At the same time, the space around quickly dimmed, and the gap that could seep into the golden light was instantly filled by inexplicable dark energy.

Mr. Dragon, who had just barely maintained the form of a "half-dragon man", breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. He flapped his wings a few times. The fiery red armor and the mask with words on the surface of his body instantly broke and scattered on the ground, turning into a pile of dust that could not be raised.

Then, his body began to swell uncontrollably, his muscles became tense, his wings expanded further, and his legs began to grow and bend, making him unable to maintain a standing posture like a human, like the demon apostles worshipped by those who believed in the extreme Lord among the Putoya.

Countless scales began to emerge like fish on Mr. Dragon's dark red back, as if the bells from the deep underworld began to echo melodiously in this half of existence and half separated from the "remnant ruins".

The faint wind blew around Mr. Dragon's huge body, causing a ghostly chaotic sphere to radiate purple light on the walls of the hall.

A few seconds later, the shining stone slab just now escaped into the ground, replaced by an extremely magnificent and huge iron throne.

It is composed of countless sharp blades cast from pitch-black iron, which no one expected that if these blades were taken out alone, each one could represent the peak level of craftsmen in the human era and be a weapon to kill with one blow during battle.

However, when Mr. Dragon easily lay on it, they were combined without any harm, as if some supreme power and law had wiped out its hostility.

In this way, after waiting in the posture of a "monster" and a "bird" for less than five minutes, a violent impact sound began to be heard from the walls of the entity not far away in front of Mr. Dragon.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

Finally, after four nearly thunderous bombardments, an irregular hole was smashed into the wall, but strangely, even though you could smell the violent breath of gunpowder, no trace of smoke and dust appeared.

When the light around him rose a little, "Mr. Long" finally saw clearly the person coming.

Two "soldiers" of the Cruised Federation, and a divine former mechanical teenager with an unpleasant "motor oil" in his body.

Yes, they are Dak, Wolfya and Luo Nai.

After Abena's death, the three Darks continued down along the only road that appeared in the space similar to the arena, trying to find a way out of this place.

But in fact, the roads they have been moving forward are one-way roads, and because of the "Tears of Bizuni", they are neither able to return to their previous places, try to contact the federal troops who might come to rescue them, nor can they return to the surface in the continuous downward passage.

Simply, in addition to the abandoned building space similar to the stone temple, there were several "unintentional people" with low combat effectiveness, they were either completely abandoned "magic research room" opened by magicians in the second era, or the "special scientific research space" that was also abandoned for strange "human body" research in the third era.

It was not until he "wandered" here for two or three days that he had blasted open this thin wall with the help of Luo Nai's mechanical force and arrived at the space where Mr. Long was.

Keeping his lying posture, Mr. Long ignored the two people who were obviously surprised on his face, but glanced at Luo Mi, who was still keeping the robotic cannon on his right arm. Then Mr. Long slowly stood up, stood with four legs, and two circles of smoke were sprayed out from his nostrils, and said contemptuously:

"Do you come here to plunder? Or do you try to fight to disturb the rest of Cruzder's greatest emperor?"

"Dragon?" Dark said in surprise, looking up at Mr. "Dragon".

However, after a few seconds, Luo Nai, who was in the state of magic power and supported by the power of the "Machines Lord", saw the clues first. He browed solemnly, and said with a low and cautious voice:

"He can't be a dragon clan. The dragon clan is either a "half-dragon man" like Adaroni, or is sealed in the dragon territory. This place does not belong to the dragon realm, and I didn't smell the exclusive fiery smell of the dragon clan on him. Instead, it was a stimulating smell mixed with "sorrow" and blood.

"If I guess correctly, he is the product of the 'Tear of Bizuni', to be precise, the 'slave of the body' created through his 'first purpose'. I can be sure that its former owner must have mixed the spells that extend life, plus some memories that do not belong to his body, creating this monster that is almost the dragon clan."

