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Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh: what does loneliness have to do with me

Before the Dragon King could recover from the dizziness caused by the explosion, Ender rushed over and hit him on the chest with a hammer.

The Dragon King, who was unscathed by the equipment department's special bombs, truly felt the pain in all this, the pain that penetrated deep into his bones and into his soul.

On the chest where the hammer hit, gravel rolled in the wound, turning into flames and burning the Dragon King's flesh and blood. The apparently empty flames were as heavy as a thousand-pound boulder at the wound, making the Dragon King breathless.

In a sense, the poor Dragon King was slapped in the face by his brother's bones. When converted to a human situation, it is almost like casting your brother's ashes into a sword to slash you. In addition to the physical damage, there is also an additional layer of damage.

Mental harm.

Faced with such an attack, how could the Dragon King not be angry, and how could he not feel sad.

His hands touched the wounds on his body, and the flesh and blood on his chest was falling off bit by bit. They were killed, killed by the power of the spirit. His body was dying bit by bit, but he still decided to die before he died.

The most beautiful flowers bloom.

Each Dragon King actually holds the code for nuclear weapons in his hands. The existence called the Ultimate Word Spirit is enough to destroy the world even when the Dragon Kings have just emerged from their shells. At this moment, the complete Dragon King is ready to make a move.

He can escape, but the Dragon King's pride does not allow him to escape. He also knows that there must be a winner in the battle with Ender, and both sides are sparing no effort to kill each other.

Such a short thought only lasted for a short moment in the Dragon King's super brain. The next second, he had let go of all restrictions. His original body expanded, and the empty flesh and blood took shape in the air, and then disappeared.

For real, it has completely become a real body.

The weak Dragon King needs biomass to replenish his own consumption, but for the Dragon King that has evolved into a complete body, he no longer needs that insignificant thing. Air, earth, and sea water can all become part of him.

Through alchemy.

In an instant, the Dragon King's body expanded to a hundred meters, and a terrifyingly huge dragon appeared in the sky. He used crystal clear ice crystals as his skeleton, biting winds as his muscles, and a pair of claws that shone with cold light, as if photographed in the moonlight.

As terrifying as a human sword.

This fake giant dragon has the iconic slender body of the Eastern dragon, but has a pair of wings with white feathers on its back. It is very similar to the Yinglong in Chinese legends, but there are some subtle differences.

If you look closely, you will see that the snow-white feathers are exuding cold air, but they are actually made up of structures similar to snowflakes gathered together. They are a pair of genuine snow wings.

There is a little orange-red scar on the dragon's heart, which is the trace left by Ender, but it is almost invisible under the Dragon King's transformation.

"This feeling, this is the real me." The Dragon King sighed. In the past, they were chased around by humans, and they were like insects in the dark in the Nibelung roots. Now, as the first Dragon King to wake up, he

As a representative, the Dragon Clan finally regained its past power.

"How should I put it? I have seen the college's investigation," Ander's joking voice came from the side:

"There are many reasons for the death of the dragon clan over the years. Half of them are because their brains are not working properly after they have just woken up. Most of the remaining half are due to internal fighting. The last small part is due to being too ostentatious after being destroyed by human worship."

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The Dragon King coiled his body like a snake, looking for traces of Ander, but could not find who was speaking.

But Ender's annoying words continued. He chuckled and said: "Judging from this situation, you guys are really arrogant. You wish that all the humans in the world would come to worship you as soon as you emerge from your shell."

In fact, many metal dragons have a bit of social fear, of course, Ender is definitely not included among them. His social fear kin hide themselves like stones by the river one by one, for fear that humans will find their traces.

Of course, this personality also affected Ander. The memories of these Taoist masters were of great use to his adventures back then. As for chatting, Ender is a very subjective dragon. He generally does not like to be passive and prefers to take the initiative.

Attack.

"So, have you been beaten up by society and learned the importance of hiding, or have you been getting closer to humans little by little through reincarnation again and again?"

Ender finally asked a question, and while the Dragon King was stunned, it rushed down from the sky above his head.

The Dragon King also noticed Ander falling from the sky. He roared filial piety and danced to meet him.

In an instant, a new sun rose in the sky. The collision between the Dragon King and Ender was also a collision between words and spirits, and between magic powers. When the flames rose and the wind exploded, the entire Atlantic Ocean

The airflow above was stirred into a pot of overcooked noodles.

Legend has it that a butterfly flapping its wings in the rainforest will set off a hurricane thousands of kilometers away in Arizona.

The mutual attacks between the Dragon King and Ender woke up every dragon in the world. They shook their heads that had become rotten wood from sleep. Before they understood what was going on, they screamed and fell to the ground, shouting at the Dragon King they had never seen before.

bow down.

"Poor little baby, speaking of which, I haven't seen a newborn dragon for a long time. Which generation are you pseudo-dragons in the end?"

"Is it a sixth-generation or seventh-generation breeding? Isn't the fertility too low? Or are you all actually eunuchs and are powerless?"

Ender continued to spew rubbish, and the Dragon King had already wrapped around his body, tearing at his throat with its sharp claws, but how could such a painless attack stop Ender's attack.

Like a blacksmith, he hit the Dragon King's scales with hammer after hammer, and breathed hundreds of meters of dragon breath to burn the Dragon King. In this battle, which was like a forging scene, he still had the upper hand.

For the Brass Dragon, advantage means more words that will attack the opponent like a sharp sword.

"If you ask me, you might as well find a female dragon to lay more eggs, or find a strong enough male to feed you, a pretty boy, and maybe you can lay two by yourself, so that your race can be continued."

Ender was silent for a moment, and then pretended to suddenly realize: "Oh, I remembered, you don't need your own kind, you just need a group of useless machines."

"I'm very curious, why do you still keep your servants who don't know how to speak?" Ender hit the dragon king on the back of the head with a hammer, and the long dragon formed by the spirit of speech wailed, and it was already

There are faint signs of dissipating.

Pieces of ice crystals fell from the Dragon King. At that moment, the Dragon King said in a sad voice: "Loneliness... you will not understand that tens of millions of years of... loneliness..."

"Oh," Ender raised the hammer high and then smashed it down: "That's none of my business."


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