"Weird...... Thing! “

Looking at Froze, who was wrapped in twisted steam in front of him, the mouth of the soldier who had been completely knocked out spat out a weak disdain.

For the material world, it cannot be strictly defined as a completely peaceful world.

In fact, for the human instinct of evil and good, war may never be extinguished.

And for mortals who can't feel all this, it's because they live in a peaceful country......

In those smoky regions of this world, fire and blood speak of wild and primitive bestiality!

"Monsters? Maybe......"

Froze looked at the soldiers in front of him, their guns still inflicting very fatal injuries on him.

But compared to the threat of guns, their lives seemed to Froze to be ......

Weak!

A twisted heat sizzled in Froze's hands, and it was deadly enough!

Yes, when the mad, furious dragon blood melted into his body, he was no longer the pure human he once was......

He can shoot hot flames and manipulate them.

He knew that this was the ability of the lower bloodline that had inherited the dragon's breath, which he had realized from the chaotic fragments of information when he had gained it.

After all, he wasn't what he was now:

He's a brainless, brutal thug.

Before incorporating into Dragon's Blood, he was a being who had successfully obtained higher education as a low-caste caste and excelled in it.

In the current context of his country, this requires not only the wisdom and will of the individual, but also the favor of fate.

For such a being, he knew that if he drove his own power, he could obtain a more terrifying strike effect.

Through his long maneuvering in the underground caverns, he gradually mastered how to use his fire abilities to create deadly hot areas.

Froze knew that this form of ability development of his was obviously no threat to those who were truly powerful.

But for mortals with relatively weak vitality, this hot area that can easily distort the air is enough to cause them to die a painful death.

The strength and fragility of life has always been something that needs to be measured......

Froz stood up, and at this time, this town in the corner of the material world was completely conquered by him!

His soldiers looked at their leader with fear.

Yes, madness does not fully explain the land.

When it is focused by the wolves of the world, it is doomed that it will never be calmed down.

And for Froze, he wants to fulfill some of his ambitions here.

A new era has arrived, and he hopes to leave his name in this unprecedented wave!

When the world observes and describes this turbulent era, it is enough for him to occupy his own space in it, or just a paragraph!

"Chief, we have new information.

As Froze pondered what to expect from the future, one of his scouts ran up.

Froze took the information and looked at it, and suddenly his eyes with some vertical pupils became excited!

A blazing flame burned the note with certain information written on his hand to ashes!

"Let's go! How can they be worthy of such a life! “

Without any hesitation, Froze led the soldiers directly into the distance.

And in the farther afield, some faint howl, but also with the breath of a certain apex predator, resounded in the iron cage!

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"Warrior Monk! Ancient dragons will destroy those who dare to hunt them! “

The soul of the Golden Dragon King, who was already weakened, looked at the super giant eight-armed warrior monk in front of him.

It knew that this time it would not be able to escape the fate of destruction.

It had already died once a long time ago in that great war with the Outlands Existence.

When it comes to death, the Golden Dragon King's Soul is not afraid or panicked.

But when something exists, whether it's flesh and blood or negative energy.

Destruction and death are always worth trying to escape.

For the soul of the Golden Dragon King, it couldn't tell what it was like to die.

It may have been a long slumber for a dragon.

Or perhaps, it is a fleeting 10,000-year time......

When the line between black and white is blurred, who knows what it will be like to see the light of day again?

"Hunting? No, I'm not a dragon hunter, though I do know one. “

Yi Qiu looked at the Golden Dragon King's Soul, which had completely lost the power to resist, and he moved his gaze to the other side:

There, Bikz, wrapped in dark green power, nodded at him.

"Lies are meaningless, I have already smelled the strong dragon resentment in you."

"Do you think that just that mortal thing trying to master evil powers will be able to awaken me?"

The Golden Dragon King's Soul ignored Bikz who was heading towards it, and it locked the last of its entire energy onto Yi Qiu.

From the bottom of his heart, for Yi Qiu, the soul of the Golden Dragon King didn't feel so angry now.

Maybe before he died, he was still interested in fighting him.

But now, after a long period of death, it has become very weak......

"Dragon's grudge?"

Yi Qiu shook his head, this was obviously some kind of vague magic mark.

The magic mark, which is not mixed with too many functions, is actually not so easy to clean.

Because of the particularity of their need to fulfill the basic mission, they are often put a lot of effort into the concealment of the designer.

Against special magic markers, a simple purification procedure doesn't have much effect.

Especially for the kind of simple, recognizable magic sigils, it can sometimes seem very cumbersome.

It's like an adherent that emits an odor, no matter how tiny.

But as long as it doesn't go beyond a certain limit, it can always be discovered.

And for an adhesive that is colorless and odorless, and does not cause any tactile effects, it is a bit troublesome.

Sometimes, mere means of observation are not very useful for this kind of magical imprint.

To get rid of them completely, a more complex process is required.

Of course, for Yi Qiu, except for those magic imprints with plane information locking, he rarely cares about these now.

After all, he has not removed the marks that those evil things have given him.

"I'm just here to get food......"

Yi Qiu looked at the Golden Dragon King's Soul, and there was no cruelty or wanton fluctuation in his gaze.

As he stated, his killing of dragons was not based on the evil nature or wealth of the other party.

It's because they're really good high-grade magic ingredients......

"If I had met you tens of thousands of years ago, I would have fought you in a big fight, and if I could win, I would have swallowed you alive - this is my highest respect for the strong......"

"It's a pity that I don't have flesh and blood now, otherwise I wouldn't mind if you ate my ......"

The Golden Dragon King's Soul slowly rose from the ground, and then stared at Yi Qiu with its broken huge vertical pupils and said.

"Eat? A good idea, for which my evil power ......"

On the other side, Bikez unleashed his evil power on the Golden Dragonlord's Soul.

Suddenly, a faint green glow and a certain suppressed roar gradually spread through the depths of the Dragon Nation...... ()

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