Huh? Are they all real?...

Therefore, she neither knew that he was a stranger who had been stuffed into the body of an evil dragon as a disguise, nor did she know how extraordinary he was.

Therefore, in her view, it was as if the infamous dragon, which had been notorious for tens of thousands of years, had truly turned into a foolish lizard that nimbly crawled around.

No, this is an evil dragon???

What happened during the years I was gone?

For the first time, Dark Moon experienced what it meant to be out of touch with the times.

In the end, it was Gu Long's voice that pulled Dark Moon back from her astonishment:

"Moon Goddess Selene Serafield, Bloodless One, what are you doing here? I didn't invite you, and dragons and vampires have no connection, so are you here for the other party?"

"Is this your own decision or the Moon King's decision, as he too is a returnee?"

This was originally just Gu Long's judgment based on the fact that the Moon King and the Lionheart King were both Returnees, without any deeper thought.

At most, He thought that the two might know each other and be allies.

After all, they were all dead who had returned.

But what He didn't know was that it was precisely because of this sentence that He was labeled as someone who had to die in the eyes of the two goddesses!

Without needing to say a word, the two goddesses exchanged a brief glance and reached a tacit understanding.

As Denise snapped her fingers, an insurmountable storm enveloped the entire battlefield.

The dark moon in the sky also willingly fell into the storm. Then the goddess revealed her true form, and the cold moonlight transformed into a longbow, which she used to draw the string.

The only pity is that the Holy Lance is not here. Otherwise, with the Dark Moon transformed into a longbow and the Holy Lance as an arrow, and the storm pulling the bowstring, it would surely slay any god!

This scene made Gu Long raise his head slightly.

"It seems I was right. The Moon King and the Lionheart King are allies? If that's the case, does that mean the Sword and Shield King, the Eternal King, and even the still unburied Augustus are on your side?"

"So many kings, so many returning heroes, what exactly do you want?"

Neither of the two goddesses answered him; they simply exerted their power silently, preparing to kill the last ancient dragon.

Seeing that they did not answer his question, Gu Long raised his head completely, looking arrogantly at the two goddesses and said:

"Very well, let's fight without saying a word. I am Gu Long, I am a god, I fear no challenge!"

Ancient Dragon's chest was already bright red, and his mouth was full of dripping, scorching red fire.

Then, He stood on His two feet, supporting His body on the ground, and grasped the thunder in each of His claws.

As the arrow was shot, dragon breath and thunder met it head-on.

The massive shockwave from the collision of divine powers caught up with the evil dragon, which had already crawled away and flown far away, almost instantly.

The majestic evil dragons, as imposing as mountains, were swept away like leaves in this exaggerated, apocalyptic shock.

"Mommy! I don't want to play anymore!"

The sense of powerlessness it felt in the previous battle against the gods instantly took over again.

Before its head smashed through some soil and rock and it fell into a coma.

All it remembered was hearing a dragon's roar amidst its cries and wails:

"At worst, we'll sink this continent!"

Upon hearing this, the evil dragon had only one thought in his mind—do you gods have to be so exaggerated?!

Then, it was knocked unconscious.

-

Moen, still trapped in that collapsing world, also raised his head at that moment and looked up at the sky.

Although there is no such thing as a sky in this world, Moen knows that the sky is above, not based on his own perception, but on the world's judgment.

Noticing Moen's unusual expression, the second daughter asked:

"what happened?"

The youngest daughter, who had been very active among the elves and dwarves, dared not say anything and always hid behind her older sister.

However, at this moment, she peeked out from behind her sister, looking at her with concern.

Moen sighed and said:

"I heard the roar of a dragon."

"Isn't this normal? Two of the three blasphemous dragons are already dead. The remaining dragons, having lost their protection and not being devoured, will all be torn apart by the collapsing world, rather than being repatriated."

"It's normal for them to roar."

Moen shook his head and said:

"It's not theirs, it's from the ancient dragons."

"Ancient dragon?"

This time, the youngest daughter came out from behind her older sister.

"Isn't there only one ancient dragon left? The only one you spared, Kolossanx?"

"Yes, it is Him."

The Elder Dragons committed heinous crimes during the Age of Gods, and Kolossanx was the only Elder Dragon who did not participate.

He felt that his kin had done wrong, and he believed that the ancient dragons should always follow the original teachings.

Therefore, He is also the only ancient dragon to receive a pardon.

