hunt and eat

Chapter 896 The Slaughtered Grand Palace, The Finally Awakened Black Dragons

The city of hunters—East Doruma, although it is late at night, is still brightly lit amidst the hustle and bustle.

However, compared to the hustle and bustle of the outside world, the Great Old Hall located at the highest point is like being in another world at this moment, completely dead silent.

There are bloody corpses everywhere, and sticky blood spattered everywhere.

Standing in the blood that almost reached his ankles, Takihong in a bright red windbreaker grabbed the chief attendant Gujarohag with only half of his arm left and his whole body covered with torn wounds.

"You see, the death of these people is meaningless at all when they didn't have to do it."

"Your stubbornness killed them."

While speaking, Takihong glanced at the familiar faces of attendants beside him, and said with some helplessness.

"Can I tell you now, where is the thing that [Lu'e] gave you to keep?"

"Stop pretending... bastard!"

Gu Jialuohag spat at Takihong, who was close at hand, with disdain, but was easily dodged by the other party, and then turned his hand and smashed it on the pile of corpses below him.

"Forget it, even if you don't tell me, I can probably guess where it is."

"From the beginning of our fight until now... Whenever I get close to a certain position, you will take the initiative to speak and try to provoke me... This is very abnormal for a person who is used to being silent, isn't it?"

I didn't care about the sudden change of Gujialuohag's face, Takihong... No, the red dragon walked up the steps of the main hall a few steps until his eyes were at the same level as the curtain above his head, and then he stretched out his hand leisurely , knocked on a certain dragon-shaped sculpture on the wall of the main hall in front of him.

"Sure enough, hollow..."

The corners of the mouth were slightly raised, and the red dragon's right hand stretched out straight, easily crushing the sculpture, and took out a crystal that shone faintly with fluorescence.

There was no accident inside, a large group of silver-white mist-like spirals were circling, like a brilliant galaxy.

"[Tyrant's Core], it seems that it has been processed, and you can't summon that one's clone... Otherwise, it's all here, and you have no reason not to use it."

"What's the use..."

The red dragon was about to turn around and ask, but found that Gu Jialuohag had pierced his chest with the dagger at his feet at some point, and fell powerlessly to the ground.

"It's so decisive that it's admirable. Forget it, anyway, it's enough for positioning."

The red dragon shook his head, stepped over the messy pile of corpses, and was about to leave.

"Cough...cough~"

A hoarse voice, as if his throat was full of blood, sounded intermittently from behind the red dragon.

"You're still alive...Ming Chi."

Red Dragon's voice couldn't hear too many emotions, it was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

"why……"

"What why?" Red Dragon stopped, turned around a little bit, looked at the apprentice who had been following behind him since three years ago, and lowered the brim of his hat a little bit.

Half lying next to the corpse of his colleague, Ming Chi struggled to get up, but in the end he was exhausted and staggered and fell to the ground again.

Large pieces of internal organs continued to slide outward along the huge wound in the abdomen, gradually exposing the blood-red internal organs.

"I used to admire you so much, why did I betray you, you are obviously not like that..."

"So let's say..." Before the red-haired young man in front of him finished speaking, the red dragon held his forehead and said helplessly and impatiently: "The [Takihong] you know never existed from the very beginning. what."

An arm was magnified a hundred times and turned into a blood-red dragon claw that was nearly ten times larger than a human body. The red dragon waved violently to one side.

Amidst the loud explosion, the top of the entire Great Old Hall was instantly destroyed, turning into large pieces of flying rubble and smashing into the market at the foot of the mountain.

Screams and exclamations could be vaguely heard from all directions.

"I don't believe it..." Ming Chi stared at the red dragon, trying to hook him with one hand, but it still fell to the ground powerlessly.

Never move again.

In the cold Great Old Hall, the sound of sighs gradually rose, but soon fell silent.

"Longing is the feeling that is the furthest away from understanding."

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Super large ancient ruins - [Dragon Abyss]

Wearing a black robe, the black dragon in human form is standing in the deepest part of the Dragon's Abyss, with his hands behind his back and his eyes closed, contemplating something. Under his feet is a strange red light that stretches almost hundreds of meters. array map.

Indistinctly, there are countless indistinct dragon roars mixed together in a complex manner, echoing back and forth from the empty space.

flutter~
A strange bird covered in pitch black flew down from the top of the meter-high cave and landed on the black dragon's shoulder.

The black smoke overflowed from the bird's body, and gradually merged into the black dragon's body. The former also turned into fly ash while breathing, and there was no trace of its existence in the world.

"The red and black guy really couldn't hold back his shot."

"That's right, after all, it's the closest it's been to that realm in its life."

On the cliff not far away, Gu Xialong Huanzi squinted his protruding eyes, and said nonchalantly: "If it knows that it has been completely abandoned, or even used as a bait by you, it will go crazy." Lose."

"It has no chance to know." The black dragon sneered, and casually crushed a certain pitch-black diamond-shaped stone in his hand.

Large flakes of fine powder that were far larger than the size of stones slid continuously from the palm of the black dragon, and piled up knee-deep ash on the huge formation strangely.

"The greedy man will eventually find himself in a cage. This principle is applicable no matter what era."

The illusory flame slowly ignited on the ashes, with a palpitating smoky color.

