Pirates of the Dream

The part of Chaos Temple in the Chaos Dragon King's memory is very large, and it is a very important place for him.

After Wang Wu shared the memory of the Dragon King with Yinshuang, the girl was silent for a long time, and sighed: "A group of poor creatures."

The Chaos Dragon Clan is not a naturally occurring race. In the memory of the Chaos Dragon King, the Chaos Dragon Clan was an ordinary dragon that lived in the southern swamps.

However, the hundreds of dragons cannot be supported by a single southern swamp. In the memory of the Dragon King, the Chaos God gave them enough food, but anyone with a little common sense of gods knows that it is absolutely impossible.

The God of Chaos is not a god who is good at creation, and he can't bestow anything except destruction. The memory of the Chaos Dragon King is obviously wishful thinking and has been transformed by others.

"The reformer should not be the Chaos God himself. I remember the last time we met, it clearly only has the intelligence level of a baby."

Wang Wu said: "Obviously, there is another expert behind this church. Although this guy is the fourth elder, he is obviously a cannon fodder elder. He doesn't even know his own background."

According to the credible part of the memory, the number of dragons in the southern swamp should not exceed fifty. Among them, the number of dragons collected by the Chaos God is theoretically only about twenty, and they are basically black dragons.

These black dragons should be the predecessors of the chaotic dragon clan. This dragon king is the former black dragon, and he once participated in an action that triggered the war on the mainland.

"Although my memory is not very clear, but...the Sixth Prince did die at the hands of this guy."

Yinshuang closed her eyes, carefully distinguishing the memories of the Dragon King.Finally found the truth that triggered the half-year war, but the truth came too late, and now no one probably remembers the star of the empire, the saint Long Aotian.

"This is the tragedy of power inflation. Remember when he was still a very powerful boss? Now he can kill a hundred in seconds with one move..."

Yinshuang also lamented the vicissitudes of life: "At that time, the emperor Chapter 580: The emperor of the Liuhe production line started the war with the death of his beloved son. He was so invincible, but now he has been reduced to political asylum in the Liberty Alliance. I don't know. Is that guy still alive?"

"Who knows, who cares? We're thinking about saving the world right now..."

Wang Wu shrugged, "Are there any other gains? I'm too lazy to take a closer look."

Yinshuang said: "If you guessed correctly, the Chaos Dragon Clan should be a man-made product similar to human cloning...very brilliant technology."

Wang Wu was keenly aware of the details in Yinshuang's words: "Is it technology?"

Yinshuang nodded: "That's right, it's not the projection of a certain powerful person, but a very complete set of production line technology. As long as the correct ingredients are put in, it only takes 45 days to generate an adult Chaos Dragon... If it wasn't for the resources Difficult to match, this kind of production capacity has no upper limit."

"45 days? Is this dragon from the Liuhe brand? No wonder the intelligence is low. I'm afraid it's not the responsibility of the chaos power... Tsk, a group of cloned chaos dragons that are stupid enough and strong enough, this is really a good thing, who invented it?"

"The Dragon King doesn't know the details. Regarding the production line, his memory is distorted. I infer it through associative memory. The details must be seen at the scene. However, I am now more and more interested in the black hands behind the Chaos Sect. Interested." Yinshuang said, "From the memories of the Dragon King, the layout of the southern swamp has been at least several hundred years old, and there are too many things besides this production line. Such a long development process. It is difficult Imagination is the work of a generation."

Wang Wu said: "It's useless to think so much now, first go to the temple to see, there should be more records."

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The location of the temple is not far away, but it is difficult to accurately locate it in the vast swamp without the map left by the Dragon King.The leader of this church seems to have a natural phobia of strangers, obviously the headquarters is in a barren swamp.But the temple was built to be extremely hidden.

Wang Wu and Yinshuang finally found the entrance under a wetland. The temple ruled by the dignified dragon clan was actually built under the mud. If it weren't for the fact that most of the chaotic dragon clan had low IQs, they would definitely rebel because of the dignity of the dragon clan.

Along a hidden and spacious passage in the mud of the wetland all the way down, the temple is actually bottomless. Along the way, Yinshuang smiled and said: "This underground temple is quite your style."

Wang Wuman asked curiously: "Although you gave me a sense of sarcasm, what's wrong with a basement that is warm in winter and cool in summer, worthy of your irony?"

Yinshuang looked at Wang Wu, and found that he actually spoke from the heart, and immediately felt that the days with him in the future were not good.

"Otherwise, find a good man and push him away..."

