Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

The hair and bones are wild.

It is impossible to describe the kind of heart palpitations that surfaced deep in Mariano's heart at that moment.

As if recalling the ancient past when he was a mortal, every time he passed by that alley shrouded in darkness, he couldn't help but feel the deep fear in his heart!
Fear of the unknown!

The fear of those nameless monsters living in the darkness! !

Hot breath sprayed on the back of Mariano's neck, and his whole body stiffened. Even though he was a god, Mariano could not help but tremble with a sense of great threat, as if he were facing a natural enemy.

"Hmm, a god? It seems to be well developed. He actually has the idea of ​​​​taking Longxin Island leisurely."

The wailing dragon soul was faintly wrapped around his body.

This scene, which others were unaware of, actually appeared in front of the King of Dragons. The remaining soul fragments of the red dragon kept crying about their experiences.

"It was you who made the decision to leave Dragon Heart Island to travel. Since you decided to join the God War, success should be the iron rule that you should follow."

No mercy.

Itarek pronounced his decision on the remaining soul, and would not sympathize with the other party's experience.

But after all, they are both dragons.

Thinking of the extreme torture that the unknown red dragon suffered before dying, Itarek finally waved his hand casually, and the dragons immediately got permission to punch and kick Mariano!
And he himself was not idle either. The dragon's eyes moved slightly, and the mighty and terrifying dragon power was locked on a god.

The shadow of death emerged, swinging down the sickle, harvesting the life of Shen Zhuan as easily as grass.

In an instant.

Italek could clearly feel that an abundant amount of divine power and divine personality was infused into his body.

If converted into divine coins, there would probably be about four to five hundred coins!
As a price, the god fell to the ground without even saying a word, the divine fire was extinguished, and he didn't know how he died until he died!

The pupils suddenly narrowed.

The cold death that passed by made Mariano's hair stand on end, and his divine intuition told him that if he had been the target just now, he would also end up in the same end!
No matter how ingenious the layout and backup plans were, the unprecedentedly terrifying dragon in front of him was absolutely sure to bury himself here -!
Fear clenched my heart.

Mariano gritted his teeth and couldn't help but hope that the beatings from other dragons would be longer. It would be best if the other dragon's eyes would never fall on him.

However, this extravagant hope, no matter how small, is destined to be just a wishful thinking.

The 'Dead Hand Agreement' hidden deep in the body of every god present was activated, and in an instant, all the resources that had been kept free for many years were taken back!

My ears seemed to hear the sweet sound of the collision of divine coins.

Itarek closed his eyes intoxicated, enjoying the overdue satisfaction of this moment.

It's like an old farmer who works diligently in the fields, with his face turned to the loess and his back to the sky, finally ushering in an unprecedented bumper harvest in the autumn harvest season!
Without giving Mariano a chance to beg for mercy, the god's body, which was immune to spells of level [-] and below, silently disintegrated.

Only his soul was clasped tightly in the dragon's claws by Italek and suddenly crushed, and countless memory fragments poured into his mind.

Let the Black Dragon Lord quickly find the list of gods that should be dealt with next, as well as the temptation to Dragon Heart Island from the outside world that has been hidden behind Mariano from beginning to end!
"It turns out to be the God of Deception. Don't worry, it will be your turn soon."

Somewhere extremely far away.

A black-clothed god with a sinister face is located in his own kingdom of God. His eyes are fixed on the picture created by divine magic. His expression is cold, and he is staring at the King of Dragons who can deal with all the gods with a wave of his hand.

However, suddenly, a strange voice that I had never expected came from behind me so close.

Even the huge black dragon in the picture seemed to feel his gaze, staring straight at it, and then gave a cold and cruel smile!

The God of Deception suddenly took a breath, and the long-lost fear surged into his heart uncontrollably at this moment, and it was no longer possible to contain it!
"What the hell..."

The looming death crisis is fleeting.

It seems that everything is just my illusion, but as a god, how could I make a mistake? !
Not to mention that his priesthood is also known for its exquisite lies and murders. Any illusion should be insulated from him!

The screen is not there.

