God Prohibitions

Robben watched that the concentrated water ball containing the vital energy gradually diminished and disappeared...Until he could no longer feel any breath of life in the air, the golden scepter slowly calmed down, and the red light gradually released. The convergence disappeared, and the transparent gem on the top of the stick body also lost blood.レm♠思♥路♣客レ

"Is it all right?"

Crick’s slightly nervous voice came from Robben’s other hand in the sound transmission array. Robben wiped the sweat from his head, exhaled and said, “It’s okay, okay, this thing has stopped working and is no longer dangerous. ."

The black shadow flashed, and Crick immediately appeared beside Robben, looking at Robben sweating profusely, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Your face is so ugly! You said it was all right!"

Robben waved his hand and stopped Crick from saying, "It's just a little surprised. I haven't been affected. Let's go back. I have some questions for you."

"Ask me?" Crick was stunned.

After a while, Robben and Crick returned to the Pioneer Tent, Robben lowered the curtain of the Tent, turned around and put the golden scepter in his hand on the table, and said in a solemn voice: "Crick, I am now I have to ask you a few questions and I hope you can answer truthfully."..

Crick sat across the table and said with a slight dissatisfaction: "If there are no secrets involved, I will naturally tell you that you don't use it to emphasize, as if you are interrogating me."

"Is this the first time you have seen the effect of this thing?"

Crick replied naturally: "Of course! I didn't know the existence of this thing before I became the God of War, but after I became the God of War, this thing has been in my hands, accompanying me in the form of a light sword. ."

"So your knowledge of this thing is all obtained from some ancient records in the God Realm."

"Not bad."

Robben nodded, "So... I think there must be relevant records about the users of this thing. For example, who used it, the period of birth and death, the main experience, and so on."

Crick thought that you didn’t ask about this scepter, but came to investigate the user’s records. He asked strangely: “Of course, in fact, the records of users in those records still occupy the majority. This thing..."

As he said, Crick glanced at the scepter, "This thing seems to be a little different from our gods anyway. There are few records about it, and it may be deliberate even if it is recorded. Avoided a lot of things."

"Are those users...are all normal?"

"Is it normal?" Crick asked Robben this question, feeling inexplicable. "What is normal? Do you want to ask those users if they are crazy about this thing?"

Creek laughed, "Do you think anything suspicious is the same as your strength?"

Robben thought for a while, "I mean... do they all have something different from others? And they share it."

Crick looked at Robben, "What you say...I don't have a good answer. After all, I haven't paid attention to the lives of those users."

"At least...they should all live longer than others, right?"

"Life?" Crick frowned and recalled. "Life, um... I remember a few, oh! Indeed, it seems that the vitality of the two guys is very strong, and if I remember well. These users would have been killed on the battlefield. , Seems to have lived a long time."

Crick smiled, "Is this any weird? Those of us who control powerful forces will live much longer than ordinary people. Several times, even ten times, dozens of times..."

"No." Robben shook his head, "I think... most of the guys who owned this golden scepter in history should not have any strong power, right?"

Crick became surprised, "Why do you think about these things well?"

"I'm just guessing, but I think my guess is correct."

Crick had to nod his head, "Probably so. Although I haven't read the life stories of those users carefully, I have seen their identities. Most of them are not big people, but golden scepters have appeared. Is there anything weird in the hands of God of War?"

"Of course!" Robben's eyes flashed, "The strange thing is that when this thing is in other forms, it will be held in the hands of a very powerful expert. For example, if you have a light sword, you are using a golden scepter. When the form appears, it will largely appear in the hands of small people."

Crick blinked and shook his head suddenly, "No, no, we don't know how many different forms of this thing are. We don't know whose hands it is in other forms. You are just guessing. And even if it is like this... Is that so strange?"

Robben looked at the scepter on the table and said: "Indeed, we don't know about those things, but we can ask about this now, and the result will naturally be known."

"Just ask?" Crick was stunned.

"You go out first, I need this place to prepare. I can't guarantee that this thing will not resist, and there may be accidents, um...you ask the soldiers to step back, just in case."

Crick suddenly changed his face slightly, "What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, I will not activate this thing, just to prevent it in case, after all, this thing can already be said to be a murderous thing."

Crick’s face was a little dignified, "Okay! Wait a minute!" After Crick said, he quickly turned and left, but Robben was surprised that after hearing Crick's instructions to Losey, he Rick stepped into the big tent again.

Sit on the chair, put his feet on the table, Crick motioned Robben with his chin, "Okay, let's start!"

