Douluo angel and knight

The sky in Longgu has always been groggy, like the dusk at the end of the twilight.

How many years has there been no real starlight or dawn in Dragon Valley?

Count 10 years?million years?Calculated at the time flow rate of Dragon Valley, tens of millions of years?

no one knows.

The Dragon Clan is a race that has been forgotten in the long river of time. Humans only know that the blood of the Dragon Clan represents the ultimate violence.

No dragon knows.

The dragon souls in Dragon Valley are just wandering around in a daze, they have already lost the right to remember the time.

The few living dragons outside the Dragon Valley also don't know.

They are either in a daze, or exhausted, or chasing the past glory, they don't have the time to count the years.

Maybe, God knows?

The gods must have known it, and they must have recorded how the gods defeated the rebellious clan.

But God will not specifically inform the people who need to know this length of time, it is just their talk after dinner.

The fallen dragons are no longer fearsome and violent, but a group of sad bones that anyone can step on.

So, how many years?
Dragon, how long has it been since he flew to the shining stars, soared in the gorgeous sea of ​​stars, and waved his claws at the stronger ones?
No one answered, no dragon answered.

There is nothing, only the long emptiness and loneliness left.

"Roar!!!!"

Only the sky filled with dragon chant!
No one is needed to answer, and no dragon is needed to answer.

Just roar!

Giant dragons don't need people to remember or miss them, they have already engraved themselves deeply in the long river of time.

Just soar!

Dragons, don't need dragons to keep their sanity, they only indulge in violence and fighting.

All you need to do is fly to the starlight that is raised in the distance!

They only yearn for a wider world and more beautiful stars!
No nostalgia, no need for lingering and long-term love!

No need for burial either!
They didn't care about the bones and remnants!
Just follow the thrown starlight and charge!
"How dare you!"

The colorful monster with its head held high on the ground finally ceased to be silent.

It wasn't a dragon chant when he opened his mouth, but a question filled with panic and anger.

Perhaps it is the anger of being despised by humans?Or is it the panic of being rebellious by the subjects?

No one answered, no dragon answered.

There are only Xinghui getting closer, and the dragon's voice getting higher and higher.

monster?Dragon God?leader?Co-owner?
It doesn't matter!

The tradition of the Dragon Clan and the identity of the challenged are fine!He just needs to be strong!
Charge towards the stronger one, just wave your claws at the stronger one!
It is the shining star, the horn of the angel to destroy the world, and the banner of the knight's charge.

The moment the dragon flame gushed out of the monster's mouth, it fell down with a bang!

The ground was neatly cut open, and Long Yan also scattered left and right.

It was as if the sky and the earth were first divided before the eyes, and the light suddenly appeared.

It really is light, blue starlight.

But that was just a lance.

It's just a lance, illusory and glowing with blue light.

But it is followed by thousands of troops!

Water, fire, earth, wind, mountain, light, and darkness, seven giant dragons whose bodies are much larger than other dragon souls came first.

Not for worship, but for usurpation and slaughter!

It was like a war, a ritual.

A supreme war, a coronation ceremony!

The colorful halo is roaring crazily while marching, composing the bloody and grandeur of the war;

The seven-colored dragon souls are struggling to bite, singing the cruelty and solemnity of the ceremony;

The endless flying of colors sings heartily, deducing the rage and courage of the dragon clan.

"Roar!!!"

Until the golden mad dragon broke into the battlefield like a meteorite, bringing blood and scales all over the sky;

Pale silver behemoths recite ancient dragon poems, dominating the pervading elements and streamers.

They are also dragons, powerful dragons, proud dragons, war-crazed dragons...

Live dragons!

"Stars!"

Until the yellow mist in the sky dissipated, only the stars were left in the sky!
The tip of the spear cuts through the long night, and the blazing light shines in the sky. When the stardust gathers, the knight leads the stars!
Every meteor fell, and there was a dragon chant, and continued to charge with life and anger!

Meteors are like rain, and Longgu, which has been lonely for countless years, is no longer peaceful, playing a fierce and long-lasting battle song!
There is a dragon chanting about it and singing, with the starlight all over the sky and the bones everywhere as its stage.

"Come the knife!"

There is golden light coming across time.

The man in golden armor screamed and dissipated.

It is the dragon-slaying sword that Wuhundian and Soul Beast have not seen for a long time.

Not surprisingly, how could a false leader of the dragon clan allow it to fall into the hands of the rebels?

It is not the real head of the dragon family, not the god who really subdues the violent race with his fists.

It's just a fake, it doesn't have that kind of self-confidence, it doesn't have that kind of overbearing, and it doesn't know the tradition of the Dragon Clan.

