The bright moon is high, and the lake is calm, like a bright mirror, reflecting the moonlight in the night sky.
Faintly, there was a dragon's roar ringing in my ears.
Looking up into the distance, there seemed to be giant dragons spreading their wings below the water, looking fierce and majestic.
Evil Dragon Pond.
The mythical specialty was moved directly from Yingyue Village to Xingxiu Palace by Mo Xiaofeng.
After all, all the extraordinary units of the evil dragon clan in the territory are gathered in the Xingxiu Palace, so there is no need to put such specialties outside.
From the expectant looks in the eyes of Griffith and other evil dragon women, it can be seen that the water pool in front of them is a well-deserved treasure.
And this is what Mo Xiaofeng did intentionally.
You know, there are many power systems in this world.
Some are ancient systems of the Great Xia Yan Kingdom, some are fantasy systems, some are Western fantasy systems, and even some are future science fiction systems...
Under such a rich power system, the "source of order" that was born obviously has its own characteristics.
"Xingxiu Palace" and "Xiri Palace" obviously belong to the Great Xia Yanguo system.
And "The Source of Death" is a Western fantasy system.
Even if Mo Xiaofeng had such a special skill as the "Magic Furnace of Creation", it would be difficult to refining the "Source of Order" from the fantasy system into the ancient system.
Such cross-system changes can easily waste materials.
Even if it is not wasted, a lot of energy will be lost.
The price/performance ratio is not high and not worth considering.
As a result, Mr. Mo didn't have much choice.
Because in today's territory, there are only five Western fantasy system races that have reached a certain scale, excluding the undead.
In terms of number, the angel race is the smallest.
But in terms of strength, the strongest ones are also the angels.
The main reason is that Jiang Yingxue, who has embarked on the road to becoming a god, has summoned a hundred mythical twelve-winged snow angels through that single skill...
Every one of them is a mythical extraordinary unit with a ceiling that is just short of the ceiling.
So at the beginning, Mr. Mo actually planned to tilt a source of order towards the angel clan.
Because the special products brought by the "Source of Order" are likely to increase the strength of those twelve-winged snow angels.
However, this idea was opposed by Jiang Yingxue.
The latter said plausibly: "You are a lord, and the direct lineage under your command must be strong enough to convince the public."
It makes sense, but it sounds a bit familiar.
Considering that Vice Lord Jiang had accepted his opinion before, he decided to follow her suggestion this time.
Then the elves and evil dragons who have established a religious relationship with him are obviously the first choice.
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Under the same starry sky, within the Great Xia Yan Kingdom, a sudden change occurred in a certain area of Forty-Nine City.
In the calm night, the air began to rise and fall like water waves.
It seemed like a stone had fallen into the lake.
Circles of ripples visible to the naked eye centered on a sphere and spread in all directions.
It was a somewhat shocking sight.
Because in that silent wasteland, there are magnificent palaces like mirages, slowly emerging from the depths of the ripples.
It is solemn, simple and magical.
In these splendid palaces, there are gems one after another. They are shining like stars in the night sky, dazzling.
"Roar--!"
"唳——!"
The loud roar of the dragon and the cry of the phoenix sounded at the same moment.
The purple-gold divine dragon hovers above the nine heavens, and the red-gold divine phoenix spreads its wings on the top of the white clouds.
The phantom of the mythical beast is majestic and looks down upon the world.
However, what is extremely strange is that there are no extraordinary units heading towards this place in the Forty-Nine City at this moment.
Whether it's zombies, giant dragons, or even some mechanical creatures, they all stay quietly in their own territory as if they haven't seen them.
Only a very small number of individuals who have ignited the divine fire can realize the seriousness of the matter.
"Do not spy...Do not contend..."
In a certain territory established with the "Source of Death" as its core, an undead monarch who had embarked on the road to becoming a god was standing on the terrace of the castle, looking at the palace in the distance.
"Sir, what is that?"
A skeleton knight standing beside it asked softly.
"That is a 'cursed' building. Don't be fooled by its appearance. Underneath the shiny shell is an ugly and corrupt interior. But at the same time, it is also a powerful building, and it is not something that we can covet."
"yes."
The undead monarch holding the bone scepter took a deep look at the palace in the distance, and finally turned around slightly.
Its eyes were still beating with the cold soul fire, but its steps were much slower than usual.
"You should be prepared for a building of this level..."
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"Da, da, da, da..."
Under the quiet moonlight, the rhythmic footsteps were extremely clear.
It was a human woman with a good figure and delicate face. She looked to be in her early twenties.
Because she was living an ignoble existence in the apocalypse, her clothes were not considered clean, and her hair must not have been washed for a few days, but even so, it could be seen that she was a beauty with excellent foundation.
However, at this moment, this woman, who relied on her own wisdom to survive alone in the apocalypse for more than two weeks, had a bit of uneasiness in her eyes.
Because she clearly realized that her body was no longer under her control!
She could only watch the surrounding environment changing, and then feel herself moving forward step by step.
She didn't know why this happened.
But she noticed something.
Directly in front of her, there is a palace with glowing sunlight.
The ancient atmosphere rushed to her face, and it was more majestic and more magnificent than the Yanguo Palace she had ever seen.
Glazed tiles, golden doors, white jade steps, carved dragons and phoenixes.
That kind of extraordinary momentum is simply a palace on earth.
When ordinary people see it, they may want to go in and find out.
But she doesn't want to!
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How is this going?!
Also in Forty-Nine City, a girl with long flaxen wavy hair was walking in the wasteland step by step.
She looked into the distance in astonishment.
There, a palace stands majestically.
The withered beams and painted buildings are magnificent.
It looked brilliant, but it made her feel happy.
Even when facing zombies, bugs, and wild beasts, she has never been so panicked.
The unknown is the source of fear!
When the apocalypse came, she awakened her talent as a beast tamer. In the past, relying on a few extraordinary creatures, she could easily find supplies and avoid attacks from other creatures. She felt much more at ease than ordinary people.
But what now?!
Her body was actually out of control!
This feeling was as if she had used her mental power to forcibly contract a ferocious beast, and then controlled it to use skills.
Everything is in her hands, not her contracted beast.
And now, she seems to have experienced the feeling of being dominated by a higher level of extraordinary power...
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