"What's wrong with Him? Is it because of this?"

"I don't know either, but it seems to be dying."

This statement surprised the two girls even more.

As deities who ascended to godhood from ancient dragons, they found it hard to imagine that any other deity could kill their opponent in a direct confrontation.

Although people generally agree that each of the Sequence Zero pathways has its own merits and it is difficult to distinguish which is better, the reason why people who become gods are different is because of the different races.

Therefore, the differences between them are still quite obvious.

The ancient dragon Kolossonx is one of the very strong ones.

They were so strong that even if they were caught off guard and took one or two hits from a full Holy Sword, they felt that their opponent would be fine.

"So who can kill Him? And I remember He doesn't seem to be able to be killed."

The second daughter, to her astonishment, revealed a shocking secret that even Coruscant himself was unaware of.

As the last ancient dragon, He cannot be killed!

He is a being similar to the Child of the Abyss.

As the last of the second sons who did not pass away, He enjoyed immense forgiveness and protection.

It is only said that the blessings and crowns of the abyss come from the primordial, while His come from the firstborn.

Moen was silent for a moment before saying:

"We should hurry."

The two girls naturally had no objections.

They also wanted to see their eldest daughter as soon as possible.

-

Outside Holy Sword Village.

Asadron, the last remaining of the three-headed blasphemous dragons, was also quite annoyed as he looked at the village before him.

She had roughly figured out the situation of the holy sword.

So after noticing that the Linde bug had helped her attract the attention of the youngest son.

She went straight to Holy Sword Village.

This is where the final part of the Holy Sword is located.

She had no intention of destroying the holy sword.

She couldn't destroy the original sacred artifact, and she couldn't even understand how the Holy Sword was divided into three parts and then reforged into three new Holy Swords.

But she is Azadron who devours the past.

She had her own ways of trying to escape this predicament.

That is to devour the past of the Holy Sword and house one's own memories as the Holy Sword within it.

In this way, as long as Mo Zifen Guofen takes the Holy Sword, she will be able to escape as well.

The plan was very tempting, at least in her eyes.

So she came here directly, but what she didn't expect was...

She was actually stopped here!

Moreover, the one who stopped her was just a mere mortal.

After glancing anxiously at the sky, she looked even more angrily at the human in front of her, whose body was almost half burned to a crisp.

She remembered that this guy seemed to be the current hero of Holy Sword Village.

This is also a tradition of the village. As a dragon that devours the past, she knows that the origin of Holy Sword Village is that the guardian of the Holy Sword wanted to cultivate people who are qualified to wield the sword.

It is said that this was also the youngest son's wish.

He hoped that the holy sword He left behind could serve as a weapon for heroes to ward off all evil.

So the guardian of the holy sword selected a suitable person to train. However, over countless generations, the person's descendants gradually multiplied and developed into a village.

Yet, no one was qualified to pull out the holy sword and become a hero.

Upon closer reflection, perhaps this is precisely the indication that the youngest son has never actually died?

Was He simply trapped by something?

However, even she couldn't know more.

Moreover, she had no interest in exploring these ancient secrets.

All she wanted to do now was get to the location of the Holy Sword and begin her final attempt.

just

"Why won't you just die?!"

Unlike other dragon species, Ashadron's dragon breath is a cold, crystal-like fire.

It was icy cold, yet it burned through everything.

The enormous crystal flames engulfed everything.

The young man, whose body was half charred, still drew another replica holy sword to resist and challenge the dragon's breath, just as he had done before.

The replica of the Holy Sword, which Holy Sword Village had been trying to replicate for countless years with only one chance of appearing, shattered easily.

But the young man withstood the dragon's breath with far greater resilience than the holy sword itself.

The young man still hadn't fallen.

Asadron felt a slight sense of fear:

"Why aren't you dead yet? You're clearly just a mortal!"

Everything went smoothly at first. There weren't any powerful superhumans in Holy Sword Village because they had been screened out from the start.

The only people inside were the elderly, women, children, and some teenagers who could only be considered to have some fighting ability.

Therefore, her arrival was devastating.

But then, the young man, carrying a large number of replica holy swords, stepped forward and blocked her path.

He altered the rituals of Holy Sword Village, binding them to his own life.

She couldn't kill him, and even she couldn't enter the village.

Whether it's dragon's breath, conceptual erasure, or pure biting, it's all possible.

Besides leaving her with pieces of dragon scales peeling off and wounds of varying sizes,