It can only advertise its existence by its camouflaged scales and colors, and it can only subdue the restless dragon soul by the nobility of its so-called blood.

Even if it is crazier, its strength is not weak.

It still needs to rely on the so-called magic knife to maintain its self-confidence and status.

But is it useful?
The magic knife is used to punish and restrain the clansmen who made mistakes, but in the current scene, is it a mistake?
"idiot!"

The deep voice was like thunder, full of sarcasm and disappointment.

The brown scales of the mountain-like giant dragon fell off, and the blood flowed like a stream, but he still swung his long tail against the so-called dharma knife.

It has no effect, not even the sharpness of a normal sword.

"The coronation ceremony is not under the jurisdiction of the magic sword!"

The strong wind brought words, which answered the doubts and doubts in the eyes of the colorful counterfeit.

And that momentary loss of consciousness and doubt made it retreat and make it flustered.

The blood has never subdued the dragon soul, the magic sword has never punished rebellion, and the status will only arouse anger.

There is nothing left of it.

Only panic and fear remained.

Even though it still has strength and madness, it has already ushered in the end of its defeat.

The long claws of the golden mad dragon pierced through the colorful scales, and the giant dragon wings of Cangyin scratched the panicked head.

The end of the song, the end of the play.

Then ushered in an even more frenzied second act!

The dragons rushed to the new king standing on the corpse of the old king!

The crown is recognized by the dragons, it cannot be inherited!
Meteors are still falling, regardless of enemy or friend.

She is just a witness.

Until the dragons were exhausted, they all bowed their heads.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

There is no dragon chant in the Dragon Valley, only the bowed dragon soul, and the sudden wild laughter.

On the ground where the bones were shattered, light suddenly appeared.

Dreamlike colorful lights.

Accompanied by laughter that resounded through the world.

There is no superiority in laughter, only domineering and unquestionable.

The sky full of stars suddenly fluctuated violently, and a huge and illusory dragon head protruded.

He is black, and the black is dotted with colorful stars under the starlight.

"My son and daughter, you are very good."

His gaze fell to the Gold Dragon King and Silver Dragon King with their heads held high.

"Oh, it seems to be two daughters. Forget it, it doesn't matter.

"In the future, the Dragon Clan will be handed over to you."

Then the stars were reflected in his gaze, the knight was reflected.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Thoughts flashed across the dragon's eyes.

"It seems that there is nothing to say. You seem to know what you should do here."

"Yeah, it's very clear." The knight stretched out his hand and retracted Fan Xing.

"Liberation of Holy Blood · White Flowers Stagnate Blood."

Like a spear stained with blood, it fell to the ground, and countless white flowers bloomed in this barren land.

Then gradually dyed red, with the gradually solidified dragon body.

The Dragon God looked at the many dragon souls who looked up at him.

No hatred, no complaints, no incomprehension.

There is only fanaticism, only fighting spirit, just like the dragon clan waiting for an order to charge countless years ago!
"Roar--!!"

It seems to be roaring, it seems to be howling.

The sound shook the boundless Dragon Valley.

Driven more dragons!

"My honor! We chase!"

Dragon Yin is calling, shouting.

The mighty dragon might!

"My inheritance!"

Dragon Yin is shouting!
Dragon Shadow circled.

"My home!"

Dragon Yin is shouting!
The dragon soul dances.

"My legend!"

Dragon Yin is shouting!
The pride of the Dragon Clan is shouting!

"My Journey!"

Dragon Yin is shouting!
The dragon soul is shouting!
"My guardian!"

The dragon soul is shouting!
That was the last voice of the Dragon Clan.

That was also the last cry of the Dragon Clan.

"We're back—"

Dragon Valley is collapsing.

A group of dragons dance wildly.

The sky and the earth are trembling, the planet is trembling!
……

War is never unreasonable, and it is never up to those who start it to decide when to stop.

The same is true for the Star Luo Empire's declaration of war.

It will not change due to the death of the emperor who declared war, it will only ruthlessly drag the already chaotic empire to continue running wildly.

Dragging his ally Tiandou Empire, dragging the dregs of the old era towards death.

The Star Luo Plain outside of Star Luo City.

It was originally a boundless farmland, and it was the strength of the Star Luo Empire to compete against the Heaven Dou Empire with a smaller land area.

But now it is not.

It is the battlefield.

Just like its owner, no matter how strong and iron-blooded it is, it is impossible to be an enemy of Camelot from another era.

It can only change its destiny passively, from a production base to a boundless battlefield.

Countless armies and soul masters fought on this night.

On the Xingluo City Wall is the newly elected Xingluo Emperor Dai Tianling.

He was originally a side branch of the White Tiger family, theoretically the Xingluo throne should never be related to him in his life.

