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Chapter 772 769. Dragon Blood
Poseidon was very angry about Sera's despicable act of snatching her daughter away. Although she temporarily chose to give in on the other party's territory at that time, as she promised, she would make Sera regret her decision.

But after losing Kalina, the combat effectiveness of their small alliance was severely weakened. It was difficult for them to compete with the new Sun God relying solely on her and the God of the Sky.

The morning sun is also the sun.

So they need to find new allies.

The moist sea breeze brushed across her face, and the familiar salty taste calmed her originally restless heart a little. The power that gradually began to surge in her body also gave her a strong sense of security.

The vague illusion brought her back to the most beautiful and happiest times of the past.

At that time, she had someone she truly loved, and someone also truly loved her.

That was a long time ago.

After just a few moments of trance, she brought her attention back to reality. Now she needed to focus on what was about to happen. There were some things that even she could not slack off on.

The sea waves rushed towards the beach one after another, as if trying to swallow up the land.

The God of Sky floated a few meters behind the God of the Sea, looking at the sea in front of him vigilantly.

After they realized what the ocean was, this deep blue liquid seemed to the gods to be full of all kinds of secrets that they could not understand. Even to the sea god, the deep sea meant the unknown.

The sea water suddenly parted to both sides as if receiving an order, revealing a messy riverbed.

"You're calling us?" Noisy and overlapping voices came from the sea.

The sea god replied:
"I need your strength."

The sea creatures were silent for a moment before they answered:

"You've been asking for too much lately."

This sentence reveals the meaning of rejection.

The sea god's expression turned slightly colder:
"You owe me this."

The sound of the sea is rustling:
"The one who helped us was a powerful ancient god."

The current Poseidon no longer has the glory of the past. If she had made any request in the past, no matter how frequent or difficult it was, the other party would find a way to fulfill it.

But in recent decades, they had shown signs of annoyance when she had made only a few ordinary requests.

The best option now is to turn around and leave, wait for them to "forget" these feelings, and then talk to them again after a few hundred years. Anyway, a few hundred years is just a blink of an eye for her.

But she couldn't wait.

"This is the last time." Poseidon said coldly.

The noise faded away briefly, and the waves seemed to have calmed down for a moment.

"Okay." Their joyful and complicated voices came from the sea.

As they were answering, a terrible crawling sound gradually began to be heard in the riverbed. It sounded like some giant beast was stomping on the riverbed with its heavy limbs, or like a giant bloated flesh worm was dragging its body.

The eyes of the God of Sky became even more gloomy, and the face of the God of Sea also turned serious.

As the sound got closer, the beast gradually appeared before their eyes. Its rounded body looked like a fusion of a whale and a shark, but its head looked like a lizard that had never been discovered before. Its approach to them was like swimming and crawling. If you looked closely, you could see that this more than ten-meter-long behemoth had six short legs that were completely inconsistent with its body size.

It is these short legs that support it as it moves along the riverbed.

There is a pair of funny-looking little claws on his back, but they are actually wings that have completely degenerated after a long time. There are three pairs of giant sunken black pores on the back behind the wings.

The giant beast stopped in front of them, raised its head slightly, and looked at them with dim eyes.

"Shatad." The sea god said the name of the giant beast.

The sea goddess recognized this terrible creature, after all, it was she who ended its life with her own hands.

She never expected that she would be so destitute now that she had to rely on the remains of her defeated enemies, but she had to admit that the corpse in front of her, which looked basically intact, could indeed provide her with the help she needed.

This thing belongs to a complex and huge race of sub-dragons. Although almost all the dragons were slaughtered in that endless war, they still left behind descendants with impure blood.

It wasn't that they deliberately left a few dragons for them and other creatures to reproduce. In fact, all the dragons did completely disappear from the "world" at a certain period of time.

But that didn't stop their descendants from emerging spontaneously.

At some point, some strange-looking creatures would suddenly break out of the eggs laid by animals that had nothing to do with dragons.

All the ancient gods could see that the blood of the dragon flowed in their veins.

And killing all the egg-laying species will not reduce the number of their resurrections.

After careful study, the gods were able to determine that this was some kind of independent natural phenomenon, and even the extinction of egg-laying animals could not prevent the emergence of these descendants of dragons.

This is the struggle of those monsters after they die.

Among these revived dragon-like creatures, some individuals have extremely pure bloodlines. They almost retain the same appearance as their ancestors, and even their various characteristics are infinitely close to those of their ancestors.

And they also call themselves "dragons".

But apart from these "direct descendants" who are close to pure blood, there are more "defective products" whose blood is so thin that it is almost lost. These creatures that fail to completely inherit the appearance and characteristics of their ancestors are called "hybrids" by the proudest dragons.

In the past, humans and gods called them sub-dragons. Sub-dragons, like their ancestors, had strong sexual desires and reproductive abilities. Basically, all sub-dragons had no reproductive isolation, and they could also reproduce with second-generation dragons, which would make their offspring's bloodline more and more pure.

Under the careful planning of some giant dragons, these sub-dragon races multiplied to a terrifying extent without the notice of all living beings, and spread to every corner of the world.

The dragon group headed by the second generation dragon can almost be said to dominate the world.
Even humans almost became extinct in that "lizard explosion."

This is certainly not what the gods want to see, and although these lizards do not hold grudges and they slaughter humans simply out of arrogance, both gods and humans did participate in the massacre of their ancestors.

Moreover, the gods would not allow humans to be slaughtered at will by other creatures.

So on the eve of the rising of the Sun Dynasty - before dawn.

Theran led the gods to bring down divine punishment.

The ocean rolled and tore flesh and blood, the earth trembled and cracked, the howling wind swept up the giant beast, and the shaking tree roots pierced into the heart of the monster, and as the sun and the moon kept alternating...

Fire from heaven or meteorites falling to earth.