Pupils contracted, Edward stared at the huge head so close at hand, and seemed to be able to see that deep in the pupils, which were like molten gold balls, rage was burning like fire.
At that moment, he felt that his eyelids became extremely heavy.
He knew that all this was just a dream, and he knew that it had ended long ago. Here, he was just sharing the remaining feelings that had long been lost in history. However, he still couldn't restrain his trembling and feeling.
fear, because it is a return to the origin, the most primitive threat from nature.
Pressure, the confrontation between soul and soul. In front of the majestic majesty of the soul created by the grace of the natural gods and thousands of years, he felt that he was standing in the boundless and surging waves for a moment.
.But his true body is a grain of sand in the boundless sea, so small that it is insignificant.
That's the dragon.
The scene seemed so quiet that even time was frozen.
When the giant dragon lowered its head slightly and examined everything in front of it, on the silent battlefield, even the soldiers on the attacking or defending side temporarily stopped their actions. They raised their heads silently and looked at the huge golden
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Wings, then the darkness swept away from his body, and the strong wind blew the rain, as if a huge tangible sphere was swelled in the air, and then burst out, forming white vortexes at the tips of his wings. Towards both sides.
The sky spreads away!,
But Edward's mind suddenly relaxed.
Because, an inexplicable momentum was spreading from the place where he stood and the existence he was attached to, and then the psychic heard a low voice. Although it was mixed with a hint of hoarseness, it was still that elegant and cumbersome voice.
, as if singing praises
Words, but this voice has an inexplicable indifference. It is like a gust of cold wind, with the sound of rustling ice crystals, blowing through people's hearts, making the originally cold and biting rain suddenly turn into a small drop.
The sharp knife cuts into the soul and corrodes the bones, which makes people feel heartbroken.
"Douglas, in the end, I still have to face you. Right?"
The meaning is not incomprehensible...or it should be said that the speaker's thoughts are being transmitted into Edward's mind, shaking his soul.
"Ignorant existence... the proud forbidden son of the golden elf, you have lost everything!"
The giant dragon made a slight hum, and the sound was like a chant. It blended with the thunder in the sky and echoed in the wind, "Your kingdom, your servants, your subjects, everything about you has been lost.
Even your life and soul are about to perish. At this time, have you ever regretted it? Have you ever thought about giving up challenging the eternal order and not pulling the entire world into the abyss of destruction?"
"Douglas. King of Gold. Or, let me call you again, my friend... you are still wandering in endless mistakes. And this is not the place where you and your people should be. The dragon is not
should be involved in this senseless killing.
In the process, meaningless and short-term interests have blinded your eyes that should be able to see through the lies of time. You are leading you, your people, and even the entire world into a whirlpool that you can never escape from. Compared with destruction, it is even more helpless.
Break free from the shackles.”
Edward heard himself talking, slowly and peacefully, and the words flowing through his heart seemed to be describing the eternal truth. But ironically, what he said was not about the eternal truth: "The world has never
There is no such thing as eternity.
Everything together will only exist in change, whether it is me, you, or all things in this world, or this multiverse. Eliminating gods can never be called a challenge to order, otherwise, the star world
It will not become the graveyard of the gods."
"Elf, I no longer want to have any form of conversation with you. You have been taken away from your mind and are no longer the golden elf I know." The horns and scales on the dragon's face moved slightly, and a wave of
Sparks from the butt are erupting with the breath of this behemoth
, the thunderous voice was mixed with strange emotions: "Then, you use your and my strength to prove your respective ideas. Although you and I both think that this is really the most brutal and stupid way, but the only way
The choice can only be the best choice..."
A golden flame fell from the sky.
The speed far exceeded what humans could imagine, making Edward squint his eyes. In fact, all the changes in front of him were even beyond what he could see...
He is still gravel, the gravel in front of the turbulent waves, but the golden flame is the real ocean.
This is not breath.
But magic.
A thought emerged from his mind like a bubble, but it was not his thinking, because at this moment, he could no longer think of anything.
When it comes to magic, humans may think of wizards who wear robes and move mysteriously, or they may think of monsters, or even gods. However, tens of thousands of years ago, in the ancient times, before ignorant humans, they could really control the mystery of magic.
Yes, there are only elves and dragons.
Dragons are a race born with the ability to cast spells. Their language naturally contains the power to communicate with the magic network. It is a completely different type of magic from humans and is known for its destructive power. After tens of thousands of years,
, still occupying the pinnacle of magic in this world.
And this peak appeared right in front of Edward's eyes.
