Abomination and the Legendary Dragon King

Chapter 273 Torch
A ray of breeze blew past, slightly blowing away the dark clouds that covered the sky, and several bright moonlights penetrated the hazy white mist and shone on the battlefield.

Alex stood barefoot on the pitch-black steel golem, the silky skirt billowing with the scorching steam, the white and tender little feet and the pitch-black steel formed a mouth-watering contrast.

Xiaolongniang had a vicious expression on her face, staring fiercely at the group of robbers who broke her toys, because of anger, half of her canine teeth were exposed on her mouth.

However, Alex in human form is really petite, and his pretentious fierce posture not only failed to deter the robbers, but caused them to laugh unscrupulously.

"Hey, do you want your big brothers to play with you, little girl?"

A robber greedily stared at Xiaolongniang's delicate face, and then slid across her slightly green body. When he saw the well-proportioned calf, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Haha, okay! Let me have a good time with you."

The first half of Alex's sentence was still in human form, but in the second half of the sentence, the little dragon lady showed the great posture of the red dragon in the horrified eyes of these unlucky people.

"boom"

The scorching dragon's breath swept across the battlefield, and the pure dragon's flames stained the bodies of those robbers. In order to let these guys who offended him enjoy enough pain, Alex deliberately lowered the power of the breath, making this weapon less powerful. As for being so deadly, they can enjoy the process of death in a slow burn.

The movement of Alex's transformation woke up the dozing little saint in the carriage. She poked her head out and saw the huge human-shaped torches.

"Saint? Saintess, please help me!"

A figure shrouded in flames saw Messiah and let out a cry of surprise.It was the priest who was hiding behind the robbers. With his own magic, he was still able to maintain his sanity in the flames of the red dragon.

Alex waved and pulverized the rest of the torches, giving them a generous death, drawing the surviving priest-rogue to him.

"Tell me, what happened in the holy mountain? Why do you priests do such things?"

Alex snarled and asked him, but the huge might of the red dragon seemed to overwhelm his last rationality.

"The devil, the devil, the devil everywhere.

The holy mountain is a tomb built by the devil for us"

The pastor's mournful wailing echoed in the empty night, making Messiah's hair stand on end.

"click"

Alex pressed his paw, crushing an ant to death, and stepped the priest's body into the soil.

"Messiah, let's move on"

Alex said indifferently, it looked up to the west, and the Moriah Mountain shrouded in clouds cast a huge and treacherous black shadow.

…………

"Is there still no news about King Solomon's treasure?"

Such a voice came from a hidden residence under the Cathedral of the Holy Sepulchre.

"Bishop, not yet. However, according to some classics that have been handed down, Solomon's treasure may only be opened by the blood of the Holy King."

A young and steady voice sounded. Although it could be seen from the conversation that the young man was in a subordinate position, his confident and steady tone made it seem like he had taken the initiative in the conversation.

"Hey, it seems that the legendary holy king is not as selfless as recorded in the classics?"

Under the dim lights, the skinny-looking old man was wearing a gorgeous red robe, making a mocking sound.

"He's just an ordinary guy who just happened to be born in the right era"

The young man's voice sounded again, and the words were full of contempt for the strongest man.

"So, have you found the trace of Messiah? The holy city is now in a precarious time, and it needs Solomon's holy king's treasure to get through this difficult time."

The skinny cardinal asked again. When he talked about Solomon's treasure, his cloudy old eyes were full of uncontrollable greed.

"silly"

The young man cursed secretly in his heart, then turned his face with a respectful expression.

"Master Bishop, the Lord said that in these few days, she will appear in the holy city."

"That's great, but, are you really sure that no evil spirits will come out of the treasure after opening it?"

The old man in a luxurious gold silk robe thought of some bad rumors, and asked the young man again with a little worry.

"Master Fabre, don't worry, the Lord will protect you"

The young man drew a sign of the cross on his chest, and spoke in a chant-like tone.

The light in the secret room was slowly extinguished, and along with the holy city, it fell into the silence of eternal marks.The cold wind blew across the hills, and the sound was shrill, like the wailing of the ancestor saint king under the ravages of evil spirits.

……

"Boom~"

The bronze bell on the Santa Rona volcano rang, echoing in the night sky of the quiet city.

The Valkyrie raised her head from the table, put the quill in her hand on the pen holder, rubbed her eyes, and stood up from the table.

She poured herself a cup of black tea, and picked up a rectangular box from the shelf amidst the faint scent of tea.

Open the box, and inside is the mysterious egg that the red dragon gave to Bretogenia.

Alex always has a childlike character, he will collect some weird things, and some guys who are not sure will bring them to Bretogenia and ask the almighty Valkyrie to help them study it.

Due to the inherent treasure-hunting instinct of dragons, most of these trinkets are relatively precious items. However, with the increase in the national power of the empire and the busy state affairs, Bretogenia has little time to accompany the red dragons. Long played this kind of coaxing children's game.

But what the red dragon threw at him this time was obviously extraordinary, Britogenia thought.

Her round fingers gently stroked the stripes on the mysterious egg, feeling the huge vitality contained in it.

Even with the wisdom and knowledge close to the gods of Bretogenia, she still couldn't tell whether this egg was left by that ancient race.

But what is certain is that at least in the era of the new gods, such a super-standard existence will never be bred, so this seems to be clear, the origin of this egg is likely to be related to which long-lost Old gods, ancient gods or abominable creatures or even legendary outer gods.

Compared with the new gods whose theocracy has declined, the ancient gods who can be eternally powerful without relying on believers are the real big trouble.

"However, opportunities and risks always accompany"

Bretogenia spoke to herself silently, and put the huge mysterious egg into her arms. A golden light burst out from her fingers, igniting the mysterious egg like a spark.

　Thank you xiaotang246, and let me take the lead in making a deadly reward, thank you little angels for your genuine support
　　
　
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