When Yinshuang was in a daze, she suddenly heard a young girl's voice: "Huh? Here..."

Then, a little girl in a black lo suit jumped out from above Wang Wu's head, and fell to the ground with a whoosh.

"There's a familiar smell here."

The dark god said, his delicate little nose wrinkled, "It makes people feel very contradictory, I hate it and like it at the same time."

Wang Wu asked: "Are you describing the process of being raped to obtain sexual desire?"

Before the God of Darkness could speak, Yinshuang slapped him very unceremoniously: "Sexual harassment is prohibited...Wang Wu rubbed the back of his head with a puzzled expression on his face.

The Dark God was even more baffled. After looking at the two of them, he turned his attention back to the bottomless passage ahead.

"My memory is not very clear, but the breath here makes me feel very familiar. I must have had some contact with the owner of this place before."

While speaking, the God of Darkness has already rushed forward. As a retired god, although her strength is far from what she was at her peak, she ran really fast, and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

"Tsk, this seems to be the rhythm of the reunion of old lovers."

Wang Wu curled his lips and followed quickly.On the other side, Yinshuang covered her mouth and smiled, "Why, could it be that you are jealous? It's rare."

Wang Wu weakly projected a stone and threw it at Yinshuang.

Yinshuang said seriously: "Or maybe it's the father's worries about his daughter's puberty?"

Wang Wu scolded: "I'm not out of puberty yet, so I'm worried about a ****!"

While speaking, because of the increased speed, the long corridor came to an end in a blink of an eye.

The gate of the Chaos Temple is open in front of you. It is a magnificent gate that is too large for a dragon. The two metal gates full of vicissitudes of history are engraved with gorgeous and complicated patterns, and the dust accumulated in the texture The soil shows the long history of these two doors.

"The establishment of this temple has a history of at least 500 years, and...it is obviously not the work of the Dragon Clan, it is much more grand than the Dragon Clan."

At this time, there was another girl's voice who was a little immature: "I seem to have seen the pattern on this door before!"

While speaking, Xiaozhen jumped out of Yinshuang's dream, walked to the door, carefully observed each texture, then nodded, and said: "These are not decorative patterns, but the ancient gods. Wen!"

"Ancient times?"

Xiaozhen said: "It is the time when I was not born, according to your human standards, it was at least 3000 years ago."

"3000!?"

Yinshuang was a little unbelievable: "The history of the God of Light... is only about 2000 years."

Wang Wu also said: "The Dark Bible records that the history of the Dark God can only be traced back to 500 years ago at most, while the real church was established more than 1000 years ago, 3000 years ago. It seems that there are only myths and legends."

Speaking of this, Wang Wu frowned, always feeling something illogical: "Wait, myths and legends...?"

Yinshuang also reacted: "Mythology, as the name suggests, is about gods. There must have been human beings 3000 years ago. So at that time, did gods already exist?"

Although any teaching of the church today would definitely mention that gods were born before humans, but for those who occupy the thrones of the two main gods of light and darkness, such exaggerated words are not credible at all.

Gods are born by the will of human beings, how can there be gods without human beings?But on the other hand, as long as human beings have enough beliefs, gods will naturally be born. 3000 years ago, human beings were almost at the stage of drinking blood, but already had the concept of a country, and there were various intersections between countries, and there were large-scale sacrificial activities, and the emergence of gods was inevitable.

While the two were thinking, behind the gate, the Dark God walked slowly, looking a little tired.

"It is true that the God of Light and I only have a history of more than 2000 years, but the history of the gods can be traced back at least ten thousand years ago. Don't underestimate human civilization. Although humans lived in caves and trees ten thousand years ago, they already understood Awe, knowing faith, knowing how to use the power of thought to create gods. It’s just that the gods of that era were scattered and weak. It wasn’t until the human footprints covered the entire continent and the communication between countries gradually became smooth that the main god was born. "

When talking about tens of thousands of years of history, the immaturity of a girl is no longer on the face of the Dark God, replaced by the majesty of the Lord God of the Continent.

"The owner of this door is one of the earliest mainland gods born, and also my predecessor. People in that era did not believe in light and darkness, but a more direct concept. Good and evil, this temple... is created by evil built by God."

As he spoke, the Dark God caressed the huge metal door slightly sentimentally.

"2000 years ago, I thought I had completely digested and absorbed it and replaced it. I didn't expect it to keep a hand... Maybe this is why I lost to Guangming. He absorbed his predecessor completely, I didn't spit out any dregs." (To be continued) rq! ! !