"Give up? No, not to give up, they are too weak, whether it is Yan Long or his Cong Long, so they are not qualified to choose rescue or give up - the dragon who makes the choice is me."

"...I think they will want to cry if they are said that by the same family."

"I'm just stating the facts."

Sylvester seemed quite indifferent, or in other words, her emotions didn't fluctuate from the beginning, she was really just "stating the facts".

However, as a word, the Conglong type that can kill or seriously damage the Flügel, I am afraid that any one can easily hang it, and it is called the Yanlong of the Three Dragon Kings.

Because it can be said that the dragon essence is strong, and the silver dragon is also a strong representative of the dragon essence, but... what does this have to do with the Yanlong and the black dragon?

Those can only be regarded as miscellaneous fish, because one faction has one king, so Yanlong can be called the Dragon King.

Of course, the dragon spirit species can be said to be weak. Compared with other races, even the dragon fish is still very strong. It is precisely because of this that Xinke called to help. Who would have thought.... by a strange third party Cut it off.

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Luo Mo personally couldn't think of a reason for the Dragon Spirit to help him, especially because the other party was still the Conglong faction who did not participate in this war.

But sometimes it's wrong to say too much, so he just silently looked at the silver dragon that exuded overwhelming majesty and was more clear and flawless than the glaciers in the extreme sea.

Silvich, who seemed to have seen through everything in the world, just stared at him with deep eyes, and said slowly:

"You are growing very fast. Although you are still weak at the moment, maybe in the near future, you will be stronger than me. I help you only for the future...for the prophecy of the dragon."

"Final Dragon?" What's the situation?Why did you get involved with the real boss of the Dragon Clan again?

"The god of emptiness will die under emptiness."

"God of War?...how did you die?"

God of War's strongest is a little too much BUG, ​​once a stronger strongman appears, he will become stronger than that person, but this is actually tolerable for the time being, but he will only become stronger and not weaker.

In other words, even if the challenger died, he would still maintain the previous strength.

Just like the whole world challenges him, he will be stronger than the whole world. If one-tenth of the enemies in the world are casually killed, the overall strength of the hostility will decrease, but his power will not decrease because the enemies disappear, but will Maintain the elevated height.

Therefore, relying on crowd tactics or something can be said to be the most stupid tactics, but it is hard to imagine that anyone can beat this bug head-on.

However, Silvich failed to give an answer, but said straightforwardly:

"I have no way to see the end of the God of War, but the end dragon may be able to see it, so I think you may be able to end this war."

"Ha...is that so?"

"You, want to become stronger?"

"Of course I did."

"I can teach you, the language of the dragon, and the way to become stronger quickly."

"Huh? There is such a good thing? Can I also learn that thing?"

If he can become stronger, of course he wants to become stronger, and if he can learn that kind of BUG skill, he naturally wants to learn it, but he doesn't quite believe that others can learn this thing.

Silvich looked at him with unexpectedly soft eyes: "We were born from the corpse of God, but you have the marrow of God, why not?"

"Is it easy?"

"It's very simple to say... The most failure is to continue tens of thousands of years later."

"Uh, what do you mean? Could I die?"

"Your younger sister and elder sister, Zeng almost touched the threshold."

"meaning is?"

"time."

Silvich, who knew what happened to his dead companion, told the truth without hesitation.

It was this overly concise answer, and Luo Mo didn't quite understand what he was talking about.

And he still doesn't know why the other party wants to teach him. It stands to reason that even the Conglong sect who claims not to participate in the battle, it is normal to have conflicts with people occasionally and fight to the death. There is no need to teach the enemy, right?

But this time he still failed to ask, but the other party replied with a smile: "You are, I hope."

"hope?"

"I'm tired of this endless war. I just want to see what the post-war world looks like."

"You can't even see it?"

"The biggest obstacle to peace is the God of Void, so I can't see the world after the war."

In Silvis's tone, there was a faint expectation, as well as a desire for the unknown.

She wants to end the war, but... although it is said that the power is equal to that of the lower gods, it is actually impossible for her to beat even the lower gods.

Zhonglong also said that it was not himself, the dragon spirits, who ended the war.

It is precisely because they can see the future that the dragon spirits are also bound by the future, limited to the future they can see, but out of anticipation of the unknown, they are unwilling to look at their own future.

Anyway, they don't care whether it's death or what, after all...for a life that reads almost everything at the beginning of its birth, life and death are actually not very meaningful

It's just that now, Silvich chooses to entrust the future to the "weak people" who are more unable to see clearly the more distant the future is at this moment.

For the time being, Luo Mo understands that the reason why Sylvester wants to teach him... is to some extent irrelevant.

But after understanding the other party's expectations, he still showed a proud expression, stretched out his hand and patted Xin Ke's head, and lowered his voice to show off:

"Master Yong, do you see that? This is my new master. Only such a discerning person is worthy of being my master! You didn't cherish the opportunity I gave you before, it's too late now!"

"...You really have enough ambitions for a villain, but a dragon can make you so proud?" Facing the face a second ago, he still respected his teacher, but now he has a new backer. The proud guy, Xin Ke really didn't even bother to despise him.