Easily erased by a higher level of power that the God of Deception cannot understand.

However, in a daze, the God of Deception felt that his deliberate temptation seemed to have touched a sleeping beast, making his hungry eyes fall on every god!
Rarely, pacing back and forth uneasily in the majestic and solemn temple.

In the end, cold determination appeared on the face of the God of Deception, and he made a certain determination, and he would never just sit there and wait to die!

Not sure what that actually means though.

But as long as you tie more gods to your warship, no matter what bad situation you will face next, you can always have one or two more chances of winning, right?
.........

Don't know at all.

Because of his smile on a whim, the mastermind behind everything had an indelible psychological shadow.

Italek was very satisfied with the reward from killing Mariano. A conservative estimate would be at least five to six thousand divine coins!

"The rest of the affairs of Longxin Island will continue as usual. You just need to be slightly more vigilant. There is no need to make a fuss."

Give instructions calmly.

Even though there were many gods standing on his enemy's side, Italek's natural words still did not waver any dragon's heart!
Year after year, day after day propaganda has deeply integrated unshakable loyalty into the blood and cast it into the bone marrow.

Not to mention that he personally led a group of elite dragons to invade another strange world not long ago. All the dragons who have experienced the terrifying power of Deathwing have already been convinced by Italek to the point of blind obedience!
Flying away from Longxin Island alone.

Deliberately restraining Long Wei tightly to avoid the embarrassing situation of dying wherever he goes.

As for the next trip, Itarek has already made detailed plans.

First, a large number of dead gods must be cleared out.

They seize the benefits of the era but do nothing, or they have no ambition to make progress after becoming successful, and they are obsessed with fighting among themselves and suppressing rising stars.

To some extent.

These gods consume the potential of the world and are the reserve food in Itarek's eyes. They will definitely be sacrificed in this harvest of divine power!
In the process, Itarek also needs to train an apprentice.

Strength doesn't matter.

Anyway, as long as you go through his teachings, you can become a god with great divine power at worst.

Therefore, rather than a starting point no matter how low it is, Italek cares more about the extraordinary brilliance displayed deep in his or her soul.

Enough to support the future mission, live up to Italek's expectations, become the leader of the new generation of gods, and finally play a leading role like a big brother when the war between the worlds breaks out, eliminate the inner ghosts and suppress the foreign enemies. !
Such an existence is destined to be hard to find.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, Itarek has enough to dig out that diamond from the endless yellow sand!
The gears of fate began to turn.

From the moment the King of Dragons left Dragon Heart Island, the Age of Gods, which was supposed to last for tens of thousands of years, was destined to undergo many earth-shaking changes!

.........

Everything that happened on Longxin Island, which they had never met before, had nothing to do with 'Kurt'.This is a fishing village.

Every day when I wake up from the damp and worn-out straw mat, the first thing that hits my nose is the lingering smell of the sea.

But Kurt has long been accustomed to this. Before dawn, he got up and washed up skillfully. He applied sea salt to the branches and brushed them casually, which was considered as the necessary cleaning was completed.

Time does not allow him to live a refined life, and neither does life.

The only good thing is that Kurt has gotten used to it.

Unearthed the half-broken boiler.

Cooking a hot pot of kelp soup was Kurt's unbeatable meal every morning, and some dried fish he carried in his pocket before going out to sea was his main meal during work breaks.

The last thing is the wooden boat tied tightly to the wooden house living on the coast.

This is the most valuable property that Kurt owns, and it is also a livelihood tool prepared by the fishing village for Kurt after his father died while fishing!

Until now, Kurt is willing to repay the villagers' efforts with fish catch.

Untie the rope.

After confirming for the last time that pure water, dry food, wooden oars and other things were all ready, Kurt expertly pushed the boat into the sea and rowed towards the rough ocean ahead.

Sailing on the sea is boring, and the blazing sun is scorching, making the process almost a kind of torture.

But fortunately, Kurt was used to it.

In the rise and fall of the boat.

Kurt successfully arrived at the fishing place in his memory. This was also the place where his father spent his life exploring and the best place to catch sea fish!

