Demonic God!

Whether it is the continent of Aio or other material planes, this is the ultimate goal of many creatures. After all, the power and power they desire throughout their lives will be added to the moment when He arrives in the Kingdom of God, and adds it to him.

The adventure team in front of us forced cities to set up statues for their dead teammates and the heroes of the Northland, which was for the sake of popularity and increased His status in people's hearts, so that the ceremony of the deity would not be too hindered.

After all, in this multiverse, although the gods do not need the approval of the gods, the beliefs required are much higher.

Of course, not many people know this information. Apart from adventurers, most residents still regard this matter with high respect. Therefore, when the nobles announced that they would create a statue for the dead human hero, almost none of the residents of Winter City opposed it, and some even proposed to use her name to celebrate the day when Winter City ushered in sunlight.

The eternal night has been too long, and the shadows have covered this land for too long, so many people have forgotten what it feels like to bask in the warm sunlight in a leisurely afternoon. All they can feel is the endless cold wind.

"This news needs to be told to my Lord quickly!"

Aaron and others had almost no suspense. After hearing this news, their speculations had already made their journey north end quickly. After all, it seemed meaningless to come here. The dark sun in the north was about to pass away, and the light would return to this land. What else do they investigate?

I have received this suspected message that someone wanted to use the faith of the residents of the North to enthrone the gods, so I can get them back to the Temple of Gifts to pay for their mission. Compared with the priests and the bishop, I will be quite satisfied with their itinerary this time. I can't say that the contribution is certain...

Just when Aaron and others were imagining, on the other side, the highest mountain in the north.

With the roar that could shake the mountain, dozens of nearby peaks began to collapse almost at the same time. The snow peak, which had stood for thousands or even ten thousand years, was like building blocks accumulated by children, shaking. In the shattered ice and gravel, the dragon roar could be heard, and then an angry male voice came.

The voice was short, but everyone could hear how angry the creature who said this was. The tone was gritting teeth and wishing to crush his bones and ashes.

"Gunarat!" (Dragon Word)

"You're crazy!" (Common language/Dragon language)

Obviously, it is already incoherent and the language is starting to be spoken in a difficult manner.

As the snow peak collapsed, the snow mist in the sky gradually dissipated, and the figure of the speaker gradually appeared from the collapsed snow peak, or flew up.

First of all, there are a pair of white dragons with a nose tip to the tail tip, which are composed of bone white and light blue scales. Obviously, according to the age level of the dragon clan, it is an ancient white dragon. The dragon that can survive to this age level is enough to make everyone frightened.

But the white dragon in front of him looked extremely angry, and the humanized ice-blue vertical pupils covered with madness.

After all, no matter which giant dragon sees his hard-working nest, it will probably be even worse than that, and it will probably have the urge to tear him.

At this moment, a sarcastic female voice with a sneer came from the other end.

"Yes! I've been crazy long ago!"

“I was crazy centuries ago!”

"For more than 100,000 days and nights, do you know what I am thinking?"

The silver dragon named Gunarat gradually climbed from under a collapsed peak with elegant steps until finally, looking at the ancient white dragon hanging in the air before stopping. The humanized silver dragon face showed a strange smile.

"I was thinking at that time that the suffering and torture you exerted on me, no matter how many years have passed, as long as I am still alive, the flame of revenge will not be extinguished! Until your dragon soul rolls back to your dirty hell girl's kingdom of God!"

"No matter what means I use, I will do whatever I want!"

When saying this, the silver dragon, whose body is smaller than that of the white dragon, showed an extremely enchanting smile on his expression, which easily reminds people of a girl who is smiling with a creepy smile, but this sentence can make the dragon hair creepy.

"How about it, after hundreds of years of separation, meet again. How do I feel about the first dessert I prepared for you! My master of Naknos, the only master of the glacier on the frozen tundra!"

"I must be very relieved to look at the loyal expressions of my people!"

When the silver dragon said this, he couldn't help laughing wildly. Its teeth finally showed up, full of blood, as if soaked in scarlet pigments. This was the blood of the white dragon!

She is extremely clean and has never been like this today, wanting to stick these filthy things to its body, as if this can release its centuries of resentment.

"Crazy!"

"You're crazy! Gunarat!"

Naknos looked down at the silver dragon standing on the top of the ridge, still angry, but when he recalled the scene he had just seen in the nest, even though he was a well-deserved master of the White Dragon Kingdom, he was still a little scared.

Hundreds of frozen heads before their death were placed brightly in the center of its treasure house, from the newly born young dragon to the legendary white dragon Vanderi who had been sleeping with it not long ago. Each of their expressions before death looked particularly real, and they piled up like a huge wall of sadness.

These are all its tribes, its people, and its bloodline!

Fear accompanied by endless sorrow, causing a crack to appear in its heart that seemed to have no emotions.

Looking at the increasingly crazy silver dragon in front of him, Naknos naturally wanted to tear it apart, but no matter how much it gritted its teeth, it could not change it now. There was no way to deal with it - just in the brief battle just now, it had already known a lot.

Including the silver dragon in front of him, I don’t know how to inherit the divinity of the cold winter girl Olul.

The authority of the Goddess of Winter allowed this successor not only to control the wind and snow, but also to gain extremely high enhancement in the level of the caster and its roots. The grace of divine nature also made its combat power surpass itself.

Moreover, this is its home court!

Naknos knew in his heart that it would be useless to just rely on his own dragon to kill it.

I have to ask for reinforcements. Naknos, who has lived for thousands of years, naturally understands what it means to stay in the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood.

But even so, Naknos still did not forget to say harsh words to the silver dragon.

"Gunarat, don't be too happy too early! Too arrogant to such a situation! Kill so many of my tribe members! The Five-Colored Dragon Clan will not let you go! In the future, Bahamut will not have your place, Gunarat! You will die without a burial place. Don't worry, your bones and flesh will be crushed by me personally on the iceberg, and your soul will be destroyed into nothingness in the freezing!"

"Diet is coming! Gunarat! Cherish your few time!"

After Naknos finished speaking, he mercilessly incited Dragon Wings and left the ice peak where it had lived for hundreds of years.

The silver dragon also did not stop it in an abnormal contrast, but laughed loudly at the figure that left the white dragon.

"Don't worry, master! The second dessert will come up soon, I won't let you wait in a hurry!"

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