The center of the capital.
A silver-gray dragon perched on top of the ruins, coldly overlooking the chaos of the capital.
Beside him, there were countless broken and incomplete corpses.
But its scales didn't even have a single scratch, and the morning sun shone on its body, reflecting a gleaming brilliance.
It seems so out of place in the desolate ruins.
—Humans are really weak and ignorant creatures.
It made such a cold and natural judgment with an incomparably peaceful state of mind.
Everything in the capital is under its gaze, and nothing can escape its eyes.
Its subordinates chewed the living people, and the sound of sharp canine teeth piercing the internal organs could be clearly heard. Flames are not exclusive to humans, and flames are not something that humans can control. For the Dragon Clan, this fire in the capital symbolizes purification and the beginning of getting rid of the old and ushering in the new.
Just like humans don't have complicated emotions because they trampled to death ants, dragons don't have any emotional turmoil because they kill people.
No, the word "erased" is more appropriate than the word "killed".
Weak human beings, relying on the great formation to protect the country, scrambled away in embarrassment the moment the formation broke.
For it, whether it runs away or resists, it doesn't make much sense. As long as it wants, it can burn the entire king's capital in an instant at any time. Even if it is the entire capital of human existence, he can run over it city by city without any effective hindrance.
With such an absolute disparity in strength, it cannot understand why human beings are still unwilling to give up their ugly resistance.
Holding such a blunt weapon, relying on the flesh and blood body that can shatter at the touch of a touch, he tried to challenge himself. But it only needs one look, and the wind around it will tear those ignorant people to pieces. A large amount of blood dyed the ground around it dark red, and so far, no one has been able to get within twenty meters of him.
Such a race still has the face to live in this world.
Such a race is actually complacent about its own civilization.
The dragon narrowed his eyes, feeling a little bored from the bottom of his heart.
I thought I would at least meet a few interesting guys, but I didn't expect it to be so boring. It even gave it a feeling that even if you talk about the demise of human beings to others later, there will be no sense of accomplishment. It's like filling your stomach casually at noon on a certain day, and after a few days, you don't even remember what you ate.
For dragons who admire strength, there is nothing more enjoyable than a quick fight. This feeling of happiness cannot be obtained by massacring the weak. No matter how many unqualified opponents come, they are just a group of rabble. It can crush a group of people like bedbugs with a sweep of its tail.
Look, someone has come to die again.
It saw three soldiers supporting each other, swallowing their saliva, and groping towards its position quietly.
They dispersed in the middle, as if it was a tactic, the one with the most serious injuries approached from the front, and the other two went around to the left and back respectively. The giant dragon remained motionless, quietly waiting for the three men to settle down. Each of them had a tense expression, tightly clutching the spear in their hands.
"Great, undiscovered..."
It silently listened to these stupid remarks, and there was a bit more mockery in its eyes.
"If Lord Commander is still there, we can definitely figure out a way to deal with it. But our current strength is too weak, so we can only find ways to distract it."
"Fortunately, it's not as alert as we thought."
"Such a strong smell of blood, how many people have died here..."
"There's no time to be afraid. Humans can't all be deserters."
"You have to spill your own blood here...!"
He heard the useless howls of the men, and saw them attacking him.
Even if his steps were staggering, he dragged his tired body and ran towards him with injuries all over his body.
All three are above the eighth level of realm. For humans, it is already a very commendable level.
The tip of the spear whipped up a long wind, sparked a stream of fire, and set off a cold glow. This time, the giant dragon didn't hide or resist, and let them approach, letting the gun that could penetrate the thick city wall collide with its scales. It heard the angry roar of humans, the trembling beeping of the gun tip, and the explosion sound as if the surrounding air was about to be torn apart. At that moment, a brilliant brilliance splashed and scattered in the air like fireflies.
Then, it returned to calm.
It lowered its head and saw that the ground around it had collapsed because it couldn't bear the overload. The three human soldiers standing in different directions lost their lives standing up. Surrounded by thick blood, they burned all the strength in their bodies, and they did not hesitate to destroy their meridians, but also stabbed this crucial shot.
… But, sure enough, it was boring.
When the soldiers fell, the spears in their hands fell to the ground and shattered into powder.
But the dragon's skin is still as clean as new.
It yawned, flicked its tail, and suddenly a gust of wind rolled up, unintentionally and accidentally destroying the majestic and majestic hall behind it.
How many times is this
The lowest creatures also have the instinct to fear danger. Are humans not even as good as that primitive creature
Even if the ants live secretly, don't human beings have the emotion of fear
Can't figure it out.
It is precisely because I can't figure it out that I long for a more hearty battle.
So come on, come to me.
Show me the limits of human beings...
Its gaze once again fell into the distance.
…
In the verdant bamboo forest, Alaiya followed Qing Yun silently, holding her sword.
But at this time, it wasn't just her and Qingyun, there was also a luxuriously dressed woman sitting on the stone platform in front of her.
Alaya had seen this woman once, at the banquet, she came in side by side with the king, and finally sat in the queen's place.
But now, beside her, there were no masters of Jin Yiwei who had tightly surrounded her, no aura and aggressive king, no prince and princess, and she was left sitting there alone. She didn't look flustered or lonely, instead she was shaking her feet happily like a girl.
When seeing her, Alaya didn't know why she was a little envious.
In fact, Alaiya seldom has such emotions. To envy others means that she has some desires.
This is something she has to give up. To become the young master's sword, to take the young master's desire as her own desire, this is the thought she keeps instilling in herself. But when she saw the queen, Alaiya still couldn't help feeling envious, just because she was the most noble woman in the world, and she was a wild child who didn't even know the names of her parents.
She envied that the queen exuded a distinctive brilliance even without bringing any servants.
When she was in a daze, she suddenly saw Qingyun walking over silently, while the queen raised her face, puffed her cheeks slightly, and said to him:
"Guess you will go this way. I guessed it all, shouldn't you praise me?"