Night, the wasteland, not far from the campfire.

The female ranger Celia was rushing forward quickly. Under her feet, a huge lion-tailed scorpion was carrying her, and six claws like sickles moved quickly.

Around her, several agile cheetahs were following her. In the dark, their pupils were like burning green fire, as if they were nightmares at midnight.

As a direct descendant of Guelun, the guardian of the Northland Ranger, Celia has a talent that cannot be imagined by mortals, and she is a further career of the Ranger, the Guardian of the Wild.

This is a mixed profession, which is to temper physical and combat skills, have strong physical qualities and melee abilities, and can also use some strange auxiliary natural spells. Its core spell ability - wild call, can summon monsters to fight for themselves.

Although this kind of summoning is not mandatory, the success rate depends entirely on personal charm and affinity for nature, no one can deny the strength of this profession.

Taking Celia-North Storm as an example, she almost regarded the wild wilderness as her back garden. Whether it was casually infiltrating, stealing the cubs of the Wind Blade Wolf Leopard King, being unafraid of the threat of the two-legged flying dragon, or directly summoning the monsters to protect him, it was enough to show her strength.

Even, in legend, the Wild Guardian advanced to the legend, and would have the gift of the North Ranger's Patronus and the right to force summon super-level monsters to fight for themselves.

The night wind blows, with a little coldness.

Celia stood in the wind with deep eyes. She was thinking about her experiences during this period, her communication with Amon, and her upcoming war, no, already coming.

Amon guessed right. In this battle, the Northland Rangers Brotherhood invested a lot of manpower and material resources. Twenty years later, they were about to take revenge.

This can be seen from Celia's dispatch to the Lion City.

However, she had been delaying on the wasteland for too long, and it was time to go back.

Just when Celia was tranced, the scorpion-tailed lion under her feet shook, and the eight sharp claws suddenly stalemate, as if facing great fear, and her huge body shivered like a sieve.

Around the surroundings, several demon leopards were even more unbearable. They buried their heads lowered, revealing their plump butts, as if no one could see them.

With movement and stillness, Celia was almost thrown away by inertia. She simply reacted very quickly, but her body swinged, as if she was swinging with the wind, and she removed her strength.

It was not until this time that she heard the dragon roar coming from a distance, like a shocking sky and earth...

Roar, roar, roar!

The distance was far away, and the dragon roar was intermittent and could not be heard in a real way, but the majesty in the roar seemed to shake the soul and make people tremble.

"Is this the dragon's dragon's power?"

Celia unconsciously straightened her waist, staring at the direction from the dragon roar, and was shocked indescribable.

As a wilderness guardian, she is mainly agility, but in fact, perception is her strongest attribute.

Even at such a long distance, she could feel the new but surging aura of the dragon, and the human aura mixed with it.

"No wonder, no wonder you are so calm, no wonder you are not afraid when you face me when you are exhausted, no wonder you dare to directly pick out my murderous intention towards you.

It turns out that this is your trump card.”

"A giant dragon, even if it is just a child, is also the nemesis of me, the guardian of the wilderness. The monster I control is indeed vulnerable in front of the giant dragon."

"Among Odoak, a genius with a reputation as a waste, an ancient Mongolian man with dragon-slaying bloodline but can raise giant dragons, haha, it's really a secret in his whole body!"

"However, it seems interesting to know you like this!"

Celia was in a bad mood and suddenly became happy. She felt that most of the half month on the wasteland was finally not a waste.

She happily recited a few spells, and a faint green halo spread out from her center.

The halo fluctuations were not strong and the range was not large, but they enveloped the scorpion tail lion and the demon leopard. It was not until this time that the monster she commanded slowly escaped from the influence of the dragon's power and ran quickly on the wasteland.

This time, they were faster. Without Celia's urging, they just ran with all their might, as if they were escaping from some great danger.

...

To be honest, the nights in the wild wilderness are more dangerous than during the day. Various night-walking monsters have walked out of their nests and preyed on prey, plaguing almost every corner of the wasteland.

This is why Amon must keep one eye open when he rests on the wasteland, because you never know where the danger comes from.

But it seems that thanks to the raging pressure of the real dragon, this night, the campfire camp was surprisingly quiet within several kilometers, and there were very few beetles crawling in the soil.

Amon slept with a rare good night's sleep on the wasteland. After the battle, his body and spirit urgently needed to relax, so he slept very heavily and had a dream.

You should know that since Amon awakened the power of "Nightmare", he has never had a dream in the conventional sense again, as if the power of the nightmare has been completely replaced, but this time it is different.

In the dream, Amon became her.

She lives on a strange mountain, which towers into the clouds, half covered with snow and half burns with thick magma.

Just under this magma, above the snow, and among the steep cliffs, her palace is located here.

It was where she lived, with pavement made of gold, eaves decorated with jade, stone pillars filled with mitral, gemstones for lighting, and countless treasures hung on the walls.

It is here that she accepts the worship of countless people, who will bring their most precious gifts to worship their king, time and time, year after year.

Until one day, a person dressed in black and hazy appeared in the palace.

"You're taking what you said seriously?"

"Naturally true!"

"Then you may swear by the Styx, if you have any falsehood, you will fall into the abyss and never have peace."

"I can swear, but it depends on whether you agree to my request?"

"If what you say is not false, then I naturally agree."

"Then, let's swear, and if anyone has falsehood, he will suffer the most cruel punishment."

"good!"

The picture turns again.

She stepped out of the palace, looked down at the mountains above the flying eaves and cliffs.

There, until the end of the vision, it was full of darkness, which was his people and the source of power that she was proud of.

"My people, wave your claws and weapons, open your bloody mouths and fight for me!"

"The people of the snow-capped mountains, the end of the wasteland, and wherever I see, will be your battlefield and our territory."

"Go, go, fight to the death!"

"Roar, roar!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

What responded to her was an excited roar and an endless roar!

At this point, the war begins.

The screen turns again.

There are battles everywhere, fighting everywhere, the collision between monsters and humans, without pity or holding back, only waving weapons or claws to the fullest, and at the critical moment, life and death are divided.

This lasted for a long time, and for a long time, the beautiful snow-capped mountains turned red, and the hot blood melted into rivers.

Until her people became stronger and stronger, rising steadily, killing the enemy to a defeat.

She is going to win!

The screen turns again.

By a big river, the surging river water turned into endless silk screens to trap her. She struggled hard but could not break free.

Her roar almost broke the dark clouds: "You lied to me, how dare you lie to me? Are you not afraid of the punishment of the Styx? Even God cannot escape the punishment of the Styx, so do you?"

Not far away, the man in black appeared again, his whole body was shrouded in hazy mist without revealing any skin: "When did I lie to you?"

You have done my request, but you have obtained what you need. We will take each of you and the contract will end naturally.

As for meeting again, whether it is an enemy or a friend, it seems that it has no relationship with Styx. Haha, you seem to be very angry, but so what?

Your life is about to come to an end.

OK, the opponent I have chosen for you is here.”

The fog faded, the figure disappeared, and a taller and more majestic figure rushed from afar. He was wrapped in violent momentum, like an ancient titan that rages on the earth.

Every step can make the heaven and earth tremble.

He was holding a huge ox-horned battle axe in his hand, which was as red as blood, and circles of blood-colored ripples spread all over his body, blooming a heart-wrenching breath.

A long way from afar, the ancient Mongolians named Leviathan Odoak roared: "Kungu, kill my people, occupy my ancestral land, and defile the glory of our ancestors.

In today's battle, you and I will not end until death."
Chapter completed!