But the main vein of the white tiger is dead.

A group died in the palace, Dai Mubai executed a group, leaving only his somewhat talented branch pretending to be crazy and fooling around.

Then he became emperor inexplicably.

The dying emperor.

At least that's what Dai Tianling thought. He tried his best to communicate with Camelot.

It's a pity that Camelot ignored him. It was you Xingluo who declared the war, and it was you Xingluo who wanted to stop the war. Is war a joke?

He has asked for help from Spirit Hall.

Wuhundian's answer was that he was preparing for the Noumenon Sect and had no time.

According to the covenant, he notified the Ontology Sect, and the Ontology Sect sent out a bunch of soul masters.

A group of soul masters with old-fashioned concepts.

The soul master is supreme, the family is supreme, and the bloodline is supreme.This is what this group of soul masters have been talking about all year round. They hate Camelot and are hostile to paladins.

He even rejected the soul guide, thinking that the soul master should rely on soul skills and himself, and relying on external things is not the right way after all.

Quite pedantic.

'If it wasn't for the fact that soul masters really couldn't lack soul beasts, I'm afraid they would even be hostile to soul beasts. '

Dai Tianling thought so.

Then he looked towards the flames outside the city and listened to the endless fighting.

With a self-deprecating smile on his face.

'It's always ridiculous without me, the king of subjugation. '

"Should we escape, escape to Noumenon Sect, escape to other continents, I heard that your Star Luo Empire has built a big ship from somewhere, and is still trying to communicate with other continents?"

Fearful murmurs sounded beside him.

Looking back, it was another person who had become the king of subjugation.

--avalanche.

Next to him was Xue Xing who was already sitting in a wheelchair.

He is really the king of subjugation, because the Heaven Dou Empire is gone.

"Let's see when the time comes, that ship can't hold many people."

Dai Tianling said so, but looked outside the city.

'Escape, where can I escape, it is better to escape to hell, I believe that hell will never have Camelot. '

In the boundless night sky, there is a huge war monster floating.

But it didn't participate in the war, it just floated like this, watching the battlefield below.

On the airship, Yang Wudi and Niu Gao crossed their arms and looked indifferently at the fight below under their ferocious helmets.

There's really no need to meddle.

Perhaps it is a tradition, people on the mainland are always used to soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, soul masters against soul masters.

Maybe Yuu?

It's the last war, it's better to make this war a real war so that it can be recorded in the annals of history.

The paladins below are flying, the soul beasts are roaring, and the soul guides are shining.

"But I always feel that there is still something missing?"

A dull voice came from under Niu Gao's ferocious helmet.

Yang Wudi didn't reply, he knew what Niu Gao was talking about.

According to the words circulated by Camerone, it lacks a sense of epic.

"coming."

Yang Wudi suddenly raised his head, the missing epic feeling came.

The sky and the earth suddenly shook, and everyone on the battlefield, on the city wall, and on the airship began to shake.

Only Yang Wudi and Niu Gao stood firm and watched the great changes in the sky.

Suddenly there are more colorful spheres.

It seems to be the moon, and it seems to be another world.

Everyone started to look up.

"Is it the God Realm?" Niu Gao asked.

"I don't know, but it looks very similar." The spear appeared in Yang Wudi's hands, and nine soul rings shone behind his head.

"Does the God Realm want to intervene?" Niu Gao let go of his hands clasping his chest, and a sword and shield appeared in his hands.

"I..." Yang Wudi suddenly stopped.

There seemed to be a voice coming from the sky.

getting closer.

"Roar--!!!"

It's Dragon Yin.

Yang Wudi had heard of it.

Before the next dragon chant sounded, the giant dragon covering the sky and the sun had already flown across the battlefield.

Dragons are faster than sound.

It was a black giant dragon with colorful starlight shining on its scales.

It flies towards the colorful sphere in the air.

It seems to charge, it seems to return.

There are endless dragons behind it!
Like fire, like shooting stars.

Like rain, like weaving.

They are all flying towards that colorful world!
Where is the hometown of the Dragon Clan?

Is it Dragon Valley?Douluo star?

Yes or no.

Their true affiliation is the God Realm, the Star Sea!

……

Dragon Valley dissipated like this.

That strange little plane disappeared.

Only the two gold and silver dragons who were imprisoned in place were left behind, and the two newly crowned heads of the dragon clan were left behind.

Another small plane was left behind.

A small plane full of dragon eggs.

There are also three divine cores.

Time, space, stars.

But these three divine cores were actually gone too, and disappeared with the disappearance of the knight.

click...

Crackling sounded.

A young red dragon broke through the eggshell and limped to Gu Yuena's side.

It's so cool to write, let me cheer for such a chapter!