The Witch of Comprehensive Network: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Chapter 676 Greer's enlightenment (one update!)

back again...

Greer sniffed the moist smell in the air, which was never completely forgotten during the long and cruel time in Purgatory.

It cannot forget the days when it was still practicing its ideals and beliefs on this land.

People denounce it as an evil dragon, they don't know what kind of world they live in.

The dreamland of the dragon of illusion?
Greer exhaled a breath with a strong breath of purgatory to express his disdain for this.

A more "benevolent" rule is not a rule?
In Griller's view, their arrogance and arrogance are more than that.

Is the light that can be mixed with other colors still so pure?

Evil doubts good?

The corner of Greer's mouth raised a ferocious disdain, which will teach these ignorant creatures a good lesson:
As long as enough power is needed, the world and everything they think can be modified.

In Greer's view, a change of rulers.

For these frail lives, it's just a different colored rope tied around their necks.

Even if its evil dragon army burned the world.

After the howling smoke, it was still able to build its dark empire as it should.

"Tyrant! Go back to purgatory with your legion, that's where you should be!"

Just when Greer was immersed in some not-so-gentle memories, a deafening roar interrupted its thoughts.

A mighty giant dragon appeared among the clouds.

On it, there is an equally strong rider.

"Tsk, it's this rhetoric again."

Greer clicked his tongue, and looked at this giant dragon with great interest.

It didn't launch an attack immediately, but chattered like an old friend.

"Maybe my brother and I should really stay in Purgatory..."

"But do you and your master stay there as they should?"

"I think at least those miners who are mining will have different ideas about this."

Greer grinned and said so.

"First of all, we are comrades in arms, not masters and servants."

"Secondly, with great will, our class divisions are just and holy."

"Could it be that as long as you are loyal to you, even a fool who is not as good as a white dragon cub can be reused?"

The humans on top of the dragon roared with an aura no less than that of the dragon.

Just when the two sides were about to start a new round of "debate", the sky suddenly changed...

Griller suddenly looked at the sky. From the material level, it no longer has the structure to observe the material world.

But the memory that has been infiltrated in the instinct of flesh and blood still makes it inevitable to make such an action with unknown meaning.

Feeling the bloody aura that seems to be able to condense into a solid body and the horror and fear that are gradually approaching, inexplicably, there are some other emotions on Greer's ferocious face:

"Looks like you don't even bother to pretend."

"What's the difference between you and me like this?"

"It's just that I used Purgatory, and you used... an even more evil guy..."

Greer said sarcastically.

But the next moment, it could no longer speak:

The thick lead cloud on the sky suddenly opened, and a huge head that looked like a small star suddenly protruded out of it!
The originally strong smell of blood and killing suddenly became stronger the moment the other party appeared to some kind of indescribable horror!
Even the giant dragon rider, who was trying to be born, became silent at this moment.

And in the next moment, a banner collapsed like a sky pillar, and fell straight down!
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"boom!"

Greer fell hard to the ground.

For a dragon soaring in the sky, what this means is beyond words.

But at this moment, this is a particularly lucky fate:

Those giant dragons who were unlucky and just on the main trajectory of Wu Banan's attack did not have such a chance at all.

They turned into a burst of blood mist, which was the only thing they could survive.

As for the soul?

Greer looked at the majestic and terrifying figure above the sky.

The other party seems to have no taboo about this...

Most of the evil gods walking in the material world are no more than this.

Is this the light that those phantom mirror dragons boasted about?
What filled Greer's consciousness at this moment, apart from a trace of grief and indignation, was deep powerlessness.

It was not intimidated by the opponent's magnificent size, and there was no shortage of the biggest monsters in Purgatory.

Such a body shape, in Purgatory, is also very... rare...

But that's all.

The Demon Lord of Purgatory told Greer that it has the power of purgatory, which is unmatched by the phantom dragon.

The facts are also as the other party said, before all the current changes have appeared, it is indeed overwhelming.

Seeing that, in the years of suffering and pain, the only dream and great cause that was able to stick to it will finally come true.

But he was thrown down by a streamer, and he didn't even have the strength to climb...

Greer tried to summon those guys from Purgatory.

For this, it is willing to pay a heavier price.

Even if that would make it win in the end, it wouldn't make much sense.

But Greer knew so deeply that only when he wins first can he have a chance to say anything else.

However, Purgatory rejected it...

After clearly investing such a heavy capital in it, he resolutely rejected it...

Greer struggled to get up from the ground.

And the next moment, it stopped:

Because of the sudden increase in temperature around him and the death prediction that suddenly appeared in his consciousness, he knew what was watching him...

"...I don't understand... Could it be that only flattery and begging can be exchanged for the attention of a powerful being like you?"

"Their order is hypocritical and weak, and it cannot be maintained under the smelting of time..."

"Choose me, you can get everything unscrupulously..."

Greer said in a low voice.

The violent power caused serious damage to many areas of its body.

If it wasn't for its own strength, plus the blessing of purgatory power, it wouldn't be any different from those giant dragons that turned into a cloud of blood mist...

However, there was no response, Greer only felt a slight look of disgust.

For creatures of the same class, those subtle gaze changes require sufficiently keen perception and rich experience to be clear.

And that huge existence above the sky, even if there is a slight change, for a small creature, it is enough to shock like a stormy sea.

But why is it disgusting...

When the witch banner fell again, Greer suddenly understood.

Maybe, the other party just wants some quiet "lizards"...

Yeah, who likes ingredients that babble and say weird things...

(End of this chapter)