"Uh... I said Lord Ares, are you also..." Robben glanced outside.

"I'm here and won't leave! Since you said there is no problem, why do I have to believe in the accident? If you can prove anything, I don't want to just see the result. For this thing...I feel better than you Lots of interest."

Robben still wanted to persuade him again, but seeing that Crick's gaze had turned aside, he didn't look at himself at all, and he didn't even think about me going if you said anything. He just sighed helplessly in his heart.

"Okay, then... can you take your feet away. Try to stay as far away as possible from this thing. I will control the scope of the impact to the area of ​​the tabletop."

Crick obviously just wanted to stay, Robben said, took his feet off immediately, stood aside and looked at Robben expectantly.

Since he couldn't drive away, Robben didn't pay attention to Crick. He placed four magic spars of different genres on the four corners of the table, and his hands floated with four rays of light, and he used his fingers together. A magic circle was drawn on the table.

Crick was dumbfounded. This was the first time anyone had seen anyone use two hands. The ten fingers draw the magic circle together. Although their practice is more of a grudge, they naturally dabble in magic in their long lives. I still understand how difficult this kind of thing is.

And soon, Crick was even more surprised. Although this magic circle... it may be that the graphics of the magic circle look quite awkward, but Crick recognized what this magic really is.

"Four elephants forbidden!" Crick looked at Robben in surprise. "Do you use this?"

"What's the matter? I'm also a magician who can afford it anyhow. Isn't this a weird thing?" Robben said, still busy in his hands.

Crick didn't answer, but he was a little surprised and even doubted whether this was the strange magic circle he knew.

Speaking of this magic, it is not a particularly high-level magic, and it is even a kind of magic that must be mastered by gods magicians when they are promoted, but...usually what they master is part of this magic. Because if you want to activate the imprisonment of this magic circle, you must have four magicians with different elements to work together. The composition of this magic circle must be composed of four elements at the same time, so it cannot be changed by one person. The magic elements are slowly laid out. It can be said to be the most typical combined magic circle.

It was the first time that Crick saw anyone who could set up this magic circle by himself, and it was still at such a fast speed, and...with ten fingers to draw a magic circle together, this kind of thing sounds mysterious enough I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes today.

Robben saw that Crick suddenly stopped moving, and couldn't help being surprised. When he looked back, he saw Crick frowning and looking at the table, to be precise, looking at his fingers.

"Hey...what are you doing?"

Crick looked at Robben suspiciously, "I just want to see if your fingers are stretched by some force..."

Robben rolled his eyes and turned to continue his work.

The construction of the magic circle was quickly completed. Robben placed the golden scepter in the middle of the table and directly activated the magic circle. The four magic stones lit up the light of four colors, and the magic circle immediately began to buzz softly. The streamer began to circle the magic circle.

"Okay, I'm about to start, you stand behind me." Robben took a deep breath, his hands showed a silver lustre, but... Robben found that Crick had walked across from him, at the table The other eye looked at the golden scepter on the table without blinking.

This **** woman! I'm not responsible if something goes wrong! Robben thought with annoyance. With a flick of his fingertips, two silver threads shone onto the golden scepter, and the soft silver ray immediately wrapped the golden scepter.

Almost for an instant, Robben's body shook slightly, and fine beads of perspiration appeared on his forehead. The golden scepter also jumped on the table fiercely. It seemed that he was about to fly away, but he was immediately enchanted. The four rays of light released by the array pressed tightly on the table.

Crick was taken aback. He couldn't help but look at the golden scepter and Robben before he started to speak, but he saw that the **** Robben was dignified, braving the silver light, his hand straightened and trembled slightly, reaching his mouth. Bian's words endured again.

Robben was fully absorbed, constantly pushing his magical power into the golden scepter little by little. The silver halo around the golden scepter became more and more red, and the golden right was suppressed by the four lights of the magic circle. The rod trembled more and more fiercely, like a beast struggling in a trap.

Robben's hands also shook more and more severely, and even now the muscles on his face began to tremble, and the corners of his mouth and eyes twitched from time to time, making his face distorted.

Crick realized that something seemed a little bit wrong. The man in front of him was light-hearted, but now he seemed to be encountering difficulties, and it was a critical moment.

"You... why don't you use that kind of power?" Crick looked at Robben and couldn't help but become anxious.

Robben gritted his teeth and popped a few words between his teeth: "Don't...talk to me."