"Yes, I agree with Luo Nai's inference." Wolfya nodded, raised the "Northern Bear" pistol in his hand, aimed at the "Dragon" eyes that were as huge and charming as the most charming ruby-like eyes in the crown of the Cruzder Emperor, and added:

"No matter what my concept was like in the past, now, I insist on the view that the dragon clan has never really existed on the world, or even if they existed in legends that no one has truly witnessed, since their bodies were annihilated and expelled into the Dragon Realm, they have ceased to exist as races."

"Why?" Dark looked at Wolfya in confusion, trying to find an answer that convinced him.

"The philosopher of Khitan Ris put forward a view thousands of years ago: the existence of the body, the soul and the spirit exist; the body is annihilated, the soul and the spirit are destroyed together. There is no product in the world that only spirit but no body. The dragon clan that is bound in the dragon realm in the legend is such a strange existence." Luo Nai explained:

"Imagine that the little emperor of the Fire Empire's 'sador' has successfully opened the two so-called 'giant gates connecting the dragon clan's tribe' in the sky and the continent. Then why are the only ones who come out like Adaroni who can only be classified as alien beasts?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "I don't know." Dark shook his head and said.

"Actually..." Wolfya added:

"The 'Official Expedition Team', which was the group who arrived in Kanosk more than a month ago, was one of my comrades-in-arms. We had fought side by side near the abandoned Segata in the southern swamp of the water province. He told me that Kuka had obtained a research report from Ross, and the content was explosive enough, and specifically pointed out that the so-called 'half-dragon man' was actually humans and strange beasts infected by the power of the dragon clan's memory that escaped after the Dragon Realm was opened.

"As it was rumored that a meteorite fell to the capital of the Khitan Rises, the Eastern Army suffered heavy losses at the military parade that day, and the crowd was in chaos, so that the missing people were recorded for "death". In fact, just because the dragon clan was too powerful, the leftover points could completely overturn a person's inherent memory and transform its form, which gave people the illusion of "resurrection of the dragon clan".

"Even though the Khitan Ries are accustomed to using dragons as the totem of the nation and promoting the supreme sense of courage and perseverance, the real dragon clan has long passed away with the wind, and what is left is just an eternal legend."

"So, what's going on with the dragon in front of you?" Dark pointed to Mr. "Dragon" who was lying on the throne and staring at the few people calmly, and asked.

"According to my speculation, if based on the outrageous conclusion that Ivan Twenty-two never really died, then the dragon in front of me should be Zorriego Vladimir Rurik, who once served as the supreme marshal of the Empire. He is Ivan Twenty-two's brother and Peter VII's biological son." Luo Nai responded:

"The 'Machines Lord' actually poured this memory into my brain hundreds of years ago from the moment I created me. When I really entered the 'deep relic of suffering', those chaos and long-lasting memories began to slowly recover, until I just saw this 'dragon-like creature'.

"Now, I finally understand why the 'Daughter of Mechanism' gives me [personality], the battlefield situation on the 'Silent Highland' is so complicated, but I can finally escape unscathed, and I will move northward to Cruzde.

"Wolfya, Dark. In fact, this battle is inevitable. The 'Machines Lord' once communicated with Ivan Twenty-two of the Order, trying to dispel his idea of ​​destroying the world. Back then, the so-called 'Deduction Team' calculated the exact time of the demise of the Cruzed Empire, but they concealed a crucial thing."

"What is it?" Hearing this, Mr. Long's huge body twitched suddenly. He stood up suddenly, walked down from the throne, finally ended his listening state, and asked in a thick voice.

"What is it? Sure enough, you want to know too." Luo Nai smiled bitterly and responded:

"Well, I will tell you. When the Cruzd Empire died after 157 years, the new and progressive Cruzd Federation will replace it. They will not destroy the overlord created by the Cruzdians, nor will they lead the country to collapse.

"In fact, the new federation has more flexible vitality, enough to break through the shackles and shackles of the empire itself. The so-called "electrical age" and the "information age" speculated by Ivan Twenty-two will also arrive in two hundred years. In other words, without the "unintentional" crisis, human beings may already have technology that is comparable to gods."

"So that's it." Mr. Dragon, no, Zorriego Vladimir Rurik looked up at the closed, golden glowing gap at the top of the hall, and let out a violent roar of sadness.
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