"Oh~ what's wrong with villains? Villains are often better than gentlemen. Most successful people in the world are not honest gentlemen. There are too many people in the world who say they want to be a good person, but good people generally don't have good people. What's next?"

"A two-faced guy like you...in a normal story, he's just a fish in five minutes."

"Isn't it an advantage to be good at making progress by stepping on blood? Of course, I am not that kind of person; it's just that the success of a gentleman is mostly the success of his heart, and the success of a villain belongs to the reality. I am more inclined to the reality. Deli! But let's not talk about this now~ We have to behave better in front of the new master."

Luo Mo, who completely ignored any verbal attacks, smiled back with a smile pinching Xin Ke's face.

Xin Ke patted his hand expressionlessly, only feeling that if she disputed with him, she would have already lost.

As a bystander, Silvich didn't say anything, but just stared at Luo Mo's face curiously, couldn't help stretching out his paw to scratch his face, leaving him a long bloodstain .

"Uh, teacher? What are you doing??" He looked up blankly.

"I'm a little curious about how thick your face is."

"No, no, no, my skin is thin, and my heart is quite fragile. Please don't hurt me casually. This mediocre teacher hurt me first."

"Didn't they hurt together?"

"Cough...she bullies the small with the big."

"...Forget it, these are not important, anyway, you are also a kind of people, maybe being mean can be regarded as your advantage, and you are better than your teacher in this advantage."

Although Sylvester seemed to want to say something, he gave up in the end, and what he said made Luo Mo and Xin Ke a little unacceptable, after all, it didn't sound like a compliment to himself.

But... no matter how I think about it, I can't beat the other party, so the two of them chose to endure it tacitly.

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Wanting to speed up the process of ending the war, Sylvester chose to teach Luo Mo to develop abilities that he would not use now, but should be usable...at least she thought so.

Because although she did not personally participate in the dragon slaying battle between Jibril and Azrael, she also "saw" the result of that battle even though she was not around to watch.

The two Flügel girls borrowed the phenomenon of space-time distortion that appeared around the Dragon Spirit, and briefly passed through time to avoid the dragon's attack, and finally killed a Conglong's subordinate dragon.

Both of them have also imitated the dragon spirit species, centered on the present and straddled the past and the future, but existed in these multiple times at the same time.

A normal Flügel is estimated to be able to support it safely for a few more seconds, but Jibril will almost disappear in time if she uses it a little.

Although they can only maintain this state for a very short time, in that state it is equivalent to having the sum of their past, present, and future powers. As long as they really take advantage of this state, the energy they hold will be infinite of.

Because every second can be divided into infinite time and self, there is naturally infinite energy under the overlapping.

Sylvester also hopes that Luo Mo will strengthen his connection with the Essence, so that the Essence will completely surpass time in communication, and in this way, it will be a living body that spans countless times.

Luo Mo was still confused after hearing this, and helplessly spread his hands and said: "Even if you tell me this, I really want to yearn for it, but if I could do it, I would have done it a long time ago, isn't it impossible? Do you have a way?"

"Of course, that's why I prepared this for you." Sylvie smiled, and pulled out a huge keel from the void.

"Uh, your brother?"

"No, this is the final dragon."

"Uh... melted?"

Luo Mo stared at the slightly semi-liquid keel of the final dragon, but he didn't really believe it was true. It was stronger than ordinary gods, second only to the keel of the first dragon of God of War.

After all, after the death of ordinary dragon spirits, only bones are left behind, but keel bones are eternal, and even gods cannot be destroyed.

"Could it be made by the God of War?" Xin Ke, who was curious about what the dragon would teach, couldn't help interjecting.

"That's right, God of War's spear can burn time and even melt our immortal dragon bones. This is the last remaining crystallization of the final dragon. Just move the final dragon bone into your body, and it will definitely increase your relationship with the gods." marrow connection."

"...Well, you said part of it, right?"

"Of course it's all of them." Sylvie denied it without even thinking about it, which immediately made Luo Mo's face pale: "Are you serious?"

"This is the crystallization of the power of the final dragon. Only a complete keel can ensure that you can obtain a complete divine bone in advance. Only with this 'anchor' can you hope to rely on the 'now' to support the power of the past and the future."

"No, no, please tell me this is a joke! This thing is said to be crystallized, but the knot is too much!?"

Looking at the toes in front of him and the keel that was bigger than him, he just thought about replacing all of these with his own bones, which made him feel that his body began to "swell".

The keel of the final dragon is not only much bigger than Luo Mo, it is even bigger than Sylvie himself, it is completely like a mountain.

However, he resolutely opposed it, but Sylvie just stared at him blankly...Of course he couldn't understand the expression of the dragon, but her eyes were very indifferent.

"I'm serious."

"Can I say no?"

"No."

"......"

If possible, Luo Mo now just wants to run away quickly with the bucket, so as not to change her body and die, and then sleep for tens of thousands of years.

But if he attacked with all his strength, he probably couldn't leave traces on the opponent's dragon scales, and it was impossible to run past this kind of monster.

She just exists here, time and space have been chaotic, there is no way to transfer space, even if she wants to teleport back to her hometown.

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