Creek couldn't help but was anxious and angry, but looking at Robben's appearance, it was not easy to have an attack now. He snorted and ignored Robben, but secretly mobilized the power of the curse, ready to respond at any time.

With the infusion of Robben's divine power, the golden scepter was shaking more and more severely, and Robben himself was already shaking like circles of water, and Krick's heart was throbbing.

Suddenly, the silver brilliance in Luo Ben's hand skyrocketed in an instant, and he stretched his hand to his body. Almost instantly, the whole person began to emit a strong silver light. The brilliance of silver floated up and began to beat like flames.

Crick was a little shocked. This powerful jīng divine power was absolutely rare. This guy was actually suppressing the jīng divine power to control the magic circle in cao just now. What is this...for?

Robben's eyes had been stained white by the light of silver. Staring fiercely at the golden scepter on the table, the pupil shook. It was a desperate posture. And the golden scepter also began to make a faint sound, listening carefully as if something was screaming.

Crick hesitated, not knowing if he should be doing what he should do now. Looking at the other party, he seemed to be trying to support something. Although he was not a magician, at least he was almost the same as the other party in terms of strength. in case……

Crick was still thinking about it, but was surprised to find that Robben had acted. Robben's two thumbs still remained motionless, while the other eight fingers had begun to touch each other. Formed a strange seal.

At this moment...Can you continue to cast spells? Crick couldn't help his eyes widening.

Robben’s fingers quickly knotted together, and suddenly a silver halo whizzed over the golden scepter on the table, buckling it like a net, Robben then gave a soft drink, his whole body The silver rose brightly into the sky, all smashing at the golden scepter on the table.

Crick was taken aback and hurriedly took a step back. The black breath of the whole body quickly emerged and flowed, forming a gas shield in front of him. Almost at the same time, a strong flash of light burst out from the tabletop.

Even if he hid behind his air shield and closed his eyes on his back, Crick still felt that his eyes were dry and unbearable by the irritation, and at the same time his mind was dizzy.

Opening his eyes, seeing the bright light dissipate, Krick frowned and turned around, only to find Robben standing there, drenched in sweat, panting, the silver light on his body disappeared long ago. .

However, Crick does not have time to pay attention to Robben now, and the sight before him has made Crick open his eyes and even feel a little at a loss.

The golden scepter on the table was wrapped in a hazy silver sè brilliance, and in the silver sè brilliance, there were so many lights and shadows, and these lights and shadows condensed into images in mid-air...the things that only exist in legends .

Crick could hardly believe everything he saw, "This... these are all..." Halfway through the words, Crick stopped by himself, and beside her, a shimmering shadow slowly rotated. With.

It was a light like a long sword, it was Crick's light sword!

Robben breathed a sigh of relief, "Ah... yes, the shadows you see now should be all the forms that this thing will take. It should be very clear now, which magic weapon in history is this? Things, you should know."

The corner of Crick's eyes trembled, and he couldn't help moving his eyes. His face was astonished. It would be better to say that he had reached the point of some fear.

"These... actually all! Could it be that... this thing has always been passed down in the history of the Protoss, but it has always been different! It has never stopped!"

"I think it should be the same. With such a baby, there is no reason to keep it in dust."

Robben condensed a water ball and threw it into his mouth, pointing at the lights and shadows and said: "Now you can tell. If I am right, these things should be famous weapons in the history of the Protoss. Of course, some of them may not be because of the time. I know, but as long as you know it, it should appear in the hands of the strong, and that's how it was from the beginning."

Crick felt as if he had stepped into a kaleidoscope, with hundreds of lights and shadows floating in the air. Looking carefully, as long as he could recognize them, they were all extremely powerful weapons.

Slowly, with a sluggish expression on his face, he walked around, and Crick swallowed his saliva. Nene said, "Almost...just what you said."

Robben chuckled, "I know, huh... I don't know which **** this thing is the work of in ancient times. It seems that this can indeed be called a weapon of ingenuity."

"What exactly is going on?"

"Very simple!" Robben pointed to the light and shadow floating in the air, "These things, in fact, have not changed in essence, or they are just a kind of things. When they begin to accept users, they will The condition of, presents the corresponding form by itself, and has the corresponding genus xìng, it can also be said... When there is no user, this thing is nothing, and only after the user is regained will it appear in its own form. I Thinking... Maybe there is no limit to the number of changes in this thing, because what kind of user it encounters will show a corresponding shape."

