It would be difficult for anyone to enter this sea of flowers, let alone a young girl
But these flowers did not stop her. Wherever she passed, flowers were everywhere, as if they were welcoming a king.
Could it be that the third-generation species had already awakened, transformed into a little Khoikhoi girl, and been hiding in the tribe
Bob was horrified. The person standing in front of him might be a distinguished third-generation pure-blood dragon!
But the next moment, he overturned his idea, but the panic on his face did not recede, because the ground under his feet was shaking!
Along with his struggle and the little girl's exclamation, the ground cracked and rolled, and a bronze coffin rose from the ground.
At this moment, thunder roared in the sky, and the sea of flowers swayed and danced, as if playing a grand ceremonial song for the arrival of the king!
In just a short moment, thunderclouds gathered and heavy rain poured down. The sea of flowers was nourished by the rain and grew wildly. The flower branches that had been cut off on the other side also began to regenerate. The swaying flower branches stretched towards the sky, as if to pray for the bronze coffin. The existence in the world descends and cheers, and it is like the sinners in hell reaching out to grab the door of heaven!
Before Bob was rolled up into the sky by the branches, he subconsciously hugged the little girl. The owner of the bronze coffin was the third generation of the species. So who was this little girl
He had learned in courses at the academy that certain noble pure-blood dragons needed sacrifices when they awakened. Special sacrifices were the bloodline they had arranged long ago and had been passed down in hidden tribes for thousands of years. And the blood of these sacrifices is often revered and revered by the people in the tribe, revered as wizards, and worshiped as witches!
Wizards or witches organize sacrifices in the long years before the dragons awaken, praying to God to bring them good weather and accept people's respect and cheers. During this time, they will forget their original mission... until the noble existence awakens.
They will transform into God's most devout believers and perform grand sacrifices, and the sacrifices will be themselves.
Bob understood why this little girl was not blocked by the sea of flowers. She ran towards the god of nature she believed in, but she did not know that she was falling into the arms of death.
She thought that the flowers were respecting her like a princess to make way for her, but little did she know that they were the guards delivering the sacrifices to the altar. The swaying branches were indeed rejoicing and jumping for joy, but they were not for the girl, but for the sacrifices. Send them to praise their king for his upcoming resurrection!
"We were wrong, so wrong."
Bob whispered, whether he was talking to his companions on the public channel or to himself.
In recent years, the secret party has been attacking several third-generation species, and he was lucky enough to observe them from a distance once. He believed that the power of hybrids combined with technology has become stronger, and third-generation species are not a concern.
But he forgot that the crusade he had seen was of a third-generation species who had been sealed for thousands of years. The coffin was like an iron virgin in a torture device, and thousands of steel thorns penetrated the once noble body. When He woke up It is far from a perfect state, and its weakened state is less than one-tenth of its strength at its peak!
And what they are going to crusade now is a third-generation species that has formed a normal cocoon. After thousands or even thousands of years of sleeping, its power has probably returned to its peak!
Now that noble existence just needs a grand ceremony to announce his return to the world.
The songs of the ceremony will be played with the wail of life, and the fireworks of praise will be the blood mist floating under the moon.
The bronze coffin was slowly opened, and Bob stared with wide eyes, not daring to shift his gaze at all. He might die today, but he had to see clearly what kind of thing he was dying at!
As the coffin lid opened, he finally heard the little girl's song. It was like a song from ancient times. It was melodious and melodious, but also revealed endless loneliness.
The being in the bronze coffin sat up, thunder rolled in the sky, rain fell wildly, and the sea of flowers danced gracefully like an enchantress in troubled times to welcome His arrival.
In the command room, Putel looked gloomy, opened the communication, and made a call to the headquarters of the executive department on the other side of the ocean: "This third-generation species is stronger than imagined. Start the backup plan first, just in case."
The execution department never fights an unprepared battle. Even if they are just a survey team, they still have emergency plans!
At this time, the nearest US military base has two F-35 stealth joint fighter jets, which have already taken off carrying Alchemy missiles.
At the same time, he repeatedly urged to ask where their S-class ace commissioner was.
If this matter cannot be solved by S-level, then the Secret Party will let the Dragon Clan see the power of technology! This is the desert of South Africa. There are no civilians anywhere where the target is. They are unscrupulous!
On Bob's side, he was holding a "civilian" in his arms. A series of mutations made him forget to report to his superiors, but it was not important anymore. Soon he and the little girl would die in the hands of that third-generation species.
In the bronze coffin, three thousand green hairs were scattered on the blue silk made of unknown materials. The silk had not faded even after thousands of years, outlining the woman's enchanting figure like a flower branch.
Thousands of years have not left any marks on the woman's face. The polished skin is illuminated by the fluorescence of the sea of flowers, like fine jade. The nearly perfect facial features make people lament God's partiality. No, She is one of the gods!
Bob saw golden eyes that he had never seen before. The dazzling light seemed to be the only one in the world. The wind was howling and the sea of flowers was boiling. If this was a tribute, the prelude to the climax had come to an end.
The woman's red lips opened slightly, and the melodious ancient song came from her mouth. Her eyes looked at Bob and the girl who were entangled in the mid-air by the flower branches. For a moment, Bob felt the overwhelming majesty of Mount Tai. , it’s a craze!
He couldn't look at this noble being at all, and the other person was not looking at him, but at the girl in his arms.
Sara finally noticed something. The blood in her body was pulling her, but she was terrified inside. She looked at the beautiful sister and wanted to kneel down and kowtow. The uncontrollable feeling of admiration in her heart washed over her brain. But this feeling was overridden by a stronger emotion—fear.
"Wow-"
Sara finally couldn't help crying. At this moment, she didn't want to see the God of Nature. She didn't want to be a wizard anymore.
Bob also smiled bitterly, thinking that it would be useless for you to cry now!
Fortunately, he saw hope. The commissioners arrived. Their weapons with cold light split open the flowers, and a pair of golden eyes ignited as they looked at the noble woman.
For a moment, everyone felt the sense of surrender brought about by the suppression of their body's blood. If they were not all A-level elites, they might not be able to hold the sword at this time!
The woman lowered her head slightly, glanced at these mixed races, and frowned slightly. How noble she was, and yet at this moment, a pariah actually raised a weapon against her!
These despicable fire thieves should kowtow before her!
The red lips opened slightly, and the invisible realm opened.
Before the commissioners could activate their spirit to attack, they froze in place, and their weak knees began to bend. As the field strengthened, some people finally couldn't bear it and fell to their knees.
Yan Ling·Kingdom!