I am the Dragon King in the Dragon Clan

Chapter 707 World Tree

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"How about Erika?" Yuan Zhisheng stared at the broad figure walking towards him,
The person who came was different from Yuan Zhisheng's leather jacket, he was wearing a thick white protective suit, with a crow-like deep protective mask on his cheek,
It's not just the people who come here, on this land full of cracks and scorched earth, there are figures in white protective clothing almost everywhere,
They were scattered in every corner of the land in a rectangular shape, and as the front team advanced intensively, the rear team followed closely behind.

A brass-hued disc can be seen in almost every one of their hands,

"Report to the young master, Patriarch Uesugi is in good condition. He is painting in our temporary shelter." The visitor spoke respectfully to Yuan Zhisheng.

"Painting?" Yuan Zhisheng's gloomy eyebrows eased a little.

"What did you draw?" Yuan Zhisheng used the spider on his waist to support the ground, but his eyes slowly looked at the sky above his head.

It was a sky full of black clouds, and they were extremely low, like a mountain hanging above everyone's heads, making it difficult for everyone to breathe. Compared with the scene at this moment, the level [-] in the Atlantic Ocean The stormy weather was simply unbearable.

It is difficult for soldiers from various countries who enter it to display their basic military qualities under such a high-pressure state, and it is also difficult for most mixed races to maintain high-intensity work in this state.

Because the water vapor above the sky is not normal water vapor at all, they are condensed by violent elements, driven by the tyrannical and angry Longwei, they cannot dissipate for a long time.

At the same time, the mercury vapor, sulfur, and various radioactive substances from the explosion of the alchemy tactical nuclear weapon are intertwined and mixed together like densely packed poisonous snakes in a snake's nest.

The range of thousands of kilometers around here is shrouded in it, especially the core area of ​​the explosion, which has become a forbidden area for human beings. Even now, as a hybrid working in a chemical protective suit, he is on the verge of extreme danger.

In the No. 20 hours since they entered here, more than fifty members of the executive bureau have fallen into a domineering state due to loss of emotional control and hallucinations.

Moreover, Yuan Zhisheng judged that there is a high probability that they have not yet entered the core area. Although the elements here are disordered and violent, the level of domineering is far from being unbearable for him.

Even, Yuan Zhisheng thought about the team members wearing white chemical protective suits within a range of nearly ten meters around him. Their real identities are not members of the Sheqi Bajia, nor are they members of the Ghosts.
They come from the throne and are the attendants who guard the throne.

It is also the most special "mountain" group among the eight teams of Snake Qi. The players in it are all dragon species, and perhaps their blood is a little worse than that of a dragon attendant like him who personally receives the king's blood.

But it was also for this reason that Yuan Zhisheng knew that he was far from reaching the core area of ​​the battle. Although the situation of mixed races around him was getting worse step by step, as long as it didn't affect them.

It means that there is still a distance from the end point.
Yuan Zhisheng didn't hear what the team members said. In fact, Yuan Zhisheng didn't have much interest in knowing what Eriyi painted.

He just wants to take a short break now, the kind of someone nagging in his ear, and he steals this short free time to rest.The surroundings are too oppressive, a kind of oppression that weighs on my chest and I can't breathe.

But Yuan Zhisheng didn't find that kind of relaxation, on the contrary, the current situation kept popping up in his mind.

His state is obviously not right, everyone's state is not right, the poisonous snake hiding in the snake's nest has already attacked them, the devil is whispering in their ears, the dark side that is usually hidden is about to move,

But they couldn't fight back, let alone retreat.

before their task is completed.

Yuan Zhisheng slowly moved his eyes away from the surging dark tide, and then looked at the white tide advancing at a constant speed like a wall.

"Go ahead." Yuan Zhisheng ordered to the team members.

What surprised Yuan Zhi was that the team member in front of him did not move, but stared at his back with a pair of dark golden vertical pupils,

"Young master, this subordinate has offended you."

"What offends?" Yuan Zhisheng's footsteps stopped in place.

