Just when Si Dinghan woke up from his nightmare, in a medical laboratory in the distant holy city of Echmara, Fei Qiluo, who had been inserted into his body with many drug delivery tubes, was also waking up from a deep sleep.
"You haven't rested yet?"
Looking at Songgat and the old goblin professor Figuero beside him, Fei Qiluo said softly with some apology.
"We can rest at any time, but you are the most important person in this final battle. How many hours you can sleep is the most important thing."
Still looking sloppy, Song Jiat didn't show any cynical expression at the moment, he looked at Fei Qiluo, and said seriously.
Although there was no public ceremonial appointment, Feiqiluo, who successfully changed her arms, had actually become the leader of the Special Affairs Office after purging all the evil dragon cultists in Echimara.
The risk of sacrifice has brought him great strength, but some sequelae still exist, such as the disorder of some organs in the body, which made it difficult for Fei Qiluo to enter a deep sleep before, and there is very little time for real rest every day.
For a magician, it is possible to maintain a certain state with little sleep for more than ten consecutive days, but if the time is longer, the body and various reaction abilities of the magician will inevitably decline.
Fei Qiluo is the key figure in the upcoming final battle. For Song Jiat and others, it is necessary to ensure that he is in excellent physical and mental condition before the final battle.
"Old Kings is still in a state of disappearance, and his whereabouts are unknown."
Looking at Fei Qiluo who was in fairly good condition, Song Jiate said while pulling out several catheters that pierced his body.
There are many legends about the epic silver dragon, and there are also many famous names, but Ayrin is used to calling Old Kings, and now in the Special Events Hall, Old Kings has also become a unique code name.
"This is normal."
Fei Qiluo said slowly.
"Normal?" Song Jiat was taken aback.
"When I felt the breath of the evil dragon king before, the evil dragon king also obviously felt my presence." Fei Qiluo didn't answer Song Jiate's question immediately, but said this first.
Then he looked at Song Jiat and said: "So the evil dragon king should also be able to judge. We will find his trace when he officially opens the sixth art door. He cannot avoid this unique induction between limbs. He has no I won't find out the way, but I will definitely make preparations... So in the final battle, we must face more than just opponents like Philemon and Jielia. As for Old Kings, he has been preparing for thousands of years, except for Ayrin There must be other things out there.”
"You make a lot of sense, but if it's the same as your guess, why didn't he let anyone know his whereabouts?" Song Jiat frowned and thought.
"It may be that he is afraid of leaking the news and being destroyed by the evil dragon king, or it may be that time is tight and his preparations have not been completed." Fei Qiluo looked at the sky outside the window and guessed.
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There is not much difference between Fei Qiluo's guess and the truth.
Deep in the mountainside of the Dragon's Breath Mountain Range not too far away from the holy city of Echimara, Old Kings stood above an extremely scorching magma river, on a piece of rock that looked like it was about to melt.
Beside him, there was an old dwarf.
The dwarf was wearing a thick armor, and his bushy beard was almost close to his toes.
In his hands were holding a silver hammer and a tool that seemed to be a collection of many instruments.
The dwarf alchemy hammer and the density universal instrument were the standard equipment of the most high-end mountain dwarf alchemists before the dragon war era. Many amazing fine arts weapons can be manufactured with these two tools. But after the era of dragon wars, mountain dwarf alchemists have long since disappeared!
But what is even more amazing is that at this moment, in the magma river in front of Old Kings and the mountain dwarf alchemist, there are actually thirty strange blast furnaces being processed.
Each blast furnace is built with unique golden yellow stones, and the texture of the stones naturally forms rounds of golden yellow scorching sun.
These blast furnaces are all absorbing the heat from the magma rivers, emitting strips of golden flames.
In the center of these golden flames, the embryo of an epee can clearly be seen.
…
In the depths of another mountain range, the dazzling silver swirl of light has completely disappeared, and all the power has been swallowed by the evil dragon king in his body.
In his body, there were strong vibrations and strange roars from time to time, as if six doors were about to open at any time, but instead they were tightly locked by him.
Lin Luolan's face, or the face of the evil dragon king at this time, was very distorted.
He seemed to be not only suppressing the natural transformation of his body, but also anxiously waiting.
"Shua!"
A circle of halo-like brilliance suddenly flashed in front of him.
The figure of Philemon appeared at the moment when the brilliance disappeared.
"The forest of death-eating vines."
Without any extra words, the Evil Dragon King looked at Philemon who appeared and said these five words simply.
"There's not enough time, can't you suppress it anymore?" Philemon looked at the evil dragon king and said a very strange sentence, his eyes seemed to be full of surprise and confusion.
"I'm suppressing it, but this nasty high elf, he is trying to improve his body." The evil dragon king's face became more ugly and ferocious, "but time should be enough."
After the dragon war, the Evil Dragon King's temper seemed to have improved a lot. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "His memory also gave me more memories, and reminded me More things, the death-eating vine forest, there are things that are very useful to us."
"We can no longer passively wait."
"Prepare for the final battle, the battle to kill them."
In the end, the evil dragon king said these two words heavily, and the loud voice echoed in the mountainside.
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"Shua!"
When the voice of the Evil Dragon King sounded, many giant beasts sleeping in the snow suddenly woke up outside the distant Frost Tooth Peak, in the Xueluo Wild Forest.
A snow giant magician also suddenly jumped up amidst the surrounding noise.
They gathered together with many giant beast races and formed a coalition army. In the past many days, the cursed evil dragon army in the Xueluo Wild Forest disappeared without a trace, and the entire Xueluo Wild Forest was calmer than before. .
But now, this calm has been broken.
They took a deep breath, and felt a strange cold wind moving in the distant snow forest, and there were neat sounds in the snow forest.
The cursed ghost army that disappeared seems to have awakened, and it seems to be migrating in one direction.
The leader of the Ice and Snow Barbarians, Sunderland Rip, after a brief loss of consciousness, uttered a loud shout: "Send a signal to our allies, Belo and the others!"
"Boom!"
The moment he shouted loudly, the snowy forest completely boiled, and countless roars rang out.
Puff puff puff puff....
Countless ice edges fell from the tall branches, forming a wave that spread to the entire Xueluo Wild Forest.
A huge wave of snow rose into the sky in the snow forest close to Hearth Valley, like a huge beacon in the dark night.
Countless sirens sounded from Shuangfang Peak.
Countless sorcerers woke up from their sleep.
The entire Frostfang Peak Fortress shook. T