The sun sets.
The black and gold dragon lay on the gray-white stone cliff, quietly looking at the huge fortress located between the mountains and the river in the distance.
Half of the dragon's body shines like the platinum sun, and half is as deep as the dark night in the deep sky. It can be seen that the golden body is stronger than the black body on the left, and the dragon's horn standing alone on one side is as straight as a spear. Pointing to the sky, it is as solid as gold and stone.
Purple-black scale powder continued to fall off and float from its gently waving wings, mixed with snow dust and gray sand, turning into a chaotic fog. This fog spread along the wind towards the forest below, and then submerged into the dark shadows. middle.
In the shadows, there are countless silent figures, their eyes flashing with purple-blue light. Chaos has fascinated the eyes of these beasts, corroding their minds like poison. Now, the beasts have lost the ability to think. They are immersed in bloodthirsty madness and can no longer see anything else except the enemy and the 'King'.
Only in this black and purple mist can they be comforted and maintain a minimum of peace.
"...hiss."
Ordinary black dragons have no intelligence and are just beasts that obey instinct, but this one is different.
Waving its wings, sweeping the snow off its body, the giant dragon stood up slowly, standing on the stone cliff, scanning the army that belonged to it, with an inexplicable brilliance flashing in its eyes, as if it was thinking.
Purebred black dragons are the descendants of the ancient dragons that spread the plague. They are born from the corpses of deeply infected wild beasts and reproduce like spore fungi. Deep in the black forest in the center of the continent, there are hundreds of black dragons breeding and living, but only one of them can break through its own limits and awaken into a platinum-colored 'true god'.
The brooding dragon was once one of them. It succeeded, but it also failed.
In the lair deep in the mountains, it broke through its own limits and began to undergo a complete transformation in bone-shattering pain. But when it was halfway through the transformation, on the other side of the mountains, another one of its kind awakened faster than it. , under the inexplicable induction, the overwhelming murderous intent passed through the forest and hills, locking the black and golden dragon tightly. In order to survive, the dragon could only abandon its lair, interrupt the awakening that only occurred once in this life, and fell into desolation. escape.
It passed through the black forests, broke through the floating clouds, and with a speed that could cross the realm of humans and elves in one night, it reached the South China Sea where other similar people had never been. Only then did it get rid of the newborn golden ancient dragon that had been chasing behind it... That It had no wisdom at that time and was extremely weak. It finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then instinctively chose an uninhabited island to land.
On the island, it found a secret cave with many human skeletons in it. There were also many strange patterns on the cave walls. The extremely evil totems and altars exuded an ominous smell. However, how could the extremely tired black dragon understand these things? ? It quickly entered it and then fell into a deep sleep.
But even in a nearly comatose sleep, the endless pain caused by the interruption of transformation still tortured it. It was a pain that penetrated into the bone marrow and was like an ant bite. It was a torture that even the dragon could not endure, even the black dragon without wisdom. Can't help but have doubts.
Perhaps, it should not interrupt the transformation, but try with all its strength to see if it can successfully awaken before the other party arrives.
Perhaps, even if its awakening is interrupted, it should not escape in such a helter-skelter manner. Instead, it should fight hard and make the enemy pay the price in blood even if it loses its life.
But so what? The past is past, it is alive now, and it just wants to live.
Endless pain and deep despair invaded the dragon's heart, causing its will to continue to deteriorate.
At this moment, it seemed that the aura of sinking was sensed. The evil runes on the cave wall gradually lit up, and light also appeared on the altar. Soon after, a strange voice sounded in the heart of the sleeping black dragon.
It was an extremely obscure dragon language, a complex language that even the most erudite scholars would not dare to claim to be proficient in. However, it could clearly understand it and gained the wisdom to think and reply to the voice in an instant.
“Give, get.”
"Chaos above, foolish dragon, make your choice."
…
The memory ended, and the black-gold dragon slowly closed his one eye.
Even it itself can’t remember exactly what it paid and what it got.
But no matter what, the black dragon that already has wisdom knows that it is no longer the black dragon that failed to awaken in the past. The power of chaos breeds transformation in the body, and spreads infection through its scale powder and virus. Smarter and stronger than before.
There is also order among real chaos. Pure chaos means eternal death. Life and soul are the most ordered chaos, or the most chaotic order...
The mission entrusted to it by the mysterious voice is to kill as many intelligent beings as possible, use their souls and flesh as sacrifices, and open several seals located in the extreme north of the world. The more sacrifices, the more the seals will be opened. The faster it gets, the longer it will gain strength and lifespan, and it may even be possible to awaken a second time, completely eliminating the eternal pain caused by failed awakening.
The sun has completely set, and the light of the twin moons gradually lights up, covering the earth with silvery white light.
"Hiss!"
Accompanied by the roar of the Chaos Dragon, the originally silent black forest boiled up in an instant. Accompanied by the sound of footsteps as loud as the earthquake, countless beasts infected by chaos rushed out of the black forest, roaring and screaming. The sound resounded throughout the sky.
Their target is the fortress in the distance.
The war started again.
-fortress
Double moons rise.
Holding a gray ironwood staff, a woman with violet hair stood on the city wall covered with frost and snow. She silently looked at the white mountains and black forests in the distance, as well as the rushing tide of wild beasts, and then spoke out A slight sigh.
Veldani Scarlet, a gold-level mage, although her face looks very young due to the reshaping of her gold-level body when she advanced to the extraordinary body, but since she took over the title of earl from her father, she has become a Moldova She has been a lord for more than ten years. At the age of thirty-three, she is already the mother of two children. She has also fought off more than a dozen black tides over the years, so she can be said to be rich in experience.
But even so, the mage who had seen countless storms couldn't help but feel confused by the scene in front of him.
Blizzards slanted down from the black-gray sky. As the cold wind howled, countless monsters rushed out from the black jungle in the distance. They were endless and boundless, coming like a black raging wave. Among them, there are tens of thousands of winter wolves, as well as huge ice mammoths, violent white bears and low-level dragon beasts mixed together to form an array and advance, and giant bats and flying dragons hovering in the air are like black clouds. Generally dense.
"Two hundred thousand..."
Points covered the plain like a tide, and wild beasts came at a rapid pace. Veldani smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say. She could only repeat softly: "Two hundred thousand monsters, this is almost the entire black forest." They all came out in full force."
The purple-haired mage's estimation was not wrong. This was the fact. All the magical beasts near the Great Ajax Mountains were gathered together by a certain entity and controlled them to attack the crumbling fortress back and forth.
I can't hold it any longer.
Verdani looked at the herd of beasts, which seemed to have not decreased at all compared to a few days ago, and then looked at the city wall under her feet, which was already covered with craters and cracks, and thought with some despair.
Chapter 2 later
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