"Have you...really come alive?" The blonde girl took a deep breath, and she had difficulty digesting the meaning of this sentence.

——What kind of dragon species are being held below?!

Just a mere phantom is so terrible?

There is really no reason! Although she has never had any experience in dealing with dragons before, and has never even seen those fantasy species that have disappeared for a long time, it does not prevent her from inferring the level and power of dragons from the experience of her predecessors.

Those monsters shouldn't be so terrifying, and even just a phantom can burst out with such an amazing momentum...

In this way, if it is not an illusion but a real creature, can the dragon seed below be said to have reached the level of a true god? This is unlikely, this is not a dragon seed but a dragon god!

Just when Erica and Liliana looked at each other, wondering, and didn't know what to say, Mo Chen had already spoken again:

"Don't think too much. This ancient dragon is quite... a manifestation of my power. You can see it as I took the initiative to separate some of the divine power and let it gain life."

The reason is naturally impossible to be that simple, but if you explain it carefully, it will be useless. I am afraid that you will also explain the worldview of the Black Soul with them, so it would be better to explain it directly like this.

You can tell from the expressions of the two girls that they accepted this statement... After all, this makes sense. The authority of God is the essence, the form of life incarnation of divine power-

Such dragon species does have divine nature, far beyond the conventional dragon, and belongs to the dragon god that even a pure blood dragon is difficult to match... because in a sense, it is not a divine beast, but the incarnation of a god.

To put it more easily understandable, the demon king in front of him opened a small trumpet and put on a vest.

It is understandable that such a terrifying dragon power just erupted. After all, the essence of life is that height, not that it is out of reach, but that it is simply invisible.

"The preparations for the Knights of Losrik should be very fast, and then the Losrik Dragons are slower. I don't know when I can release them..."

Mo Chen sighed, feeling very dissatisfied with the slow growth of players in a certain game in a certain world.

But there is nothing to do with such a crisis of trust. Who made Kayaba Akihiko create such a big news before? Who is not afraid of death? What if I am so lucky to draw a place in the Death Game again, what should I do at that time?

A cow can force his head to press without drinking water, but this kind of thing can only be done with the flow... Anyway, if the world develops to a sufficient level in the future and has hundreds of millions of players.

Then Mo Chen can really fight for the tyrants-

After all, there are data and templates. The large amount of deaths of players in a completely stealth game with extremely high realism can provide sufficient mental power to condense spirituality for "monsters"... Not to mention the Losrik Knight, even the flying dragon can be produced stably.

Although the double-legged flying dragon is not very famous, it looks like a high-level mistress in the Western Fantasy World View. In the game, it is like lying on a high wall, only knowing the mechanical fire-breathing, like a brainless elite monster.

But in fact, they are real legendary creatures, and their bloodlines can be traced back to ancient times. The huge body and sharp claws are enough to make everything tremble. The fire emitted can burn the entire earth and make a doomsday judgment on the world.

Moreover, Mo Chen doesn’t only have these two types of troops, but these are barely... what should I say? barely is still normal in style?

Because he doesn't want to release monsters such as demon sacrifices, maggots, soul-sucking ghosts, etc.... He is regarded as a demon king by the world, but he does not intend to build a truly styled demon king city. Isn't those things appearing here disgusting himself?

"But it should be enough for now. Anyway, you won't go to war with them as soon as you go, so it's not difficult to wait for a while... I'm asking you to come here now, just tell you-"

Mo Chen coughed lightly and attracted the attention of the two girls who bowed their heads and thoughts back to him.

"There are quite a lot of knights and bipedal dragons in my hand, and this city cannot be digested by itself, so I plan to send them out later. In addition to helping you to guide that plane, it will also be used to maintain the dream order in the southern European region..."

“Eh?” x2

The crimson demon and the sword fairy were both stunned, and then opened their mouths at the same time, but after looking at each other, they kept silent again.

The expansion of this king's dream field has always been a major event in the Southern European magic world. Now, basically the entire Southern European magic world has moved from the real world to the dreamland.

Now the other party is going to send a law enforcement team to maintain order in his own field, and there is nothing to say about this. It would be better to say that this makes people feel at ease... Who wants to return to the chaos of the "King of Swords" ruled by the "King of Swords" is a period of no-doing affairs!

Besides, the other party was not monopolized and arbitrary. Before this incident, they had already asked them to go back to establish the Sun and Dark Moon's branch team in the society, which also illustrates this problem.

Because the itinerary for the expedition to another world was planned in these two days, the two girls hurried back. The information that needs to be integrated immediately about the top existence of another world and the sudden increase in military strength of their own side.

The plan is always adjusted according to the actual situation at all times, even if it has started, it is still the case.