"But..." Robben squinted at the golden scepter wrapped in silver brilliance on the table, "I doubt that the prototype of this thing is actually this golden scepter, if I guessed it correctly. Now it appears. These weapons should rarely reappear in history, but this golden scepter has appeared the most times!"

Crick nodded vaguely. "It's true. But why..."

"When the energy is almost exhausted and needs to be replenished, it will naturally be beaten back to its original form."

"Exhausted energy!?" Crick couldn't understand.

"Then, my Lord of War, can I ask. In fact, you possess such a powerful divine power, does it have a lot to do with your light sword?"

Crick was startled, frowned, "What do you mean?"

"On the surface. I just want to ask, does this sword seem to have endless power for users to use?"

Crick was obviously reluctant to answer this question. He frowned for a long time before he replied in a muffled voice: "Yes, this sword is not only unique in its own characteristics, but it can also generate extremely powerful power, sometimes not even at all. I need to deliberately urge."

"Then do you know where this power comes from?"

"Such powerful divine tools have very strong power. Isn't it a strange thing!?"

But this thing has been circulated in the history of the Protoss for many years, even a treasure from the ancient times. In such a long time, this thing has been used by users, and I don’t know how much power was consumed, but today It is still extremely powerful, why is that? It seems that the God Realm also has some other ancient aborted treasures, but those things are now scrap copper and rotten iron. "

"This..." Crick couldn't answer for a while, but his eyes fell on the golden scepter on the table involuntarily, but he immediately avoided it.

"I think you have guessed that this thing has been used continuously for so long, but it hasn't been damaged or turned into a pile of scrap iron because it itself is like a lifeless Time-limited creatures will repair themselves and replenish themselves. When a portion of their energy is consumed, they will transform into other forms for self-repair, which is...the current golden scepter form."

Crick did not refute, but his face looked a little pale, "You mean..."

Robben said in a deep voice, "This thing is not about burning the enemy's vitality, but plundering xìng to forcibly **** all the surrounding life breath except the user, supplementing its own energy consumption, just like...we eat. same."

Crick's face became paler when he heard this.

"It can be said that this is a process of self-repair. In this process, the user does not need to be powerful to control it. After all, the strong are only a minority, so this thing always appears in the hands of some humble little people, I think ……That should be caused by a situation like you and me. Some powerful beings have lost the right to use this thing for some reason. After the energy is extremely consumed, this thing will soon be in the hands of other people. Appears again in the form of a golden scepter."

"And when this thing has absorbed the vitality and is full of power again, it will once again show a form of releasing powerful energy in the hands of the real strong."

Robben looked at the golden scepter still suppressed by the magic circle on the table, and sighed, "In short...this thing is alive!"

Crick was stunned for a moment, "What...what? Alive!? You...don't say so disgusting!"

Robben smiled, "No, I just said... In fact, this is not a dead thing, but a soul! Many items that are soaked in powerful energy will condense strange things for a long time, and there is no shortage of them beginning to own Soul and life. This is actually a rare sight, but nothing disgusting."

"But..." Robben frowned and looked at the golden scepter on the table. "But the way this thing replenishes energy is a bit to be discussed. This way of devouring the lives of other creatures can be said to have been reached by all creatures. To the point of disgust."

Crick couldn't help saying: "I see...this thing chooses you to present this form, maybe it has something to do with your own strength! If you are right, this sword is in my hands. It will be used for a long time. I am afraid that the energy consumption has not yet reached the point where it needs to be replenished."

Robben's face hardened a little, "This...this is not impossible. After all...this thing may also choose the owner's belongings. Although my power suppresses it quite well, but speaking of it, This is the most irritable one, and it may have affected something."

"I think this is the reason!" Crick walked to the table and looked at the scepter on it. Asked, "In other words, this thing is for your own sake. I found a master who is most suitable for it. I don't know how you plan to use it in the future?"

Robben shook his head, "I don't plan to use this kind of thing."

Crick was taken aback, "You don't plan to use it?"

"Yes, I don’t want such a **** and dangerous thing to be by my side. In my opinion, this is just an evil existence that uses countless lives as energy. Then I will slaughter countless lives. I don’t want to leave him behind. By my side, I still want to live a good life with my family."

"But... but you already know the inside story about it, and you can control it well, right? This is the treasure of our Protoss! You..."

"I don't think it is a baby!" Robben glanced at Crick. "Do you dare to stand in front of Fang with this swap-in scepter?"

Crick was at a loss for words.