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Peak flame.
It was a golden-red flame, which did not look hot or even dazzling. However, the power contained in it was enough to make any great mage amazed. Every trace, wisp, and every clump of flames possessed
The power is not inferior to that of the Burning Cloud Technique, and the magic they weave is no longer something that can be conceptualized. It is just violent and terrifying flames that can refine the sun!
Death, for a moment, all people can think of with this bright flame is death.
However, death became bleak.
Because gold is mixed with other colors, the gray a is thin, but it is shining slightly. The gray that can emit light is no longer gray, but silver. There are countless shades of silver, mottled
It forms a very wonderful image, with different shades of light outlining the most abstract but beautiful patterns. These textures are arranged to outline a long silver scroll that occupies half of the field of vision.
It's a long silver staff.
The long staff drew a circle in the air silently.
Just like how small a stone will cause ripples when thrown into water... the surrounding space trembled invisible and violently. Perhaps it was not the space, but the invisible yet omnipresent demon hidden in the darkness of the entire multiverse. Net... For this infinitely huge existence, it is just a small movement like blinking an eye or twirling a finger. However, the huge energy inspired by it sweeps through the entire space like a sharp sword, and the twisted magical energy makes people feel frightened. …
Edward was stunned.
The panic became numb with the passage of time, and what stopped his thoughts now was everything he couldn't see in front of him. It couldn't be answered with common sense...
He watched the golden flames rise and dissipate, and countless dark golden traces twisted and converged at the tip of the silver staff. The magic energy was completely converged and turned into a different appearance.
Magic, bound?
But it's not just a restraint, it's the energy of the magic network. It is decomposed, dismantled, and restored into energy. The purest energy can be as simple as a ruthenium invalid barrier, nor can it be freed from the constraints of an anti-magic force field. Instead, after the most complex deconstruction, it was reshaped into new power and new magic. 'I' had condensed the terrifying flame into an extremely deep, blue-black mist without spending any effort.
Then, the silver staff moved forward a little.
A black magic wave bloomed!
The shadow overflows from the air to the ground, outlining traces of entanglement and gushing outward like tentacles. Only from the extension exposed to the light can we see this approximate mixture of mist and flowing water. It is the presentation of It emits a palpitating deep color, as if it can swallow everything...
The ring of black covered the entire ground with a radius of nearly a hundred feet with a layer of darkness. Even the golden dragon in the sky slid out backwards with a low roar!
Darkness is gathering.
Groups and pieces, this is almost exactly the same as the darkness that carried the golden dragon a moment ago, or the only difference is that the ones connected to the tips of countless dark tentacles are, if you look around, at least hundreds of them. Thousands of dark clouds!
"How dare you...how dare you do this!"
The giant dragon roared, and in the terrifying roar, his tail, which was dozens of feet long, suddenly circled!
The golden dragon's slender tail pushed away the raindrops, and its turbulent white trail was like a whip sweeping across half of the battlefield, making even the air crackle and explode!
Then, the recent darkness exploded.
The first pale figure emerged from it. The long bones stretched out the wing membranes and spread into a pale, transparent color. Although it was white, it was filled with pollution and uncleanness like a shroud. .The long and slender tail made of pale white streaks dragged out long ink stains behind it, seeming to dye the entire sky into the color of despair.
Also a dragon.
But this term is not completely consistent with those figures, because that huge figure, that pale and transparent appearance, is just an illusion - the translucent appearance is as blurry as light, and the dark eyes are burning The blue flames are jumping endlessly. Only the white skeleton in the pale blurry light is real - generally speaking, such existences are the skeletons of bone dragons and ghost dragons, the most powerful creatures. Together with their souls, they construct a powerful undead spirit.
Frost dragon.
This huge corpse stretches its wings quietly. The skeleton wrapped in the soul material has its own power, allowing it to float in the air. The scarlet flame is burning quietly in its huge body.
A dizzying red light swept across
On the battlefield beneath its feet, it swung through the air without hesitation, and the sharp bone claws on its hind feet immediately tore apart the armor and flesh of more than a dozen soldiers, letting the thick plasma mix with the rainwater, and the soil on the ground
Mixed into dark red mud,
As a result, the attacking party's formation, which could still be called a front, began to disintegrate... In front of these extremely powerful creatures, the inner fear and despair were enough to shatter their will.
However, the situation of the war changed again and again.
The soft light drives away the darkness. This light is reflected from the sky...
Edward raised his head blankly, and what he saw were countless bright bands of light.