Soon, a steady stream of sparks emerged from the ashes in large numbers, and under some kind of dark guidance, they gradually covered the surfaces of the different dragon-shaped stone sculptures around them.

Gradually, violent heartbeats sounded one after another.

Kacha~
As the surface of the first statue cracked, more and more stone carvings also appeared dense cracks one after another, and the sound of brittle cracks almost filled the bottom of Dragon Abyss for a while.

I don't know how long it took, when everything returned to silence, a total of 34 naked human figures of various sizes slowly walked out of the endless flames.

"Wake us up all at once, it seems that we have encountered unprecedented rebels."

The leader was a black-haired man, his chaotic black eyes swept around, but his brows were inadvertently frowned.

In a corner of the cave, the only two remaining sculptures are lying there quietly.

Although most of the surface was shattered, it still couldn't be completely cracked.

"Why didn't that guy Huihei and Xiahei wake up?"

The source of the blood of the Molten Mountain Dragon, [Melting Black Dragon] Magdalos hadn't finished speaking, so he turned his head to look at this black dragon... the ultimate black dragon Miraboreas.

But soon, his eyes tilted slightly, and fell on Gu Xialong Huanzi who was next to him.

"Why is Xialong with such strength still around? No wonder that guy Xiahei can't wake up."

Like most of the sleeping black dragons of the past dynasties, as the source of Xialong's bloodline, [Xiaheilong] Damingzhui can only re-condense the scattered power back to the main body when its own bloodline is on the verge of being cut off, and thereby awaken self-awareness.

With this as a standard, the strength of the Xialong in front of him obviously exceeded the necessary limit, so that even after the recovery ceremony started, the Xiaheilong, the source, could not really wake up.

A hand stretched out toward the position of the phantom purple, and the human arm turned into a ferocious giant claw burning lava like a mountain in the middle of the way, casting a huge shadow that covered the sky and the sun in the former's fearful sight.

Bang!
Endless blue-black flames rose from the ground in front of Huan Zi, forcing the black-melting dragon Magdalos, who intended to crush Gu Xialong, to retreat.

"What do you mean?"

The tone of the molten black dragon Magdalos gradually turned cold, and the trembling breath rushed towards the thin figure standing in front of Huan Zi like a tidal wave.

"That's my subordinate, and it's not your turn to deal with it."

The black dragon Miraboreas snorted coldly, and at the same time he refused to give an inch, a murderous intent began to rise faintly in his eyes.

"you……"

"enough!"

Seeing that there was going to be a conflict, a giant who was much taller than the two of them and nearly ten meters tall suddenly broke into the space between them.

A certain majestic aura that was older than eternity caused the pupils of the molten black dragon Magdalos and the black dragon Miraboreas to tremble.

"Enough sacrifices have been made, let's call it a day."

The giant, whose eyes were closed and weeping constantly, faced Magdalos, the molten black dragon, and said with great sorrow.

"..."

"If something goes wrong, you will take full responsibility, Jean Moran."

The molten black dragon Magdalos turned sideways unconsciously, while avoiding the opponent's aura, he said in a low voice.

[Peak Black Dragon] Gene Molan possesses the unparalleled strongest power among all the black dragon species, and is truly the strongest.

In addition, the other party is still a heterogeneous person who would rather sleep than see the death and injury of the ethnic group. Most of the crying at this moment is because he regrets the severance of the blood of the ethnic group, so even the melting black dragon is unwilling to touch the other party at this time mold head.

"If you have had enough trouble...can you go?"

A red-haired man who stood quietly by the side folded his arms and said in a nonchalant manner, and beside him stood a charming woman with a charming figure and long blue hair that reached the ground.

[Flame Black Dragon] Discatore, and his companion, [Flame Black Dragon] Discatli.

Both are also the source of the blood of the Yanwanglong and Yanfeilong, and their recovery at this time naturally means the demise of the group below them.

There is no doubt that the war that took place in the Forest of the Dead finally ended with the death of Gu Longfang who participated in the battle.

It's just that all of this was originally planned by the black dragon.

"I have an uneasy feeling that we'd better hurry up."

A certain middle-aged man in silver-gray armor responded anxiously.

[Steel Black Dragon] Kusao Daola, the source of the blood of the Steel Dragon Clan.

"I also have the same premonition, this time the opponent is unusual."

The white-haired beauty in a pure white tulle stroked her pale hair and looked faintly at the top of her head, "Although I am awake, a considerable part of my strength has been lost. The only remaining ethnic group seems to have used some kind of The method took away part of my original power."

[Lan Heilong] Tianjin disaster land, the source of the blood of the Lanlong clan.

By the way, no matter which individual of Lanlong's race, they all call each other Tianjin Scourge, but there is a slight difference in some intonations.

"Then let's go, count the time, that old thing is about to complete the mission of the bait."

The black dragon Miraboreas didn't have any objections. After nodding, he turned into a large black shadow and flew towards Longyuan.

Immediately afterwards, huge black shadows swelled up one after another, quickly following up with large shadows, and in a blink of an eye, only Gu Xialong Huanzi, who was inexplicably left behind, remained at the bottom of Longyuan.

"..."

"Sure enough, I'm superfluous..."

I don't know if it was a grunt of rejoicing or complaining, Huanzi randomly found a corner and lay down, knocked down the two unbroken stone sculptures behind her with a sweep of her big tail, and fell asleep soundly.

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(End of this chapter)