The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Warner Protoss, Shrine

Niold stood on the high platform, surrounded by the gods of the Warner Protoss. The expressions on everyone's faces changed slightly, but no one knew what he thought.

A golden light suddenly lit up on the horizon, Niald looked at this scene, his heart moved suddenly, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face.

"It's the army of the Asa Protoss!"

A voice came from behind, and many gods' eyes lit up and looked in the direction of the golden light.

For many years, the Warner Protoss has never become so excited when seeing the army of the Asa Protoss appear in Warnerheim.

Whether it is Niald or the gods of other Warner Protoss, they are all aware of one thing, that is, they may not be opponents of the Dragon Race, and they need the help of the Asa Protoss to defeat the Dragon Race.

The expression on Tyre's face was indifferent, and he didn't care about the greeting of the Warner Protoss at all.

With the golden light steadily falling on the high platform, Tyre came forward alone.

"By the order of the lord **** Odin, come here to help the Warner Protoss stick to the line of defense."

As he spoke, he saw Natiel spread out his palm, and a faint golden light began to appear in the palm of his palm.

Seeing the golden light fluctuating in Tyre's palm, Niald's heart was slightly relieved.

This golden light is not an ordinary thing, it is called the core of the gods.

With this thing, you can add unlimited divine power to your shrine, so that you can ensure that your line of defense will not become weak due to insufficient divine power.

Tyr pushed his palm up, and the core flew towards Niold.

"Leave this to you, and the outside will collect it from me."

Seeing Niald controlling the core in his own hands, Tyr spoke.

Hearing this, Niald was taken aback for a moment, looking at Tyre with a puzzled expression.

You know, he had never thought that Tyre would make such a request before.

According to Niald's plan, Tyre exists as a reserve army, after all, Tyre is Odin's son.

It was only at this moment that when Tyr said that, Niold knew in his heart that he could not persuade the other party and could only follow Tyr's decision.

At this time, Tyr was eager to try, and he was faintly looking forward to his first battle with the dragon clan.

You know, the West Wing Hezhou is full of news about the dragons.

Invincible exists, is invincible, and almost becomes the master of the entire world.

In Tyre's image, the dragon is the fish on the chopping board, letting it be slaughtered by itself.

Therefore, Tyr had long wanted to fight the dragons, and he had proven his position as the West Wing Hezhou God of War.

After discussing the matter, Tyre led the army toward the outer line of defense.

At this time, he couldn't wait to fight a battle with the dragon clan.

...

Warnerheim, Dragon Palace.

Countless dragons in the periphery are arranged neatly, and various dragons are intertwined, like an insurmountable mountain, suppressing the entire deep sea.

Under the sea at this time, countless sea clan monster clan, watching this scene in front of them vigilantly, they were terrified for a while.

They had never seen the Dragon Clan in West Wing Hezhou actually so powerful.

The gathered Longwei was actually no weaker than the aura of the Warner Protoss, or even surpassed a little.

If at first they were worried that the dragon clan would be defeated, there was no sign of worry at all at this time.

In terms of aura, the Dragon Race still has room to rise, but the Warner Protoss has already begun to decline.

Regardless of quantity or strength, the dragons that are aggregated are truly powerful.

Countless Huaguang began to flicker, and the dragon clan looked towards the Long Palace hall one after another.

Seeing that the hall door slowly opened, Ao Fan and others walked out of the hall slowly.

His eyes swept across a group of dragons, and then Ao Fan's voice slowly sounded.

"Everyone! I am waiting to gather here today, not for others, but to wash away the enemies of the Dragon Clan's fiasco!"

"Why does the Warner Protoss monopolize the gods, claiming to be the guide of the ten thousand races, but the dragons like me can only be reduced to monsters and survive?"

"Why is the Protoss war in the God Realm still taking strict precautions against my Dragon Clan, and can't wait to let my other clan exterminate?"

"There is only one reason! That is that they are afraid that our dragon will rise again, trying to completely wipe the dragon from this world!"

"Can I just kill it?"

"Do not!"

The loud voice sounded instantly, and countless dragons began to scream frantically.

Feeling the incomparably powerful Longwei fluctuations, Ao Fan's face showed a touch of relief.

With the fighting spirit available, the odds of winning the dragon race in this battle are a little bit more.

"In that case, what shall I do?"

"Destroy God!"

With the deafening roar, a smile appeared on Ao Fan's face.

"The army is out!"

"Goal! Warner Shrine!"

With an order, countless dragon races began to take action one after another, moving towards the Warner Shrine.

...

Countless dragons began to march in the direction of the shrine.

For a time, the entire ethnic group in Warnerheim watched this scene in shock.

In their view, the slogan of the god-destroying slogan shouted by the Dragon Race may not be a joke, but a real intention to destroy the god.

In retrospect, the previous divine battle between the Asa Protoss and the Warner Protoss can also be called the Battle of Destroying Gods.

That battle lasted for tens of thousands of years, but I don't know how long this battle of the gods can last.

century? millennium? Or ten thousand years?

No one knows how long this will last. The only certainty is that in this case, a large number of gods will fall.

Countless people began to look forward to the first battle after the start of this **** war.

The first line of defense of the Warner Protoss is almost not far from the Dragon Palace.

Countless protoss began to gather, and Tier stood quietly in front of the formation, with a faint smile in his expression.

At this moment, I saw a divine power fluctuating in the distance, and then I saw a blackened piece of the dragon army.

Watching this scene, a look of excitement appeared on Natyr's face, and the spear in his hand was horizontal, and the divine power on his body began to fluctuate.

"Dragons are coming, prepare for battle!"

With an order, countless sacred cannons were slowly pushed out, and the formation on the sacred cannons began to emerge.

Countless divine powers began to gather slowly under the urging of the formation.

With a loud "bang", a light blue beam of light in the magic cannon shot out in the direction where the dragon came.

A golden light appeared instantaneously, blocking all the blue light that hit.

Watching this scene, a touch of surprise appeared on Tyre's face.

It can be seen that there are dragons who are familiar with the tactics of the gods, and perhaps it is the dragons who fought with the gods tens of thousands of years ago.

But in the dragon camp at this time, it was no one else who stopped the artillery, it was Rawat.

A sneer appeared on Narawat's face, and he said lightly: "How many years has it been? This operation has really not changed at all."

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