first and last dragon knight among human beings.
"You, you can't kill me!" the wizard stammered in a hoarse voice. "I know who burned your country! I know who is your enemy!"
Ge Xiu raised the corners of his lips and smiled brightly:
"I know too."
His voice suddenly became cold, without a trace of emotional fluctuations: "Burn him to death."
The golden red lines spread upward along the gaps between the scales, winding from the dragon's chest to his throat, and in the next second, pure and almost white flames spewed out of his mouth - the wizard's heart-piercing Screams rang out in the flames, his skinny figure was twisted and deformed in the flames, and instantly turned into pitch-black coke. When the flames went out, they shattered into powder and fell little by little on the ground.
Ge Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly.
He seemed to see something shiny in the wizard's skeleton.
Ge Xiu jumped off the dragon's back.
He came to the piece of ashes and gently poked the tip of his long sword, and something unexpected appeared in front of him.
A spar lay quietly in the dark and dirty skeleton.
The smooth irregular surface shone brightly, reflecting the faint lightning that ripped through the sky overhead.
Ge Xiu bent down and picked up the spar from the ground—yes, that's right, it was indeed a spar.
Same as the previous world.
He looked thoughtfully at the hard crystal in his hand, and at this moment, he heard the voice of a giant dragon from behind:
"Look at this."
Ge Xiu held the spar in his palm and turned his head to look in the direction of the voice.
The dragon has been transformed into a human form.
He stood in front of the broken staff, his face was gloomy, and his golden red eyes flashed with a rare heaviness.
He bent down and picked up the gem that had been on the top of the staff.
The edge of the gemstone is smooth and sharp, but it looks particularly bleak in the rain that spreads overhead.
The rain poured down.
The jet-black hair was wet, sticking wetly to the pale marble-like face of the giant dragon, he raised his eyes to look at Ge Xiu:
"This is the heart of a young dragon."
Taken out after being killed, it contains the power and flames of dragons, which can give humans an extraordinary long life and the ability to create flames.
This wizard used this as a tool for casting spells, and through the power it gave, he became a famous wizard who was well-known throughout the continent.
However, with the passage of time, the power inside is depleted little by little, and it can't even support the longevity of the wizard, so he is so eager to get a dragon's heart again, the heart of an adult dragon, not only able to Give him youth again, and make him the most powerful being in the entire continent.
Looking at the heart of his fellow clan in his hand, the dragon's expression was a little sad.
Gossi sighed.
He picked up the wet skirt drenched in the heavy rain and walked over slowly.
He raised his hand and rubbed the dragon's head:
"come over."
The dragon was startled, looked up and looked over, his eyes were a little stunned under the scouring of the rainstorm.
Ge Xiu looked away somewhat unnaturally, and opened his arms hesitantly.
The giant dragon suddenly raised his hand and hugged the boy in front of him, burying his wet head in the other's neck, and his tall and strong body firmly imprisoned the other side between his arms and chest.
The wings on the back spread out, wrapping the two of them tightly.
Whether it is rainstorm, lightning, or anything else, the wings that cover the top of the head are strictly blocked from the outside. The inside of the wings is like a space independent of the world, isolated from the world, narrow and closed.
Gosew paused, raised his hand, and patted the other's back lightly.
The dragon's voice was low and hoarse:
"Can I kiss you?"
The space inside the wings was silent.
—If it wasn't for the two people's bodies being close to each other, the dragon would hardly be able to perceive the subtle movements of each other's nods.
In the storm, before the flames of lightning.
Inside their dark wings, they exchanged a brief kiss.
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The next day, the people of the Royal Palace of Farren found that the bedroom where King Farren lived was completely burnt by fire overnight, and his charred corpse lay quietly in the center of the room, but other than that In addition, other rooms in the palace were not even affected at all.
The torrential rain last night washed everything away, leaving no trace.
The cause of King Farren's death is confusing, and there is hardly any reasonable explanation other than "God's condemnation".
The sky was cleaned up by the rainstorm, a red sun slowly rose from the end of the ocean, the bright sunlight dispelled the haze, and thousands of broken gem fragments were reflected on the sparkling sea.
Ge Xiu sat on the top of the cliff, swaying his calves leisurely.
He looked at the spar in his palm in the sun.
When he saw it in the corpse of the other party last night, Ge Xiu had a vague idea of the cause of the world in front of him.
I'm afraid it's not that those people outside don't want him to return to the real world, but that they can't.
And the spar in his hand just shows this.
This world was not built by those outside, but by [him], so Ge Xiu's identity this time is not as miserable as before, so the rules of this world are so chaotic and vague, most of the The books contradict themselves—because it is not a world that has been carefully calculated and crafted, but a world that has been forcibly and temporarily built independently from the ruins of the previous world.
—If his guess is correct, the group of people outside are trying their best to bring him back to reality.
And this makeshift world won't last long.
Not far away, there was the sound of the flapping of the dragon's wings.
Gossi looked up at the sky.
The dragon fell beside him.
He lowered his head and placed the fruit collected from a distance on Gexiu's knees, his drooping pupils gently reflected the other's face:
"Next, where do you want to go?"
Ge Xiu tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked back:
"Do you want to know what's at the end of this sea?"
Before the world collapses, at least you can have fun.