I, the Heir of Heroes

"Ah~ this is considered good weather!"

Slowly retracting his arms, Jia Luo looked at the vast expanse of land around him.

If the storm of dead bones all over the place just now is regarded as the winter of this planet, then the scene created by Galo's power undoubtedly brings the spring full of vitality to come earlier.

The subtle power of the gods broke the balance between the two. Jia Luo believed that in the near future, this sky-filled light would become the absolute main color.

So now, perhaps all he needs to do is wait.

"Which race will it be!?"

The calm murmur echoed in his ears, and Jia Luo silently thought about the thoughts in his heart, waiting for the clues of some creatures like a rabbit.

"Looks like I found it"

Keep an eye on the changes in the soles of your feet.

The sudden, blotting shadow covered Jia Luo—no, it covered a large area.

Looking up, in the sky not far away, there are several huge monsters with wings and horns soaring there.

Chapter 47 Billions of Darkness

Standing above all creatures, its majestic appearance, huge body, and the number of elves that all things admire, are simply the darling of the world.

The sharp edges and corners flap the giant wings that block the sun, and the black scales on the whole body form a fully armed armor. Only a pair of scarlet vertical pupils are turning, as if they are guarding some kind of existence.

It is normal to be vigilant, and the worldwide strange climate change is not a simple natural phenomenon.

As far as Jia Luo knows from Xinke’s memory, after [God of War] Artoxiu destroys [Final Dragon], the only dragon spirits participating in the battle should be [Yanlong] and its subordinate dragons——and [Yanlong] The Conglongs are all pitch black like a dark night.

And 【Final Dragon】does not own Conglong.

With his death, there are no dragon spirits capable of reproducing his characteristics and powers.

At the same time, the dragon spirit king who ruled the entire race never appeared again.

The situation is even worse-the remaining three dragon kings, [Yanlong] and [Chonglong] have strategic differences. According to the concept, the dragon spirits are divided into two factions.

The originally powerful and invincible race at the apex of the world just fell to the low end.

Of course, this is only compared to other upper races.

Even if the power of a race to participate in the war is weakened in disguise, the power that each individual possesses can still change the situation of the battle.

And there are kings like [Yanlong], and even the strong ones that can only be completely obliterated by the gods themselves.

"[Yanlong]'s Conglong? What a rare figure..."

There was a wave of fluctuations in the distorted body of the shadow, and the black substance that tore the clothes from behind suddenly formed a pair of wings that far surpassed Galo's size.

An abyss-like pitch-black liquid flowed, and the wings flapped the entire space. Jia Luo chased after him at a speed that was absolutely impossible for his eyesight.

But—so fast, and so far away.

Even flying forward at full speed, it seems that the distance between himself and the dragons has not been shortened at all.

However, if you think about it carefully, this is also a matter of course.

That huge body like a hill flying in the sky is very unusual in itself.This is probably not [flying], but the space is constantly moving away from the dragon.

The rejection of space-time interference and the fixation of self-coordinates make speed never a problem.

Even if Jia Luo breaks the limit of physics and sprints at a speed approaching light, it may not be possible to catch up with the opponent forever if this continues.

"If I used to be me, I might really be helpless about this."

Calmly watching the increasingly distant distance between the two sides, Jia Luo sighed, and waved his hand to draw a horizontal line in the direction of advancement.

Broken like glass, like lips separated up and down, Jia Luo rushed into the black cavity decisively.

Then, in the completely opposite direction, it appeared in front of the head of what appeared to be the leader of the group of dragon spirits.

In the surrounding space, there is no trace of high-speed waves in the peaceful airflow, which is obviously in line with Jia Luo's inner guess.

Ignoring the rapidly retreating scene, Jia Luo looked straight ahead.

With his size of less than two meters, he can only look up at the figure of this dragon spirit.

Only at close range can you truly appreciate the heroic posture of the other party.

Known as the eternal jade body, with the pulsation of breathing, it glows with vitality.The pure black dragon scales reflected dazzling brilliance in the sun, and looked more innocent and pure than the glaciers in the polar sea.

What is more arrogant, indifferent, and bloody than anything else is its deep red vertical pupils with wisdom.

And the vertical pupil is slowly moving the direction, focusing the focus of sight on the existence floating in front of the forehead.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, everyone of the Dragon Spirits, I am..."

However, the calm words were interrupted.

The moment Jia Luo spoke, the sudden change in the atmosphere around him caused him to unleash his power again in an instant, and through the phase shift, he dodged to the sky above the five dragon spirits.

This place can barely be regarded as the envelope of this planet.

Thin air, behind is the boundless universe

And just far below it now, the leader, the dragon head, is the most ferocious and brutal, opening its bloody mouth, spitting out the fervent breath made of elves.