These variables are very important and are completely enough to affect the policies they formulated at the beginning. After all, with so much combat power, it is impossible to make huge casualties. Of course, we must think carefully and act cautiously.

But now I suddenly found that not only sent a huge number of troops to reinforce, but even prepared a large number of superior units like Dragon Seed. The finale was to be the king's own trumpet and the former king's personal actions.

Opposite is Ping'an County. Their trump card is not Italian cannons, but space-based kinetic energy weapons.

I am afraid that if a wave passes, nothing will be gone.

In this case, how can you continue to follow the previous policy, fight against each other and fight against each other in a guerrilla battle? Although it is impossible to rush around, you don’t need to be too careful!

Mo Chen watched the two familiar figures disappear into his sight, then turned his head, and his eyes seemed to pass through the thick earth indifferently, and saw the larger underground building space below...

——The ancient dragon phantom with four legs, four wings, two rows of mouth, and two horns on the head.

The immortal Ancient Dragon, the dominant before the Chaos Age, the ancestor of everything... Of course, as he said, it is still an illusion now.

In the Chaos Age, everything was shrouded in the vast gray fog, without the sky, the earth and the air. There were gray rocks everywhere, ancient trees towering into the clouds and immortal ancient dragons. Immortal ancient dragons, without souls, do not belong to creatures, but to the most original existence.

It is precisely because of this that Mo Chen extracted countless precious embers from Chuhuo, from the great hero to the god fire king, but he just missed a species, that is, the power of the ancient dragon.

There is no reason, because the immortal ancient dragon has no soul, and since the Age of Fire, almost all purebred immortal ancient dragons have become extinct... They were exterminated before the fire transmission system was established, so how could they leave embers in the first fire as firewood?

So this is a bit embarrassing. The dragon species that can be found later, even the ancient flying dragons living at the top of the isolated ancient dragon, are just descendants of the ancient dragon's weak bloodline and do not belong to the real immortal ancient dragon.

The descendants of the immortal ancient dragon with relatively pure bloodline are just descendants, just like the big snake and snake man clan, they do not belong to the immortal ancient dragon.

But there is no way. For example, by refining the thin bloodline of the dragon seeds in later generations, purifying them step by step, until finally tracing back to the oldest bloodline.

However, even the flying dragons with thin bloodlines are still too small in this era. Even if Mo Chen kills them all, he will not be able to complete one-tenth of this task.

So he finally went to the ancient dragon's top and packed and took away the corpse of the immortal ancient dragon on the distant mountain, as well as the glorious dragon body stone. The former was the corpse of a real ancient dragon, and the latter was a ritual starting point that could help people embark on the ancient dragon's path and obtain the complete power of the ancient dragon.

With these things, he had too much room for operation. It was only a matter of time before he finally recovered an immortal ancient dragon.

Only Gu Long of this level can make him look at him.

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...

The hazy sky, the bitter wind blows, as if a storm is coming. And on the desolate field below, there is a tragic mess.

The bodies of many soldiers wearing rough clothes were everywhere, and occasionally they could see the corpses of one or two war horses or the corpses of well-equipped officers in armor.

The battlefield is not too big, but not everyone can see hundreds of corpses falling from around, smelling the strong smell of blood, and being indifferent.

Even if there are different races, this difference is just similar, which is not enough to make people feel that it is a battle that has nothing to do with themselves.

"Those humans are starting to have internal strife again... don't they feel annoyed?"

The person who spoke was a young man with fair skin and handsome facial features, emerald green curly hair and pointed ears... It was obvious that it was not a human, but an elf.

And it was not one, but a team, with about twenty people, all of them were leather armor and bows and arrows.

They looked at the battlefield in front of them silently, and then an elf woman turned around and looked at the endless huge forest behind them, sighing: "Hasn't humans always been so greedy? This is true for foreign races, and even more to their own kind... They are better than killing each other than kidnap our compatriots and treating them as slaves."

"Those guys deserve to die. When we killed a human slave hunting team before, the guy who led the guy was so annoying."

Another elves spoke depressedly, "It seems that they are right to take our fellow citizens as slaves, and when we fight back, they... are..."

The elf doesn't swear, so he doesn't know how to continue the following words. He is just very depressed and feels that there is a ball of evil fire in his chest and cannot vent it.

"It doesn't matter if you kill each other, but it's just near our village. We will eventually have to deal with these corpses, otherwise it may attract the attention of the Lord of the Plague. This is the most hateful..."

The elf leader who was talking at the beginning shook his head and clenched his fists in annoyance.

"There are also those humans who called themselves magicians who took our things and said they wanted to trade them, but they have not appeared until now. They must be liars! My father must have been deceived by them!"

The hazy sky.

The strong wind blew, and it became even more bitter.
Chapter completed!