However, as a price, the waves in this sea area are more violent than ordinary places.

Eat the dried fish without any time to rest.

After Kurt took a deep breath, he jumped into the sea with a hand-held harpoon. The bright sunlight penetrated through the sea and formed into tiny fragments, glowing with a dazzling luster and bringing a gleam of brightness to the dark ocean.

The weight on his waist made it easy for Kurt to keep diving down.

Like a patient hunter, Kurt can even hold his breath for more than 3 minutes at his limit, standing still like a statue, just to shoot the harpoon in that instant!
Time passed little by little.

In the hard work of going back and forth between the boat and the ocean again and again, the harvest in the fish basket is getting richer.

And Kurt also needs to pay attention to avoid elusive predators. After all, no matter how flexible the fishermen are, the sea is not their territory after all.

The wave pendant on his chest shimmered silver in the sunlight from time to time. It was the only decoration on Kurt's body.

It was also his mother who was a gift in exchange for death.

The Church of Storms and the Church of the Sea compete for the authority of the sea. Unlike the Church of the Sea, which has a more moderate doctrine, the Storm has never been a good-tempered being.

But it happens that this fishing village falls under the jurisdiction of the Church of Storms.

The monthly religious donations are a heavy figure, which makes many fishermen breathless and struggling to survive in poverty.

Every year, some people cannot bear this torture and intend to go elsewhere to make a living.

However, there is a church blockade on land.

Without the church certificate they carry with them, everyone will be regarded as a spy sent by the Ocean Church, and being escorted to the mining area to mine until they die is their final outcome!

Even if they try to cross the ocean, there are endless pirates, even vaguely connected to the Church of Storms, who will never give the fishermen any way to survive.

Jumping off the deck is the easiest way to die.

I heard that all the famous pirate groups on the sea support the sharks, and what those beings who look like humans but not humans like most is fresh flesh and blood!

Kurt's mother died of an illness.

After Kurt and his father worked hard day and night, the two silver coins that should have been enough to buy medicine unexpectedly happened on the last day.

The pastor of the Church of Storms came to visit in advance, and deliberately raised some taxes because he disliked the poor mountains and rivers.

In the fishing village that day, many fishermen went bankrupt due to the sudden malice. Because they could not pay enough donations, they were arrested by the guards and never came back.

But Kurt and his father were spared because of their hard work day and night some time ago.

As for the price.

His mother died of this illness without taking a piece of herbal medicine until her death!
In this world of extraordinary existence.

The cries of mortals are too insignificant. No matter how many there are, only the weakest transcendent can solve them perfectly without leaving any further trouble!

Fortunately, Kurt was used to it.

Rain fell from the sky at some point, but Kurt didn't notice it immediately because he dived to the bottom of the sea.

And by the time the boy noticed it, the originally gentle sea breeze had already shown a manic side. The sea was constantly turbulent, making the boat drifting with the waves like a thin leaf, looking dangerously shaky!
There was no time to put the hard-earned prey into the fish basket.

Kurt immediately rolled onto the boat.

The violent turbulence caused his forehead to collide with the bow of the ship involuntarily. His vision suddenly went dark, and there seemed to be a viscous liquid sliding down.

Without time to think more, Kurt huddled up in the boat as his father had taught him before his death, holding the pendant of the Church of Storms tightly with both hands, praying to the mysterious god for peace.

But uncontrollably, a trace of doubt emerged from the bottom of my heart.

If the gods are really great, how could they allow this unreasonable natural disaster to appear in the world?

If the gods are really great, why do they impose such exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes, causing my mother to die in misfortune?
And if the gods are not actually great...

So why should I surrender my destiny to someone else, begging for a glimmer of mercy that may never come?

The seeds of taboo cannot wait to take root and sprout, and they will be destroyed in the stormy waves.

The wooden boat capsized.

When the cold and salty seawater poured into his mouth and nose indiscriminately, Kurt, who had already expected this, closed his eyes and let the gravity of the sea crush him.

Because there are no expectations, there is no disappointment and pain.

after all,

He has long been accustomed to it!
(End of this chapter)