I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 650: He won’t grow up anymore

The tallest building in Britannia is the Pendragon Tower in the city centre.

It has a height of 102 floors and can have a panoramic view of the entire imperial capital.

On the roof of this building, two lizardmen were overlooking the battle situation in the entire city.

These two lizardmen are completely different from Morey. Their skin is red, and they are taller, about three meters tall. They are stronger, like an upright giant bull, and their skin is like covered with scales. , exuding a seemingly indestructible brilliance under the firelight below.

"Lucius." A shorter lizard man said to the tall lizard man beside him, "the resistance of these humans is stronger than we expected."

Lucius nodded, "They are indeed different from the past. They have become smarter and have more things in their hands. Master Yumi is right. We cannot let these humans continue to control this world." world."

The lizard man nodded, "Who would have thought that the slaves created by the gods to replace their own jobs would grow to this point."

"After all, she is also part of the mother." Lucius murmured softly.

He turned his head and looked at the lizard men, "What do the adults say?"

"They have no intention of entering yet."

Lucius frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Why?"

"Now that we have almost used the trump cards of these humans, even those magicians are basically not afraid. As long as the gate of the Dragon Nest can be opened together, it will be enough to plow the entire world!

What are adults afraid of? "

The lizard man hesitated to speak.

"Go ahead, Iza," Lucius said. "There are no outsiders here."

Iza was silent for a moment and said, "I heard from Master Yumi that decades ago, a god came to the dragon's nest and warned the king, saying that when we come to the world, we will encounter unimaginable troubles."

"The three goddesses of fate?"

"Probably not. The three goddesses of destiny have not appeared for a long time."

"Ha." Lucius sneered, "When have the dragons ever been afraid of the gods? It's okay if they can come to the human world. They can't even enter the human world. When will it be their turn to warn us? "

"Adults naturally have their own considerations."

Lucius let out a breath of turbid air, then slowly looked at the huge land battleship in the distance, silent.

In a certain street in the imperial capital.

The two magic particles gradually condensed into substance.

Two figures also slowly appeared on this street.

One of them is Leo, the director of the Exorcism Department, and the other is Mycroft.

Mycroft looked a little pale. It was his first time to ride the Apparition. The spinning feeling along the way made him feel like he had been thrown into a drum washing machine for more than ten minutes.

He calmed down for a while before successfully recovering.

"Thank you." Mycroft said, "If it weren't for you, I might have to wait a few days to reach the imperial capital."

Leo's Exorcism Department is the first organ of the Magic Association to deal with non-magicians.

Although they mainly deal with the demons who come to the world, the invasion of these dragons is also within their scope of responsibility.

So after the invasion of Dragon's Lair, the people from the Exorcist Department rushed to the front line as soon as possible.

The magicians who are now coming to the imperial capital for support are mainly people from the law enforcement team and some people from the research institute. Of course, most of the people are from the law enforcement team, and many people from the research institute are scattered around the world.

"This is also the first time I have used this magic with Muggles." Leo said, "Your carrying capacity is very high, and most people may have fainted."

Mycroft didn't speak. He just looked around with a gloomy face. The once bustling streets were now filled with corpses, exuding an indescribable stench and bloody smell, including those of humans and those of subdragon beasts.

The shops on the street were in a mess, with broken glass and walls and floors covered with bullet marks from tanks and firearms.

The car was burned by the flames, leaving only a wreckage, and several broken mechas were also parked in the middle of the road, looking like they should have been abandoned.

Everything here shows the world what happened here.

"Those things in the Pacific should be just a cover." Mycroft said, "A cover to attract our main force. Although those things are numerous and look powerful, they are just a pile of meat in front of the guns and artillery of our army.

As for their real main force, their real targets should be the capitals and important figures of major countries. "

Mycroft analyzed calmly, "You really set up a plan for them."

"This is also our negligence." Leo said solemnly, "In our understanding, although the dragons are not inferior to us humans in intelligence, they are very proud. In their eyes, we humans are a group of An ant that can be crushed to death at any time.

They absolutely disdain to play so-called tricks with us, but they didn’t expect”

"Since it is an unconventional choice, there are naturally unconventional reasons." Mycroft whispered softly.

Leo looked at him confused, "What do you mean?"

Mycroft didn't answer. He seemed to have discovered something. He took heavy steps and came to a pillar a few meters away. A little boy in his teens was lying on the sidewalk, dying. On his chest, there was a ferocious mark. The knife mark almost split his whole body in half.

When he saw the visitor, his eyes were blurred, and he struggled to make a sound from his throat, so weak that he could hardly hear it.

"Uncle...you...are you here to save me?"

"Yeah." Mycroft suppressed his voice.

The young man seemed very happy, and he coughed out a mouthful of blood in excitement.

"It's... great, I'm saved. In this case, mom... mom..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened, blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth, and he completely lost his voice...

Mycroft remained silent, and even the expression on his face did not change. He squatted down and gently stroked the young man's eyelids...

The boy looks to be only eleven or twelve years old. He is very cute. If he grows up, he will probably be a handsome boy.

But it's a pity that he won't grow up...

Tick—

I don't know if it was because of the rain, but a few drops of water stained the boy's face.

Mycroft lowered his head, his entire face shrouded in shadow, and said nothing.

Next to the child was a woman who looked to be in her thirties or forties.

Her wound was on the front.

This is the young man's mother, who gave her life to protect her child. Unfortunately...her child may not be able to bear her leaving alone...

(End of this chapter)