The Dragonslayer Spear completed its mission in the depths of the Thundering Sand Sea, and has been in the hands of the Dragon Master since it was brought back to the desert city by the young hunter. It wasn't until long after Feng Dust left the Hunters' Guild that he was re-handed over to him for safekeeping through an unknown senior.

After the concoction of the ancient dragon species and the master of Tresor, the sharp teeth of the previous generation of Fengshan Dragons can no longer be seen at all. Aware of the danger and importance of this weapon, Tresor deliberately made it as short and old as possible to keep it as low-key as possible, while retaining every inch of effective material as much as possible. Therefore, when it returned to the young man's hands, the bone spear had already turned into a bone short sword that was not good-looking. Anyone who sees it for the first time will not think that it originally belonged to the strongest of the ancient dragon species, let alone that it once stood hundreds of meters tall in the middle of the lake in Locklac, and was regarded as a spiritual pillar that could only be looked up to by countless people in the desert city.

For a long time, Feng Chen had always thought that in addition to constantly reminding himself of the nightmares on the swamp, this sword was nothing more than a special hunting tool that carried an incurable poison and could also exude the power of a true dragon—until he came into contact with the dragon for the second time in the swamp.

The accumulation of countless years of the Fengshan Dragon did not disappear after the fall, and the almost never-ending vitality of the true dragon penetrated into every part of the body, including of course, this giant tooth that lived the same life as Locklac. The pulp contains an amazing amount of activity, and as long as it is guided in the right way, this dragon-slaying weapon can also become a lifesaver for the ancient dragon species.

Oonaz's gesture before leaving, so that the dragon whisperer finally saw a ray of atonement. Hunting a real dragon means saving the life of the other, which is very fair, so that Feng Chenshen even thinks that it is a mission entrusted to him by the hunting god. Since then, in addition to the commission set up by Amphinis, the defector hunter has begun to hunt down the active cologne, hoping to be prepared before the hand in the shadows reaches out again.

In the event of the destruction of a real dragon, at this critical moment of fulfilling the mission, Feng Chen's heart calmed down. It's like a tense hunt that finally comes to the last moment to call for support airships, or a piece of material that has been trained for a long time, just waiting for the hunter to wipe off the oil and accept the color. Looking at the dying unicorn in front of him, the dragon whisperer even had a faint sense of relief in his trance, making him even subconsciously ignore the pain all over his body and the blurred right arm of his flesh and blood.

The strength of the ancient dragon's body is amazing, and it has experienced a fall from a high altitude, leaving no obvious external injuries, and there is no obvious fracture or dislocation of the bones. It's just that the dragon's blood swayed down, and the small half of the unicorn's body was dyed red, making the natural disaster powerhouse look extremely miserable. The corners of the young hunter's mouth twitched, and he held the bone blade behind his left hand, and the spine of the sword wiped a handful of the monster's bloody fur and sent it to the corner of the thunderbeast's mouth. The blood of the ancient dragon rolled down the blood groove like round red pearls, sliding from the tip of the sword into the monster's mouth.

A drop of blood entered his throat, and the Qilin's body trembled slightly, and the electric light around his body became brighter. Feng Chen's heart was overjoyed, and he pressed the blade towards the monster's mouth again. After feeding a few drops of dragon blood one after another, the ancient dragon's eyelids twitched, his eyes slowly opened, and his red eyes glanced at the young hunter who was kneeling beside him.

The silhouette of the body was reflected in the unicorn's pupils, and the dust was instantly bitten by a poisonous snake, and the one-handed sword fell off with a bang. He stared at him in surprise, and the dragon cavity hurriedly moved, and asked the Qilin, "Are you—"

"That's enough." A distant, ethereal voice rang out from the hunter's cavity, and the dragon's voice carried an unmistakable meaning, "Stop, now...... It's not time to use it yet. ”

The language of the True Dragon Clan naturally carries a force that makes people obey, and the moment the words fell, the feeling of falling into an ice cave spread again among the limbs and bones that sealed the dust. The Shadowhunter reached for the dagger that landed at his feet, but he felt a trench between his arm and the bone blade, unable to touch it no matter how hard he tried. His brows furrowed, and a wave of anxious and concerned emotions were projected into the ancient dragon's mind along the dragon's cavity: "Qilin! Put me down! I have no intention of hurting you! ”

A few drops of dragon blood gave the unicorn a slight amount of strength, causing it to wake up briefly, but it was only temporary. The life force peeled off the bone blade will be exhausted in a moment, and if the young hunter does not continue to rescue him, the ancient dragon species will still not escape the fate of falling.