Not only Yuan Zhisheng, but also the team members on the opposite side raised their heads to look at Yuan Zhisheng unexpectedly.

"Say what you just said again." Yuan Zhisheng's voice rang in his ears.

"Yes." The team member retracted the foot that had just been stretched out,

"I didn't get the permission of Patriarch Uesugi."

"Get to the point directly." Yuan Zhisheng interrupted the other party's voice.

"The painting of the owner of the Uesugi family is a man, a man standing in the center of the dilapidated ruins, and there are countless blue and black snakes crawling around him. Those snakes crawl on the man's scarlet letter and face the people outside the painting. Scarlet eyes flickered behind the man."

"How does it feel?" Yuan Zhisheng's voice sounded after the other party's voice stopped.

"Cold, fear, and despair." The team member was silent for a while and continued, "At that moment, I felt like a mouse, a mouse being targeted by a group of snakes, and all the cells in my body wanted to shrink into a ball immediately.

But I can't feel any information about that man. The other party only has a silhouette covered in black mist. Even though the silhouette is very close, I always have the illusion of being separated by a long corridor.He gave me a very faint impression, but he is the most unforgettable existence, like, like"

"It's like a mountain hidden in the clouds." Yuan Zhisheng accepted the other party's voice.

The team members looked at Yuan Zhisheng with shocked and puzzled eyes.

"Is there any other content?" At this time, Yuan Zhisheng had already had the idea of ​​asking someone to send the painting over.

"It seems that there is no other content, the atmosphere of the painting is particularly gloomy and heavy, and there are thick dark clouds like this above the head that can't see through the sun.

Below is shattered and frozen irradiated soil. "The team members recalled patiently,

Suddenly, as if he suddenly thought of something,
"I also saw a stone stele, which seemed to be a bone stele. It was buried in the soil in the lower right corner of the painting. It seemed to have three zeros engraved on it." The team members looked puzzled.

But when he heard this, Yuan Zhisheng's face instantly became weird.

"000?"

He stared at the other party solemnly, and after getting an accurate answer from the other party's voice again.

Yuan Zhisheng put his hand on the flare gun at his waist without hesitation.

Bang!
Accompanied by the blood-red flames scattered above the black clouds, the white waves surging on the ground slowly halted their progress.

So people's attention fell on the fireworks blooming in the sky. Behind each crow's gas mask was a pair of golden vertical pupils.

Then these people began to retreat in an orderly manner, like a shrinking spear.

"They're retreating."

On the other side, in a temporary tent, a young man looked at the old man on the main seat.

The old man sat on the grand teacher's chair with his eyes closed and rested, with flowing white hair and beard connected together.Unlike the standard suits of Sheqi Bajia and Kassel College, the old man wears a Chinese tunic suit.

The cool black figure and flowing long hair make people subconsciously think of the strong and green ancient pine on the top of the mountain.

As the sound sounded, a pair of icy golden pupils slowly opened in the middle of the old skin. For a moment, the icy light was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, and the air in the tent plummeted.

Everyone in the room felt the biting cold flow slowly over their skin.

It's just that the cold light only lasted for a moment, and with the gentle light in the old man's eyes, the temperature in the room was also slowly rising.

"Is there any news from the military?" The old man's voice was calm and kind.His gaze was looking towards the southeast through everyone.

"The military is very stable, so far there hasn't been much movement." A young man with a handsome face whispered in the old man's ear.

"Dongfang Qisu stay here, and the rest are going to leave."

"Where...where are you going?" A burly but stupefied fat man in the tent asked suspiciously.

"Where are you coming from?" The old man glanced at the fat man, and the beard at the corner of his mouth rose and fell with his breathing.

Everyone stood up one after another.

"Tell Jinlong to take good care of that ghost girl Xinyuehu, and don't use your words to cause trouble for me at this time." The old man looked at the tough man on one side.

"Yes." The man saluted respectfully.

"That's it, let's go." The old man waved his hand.

