Chapter 83: Saint Dragon Gratril
The Forbidden Land of the Imperial City of Atlantis, the Valley of Dragons.
The Dragon Valley was shrouded in a fog of barrier, and there was no visible inside. A team of golden armored guards surrounded by a blonde woman in military uniform and walked to the gate of a beautiful towering temple in the valley.
"Arthur asked for Lord Gratrile."
"Your Majesty doesn't have to be too polite."
An old female voice came from the temple. Queen Arthur Amyrida walked into the towering crystal temple alone. In the temple, she couldn't see the dome clearly, and the floor was as smooth as a mirror.
In the hall, a giant dragon covered with blue crystal scales lying, with a body length of nearly two hundred meters, and even if it lies, it is dozens of meters high. She is the symbol of the Blue Dragon Empire, the last dragon dragon in the Cthun Continent. She is the partner of the first monarch of the Blue Dragon Empire and has lived for more than 7,000 years.
The dragon is a highly intelligent creature that has existed since ancient times. It is located at the top of the food chain in the continent of Cthun. They have the ability to destroy the world. In today's era of spiritual power declining, Gratrile is almost equivalent to a god...
Of course, even gods will fall on the day, let alone a dragon.
Gratrile, who failed to evolve into the Dragon King, has reached the limit of his life span. Time is gone. Queen Arthur looks at the weak dragon and her eyes gradually become wet.
"I will set off to the Holy Spirit Church tomorrow and ask Pope Dante, the Holy Spirit, to heal you."
Glatril's huge dragon eyes flashed with a Wen Ci smile: "No need, my little Arthur."
Queen Arthur rushed to Gratrile's huge dragon claws, holding the huge dragon claws, and cried like a child: "Teacher Gratrile, I can't watch you die."
One is the holy dragon of the Blue Dragon Empire, and the other is the queen of the Blue Dragon Empire. There is not much intersection on the surface, and few people know that they are masters and apprentices, and their relationship is very deep in private.
"My little Arthur, you are the mother of three, why are you still like a child?"
Empress Arthur's usual majestic image of the queen has disappeared, and she cried sobbed: "I must find a way to save you, even if I ask me to ask the woman who is crazy about being crazy."
"I'm not sick, I'm just old, and I'm already at the limit of my lifespan."
Empress Arthur wiped her tears and said willfully: "I have decided to go to the Holy Spirit Church tomorrow and ask Old Man Dante to save you. If he can't save you, I will go and ask Yaoyue. I don't know about others, but I know that the Yan clan has the technique of Nirvana and rebirth of the divine beast Phoenix."
Gratrile smiled and said, "I heard my mother mention the divine beast Phoenix that possesses the art of Nirvana and Rebirth. In fact, there is no real Nirvana and Rebirth in the world. The art of rebirth of the divine beast Phoenix is just a blood sacrifice technique that exchanges life for life."
Queen Arthur was very determined: "If life can be exchanged for life, I am willing to exchange my life for yours."
Gratrile knew his disciple's temper very well, and Longmu was helpless: "Your children can't stand alone. If the Blue Dragon Empire is gone without you, a civil war will soon occur. Do you want to watch the Blue Dragon Empire flow into a river of blood again?"
Empress Arthur asked softly: "If the Blue Dragon Empire has no dragon, is it still the Blue Dragon Empire?"
Gratrile was silent. She lived for more than seven thousand years. She was not afraid of death. But she still had the responsibility. She wanted to protect a very important seal. In order to protect the seal, it did not dare to leave the Dragon Valley at all, and its power was used to maintain the seal. Therefore, she could only watch the Blue Dragon Empire civil wars again and again, blood flowed into a river, and life was in trouble, but she could do nothing...
Gratrile closed his dragon's eyes, with a smile in his tone: "A funny little guy has come to the city."
Queen Arthur smiled faintly: "I already know that Moon God Purification should be a descendant of an elf."
"It's not the elves, his bloodline is far more noble than that of the elves." Gratrile said quietly: "He has no spiritual power, but just with the help of a wooden flute, he can activate the archangel's purification technique."
"Angelic clan?"
“It’s even higher.”
"God clan?"
Gratrile nodded: "Descendants of the God of Earth."
"There are really descendants of the gods in the Cthun continent?"
Gratrile said secretly: "Since there are descendants of the demons on the Cthun continent, there are descendants of the gods, but most descendants of the gods will never awaken the abilities of the gods in their entire lives. The bloodline of the gods is also very thin. If it were not for the catalysis of external forces, he would not have awakened the physical abilities of the gods at all."
Queen Arthur said regretfully: "It's a pity that without a system, even if you have the blood of the gods, it's difficult to achieve great success."
Gratrile said with relief: "Your perception is about to catch up with me."
"I'm still far from it."
Gratrile said strangely: "This child's bloodline is very mixed, but it is covered up by his gods' bloodline. I can't smell other bloodlines, but I smelled the aura of the demons. His gods' abilities seem to have been awakened through the demons."
Queen Arthur was shocked: "How can the demon clan help a child of a god clan awaken his abilities?"
"Then I don't know."
"After all, this kid did a good thing for us, and I will give him some rewards."
Gratrile smiled: "Purification of the resentful spirits and invisibly weakens the consumption of spiritual power, which is equivalent to maintaining the spiritual gathering array in disguise. You should indeed reward others."
"Angelia!"
A short-haired woman wearing golden armor flew into the Crystal Temple, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "Mr. Gratrile, His Majesty Amy Reida, what are your instructions?"
"You go and meet the kid who plays the wooden flute and ask him what reward he wants?"
"yes."
The magic circle behind Angelia lit up, and a gust of wind wings emerged. She flew out of the Crystal Temple, passed through the barrier, and flew to the Municipal Square...
In Municipal Square, Bai Mu ended his requiem. He stood in front of the giant dragon stone statue in the square. The dragon statue was nearly 200 meters long and nearly 100 meters high. Standing under the stone statue, you can't see the full picture at all. I heard that the stone statue was carved according to the size of the Saint Dragon Gratrile.
Are there really many creatures in the world?
Although no one has ever seen the battle of Saint Dragon Gratrile, she has always been hailed as the strongest existence in the Cthun Continent, and no one can compare to it...
The breeze blew, bringing a woman like wind.
Alex touched the big sword around his waist. Every time the boss played the requiem, he would attract some strange people. I wonder who this woman in armor was?
"I am Angelia, the commander of Her Majesty the Blue Dragon Queen."
Bai Mu was shocked when he heard the other party’s self-reported identity. He had a big background, but he was not moved on the surface: “Master, what’s wrong with you?”
"Thank you for helping us purify the resentful spirits." Angelia said stiffly: "What reward do you want?"
"are you serious?"
"certainly."
"I want a dragon."
“(⊙_⊙)”
Angelia is a very honest woman. She took it seriously when she heard this, turned around and flew away without saying a word...
Chapter completed!