"What a nostalgia, the breath of an old friend. Mo Lan of the previous generation was as powerful as a mountain in the entire True Dragon Clan...... No, it's time to say that it's a more advanced generation of Mo Lan. The unicorn's mouth opened and closed, as if it was reminiscing about the smell of the mountain dragon that lingered around it. After repeated battles and sacrifices, he was ravaged by the dragon pulp again, and in the perception of the dragon cavity, the spiritual world of the Qilin was almost collapsed at this moment. But the tone of the ancient dragon species was still calm, and there was no strangeness at all when his life was about to end.

"I have no ill will! This sword could save your life...... But you've got to let me go first! Seeing the Qilin's eyes in a trance, Feng Chen's tone was aggravated again, and he shouted loudly. The Dragon Whisperer himself was badly injured, and the sharp pain in his arms and body made him dizzy.

"You've worked hard, Dragon Slayer." The unicorn let out a "hmm" and was silent for a few seconds before speaking slowly. Hearing the natural disaster calling him like this, Feng Chen couldn't help but be stunned, and then realized. The True Dragons have their own way of connecting with each other, and when they defected to the hunters and returned to the Swamp, the Xia Dragon seems to have known about the events on the Thundering Sand Sea. In this way, it is not surprising that Feng Chen's identity was recognized by the thunder beast in front of him, "I didn't even expect to wake up for a while and take another look at this world - the next time I recover, I don't know what this world will become." ”

As he spoke, the ancient dragon raised his head with difficulty, and the wound on the monster's neck was suddenly pulled, leading to a stream of blood with black clots. Its silvery horns touched Dust's chest, and an electric current flowed down the armor into the young hunter's body. The place where the current passed did not cause the slightest paralysis, but brought a melting warmth, and Feng Chen's shoulders shrank, but he felt a soreness and itching all over his body, and even the pain in his arm was relieved a lot.

"These, even if they are a trivial thank you."

"Don't ......!" While realizing what the Kirin was doing, Feng Chen hurriedly hid back. For the ancient dragon species at this moment, using the only remaining vitality to urge the talent to heal the young hunter's injuries is undoubtedly to make its injuries worse, "You will die!" ”

"Oh, you're as stubborn as that kid." The ancient dragon species withdrew its horn, and its crimson eyes looked at the golden lion not far away, and his eyes were full of love and sorrow. The corpses of the Dragons stood silently, with the thick crossbow bolts of the Dragon's Rifle broken on the side: "In this battle, only Rajan deserves such an ending...... It was so brave, but it didn't use that courage where I wanted it to be. Before the arrival of the humans, I had tried to let it kill me first, but now it seems that it has finally been true to its choice. ”

"What are you talking about?" Feng Chen's expression was awe-inspiring, and there were complex and indistinguishable emotions from Qilin's mind, but there was no will to survive among them, as if this body that was declining had nothing to do with him.

"I mean, you're going to have to let me die." After waking up, the natural calamity powerhouse looked directly at Feng Chen for the first time, and said word by word, "This battle is my fate, and it has nothing to do with you. ”

"No...... No! Hearing this, the horror on the Shadow Hunter's face instantly turned into panic, "You can't die!" You're a true dragon, so you know the contents of that contract! Do you want to watch an entire continent plunge into war? ”

"Dragon Slayer! I'm running out of time, so shut up and listen to me! Kirin's tone suddenly became stiff. This sentence used the dragon language, which made Feng Chen, who was in the noise, stop for a moment, but the young man's face was flushed, and he seemed to be protesting something in his heart.