Robben laughed, "This thing doesn't have any recognition ability when activated, and since it has a soul, it may not be strictly controlled. As long as there is a possibility of one in ten thousand, it can also have accidents. Yes, that kind of accident...I must completely stop it."

Crick was silent.

"Leave it to you to handle it. I don't want to see it again. You'd better handle it in a safe place. You must know that this thing has a soul. I just took the life of the spirits. Magic tempted to communicate with it, and then suppressed its will with the magic circle, and then the present scene appeared. If you leave it wherever it is, it may slip away by itself."

"Take it to me?" Crick's face suddenly turned dark, "This thing is yours, right now, if something goes wrong, you want to push it on me?"

"This thing originally belonged to you! But you pushed it to me!" Robben immediately retorted.

Obviously Crick’s lip service still needs to be strengthened. Robben just said one thing, and she couldn’t catch her mouth. After a long time, she snorted, "Anyway, this thing is no longer mine. It I chose you myself, and it is the face you found this thing. I have no reason to help you with this troublesome matter. If you leave it to me, I will give it to Losey."

"Dare you!?" Robben couldn't help but excite the spirit after hearing this.

Crick sneered, "Joke, you say you throw it at me and throw it at me. Why can't I throw it at your little lover! Is my life so worthless!! You need to know that you are this thing? Master, if something goes wrong with this thing, I will be the first to die!"

Robben couldn't help being silent. Crick said right. This thing himself doesn't seem to have any right to hand it over to Crick. Since this thing now recognizes itself as its master, then... Although it is dangerous, it must not be. Don't admit it, it is the safest in your own hands. "

After thinking about it, Robben had to say: "Well, I will keep this thing temporarily, but... don't expect me to do anything with this thing for you!"

Crick stared back at Robben, "I hope this thing will not appear again! If you go crazy with this thing, I really don't know what the consequences will be!"

Robben stopped speaking and waved to the golden scepter on the table. A piece of silver light suddenly disappeared into the air. The scepter suddenly neighed sharply, and the light and shadow reflected in the midair disappeared instantly. His own voice disappeared, and he lay there quietly again.

Fingertips shone four different colors of light onto the four magic stones on the tabletop. The light of the magic stone dimmed together, and the entire magic circle collapsed.

Robben picked up the golden scepter on the table and frowned. He really didn't know what to do with this thing for a while.

Crick looked at Robben’s god, and said mockingly: "In history, many guys have flocked to this thing, and now it’s right in front of you. You are still picking and choosing. You must know this thing. But it is very likely that I like you to appear in front of you in this form, I want someone else's words. I should have laughed from ear to ear now."

"Then I really hope that someone who can laugh from ear to ear can take this thing away."

"Then there may be countless creatures that have dried up in advance."

When Robben heard this, he frowned again, and simply threw the scepter into his ring, "I will find a safe way to deal with it. You don't have to worry about it anymore."

"Haha... I have not worried about it. Although this thing is very dangerous with you. But I have to say, to some extent. This thing is safest with you once. You better remember at this point."

"I see." Robben was a little irritable.

Crick sat down again with his bipod on the table, and said leisurely: "Actually, I don't believe in fate, but sometimes, when something happens, you can only marvel at its coincidence. This This thing has been circulated for countless years in the history of the Protoss, but it seems that something like this has never happened before. I think there may be a reason for this, maybe... this is the so-called fate. I can't say it. Why, but I think... you should hold it, don’t throw it somewhere you think it’s safe, it’s good for all of us."

Robben smiled, "When did you learn prophecy?"

Crick also smiled, "I don't even bother to learn the deceitful tricks of prophecy, but...foreboding, I'm sure there is indeed, and...my foreboding has always been more accurate. "

Robben couldn’t help but look at Crick more. He suddenly remembered what the front teeth had said to him. He couldn’t help but ask directly: “Tooth once said to me that you have a very strange ability because of the existence of this ability. Your strength does not occupy the upper hand among the war gods, but when you activate this ability, other war gods are far inferior to you. Could it be that...is this premonition?"

Crick laughed, "Didn't Ya tell you what is going on?"

"No, Ya told me that this involves your secret, so he didn't tell me."

The corner of Crick’s mouth was upturned, obviously he was very happy to hear the news, "Yes, this is indeed a secret of mine, but it is not an important matter, but if a potential enemy wants to ask, I naturally don’t I will tell him that sometimes, even the smallest advantage can determine the outcome, but I didn't plan to tell you everything about me."

Robben was helpless, and it seemed that Crick was unlikely to tell him anything, even at this time.

