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Sweat flows freely.

But before the sweat could flow to the ground, the hot ground had already evaporated it into nothingness.

Their frail constitution made their eyes red.

But no matter how they roared, the soldiers of the Black Dragon Division who were guarding the outside didn't bother to pay attention to them. They were all sent to the Dragon Prison, and their previous identities were long ago stripped away at that moment.

At this moment, they are no different from the other forces imprisoned below.

They share a title, that is - Prisoner!

The shouts of the figures attracted the surrounding prisoners to glance over, but they only glanced at them.

Now, they are worse than an old dog.

"Shut up, you bunch of deadheads!"

Just as those figures were shouting frequently, a slightly intermittent voice sounded in their ears.

"presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

"..."

Several pharaohs and civil servants scolded him repeatedly.

Turning around, they saw a figure wearing a tattered combat uniform walking out of the corner of the cage opposite. With a little light, they could see clearly that figure was the one who had been pulled away from the power of shadow.

The patrol commander.

The sole commander of the seventh legion—Mo!

At this moment, he has long lost his former strong appearance. Now he is as thin as a tuberculosis ghost, and he still has the strong and powerful appearance before.

"Although I don't really agree with the Golden Dragon, just by relying on him, he can throw you guys who are just eating corpses into the dragon prison.

He is better than me!" Mo Cao made a sarcastic voice in a hoarse voice.

"Mo, you are so presumptuous!"

A pharaoh immediately shouted.

When did these so-called legion commanders dare to speak to them like this? But they never thought that the so-called pharaohs were just staff officers without any real rights.

The identity of Mo Mo in front of him is that of a legion commander. In other words, the identities of these pharaohs are not as important as these legion commanders.

But with the pride that has been cultivated by being in a high position for a long time, how could it be possible for Mo Mo to speak to them like this?

So subconsciously, he opened his mouth and yelled.

"Hehehe..."

"It's really funny that a bunch of old dogs don't know what they are called. If I can seize the position of king, you old guys will be the first to disappear!"

Mo grinded his gums and spoke unhurriedly.

Before, he might have been a little wary of the identities of the people in front of him, but now, they are just prisoners, and no one is necessarily nobler than the other.

"Old man, just wait to die!"

"...I will definitely die behind you!" Mo smiled coldly, then turned his gaze to the cages on both sides.

The two people in the cage were two subordinates who were loyal to Mo.

"You should also let the people from the Black Dragon Division take you back, and you won't end up being knocked down into the Dragon Prison."

Mo said in a slightly hoarse tone.

The two subordinates smiled bitterly, "Captain, as you once said, did we have any choice at that time?

Besides, you personally brought us two together, no matter what choice you make, we will follow you!"

Mo Zhong retreated into the shadow of the rear end, leaving only a voice in place, "If you lose, you lose!"

"If you lose this time, there will be no room for return!"

The sound was not loud, but it really reached the ears of a pharaoh in the distance.

Perhaps they are no longer good at fighting.

But they became more and more skilled at playing with people's hearts; without their leadership, Gu Longxing would fall into chaos, and by that time, Golden Dragon would not be able to invite them out.

In this way, their opportunity will come.

With their power, it doesn't seem to be a difficult task to push Jinlong down from that position.

But they overlooked one very important thing.

Conspiracy is not impossible.

With their so-called "influence", it is understandable to be the king of a planet, but without force, how can they use it to rebel?

Should we use ordinary civilians to fight against the elite warriors of the Ancient Dragon Clan?

"Mo, do you want to be the king of the Ancient Dragon Clan?"

After a long silence, a pharaoh asked in a hoarse voice.

Mo smiled coldly, "Old man, is it too late for you to recommend me to the position now?"

"I almost knelt on the ground to beg you back then, but do you still remember how you replied to me?"

Mo, who was in the shadow, suddenly became hoarse, "This is how you replied to me, you were aloof and looked down upon everything.

It was Light who chose the golden dragon, it was the Emperor's Armor who chose the golden dragon, and it was everyone in the entire ancient dragon clan who chose the golden dragon. But people like me can only choose to become a warrior who opens up new territories.

I am not worthy to be the king of the Ancient Dragon Clan!"

He said these words hoarsely, and responded with an almost roaring voice.

Do these so-called pharaohs and civil servants really want to help themselves?

Not really.

They just want to use their own strength to satisfy their greedy hearts.

Ridiculous promise.

With them, how could it be possible to push Golden Dragon down from the position of king?

"Kacha!"

At this moment, the sound of a mechanical collision resounded in the distance. Looking up, he saw a small team of the Black Dragon Tribe descending from the sky, filled with an inexplicable murderous aura.

"Mo, the promise just now still has effect!"

Pharaoh, who had not dared to resist after being scolded by Mo before, said in a calm voice.

It was obvious that without their pharaohs and civil servants, the entire ancient dragon clan had begun to fall into chaos.

"Kacha!"

The metallic-colored aircraft landed straight on the floor where a few people were.

"……snort!"

"Let that idiot Jin Long invite us out in person!" A civil servant showed an extremely arrogant side.

All the Black Dragon warriors who heard the sound turned their heads and glanced at them coldly, and then said coldly, "A bunch of old bastards who eat nothing but corpses!"

"ink!"

"The king ordered us to take you out!"

Before he finished speaking, the electromagnetic cage restraining the three people in Mo dissipated, and then, under the restraints of the team, they stood on the aircraft and drove towards the outside of Dragon Prison.

"etc!"

Looking at the team that was about to leave, a civil servant shouted subconsciously.

"What should we do?"

"Oh……"

"I forgot to push them to the bottom; the next time we meet, maybe it will be thousands of years later!" The Black Dragon Warrior who listened to the shouting man smiled coldly, and then raised his hand to mobilize the Dragon Prison.

control system.

In an instant, the cages in which the pharaohs and civil servants were imprisoned fell rapidly and disappeared into the darkness below in the blink of an eye.

Only the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling echoed through the Dragon Prison.

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