The sky is calm, and the flashing clouds are slowly satisfying their rotation. Between the overlapping clouds, there are gaps, allowing countless lights to gently spread from the ground, from the air, and from all directions, slowly
The ground began to rotate slowly, and thousands of white threads with pale light slightly opened. In an instant, it expanded into a huge curtain, wrapping the gray wave in it.
The sky seemed to darken slightly, but that was just an illusion caused by the pupils shrinking to adapt to the bright light.
It was as if a hole was torn out in the dark sky, and pure white light squeezed out from the broken hole like a tide, pouring crazily into the world that had just been occupied by a dark and cold rainstorm...
Edward tried his best to squint his eyes and watched the strange golden ripples rippling around. Every place passed by these ripples turned into a strange light gold color. The scene in front of him paused, and the originally noisy
The sound also stopped, even the spores floating around him were fixed in the air, and the whole world was enveloped in a strange light.
Everything around has been plated with a layer of luxurious gold at this moment, and the bright brilliance outlines a brilliant shadow at the end of the heaven. It is a figure shrouded in dazzling golden armor, and the golden brilliance condenses into
Brilliant stairs. And when his steady footsteps gradually approached the main material plane from the heaven, everyone noticed the pair of eyes on that figure.
A pair of bright eyes, the deep bottom of which seemed to be burning with bright sunlight.
Then all the surrounding scenery was wiped away, strong winds, heavy rain, gloomy shadows... All that was left was endless light. In that light, only the nine-foot-tall figure could be seen. It was like a silent tower.
The statue was gradually approaching. But between the two of them, everything seemed to be frozen in place. At this moment, all the figures of the giant dragon, elves, or monsters disappeared like sand and dust.
So cold.
The moment he met that gaze, the human wanted to shrink his body - at this moment, he involuntarily developed a strong disgust and hatred for the white light, because it was so strong that people could not resist, and forcibly turned the pale
Stuff your eyes. And that white, transparent, pure white,
Everything, everything, is over.
The cold rain, the battlefield, the giant dragons, humans, and the beam of light that stretched across the sky and the earth all turned into broken light and shadow at that moment, bursting out in all directions, and then, there was unfathomable darkness!
Edward opened his eyes and found that he was roaring in a low voice... Sweat soaked his shirt, just like the ice rain left in the dream just now. Even though the sunshine was so warm and pleasant, his soul seemed to be soaked in that
In a piece of cold golden light!
The warmth of the sun is like ice at this moment.
Everything has dissipated, everything has been eliminated. The people around him seemed to be gathering around him. They were noisy and greeted their respective concerns. However, Edward turned his head blankly and looked around, watching them approach, watching them move around him.
He helped me up, but I couldn't seem to hear their voices.
He could only hear the voice that was singing in a low voice, that continuous gentle voice like a chant.
That was not the call of the royal power itself, but someone...some existence, through the ring, inspired some kind of message on him!
This thought is like a switch.
The information exploding in his mind was spreading in all directions, colliding and churning his brain, causing it to almost boil with incomparable severe pain. Even if it was just for a moment, Edward held his head and dug his nails deeply into it.
He tangled his hair and made a soft creaking sound.
But in his ears, that voice was still there.
It was still going on, distant and near, thin or loud, echoing in his ears. Edward raised his head, adjusted his breathing, and forced himself to move.
The muscles all over his body were still trembling, but he shook off the people around him. The tentacles of his spirit were swimming in the air, tearing apart a gray light and shadow. The next moment, he had passed through the space and also passed through the erection.
The area of the east gate of Gendy City.
The gentle hillside has been developed into fields by farmers, but further away, there is still continuous green. The trees show a variety of colors, spread out their deep branches, and the ground is covered with soft fallen leaves.
Light and darkness intersect, creating a quiet yet bizarre scene.
However, in Edward's eyes, everything seemed to be different - his eyes narrowed slightly, and a layer of light mist lingering in it made the psychic warlock be on the highest alert... It was impossible for any mist to shine under the sun.
It appears in the afternoon when the earth is shining brightly. What's more, it is not the usual gray-white water vapor, but a very strange, dark cloud. The color is like some kind of even and dispersed black smoke, calm in the space.
Rolling.
When the next random door helped him cross a thousand feet, the deep jungle became darker. The forest shrouded in mist became deep and quiet. Just a dozen feet away, the light began to be affected.
The impact is that the forest, which does not seem to be wide, now has a bit of the depth that is only found in the primitive jungle... To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendation, monthly vote, you