"Of course I don't want to, but war will come." The ancient dragon species sighed humanely, lowered his neck, rested on his front hooves, and slowly explained, "According to your human calendar, it has only been two years since the fall of the last member of the True Dragon Clan, and the last time was only more than ten years ago. How long do you think it will be before the next similar event happens on this continent? Three years? Five years? Or a year? ”

"This is a short period of time compared to the near-infinite lifespan of our species. Even if I survive today, it will only be a drink to quench my thirst and postpone the inevitable war a little. If I can't change the future that will inevitably come, the only precious bones of Mo Lan from the previous generation should not be wasted on me. ”

"But it's not all useless, is it?" Qilin's distraction caused Feng Chen to break free from the shackles of the dragon language, and the young man blushed and shouted excitedly, "As long as we can buy a little time, let's track down those guys who are hunting the ancient dragon......"

"Dragon Slayer, you should know that the human-dragon war was never started by a certain person or a real dragon." The silver thunder beast said in a deep voice.

In this world, human beings are the only ones who have no concept of hierarchy and race, which brings them unlimited potential and turns them into a proud and selfish species. As more and more humans master the way to kill ancient dragons, and more and more dragon slaying weapons are created without any impetus, battles like today's will inevitably occur more and more frequently. There are two wars to follow, and once this process begins, no one has the power to stop it until it reaches that foreseeable end.

"Not to mention that you only have the power of one person, that is, Mo Lan's bones, there is only this one piece left in heaven and earth, and it is burned to me, what will you do to stop everything next?" The ancient dragon species asked, but he didn't expect the red-eyed dust seal dust to give a decent answer. It took on a slightly calmer tone: "The most important thing about war is not how it begins, but how it ends." Mo Lan's 'lighthouse' is a treasure left to the entire continent, not just any battle, not just a dying true dragon. The weapon you have at your disposal has the power to end a war, it deserves to play a greater role in the war, and you shouldn't burn it out here. ”

"It'...... What else can be used for it? Feng Chen tentatively stretched out his hand to the bone blade on the ground, but the dragon cavity of the Qilin was still firmly bound to the young man, and his fingers had to stop more than ten centimeters away from the hilt of the sword.

"I don't know—" the thunderbeast replied crisply, "even the most ancient can't see the future too far away. But what I can tell you is that you have been in contact with two members of the True Dragon Clan, one of whom has delivered this remains to you, and the other has taught you the art of using it...... If they trust you and believe that you can find the best time to use it, then so will I. ”

"I'm running out of power, and I can't use the dragon language to influence your actions. Whether you want to keep the bone or use it at this point is up to you. Qilin said, his eyes slightly closed and he fell asleep, and the voice coming from the dragon's cavity was gradually fading and disappearing, "You might as well ask yourself if you want to really do something for your people, or if you want peace of mind in front of you, and give the entire continent an elusive future." ”

"Of course, you don't have to think about me—I don't care if I'm asleep or awake. After all, I've seen enough of the war-related scenes. ”

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"Captain Xiao Qin! And everyone from the Little Hunting Group...... Are you all okay? Old Harder had climbed over the rocky obstacles and finally appeared behind the young hunters.

"Harder-senpai! I heard Fang Cai's crossbow shooting...... "The girl hurriedly looked in the direction of the figure, but saw that the old knight's hunting suit was in tatters, there were blood marks on his body, and his steps seemed to be stumbling badly, and the little leader's eyes suddenly became more worried, "What are you ......?"

"Don't worry about me, how about sealing the dust? Where is he? More than ten meters away, the old hunter hurriedly asked.

Xiao Yang held his twin knives and pointed at the place where the ancient dragon fell: "That kid doesn't let anyone get close, so we have to protect him here." Talking about trying to save the ancient dragon species, I've been waiting there for five minutes, and we don't know what the situation is now. ”

"Wait, there's going on over there......" Harder narrowed his eyes and made it in.

In the next second, under the gaze of everyone, the thunder light around the ancient dragon species first lit up, and then his back stood up from the ground. The head of the natural calamity powerhouse was raised high, and the thunder light surrounding him was powerful and dazzling, and the blood stains on his body had been washed away at some point. The monster scrambled on all fours, spun around in place, and took a leisurely step in the direction of the edge of the ancient tower.

"Hell!" Xiao Yang exclaimed in surprise and wiped his eyes vigorously with the back of his hand, "Ancient dragon species...... Really come to life? ”

"No, I can't feel it." Lu Xiu's voice came from the side of his companions, and the dragonman was holding the arm of the female flute, and his breathing was rapid and weak, "It's dead, and the current Qilin is just going to find its own grave." ”