In the next second, the men who were standing there just now formed a line, and the phantom disappeared from everyone's eyes like a ghost.

The fat man at the side looked enviously at this agile and silent figure, and muttered secretly, "As expected of Bi Yuewu..."

"Huozhu, why are you in a daze. Hurry up and follow." As the crowd crowded the old man out of the tent, the young man who was following behind the old man shouted at the fat man.

"Okay." Fatty quickly followed.

……

Yuan Zhisheng stood under the crimson light, and the oppressive and heavy wind slowly blew across the crumbling earth.

While everyone was retreating, Yuan Zhisheng stepped forward,
The billowing windbreaker intersects with the shrouded light and shadow.

Under the full attention of everyone, the figure of Yuan Zhisheng who stepped forward disappeared.

In the next second, the thunderous sound of landslides erupted from the dark cloud-rolling sky.

Yuan Zhisheng stood on a piece of scorched black ground, the sound of thunder rang out from his ears like trembling periosteum,

Yuan Zhisheng turned his head to look behind him, it was still the scene he had just passed by, but the team members behind him were empty at the moment.

Yuan Zhisheng was silent for a while, stopped and moved again, his eyes fell on the huge monster lying on the ground like a giant sword in front of him.

He couldn't see what it was, the jet-black body was almost connected to the low-hanging dark clouds, and countless purple currents flashed and disappeared within it, exposing its outline in sight.

Incomparably huge coercion flows from every corner of the air, here and outside are completely two worlds, Longwei is everywhere here,

The negative emotions brought about by the pressure are as intense as a volcanic eruption in Yuan Zhisheng's heart, and his eyes are replaced by smooth golden snake pupils unconsciously,

Fine dragon scales also began to densely cover all corners of the body along the cheeks and earlobes, the spider at the waist cut out its sheath, and black murderous aura flowed between Yuan Zhisheng's five fingers.

Yuan Zhisheng stepped forward, getting closer to the huge black monster.

Yuan Zhisheng's heart became colder.

When he entered within a kilometer of the object, he finally saw clearly what it was.

It was a pillar inserted into the ground, but it looked more like a huge banyan tree, so thick that it felt like dozens of people might not be able to hug it with their arms around it.

Just taking a glance at it from a distance gave Yuan Zhisheng a strong visual impact.

Different from the feeling of ordinary pillars or banyan trees, it gave Yuan Zhisheng an extraordinarily ferocious sense,

Not only because of the dark and hideous scales on its surface, but more because of the black and red blood slowly flowing on the pillar.

The blood was as viscous as mud, it flowed down from the sky at the end of the line of sight, and disappeared along the pillar out of Yuan Zhisheng's line of sight.

When getting closer, the image of the pillar tends to be more like a tree. Yuan Zhisheng saw the sky above the pillar, and there is an umbrella covering hundreds of meters below the dark clouds.

When Yuan Zhisheng stepped into it, he could still feel something dripping towards the ground,

But he only heard the sound and did not see the object.

The fog became thicker here instead, and the cold golden pupil could only see the scene within five meters, and could only vaguely see the outline at a further distance.

Here, Yuan Zhisheng smelled the familiar smell of blood, but to Yuan Zhisheng's surprise, after he entered here, he did not enter the tense state he expected.

Instead, he felt a relief now, a relief of stepping into familiar territory.

This feeling gave Yuan Zhisheng a lot of associations,

It's just not waiting for Yuan Zhisheng to figure out what happened.

He suddenly felt something flying towards him at high speed in the sky.That thing was extremely eerie and frightening, like a poisonous snake sneaking up from the bushes.

As the Dragon Attendant's super reflexes, the spider cut in his hand suddenly unsheathed, and the light of the ancient blue knife let out a mournful howl as if it was about to tear the darkness apart, drawing a long arc in the air.

Light and shadow bloomed in Yuan Zhisheng's vertical pupils, and it was also at this time that Yuan Zhisheng saw clearly what was falling from the top of his head.

It was a pool of blood.

