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Chapter five hundred and sixty-three: five millimeters per hour

In South America, in the Amazon jungle, a Chinese man who was incompatible with the local painting style took out his communicator and was reporting the shocking scene he saw to Ender's descendants in China.

"I am debugging the camera. You will see the image soon. That place..." The man was silent for a moment, as if he was organizing his words: "Time in that place becomes very slow."

The man raised his head. He was now standing on the crown of a big tree. A thin branch supported his body, allowing him to see the distant scene clearly.

Not far away, a circular opening suddenly opened in the dense tree crown, and the breeze blew off the leaves of the rainforest trees. The man watched helplessly as the leaves fluttered in the air, in a way that was almost incomprehensible to the naked eye.

Perceived speed drops.

If the cherry blossoms are falling at a speed of five centimeters per second, then the leaves at the gap are probably falling at a speed not even five millimeters per hour. Everything in the circular area seems to have been cast by stasis magic, showing a strange

Slow state.

"This is too exaggerated," the men all muttered, turning on their cameras, intending to send the situation back home: "To be honest, this Dragon King is much stronger than the one in Bronze City."

There was dead silence in the earphones, with only the rustling sound of current fluctuations echoing. There was no news from the classmate who originally liked to joke. The man clearly sensed something was wrong. He reached out and held the gun at his waist, but it was already too late...

Phew!

A scimitar passed through his chest. The man turned around and saw only a pair of golden vertical boys. His body slowly fell down and was buried forever in this rain forest.

"I can't let you interfere with the king's plan..."



In the Nibelungen, our protagonist Ender, who has not appeared in dozens of chapters, is looking at the holes in his wings distressedly. Just now, a spear flew out of the fog and pierced the beautiful wings that he was proud of.

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"I must say, you still have something," Ender curled his lips and looked at the big snake that appeared in the smoke: "It's a pity that it's too ugly."

Li Wuyue's upper body was grafted onto the head of a giant snake named Mohuluojia. Under the control of the other party, the long-dead body of the giant snake began to move slowly again.

The dragon king hiding in the shadows was holding a spear in his hand. The style of the spear was very familiar to Ender. It was Kungunir in Odin's hand, the legendary sure-shot spear.

"Okay, here's a Kungunir. Honestly, how many of these have you guys made?"

Ender flapped his punctured wings. Dragons did not rely on their fleshy wings to fly, but the feeling of being punctured still made him very unhappy.

"Oh, I remembered. According to the ice sea fragments, the names of the kings of sky and wind are Fujin and Wuni, and they are Odin's two crows."

Ender carried Angers and confronted the Dragon King: "Did you steal your master's things, you disobedient little pet?"

Li Wuyue said nothing. The giant snake circled and swayed in the high air, and even the wind stopped.

"Ahem, be careful Ender, I always feel something is wrong." Angers lay on Ender's back, and he looked around. The Nibelungen was already in ruins, and white mist was floating around the boundary.

, making Angers a little uneasy.

"I know he has a problem, but I don't know what it is specifically." Ender shook his head and wrapped his tail around Angers' waist: "Let's go, this battle is no longer something you can participate in."

"Okay, be careful." Angers jumped off Ander and walked away neatly without looking back.

Ender sprayed out sparks, facing the dragon king, he did not dare to take it lightly, even if it was a maimed dragon king.

This guy was still alive and kicking after being stabbed by Angers and three nuclear bombs. His vitality was so tenacious that Ender even wondered if this guy was a lich or something.

"Five Dynasties Rivers, Mountains and Winds"

"The Fragment of the Sea of ​​Ice," Li Wuyue smiled. He looked at Ander in front of him with a smile that was almost breathtaking: "Do you like the gift I gave Cassell?"

"Is it that terrible prophecy book you created?" Ander sharpened his claws and slowly approached Li Wuyue: "With all the identities of the Dragon King and the secrets of the Dragon Clan."

"That kind of thing that I don't know is just a bait. Just send a message and you will happily run over and die." Li Wuyue shook the tip of the gun in his hand, and the distance between the two monsters continued to get closer.

"Are you the prince?" Ander let out a contemptuous laugh: "It's a pity that this is a new era, and there is no emperor long ago."

During the Greenland Incident that year, a man named Prince posted news about the Ice Sea Fragments on the Internet. The Executive Department of Kassel College went to hunt for the treasure. Even though Ender was prepared in advance, the team that went into the water still encountered trouble.

Now it seems that the prince is Li Wuyue's identity. This Dragon King hidden in the dark does have many secrets.

Under Ander's gaze, Li Wuyue put down the spear in his hand, and the spear turned into specks of dust in mid-air and disappeared. He did not speak, but the fighting spirit in his eyes said everything.

"I thought you were a coward, but now you don't look that bad." Ender tensed his muscles. If the opponent wanted to fight, he would naturally fight to the end.

It was unclear who broke the suffocating calm first. The dragon's breath, which was so intense that it emitted white light, penetrated the giant snake's head like a sword. At the same time, the hidden dragon king also squirmed and pounced towards Ander.

come over.

boom!

Li Wuyue's regrown pink skin was scorched black by Ander's dragon's breath. The giant snake underneath him was also burned half of its face by this blow. The scales were left with flames from the giant snake's body. Look.

It's not miserable.

But this also allowed Li Wuyue to get close to Ander. The tactics of these dragons are always so simple: get close to the opponent, and then use their powerful immortal bodies to bite the enemy fiercely.

"You fools, could you please have some wisdom?" Ender's mocking voice came from below, and along with his words, there was a dark cloud made of flames.

Burning Cloud Technique!

The flames and black dust formed a terrifying storm, sucking Li Wuyue into it. Those flames seemed to be alive, laughing wildly in the dark clouds made of ash.

They long for burning, for the squeaking sound of burning flesh.

But it's not over yet. This is not the end of this magic. Now, Ender can add some personal characteristics to this spell.

The color of the originally black fire cloud gradually changed, and yellow sand flew between the clouds and clouds, filling the gaps in the Burning Cloud Technique.

"Enjoy my gift, Your Highness."

Ender shook his hands like a band conductor, and the fire cloud gathered, using the sand and dust in it as bones and the flames as blades, it turned into a long knife and slashed at the embarrassed Li Wuyue.

Clang!

In Ender's disdainful eyes, a half-charred arm was chopped off with a long knife.


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