"Well, it's okay if you don't say anything. This is almost the right choice. We... Behind the friendly relationship, we are actually hostile, although that will be a long time later."

"You don't need to emphasize this point, even if it is a long time later, I will prepare well first."

Robben completely gave up...

"Okay, don't let it go... Regarding this scepter, you still don't want to tell the tooth for the time being, lest she worry, she is already busy enough now, let's take care of our own affairs first. ."

Crick nodded, "Speaking of which, how do you feel about Ya's condition when you return to the God Realm this time?"

"The condition of the tooth? What condition?"

"I know that the current situation in the God Realm is very unfavorable to Fang, but look at her state... is it very anxious or comfortable?" Crick asked expectantly.

"Ah, that woman is very nervous. I think although she is a little annoyed, she has not put the plan to solve this matter into the process. Simply put, she has no idea about this matter."

"Ya is not a very nervous woman!" Crick immediately glared at Robben.

"Well...I mean, Ya is very detached, very detached! She doesn't feel anything about this, and she still does her own thing. Is this okay?"

Crick showed a clear smile, "I think... it's almost the same. Haha, she doesn't care much about outside affairs, there's really no way."

Robben sighed, this is exactly the same as himself, so why did you stare desperately when I said it!

"Anyway, it's better to consider us first." Robben looked up and down Crick. "So, I think it is most important to deal with your business first."

"My situation...isn't it all right now?"

"It can only be counted, and there is no way to turn around to a good point immediately." Robben emphasized, "I think we should leave this place. It is no longer safe here, and the terrain is not suitable for our extended defensive formation, those dragons If we do it again, we won't be as lucky as this time."

"Then when shall we attack?" Crick frowned and asked with some worry.

Robben walked to the door of the big tent. Turned back and said: "When you can really do something with that Ruda, now you are like a little white poplar in front of him. You only have to be slaughtered for meat. And it's not enough to stuff your teeth."

Crick didn’t respond to Robben’s slightly sarcasm, or completely held back it. Seeing Robben was going out, Crick said in a deep voice, “In your opinion, when will I be able to return to the past? Level?"

"It depends on you. If you can suppress this force like me and use it reasonably, then what you say can become a reality, but if you can't, you have no choice but to die! This period of time It's the most critical moment. You'd better be enlightened, it will be a hellish suffering, terrifying and endless."

Crick's eyes flashed slightly, "I will do it, and it's better than you."

"I hope it's like this!" Robben thought for a while and said, "You take the Pioneer Camp and leave here immediately. I'm going to Caton now to determine the situation of the dragons. I will return to you soon. Are there any problems in discussing the next countermeasures?"

Crick pondered for a while, shook his head and said, "No, be careful. Now there are so many weird things gathered over there."

Robben nodded and walked out of the big tent.

Although it went smoothly and got a reasonable reason to go out, Robben felt uncomfortable. The problem of the golden scepter was pressed into Robben's heart, as if a boulder made Robben feel very sulky.

Saying goodbye to Losey, Robben quickly left the Pioneer Camp.

The Dragon King had already taken the dragons to fly in the direction of Caton. In view of the speed of the dragon, Robben had to find the nearest teleportation formation and appeared directly in the teleportation formation closest to Caton. This may be noticed by Crick, but once in a while there should be no clues.

Robben advanced into the city and immediately notified everyone that the hordes of dragons were about to arrive, whether it was Queen Biris or the second prince.

No matter who it was, the dragon came to form an alliance.

It was ten noon at noon~www.wuxiaspot.com~ All the people gathered on the city could not help but look up to the sky, thinking that the loud dragon roar had fallen from the sky, in the strong light, A huge black shadow began to appear in the air, falling...

Robben had to marvel at the way the dragon flies. These guys flew unimpeded at a very high altitude, flying to the destination and falling down. It is estimated that only dragons can do this kind of thing. These guys fly up. There seems to be no need for airflow.

When dozens of hundreds of giant dragons rumblingly fell outside the city of Caton, the whole city was shocked, and some of them even thought that there was an earthquake.

"This... this, I think I have been worth it in my life, I have seen more strange sights than my ancestors combined!" The second prince stood at the head of the city in full costume, with a look of astonishment.

Nalan frowned, "It seems...my food will be in serious shortage."

Queen Biris didn't say a word, her eyes still stopped high in the sky, where a huge shadow was slowly falling down at the end.

"It seems...my clone seems to have arrived." (To be continued...)