A pool of black, almost viscous, clotted blood.

On the cut section, Yuan Zhisheng could barely see the red color inside.

dragon blood?

Yuan Zhisheng stared at the undisguised domineering majesty on the ground, for a moment, he felt that what appeared before his eyes was not blood,
It's the king sitting high on the throne.

Yuan Zhisheng raised his eyes subconsciously, piercing through the gap in the thick fog with his blood.

His whole body froze in place like an electric shock.

The ribs bursting in white are wrapped in layers like blooming roses,
Broken dragon scales, black internal organs, and bright red blood droplets intertwined together.

Another drop of dew fell from the crumbling blades of grass, disrupting the elements at a very high speed, and the dark clouds collapsed into two pieces.

A bigger field of vision appeared in front of Yuan Zhisheng,
The cold and gloomy face didn't tense anymore, and the horror was like a 360-mile sports car crashing through the roadblock.

The spider in Yuan Zhisheng's hand landed on the iron-like ground with a clang.

He stared at the behemoth behind the thick fog, his breathing completely stopped.

A 20-meter-long dragon head was reflected in Yuan Zhisheng's pupils.

The ferocious face allowed him to clearly feel the dragon's anger and resignation one second before death.

The dragon scales, which were as big as his body, were festering in some strong corrosive liquid at this moment,
Mud-like muscles intertwined with white dragon scales.

The huge eye socket was empty, and a broken fang was stuck in it.

But even though the giant dragon is dead, the almost immature Longwei is everywhere.

The distance of several hundred meters has already become his limit. If this thing is 50 meters away from him, Yuan Zhisheng felt his heart would burst instantly the moment he faced it.

It was also at this time that Yuan Zhisheng initially saw clearly what the umbrella surface of the tree was.

It was not a branch or trunk at all, but a huge dragon body whose body was almost torn apart from the middle.

The dragon's body was pierced by a bronze pillar, and blood and internal organs flowed downward along the bronze pillar.

This reminded Yuan Zhisheng of a painting he had seen in the family's ancient books.

The dragon of doom rises from the root of the world tree, its wings are covered with the skeletons of the dead, and the setting sun sinks below the horizon. Odin, the king of the gods, gallops on an eight-legged steed and throws his spear of victory at the black dragon .

This is "Ragnarok", also known as Prophecy in the former family.

Everyone once thought it was an illusory thing.

But at this moment, when this scene happened in front of Yuan Zhisheng's eyes, he realized that this moment was so similar to what was predicted.

But also very different.

There is no world tree here, only a black dragon that was defeated in the battle.

Odin, the king of the gods, did not appear, only the bronze pillar of blood piercing through despair and death.

Yuan Zhisheng subconsciously looked towards a certain darkness in the distance, and saw the root of the world tree buried deep in the mist.

Pfft!
At a certain moment, the trembling heartbeat resounded very clearly in Yuan Zhisheng's body, his body muscles tensed subconsciously, and he froze in place unable to move.

In the next second, rustling sounds came from the thick fog ahead.

A pitch-black snake head was exposed in Yuan Zhisheng's field of vision.

This kind of snake wasn't that big, at least it wasn't too big compared to the deadpool python he had seen before.

They are only the size of a thumb, and no bigger than an arm, but their number is extremely dense.

In the blink of an eye, they covered every corner of the ground, they cut and covered the spiders on the ground, rushed past Yuan Zhisheng's feet, passed through his shoulders, and passed through the gaps between his fingers.

But they didn't seem to pay any attention to Yuan Zhisheng's intentions.

From the appearance of the first one to the hurried disappearance of the last one, the whole process took less than 30 seconds.

The air calmed down as the group of snakes disappeared, but the urgency in Yuan Zhisheng's heart didn't fade away, on the contrary, it was about to reach its limit like a taut bowstring.

"You came."

At a certain moment, a familiar voice sounded in Yuan Zhisheng's ear,

His pupils suddenly constricted, and a tall and straight figure stood in his pupils.

(End of this chapter)