Chapter 67

The sun sets.

The black and gold dragon lies on the gray stone cliff, quietly overlooking the huge fortress between the mountains and rivers in the distance.

Half of the dragon's body is shining like a platinum sun, while the other half is as deep as a dark night in the deep sky. It can be seen that the golden body is stronger than the black body on the left side. The dragon's horn standing on one side is like a long gun, pointing straight to the sky, as strong as gold and stone.

The purple black scale powder continuously falls off and spreads from its gently waving wings, mixing with snow dust and gray sand, and turns into a chaotic fog, which spreads along the wind towards the forest below, and then submerges into the dark shadow.

In the shadow, there are countless silent figures, their eyes twinkle with purple blue light, chaos charms the eyes of these beasts, and corrodes their minds like poison. Now, the animals have lost the ability to think. Immersed in bloodthirsty frenzy, they can no longer see anything except the enemy and the king.

Only in this dark purple fog, they can get a little comfort and keep a minimum of calm.

"... hiss."

Generally, the black dragon has no wisdom, but it is a beast that obeys instinct, but it is different.

With the waving of its wings, the snow on its body is swept down. The dragon stands up slowly, stands on the cliff, and looks at the army that belongs to it. His eyes are shining with inexplicable brilliance, as if he is thinking.

The purebred black erosaurus is a descendant of the plague spreading Cologne. They were born in the deeply infected carcasses of wild animals and propagated like spore fungi. Deep in the central black forest of the mainland, there are hundreds and thousands of black eroding dragons living and reproducing, but only one of them can break through its own limit and awaken to the golden "true God".

The dragon in meditation used to be one of them. It succeeded, but it also failed.

In the deep mountain nest, it broke through its own limit and began to undergo thorough transformation in the bone breaking pain. But when it was half transformed, on the other side of the mountains, another one of its kind awakened faster than it. Under the inexplicable induction, it was killing all over the forest and hills and locked the black and gold dragon firmly in order to survive, The dragon can only abandon his nest, interrupt the awakening only once in his life, and flee.

It passes through the black forest, breaks through the floating clouds, and reaches the South China Sea where other people of the same kind have been in the future with the speed of crossing the human and spirit countries in one night. Only in this way can it get rid of the newborn golden Cologne that has been chasing behind it... At that time, it has no wisdom and is extremely weak. It finally breathes a sigh of relief, and then instinctively chooses an uninhabited island to land.

On the island, it found a secret cave, in which there are many human skeletons, and there are many strange patterns on the cave wall. The evil totem and altar exude an ominous smell. However, how can the exhausted black dragon understand these things? It quickly entered, and then fell asleep.

But even in the near coma of deep sleep, the endless pain caused by the interruption of metamorphosis is still tormenting it. It's deep into the bone marrow, like the pain of ants biting. It's a torment that the dragon can't endure. Even the black dragon without wisdom can't help but have doubts.

Perhaps, it should not stop metamorphosis, but try its best to see if it can succeed before the other party comes.

Perhaps, even if it is to interrupt the awakening, it should not be so embarrassed to escape, but to fight hard, even if the loss of life will make the enemy pay the price of bleeding.

But what about that? The past is gone. It's alive now, and it just wants to be alive.

Endless pain accompanied by deep despair intruded into the heart of the dragon, let its will continue to degenerate.

At this time, it seems to feel the atmosphere of sinking. The evil runes on the cave wall are gradually lit up, and the light also appears on the altar. Soon after, a strange voice is heard in the heart of the sleeping black dragon.

It is the most obscure language of the dragon, and the most learned scholars dare not claim to be proficient in the complex language, but it can clearly understand and get the wisdom of thinking and replying to the voice in an instant.

"Give, get."

"Chaos on the earth, foolish dragon, make your choice."

……

At the end of the memory, the black and gold dragon slowly closed its one eye.

Even it can't remember what it paid and what it got.

But anyway, the black dragon with wisdom knows that it is no longer the black dragon that failed to wake up in the past. The power of chaos breeds and transforms in the body, and spreads infection through its scales and viruses. It is more intelligent and powerful than in the past.

There is order between real chaos. Pure chaos means eternal extinction. Life and soul are the most ordered chaos, or the most chaotic orderThe mission entrusted to it by the mysterious voice is to kill the intelligent life as much as possible, and open several seals at the extreme north of heaven and earth with their souls and flesh as sacrifices. The more sacrifices, the faster the seals open, and the longer the strength and life it gets, and even the possibility of a second awakening, Remove the eternal pain caused by the failure of awakening.

The sun sets completely, the double moon's brilliance lights up gradually, and the silver white light covers the earth.

"Hiss!"

With the roar of the chaos dragon, the originally silent Black Forest boils up in an instant. With the sound of footsteps as big as ground shaking, countless animals infected by chaos rush out of the black forest, and the roaring sound resounds through the sky.

Their target is the fortress in the distance.

The war started again.

——Fortress

The double moon rises.

Holding a gray iron wood staff, a woman with violet hair stands on the wall covered with frost and snow. She silently looks at the White Mountains and black forests in the distance, as well as the surging tide of wild animals, and then gives a slight sigh.

Vildany scaret, a golden mage, looks very young because of the remolding of her golden advanced and extraordinary body. However, it has been more than ten years since she took the title of Earl from her father and became the Lord of Moldova. At the age of three or thirteen, she has been the mother of two children, He has also fought back more than ten Kuroshio events over the years, which can be called rich experience.

But even so, the mage who had seen countless storms could not help feeling at a loss for the scene in front of him.

Blizzard slants down from the dark gray sky, and countless Warcraft rush out from the Black Jungle in the distance between the howling cold wind. It is endless and boundless, just like the black raging waves. Among them, there are tens of thousands of winter wolves and giant ice mammoths, The fierce white bear and the lower dragon beast are mixed together to form an array, and the giant bat and flying dragon hovering in the mid air are as dense as black clouds.

"200000..."

The number of points covered the plain like a tide, with the rapid influx of wild animals, verdini was grinning bitterly. She didn't know what to say. She could only repeat softly: "200000 Warcraft, this is almost the whole black forest pouring out."

The purple hair mage's estimation is not wrong. In fact, the whole Warcraft near the great AEAS mountains are gathered together by some existence, and control them to attack the crumbling fortress back and forth.

Not many times.

Wildany looked at the herds which seemed to be no less than a few days ago, and looked at the wall which was full of broken pits and cracks under her feet. She thought of it in despai