The Endless Shuttle

"Dragon King, after seeing the great achievements of the Creator to unite the tribes with my own eyes, do you feel the correctness of the judgment?"

Lei Jin Levi turned slightly past the dragon's head, and a burning nightmare species appeared in the iris.

One of the three chiefs of the Nightmare Species, Lawrence is also the supreme leader of the Nightmare Species.

"I only temporarily agreed to your request and surrendered to the God of Disaster. Don't forget, he still has the greatest enemy that has not crossed. The Dragon Essence needs to survive, so we will stand on the side of the victor."

Lei King Levy spewed out a ray of sparks, paused, and said in admiration.

"However, it is indeed a painting of miracles. I thought I would never see the end of the era of chaos war... and because of this "peaceful" scene, I sincerely wish the **** of disasters to win the final battle. Changing the **** of war to rule the world will only allow meaningless wars to continue. "

"Humph."

It may be that the answer is not satisfactory, Lawrence hummed softly.

Then it sat beside the huge white dragon.

"I have fought with your compatriot "Yanlong King" Yaron Lev at close range. It is like a lizard whose brains have been burned out, with only anger and violence in its eyes. Before I saw you, I thought that the "Dragon King" were all virtues, and your judgment and crispness were unexpected. "

"Aron Lev... Its "heart" still stayed in the era of "The Ending Dragon" Hatirem, without any change, with the death of Hatirem, it was eliminated by the mighty power of the times. "

Levy sighed.

"I don't feel sorry for Aaron Lev, but... Lawrence, if you are still an "ally", don't slander Aaron Lev in front of me. Even if it is stubborn, it is still the pride of the dragon essence. , The great dragon king who composes dignity with his life. "

"Does the loser have dignity?"

The "God of Nature" Kainas and the "God of Blacksmithing" Okan were killed by the God of Disaster, and their records still remain on the earth. Their splendor is the dignity of the defeated. "

Bai Long said.

"Aron Lev does the same with the Dragon Essence."

Lawrence was silent for a moment and nodded slightly, agreeing with Levy's statement.

He stood up from the tree canopy and looked at the central temple shrouded by a layer of sunlight in the distance.

"I'm waiting for the Creator God of Disaster and the God of Suspicion to appear with his partner. This will be the first time the Creator has demonstrated his power and appeared in front of the people of the earth. As the leader of the dragon essence, it is time to prepare to meet you."

"I understand."

"Conglong" Lei Jin Levi let out a high dragon roar.

In the sky, its subordinate dragons, as well as the former wild dragons, fell one after another, and within a short while, the tops of the ancient trees in the entire forest city were occupied by the dragons.

And Lei Jin Levi flew towards the central temple.

Slowly, the huge stone gate of the temple entwined with ivy was opened.

The people in the city gradually calmed down, watching the magnificent platform of the temple with bated breath.

Because for many people, this is the only opportunity in their lives to see and worship the spirit seed of the gods.

Two vague shadows walked out of the temple.

The black-haired and blue-eyed young man wore a common black robe, and his right hand held the white hand of a young girl with a smile on his face, exuding a sense of majesty that all sentient beings worshipped.

Compared with the terrible trembling of the God of Disaster, his nominal partner is much more cordial.

Fanlou wears unique costumes of the orc species, similar to the oriental style mopping dress, embroidered with gold wheat ears and a shining mechanical sun. The silver crown on top of her head symbolizes that she has the same status as the **** of disaster and dominates the world. The rights of all beings.

Under the high platform, the leaders of all races bowed their heads deeply, expressing the most humble respect for their lord god.

The black-haired youth let go of Fanlou's hand and walked to the edge of the high platform to look down at the dense crowd below.

In fact, if it weren't for the accommodating restrictions in the forest city, it would present an unprecedented grandeur in the world at this time-all tribesmen of all races gathered together.

"I don't know when, I don't feel anymore about this kind of scene..."

Ropeto sighed.

He turned his head and said to the girl **** spirit seed.

"Come on, according to what we have discussed, your personal show will follow, Fanlou."

"Aren't you going to say something?" Fanlou asked: "At least 80% of the lower-level species below are waiting for your imperial order."

"I'm too lazy to talk to them."

The black-haired youth waved lazily.

"The specific rule is carried out by the leaders of the races. These guys only need to obey my orders. It is enough for me to speak in person?"

"Unqualified spirit seed."

Fanlou glared at Luo Pei, and stepped on the wooden clogs with his little feet in white foot bags, and stepped forward.

Rope wisely gave up the position to his beloved wife.

The godlike girl closed her eyes, and when she opened it again, the majesty had filled the city like mist.

"You are what we mean, you are our brothers and feet, and your prayers are accepted by me and become the root of our actions..."

There is the concept of "please hope" in her spirit.

"Please" is "request" and "Hope" is "hope".

The combination of the two is the wish of all beings.

Therefore, Fanlou is also a kind of **** who accepts wishes and responds to wishes. From this behavior, she will gain strength, just as the **** of disaster grows from disaster.

"You don't need to panic about the future. You will offer your wishes as a sacrifice, and you will also obtain the long-awaited "peace" under the rule of the God of Disaster..."

Looking at the whispering Fanlou, Luo Pei couldn't help sighing.

Who can imagine that not long ago, she was still a foolish **** who stuttered after being pierced?

So, once you change your thinking, you will grow rapidly. This is not a joke.

The "God of Suspicion" Fanlou was proclaiming, and the races listened.

Not a long ten minutes, until Fanlou finished speaking for a long time, there was silence below.

It took a long time before the cheers erupted like a mountain whirring and a tsunami.

There is the primitive worship of the spirit species, some of the joy of a peaceful future, and more respect for the great unity of the world created by the two gods and spirit species.

In the corner of the city, two hooded figures looked up at the spirit seed on the high platform.