Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty Nine: Horseshoe Yoyo
Profiling is a magical ability. If it is said that the world is an RPG game, then Chen Motong, who has the ability of profiling, is probably the evil boss who has sensed 99 points.
This ability has expanded her observation ability to an exaggerated level. She can judge by the wrinkles on the teacher's clothes whether the teacher was playing alone at home last night, or whether he had fun with two women in the hotel.
But everything has a price. High induction brings the miracle of profiling, and it also makes Chen Motong extremely easy to fall into a state of psychic vision.
Fortunately, even in Kassel, there are not many opportunities to encounter dragons. In daily life, this skill has almost no side effects. But now, on this ancient battlefield, Chen Motong saw the power of his ability for the first time.
fear.
The damp and cold smell in the air, the smell of decayed ancient trees, the rustle of the wind blowing through the valley, and the sunshine pouring in from the sky all rushed into her spirit, like an art student's chaotic drawing board.
Various sounds, colors, and tastes mix together to form a rope of chaos.
Chen Motong grabbed the rope, her body drifting and let the rope carry her through the river of time that could not be returned. When she looked up in confusion, what she saw was the horse's hooves of death walking leisurely across thousands of miles of green mountains.
Mongolians, Miao people in the mountains, and Song people in the Central Plains, three different people, but they all continued to pass away in Chen Motong's eyes.
The killings spread in all directions. Every human being was red-eyed, and regardless of the pain on his body, he sent knives and guns into each other's bodies.
At the center of the collision were three teams of well-equipped warriors. They wore different styles of armor and held exaggeratedly large weapons. Their eyes burned with golden flames. The flames burned out their lives and turned into various forms.
The force hits the enemy in front of him.
This was an extremely brutal three-party melee. The ability of profiling allowed Chen Motong to return to the war in the past. The Song people wearing iron armor and the Miao people wearing rattan armor seemed to be a team, uniting to fight against the other side wearing leather.
A Mongolian.
The three mixed-race teams at the center of the collision also belonged to three different forces. The Miao girl wearing silver jewelry threw a fireball and attacked the Mongolian mixed-race opposite, whose body was glowing with bronze. The elegant Song Dynasty man dressed as a scholar waved his hand.
It was a strong wind falling from the sky, tearing the opponent's skin.
"The King of Bronze and Fire, the King of Earth and Mountain, and...the King of Sky and Wind?" Chen Motong was a little confused. He originally thought it was the battle of the King of Fire's subordinates to resist the King of Mountain, but he didn't expect that there was more.
One force is obstructing it.
The hybrids faced each other, and then they seemed to have reached some kind of agreement and began to attack the ordinary people around them. However, Chen Motong knew that they just wanted to free their hands and feet to fight, so they started to clear the place.
The battle between ordinary people ended quickly, and corpses covered the ground in the valley. Afterwards, the hybrids looked at each other, as if they were waiting for some force to take action first.
The hybrids who had taken refuge in the Dragon Clan were just appetizers for the Dragon King's forces to fight. Chen Motong watched all this. Suddenly, the Song people's forces moved. The scholar in blue clothes took out a jade gate from his arms. The people around him suddenly
Startled, the scholar immediately threw the jade gate at his feet.
This action seemed to be a signal to start. The Miao people took out a bronze jar painted with geometric patterns, and the Mongolians took out a wooden box painted with gold lines. An indescribable depression began to spread in the valley.
White silk threads slowly emerged from the jade gate and wrapped around the scholar's body. He laughed loudly and was immediately wrapped into a giant cocoon by the white silk threads.
The same thing happened to the three forces at the same time. White threads spread across the ground. The corpses of ordinary people after death were swallowed up and turned into nutrients and flowed into the three cocoons that had just appeared. The hybrids showed a fanatical look.
Immediately, in this valley, the sound of heartbeats appeared.
The dragon clan hidden in the cocoon began to slowly revive. In this human world, the past rulers slept in the cocoon, waiting to wake up again one day.
Now,
The three-headed dragon woke up in this border valley, its skinny arms scratched the hardened white silk thread, and its six eyes stared at each other at the enemy in front of them.
In the camp of the King of the Earth and the Mountain, what emerged from the cocoon was a dragon that was more than three meters tall. It had an appearance that was almost the same as that of a human. Its skin had an earthy yellow sheen, and a pair of disproportionately small wings were huddled behind its back.
The dragons of the King of Bronze and Fire camp look more traditional, with two wings and four legs, a slender head and tail, and a total length of five meters.
As for the King of Sky and Wind, there is a young man with the body of a snake and tail, with feathered wings on his back. The three dragons are different from each other, but the moment they see each other...
They moved!
The dragon clan's battles always start with the words spirit. Ground thorns fly out from the surrounding rocks. Fireballs and explosions cover the valley floor. There are gusts of breeze, but they are as sharp as a bone-scraping steel knife.
Just a face-to-face encounter, uukanshu.com www.uukanshu.com, most of the hybrids in the field were killed or injured.
This is a war between gods and men, and the hybrids can only be regarded as mortals here.
Chen Motong's facial features were bleeding out as she watched, and her profiling ability was out of control, pulling her through time and space uncontrollably.
The originally clear scene became distorted and ferocious. The body of the three-headed dragon clan rose and fell. One moment, it was as majestic as a giant god, and the other moment, it was as small as an insect.
The impact of the battle caused Chen Motong's body to stagger around. The three dragons seemed to have merged together, turning into chimera-like monsters biting each other in the sky. She watched the mountain collapse and repair itself seven times, until a loud bell sounded.
Lu Ban's roar woke her up.
"Master!" The dragon clan, the king of the earth and the mountain, roared and fell down. The pair of small wings on his back had been torn off. He was covered in bruises and fell to the ground, panting, and then began to trace something on the earth with his own blood.
thing.
That is the alchemy matrix. This dragon is using itself as a material to refine something.
The other two dragons in the sky rushed toward him, but it was already too late. The space was twisted and turned into a black hole. Two points of light that were more dazzling than the sun came out of the black hole. The dragons roared in pain for the remaining two days.
, turned into a giant white cocoon in that terrifying gaze.
"The Nibelungs..." Chen Motong spat out a few words in confusion: "The King of the Earth and Mountains..."
Immediately, she woke up and found herself kneeling on the ground, her hair disheveled, her fingers bleeding, and an alchemical diagram had been drawn on the rock beneath her.
"Nono, are you okay?" Su Qian asked worriedly, but saw Chen Motong's face changed drastically.
"Go, go quickly!"
The alchemy matrix emits a faint light, and the surrounding space begins to distort, as something is about to come out.