"Some guesses." Muria narrowed his eyes slightly. Nowadays, there are many geniuses in Rockman Kingdom, and disasters are everywhere. Although because of his appearance, all the disasters can no longer be called disasters, but how do these things look together?
None of it is normal.
Coupled with the appearance of the Wind King Eagle, it shows that something big is about to happen. The six giant beasts can represent the will of the world in some respects, and their descendants are the extension of the will of the world.
"Come in for a visit?"
"Let's go in and take a look."
"If this Wind King Eagle is unwilling to communicate with us, we will retreat. We must not fight with it or bring trouble on ourselves."
"Know."
Neither Muria nor the other seven ancient dragons have any plans to follow the Wind King Eagle. They just plan to come over and ask: What are you going to do in my territory? Why are you here?
Especially Muria, as someone who has really come into contact with this group of special giant beasts, he is even more scrupulous about them. Muria has not forgotten the story that the little land emperor turtle Axiburn told him to this day. After all, he is
One god was so cooled by this that he became an iconic negative example.
According to the coordinates given by the cloud giant leader Abt, Muria found the cloud island where the Wind King Eagle was sleeping, which was surrounded by other cloud islands and was like a small floating land in the center.
"Can we break through?" Mulia, who was standing on the central cloud island, looked at the countless circulating hurricanes in front of him and formed a slightly blue giant egg that was comparable in size to the surrounding mountains. He asked the ancient golden dragon Pasteur beside him.
road.
"Okay!" A golden aura lit up on the hand of the golden dragon who transformed into a kind old man with a white beard, and then he stretched his hand into the wind wall shaped like a giant egg, and a tooth-gripping sound sounded.
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This is a giant egg formed purely by countless hurricanes. Because the wind flows so fast, it looks like a substantial giant egg.
When the ancient golden dragon Pasteur's hand entered, the layer of aura wrapped in his hand came into contact with countless fine hurricanes. The aura was thinned and chopped into pieces at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into golden light as big as dust.
It circulates and spreads over the entire giant egg, which looks beautiful.
"Very powerful defense." Seeing that the spiritual light in his hand was cut to almost nothing by countless fine winds in a few breaths, Golden Dragon Pasteur showed a look of surprise on his face.
"In terms of legend, you can break through with some effort, but in terms of soul, there is basically no..." Pasteur, the ancient golden dragon who had just continued speaking, stopped abruptly when he saw Muria. Most of the souls
No living creature can break through the wind wall, but as a being with the blood of the Dragon King, Muria is hard to say. He can easily break through the existence of mortal beings.
"Go in!" Muria, who has already learned about the strength of this layer of wind wall, has a look of expectation on her face. Even the Wind King Eagle, even the Dragon Clan's inherited memory, only has a name and a brief description, and no related images exist.
, Muria is quite curious about this kind of existence.
"Do you need me to clear the way for you? Your Highness Muria." A green-haired knight transformed from an ancient bronze dragon asked with a smile.
"If I can break through the wind wall just by having the legendary power, I don't think I need help." Muria smiled and declined the help of the ancient bronze dragon, and then stepped towards the wind wall.
The moment he raised his leg, a layer of faint golden dragon flames ignited on Muria's slender and tall body wearing a gorgeous royal robe. There were thunders behind him one after another, as if there were hurricanes flowing through them, deriving complex mysteries.
The rings of souls with spiritual patterns appeared one after another.
"Hiss!" An ancient silver dragon couldn't help but gasped when he saw Muria releasing all the soul rings. After seeing Muria easily opening the wind wall and walking into the giant egg of wind,
His face showed surprise, and he couldn't help but sigh:
"Ninety-six soul rings, even if you are a descendant of the Dragon King, this number is too much."
"Ahem, look clearly. The forty-five lines that appear at the beginning of His Highness's soul ring are different from the ones that appear later. In addition to being different in color, they also give me an unstable feeling."
"This is probably caused by swallowing some treasures and forcibly increasing the strength in a short period of time. It's not a big problem. It just needs to settle for a while."
"Your Highness, you are still too impatient. You can just sleep for a few hundred years and get through hundreds of years. Why waste it by devouring some precious treasures?"
"How can a descendant of the Dragon King sleep every day like us old guys? You are thinking too much."
"Your Highness, although he is not old, he must have a lot of experience. Judging from his appearance, he must have encountered something that made him so eager to increase his strength."
"Still too young." An ancient dragon shook his head, feeling a little regretful. He was regretting the elemental hearts that Muria swallowed. Treasures that can enhance the power of the descendants of the Dragon King, just think about them and you will know how precious they are.
"It's time to go in, don't keep His Highness Muria waiting too long."
The seven ancient dragons discussed for a moment because of Muria's shocking dragon soul ring, and then they broke through the wind wall and entered the giant egg of wind.
Then, they saw the huge bird with pure white feathers that was sleeping soundly in front of Muria, and the crystal mine formed under it due to the accumulation of a large amount of wind elements.
"How many squares of elemental crystals are there?" After entering, Gu Long just glanced at the sleeping Wind King Eagle, and his eyes fell on the eagle's nest beneath it.
"No less than a million!" Pasteur, the ancient golden dragon, inferred from the size of the Wind King Eagle in front of him how many squares of elemental crystals the eagle's nest beneath it had.
"The purity of these elemental crystals...it's the first time I've seen crystals that have been condensed to such an extent."
"This is formed because of the power of the Wind King Eagle..."
Hearing the nonsensical discussion of the group of ancient dragons behind him, Muria's mouth twitched as she was carefully sizing up the mighty Wind King Eagle. The focus of these old guys was indeed very dragon-like.
Even many near-eternal gods had never seen this giant beast once. After taking a look, their attention actually fell on its lair, leaving Muria quite speechless.
"Alas!" Muria sighed softly, and then flew towards the sleeping Wind King Eagle with her body hanging in the air.
"Your Highness!" Seeing Muria's actions, the ancient dragons who were debating how much the Wind King Eagle's nest was worth immediately reacted and hurriedly stopped them.
"No problem." Muria waved her hand and calmly landed on the eagle's nest made of azure elemental crystals, then stepped towards its head, and finally stretched out her hand to touch it gently with a metallic texture.