Soaring in the sky are winged, horned behemoths.

There are six of them, they are bleak black like the night, their wings are spread more than [-] meters, and their body exudes the power of surrendering to all things. enemy in general.

- Dragon Essence.

When Hatirem, the "End Dragon", was alive, the dragon spirits were the true dominant race, and even most gods did not dare to stroke the dragon's beard lightly.Because the Dragon King, who was born from the bones of the gods, has a terrifying strength worthy of its "strongest" title.

But after the "God of War" Artosh annihilated the "End Dragon" Hatirem, the status of the dragon spirits plummeted.

The remaining two dragon kings do not have the terrifying strength of the "End Dragon", which has led to the embarrassing situation of the dragon spirits gradually becoming equal to other upper races - in short, the "world nobles" have become "nobles".

But even in such a situation, in terms of strength, the current dragon spirits are the best high-ranking races with both "individual strength" and "race strength".

certainly.This statement is based on the habits of the fantasy species.

If the fantasy species can be united, then this title is likely to be gone...

"The six dragon spirits... with their dreary black color, are they the subordinate dragons of "Yanlong"? "

William judged more rationally than Mikolash.

But Lawrence denied it.

"There is no mental fluctuation with the powerful power of "Yanlong" in the knowledge.Although the color is the same, I don't think it is a subordinate dragon of "Yanlong", it may be a wild dragon's lair outside the dragon's cave. "

In addition to the "elite troops" led by the two dragon kings, there are dragon spirits outside the dragon cave, which are commonly known as "wild dragons".

These are the information that Rope got from the elves and instilled into the nightmares.

"Hmph, it's fine."

Mikorash used his spiritual power to sweep away the dust of the corpse and walked towards the mountains.

"Two of each, no fighting. This is the first war in the normal sense of our nightmare, or the three of us will be dispatched together. If anyone fails, then kill yourself here, and I will bring its head back. Set an example for all Nightmare species."

"Are you talking about your own fate?"

"When you're not using telepathy, your words always annoy me, Mikolash..."

Lawrence and William followed Mikolash.

As they moved forward, the weapons of spiritual power slowly emerged from the hands of the three of them.

Blades are hidden in the dream space, and there are wild meat saws with serrations that can be folded.It looks ordinary, but it is a one-handed axe that is extremely sinister and permeated with mysterious toxins.

There is also the most special, the spiral sword that burns with flame.

These three weapons seem to symbolize the respective fighting styles of the three leaders of the Nightmare Species. Even if they look at them, their bones are cold, and it is impossible to see how these weapons are used on the enemy.

At the same time, when the first battle of the Nightmare Seed was launched, the space was distorted at the edge of the emerald green capital, separated by a whole continent.

Comes suddenly and disappears suddenly.

All that was left was a handsome young man with black hair and blue eyes.

He looked up at the towering tree that could block the sun, smiled, ignoring the early warning system of the barrier, and stepped into the capital of the elves.

The powerful upper species - the dragon essence species.

God of nature - Kainas.

The god of disaster and his servants acted for their own purposes.

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Chapter [-] Corolla and God, meet again in the capital

Xinke Nierbalen has been surrounded by anxiety lately.

Of course, this anxiety cannot be seen from the outside.

As the leader of the elves, she cannot let the elves see her unease and sorrow, she must always show the most perfect and elegant side in front of everyone, otherwise it may affect the soldiers in the war in some aspects. their morale.

but……

"Huaguanqing, Huaguanqing?"

"--what."

Calmly, like a voice with a deliberate tone, it awakened Xinke Nierbalen from his thoughts.

The beautiful girl raised her head and found that the entire council, except for the Admiral of Wang Ye Fleet, the other elders of the elves were watching her, and seemed to feel that Xinke Nierbalen was distracted at this level of meeting. dissatisfied.

Small and unknowing ants, what right do you have to express your dissatisfaction with me here...

Xinke Nierbalen thought with extreme contempt in his heart.

The top elves of these elves were simply carved out of the same mold as the "God of Nature" Kainas, and they would not be on the battlefield if they were killed. Their status as nobles within the race was more important than the victory of the war.If I have to mention one advantage, it is only gratifying to have no layman's intervention in the war at all, and the rest is useless at all.

"Is Hua Guanqing feeling tired?"

The elf old man who disturbed Xinke Nierbalen's thinking said with a smile.

"Why don't you go home and have a good rest first? You developed the "Forced Manipulation Technique", and then led the troops to capture the fantasy species "Cloud and Mist Vortex". Although the results are brilliant, you are too demanding of yourself. "

It seemed like she was worried about Xinke Nierbalen's health, but the girl actually knew that these guys just wanted to get out of the conference room, and then they would share the fruits of this victory.

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