Opening, a Star Cup

For other things, after leaving the forest behind him, there is nothing in sight.

It doesn't matter whether it's a green hill, a river, a bush, or a monster that floats out of its ribs.

Only the beautiful ashes of the dead elves are floating in the sky.

Desolate and monotonous to the endless land with nothing, there is only one colorless mountain that towers into the clouds and goes straight into the clouds.

In terms of 'barren', it will be a good view.

If it is not clear that the world's tallest mountain 'Scorching High Seat' has been destroyed together with the battle between [Final Dragon] and Artoxiu.

Riku would think that the top of this mountain is the 'Scorching High Seat', the throne of the dragon spirits!

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On the top of the mountain that goes straight into the clouds, on the top of the endless clouds that blur the vision, there is a huge white dragon standing there.

It's obviously a cold high altitude, the temperature has already exceeded [-] degrees Celsius, but it hovers on the top of the mountain, covering the entire sky with its majestic figure.

There, there is no kindness to all things, and the great power of nature is gathered. It is a land that only the dragon standing at the top of the food chain can conquer.

"That white dragon—could it be the last Dragon King?" Liu Xiu muttered, watching the huge figure silently with a little more radiance in his eyes.

Even without the aid of the powerful eyesight of the heroic spirit, ordinary people can see the palpitating figure.

'Western Dragon - this is the first time I've seen it! Liu Xiu looked at the huge figure with a curious smile.

"The Conglong Regin-Levi... Ah, the kind of power that can be felt from a long distance, it should be right." Riku said in a deep voice.

That kind of oppressive feeling is unmistakable, and it is definitely not the aura that ordinary dragon spirits can possess.

Converging the power at all time points into one time point, they have theoretically infinite power, and only their bodies can restrain the peak of this power.

The real 'monster' standing at the top of the food chain - dragon spirit species!The purpose of their actions this time is to completely 'surrender' these monsters.

And that white dragon will undoubtedly become the biggest 'variable' in the whole plan!

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"Lancer, can you tell me your story?" In Elchea's royal city, next to the newly built fountain square, a young man of the human race was excitedly interacting with a majestic figure wrapped in dark shadows.

"I heard that you are all heroes of the human species from another world! Lancer, you must have done incomparably great things in your life!" The young man said with longing and anticipation.

The two are the heroic spirits summoned this time, as one of the spearmen, the Servant whose real name is Faridon, and his master.

"My story? Master... that's not something to be proud of." The body paused slightly, and a middle-aged male voice with a hint of calmness and hoarse magnetic slowly sounded.

The man shook his head, he didn't expect to be questioned by the master about his life experience, and he sighed slightly in his heart.

... He has long been old, and his flesh and those little lights have been burned up together.

What is there to praise about the story of myself who ushered in the end of decay with such an ugly and evil posture? !

He didn't care about the great deeds that this 'hero' had done himself.

Faridon was so stubborn that he was almost paranoid and believed that those "great achievements" were things that every person with "good intentions" would do.Therefore, he doesn't think that "great achievements" are worthy of praise, because he doesn't think that he has done many great things at all, and he doesn't think that can be called "great achievements"!

But he seems to have forgotten that although there are many people with kind thoughts in their hearts, he is the only one who can achieve great achievements in that era.

Before this war, the rare tranquility...

Let the present Faridon and his master still have time to carefully appreciate the city that was miraculously built in a few days.

His eyes looked at the beautiful city in front of him calmly.

Wherever you enter your eyes, there are all amazing and reassuring colors of happiness.

He saw the hopeful and happy smiles on the faces of the human beings who came and went, and he also saw the coalition forces from the other sixteen races, and the friendly coexistence of various races.

The major races that used to be hostile to each other, killed each other, and conquered each other, perhaps did not expect that there would be a day when they would join hands and fight side by side.

Although they haven't completely gotten along with each other, even if they are of different races, one or two of them are willing to show some kindness to comrades of other races.

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The scenery that can only be seen in dreams like a fantasy is in front of you.

Faridon thought he might be able to understand what kind of mood that man, the man who provided him with magic power for his body made of ether, wanted to fight the gods to the death.

... In the past, he also fought with all his strength to protect the last hope and fire, so he can understand the feeling of guarding this hard-won "happiness" no matter what...

"Lancer...?!" The human youth stared blankly at the tall figure of Faridon who suddenly stopped.

"If people have good intentions, everyone can become a hero, Master... the human species will win." Faridon suddenly said these few confusing words for no reason.

He hasn't had obvious mood swings for a long time, but because of the scenery in front of him and the memories in his mind today, he accidentally said a few more words.

When everyone is fighting with the same belief [goodwill], he doesn't think the so-called gods can defeat the hope in human hearts.

The king who has witnessed a darker, abyss-like world, even after being transformed into a dragon, still firmly believes that justice will overcome everything!So under the leadership of that magician, human beings are bound to win!

This is a conclusion that does not need to be speculated at all!The results and theorems that will surely become reality!

"Ah~? Lancer!" The young man froze for a moment, then looked at Faridon with some emotion, and his chest seemed to be warmed up by Lancer's last quiet, firm and vicissitudes of words.

In fact, he was still a little flustered and uneasy in his heart. After all, he knew that he was about to start a war with the 'God', or the strongest 'God' and his 'wings'!

Since then, the inner tension has not disappeared, or there is no human race that is not nervous.