Restarting Life After Forcibly Marrying the Demon King

The Demon Dragon Clan was kicked out of the family tree by the Dragon Clan, and this group of races with the same bloodline but different ancestors have since become strangers.

"Boom boom-"

With the arrival of ominous air, the original peace and tranquility were instantly broken.

Silver lightning pierced the space, and a woman slowly descended in the torn space crack.

Long hair danced around her body, silver dragon scales wrapped the woman's perfect body, and the gray cloak on her shoulders trembled with the wind.

The sterling silver color of the woman's whole body almost makes her blend with the chaotic background.

"It's your time to redeem, sinful race."

Above the vast sky, a muddy and clear voice came from above.

In the slender gray-blue eyes, a white light flickered faintly.

The giant dragons that had been entrenched in the depths of the forest raised their heads one after another. Driven by instinct, the huge bodies of the dragon clan took a heavy step on the ground.

The sky became gray because of the woman's arrival.

The clouds were shattered, and then turned into a whirling vortex by the powerful force of chaos.

The silver-gray vortex is constantly churning, fine rain falls from the sky, and falls on the sharp and hard scales of the dragon clan.

Black, red, khaki, and occasionally a few white and green giant dragons slowly climbed out from the hidden mountain.

"Roar--"

The giant dragon responded to the call, slowly raised its thick neck, and looked in the same direction at the same time.

All the giant dragons from all directions stepped out, the old ones, the ones just hatched, all the dragons without exception.

Among them, the Black Dragon King, which symbolizes power and supremacy, also stands up from the top of the mountain.

When it looked at the silver dragon, there was a trace of resistance in the remaining consciousness.

But soon, the absolute rule derived from the blood made its body fall completely.

The golden dragon pupils were gradually covered by white light.

The white light seemed to have wiped out all their emotions and senses.

The pure blood of the dragon clan will bring them natural advantages. Similarly, the pure blood flowing in their bodies will also make their bodies controlled by the blood.

In the hands of the Dragon God, they are easily manipulated like puppets.

Probably, the only difference between them and puppets is that they don't even need any magic to control these dragons.

For Leviathan, this is the easiest and most mana-saving way to improve combat power.

"Roar--!!!"

The deafening dragon roar resounded in all directions.

It has been too long since there was such a sound in the quiet Dragon Island.

The birds on the treetops were frightened and fled with fluttering wings.

The beasts on the ground also fled under the pressure of the dragon clan, but because the land resources are too fertile, some fat-eating herbivores can't run fast at all. Rolling on the ground like a ball.

The Black Dragon King had no sense of resistance at all. It didn't know what happened, nor did it know who the silver dragon in human form was in front of it.

The body was moving on its own, and the black dragon let out a long roar and spread its black dragon wings covering the sky.

The fine rain fell on its hard dragon scales, and the raindrops dripped along the gaps between the dragon scales.

When the Black Dragon King was flying, the flapping dragon wings almost lifted the clouds.

It stayed in front of the silver dragon, its proud head lowered for the first time.

The approaching Black Dragon King lowered his neck, as if he wanted the silver dragon standing in mid-air to step on its horns and make it her mount.

Leviathan held the silver staff in one hand, and the calm expression on his face was broken by a burst of disgust.

She frowned, and the Black Dragon King knowingly flew back a certain distance.

Leviathans loathe contact with anyone, even those of their own kind.

But in her real body, her broken dragon wings did not allow her to do simple things like 'flying'.

In order to reduce the magic consumption of the levitating body, Leviathan finally chose a young female dragon that looked small and fit her humanoid body as a mount.

"Go to the Demon Race."

At her order, the mighty dragon left the land that had occupied the millennium for the first time.

In the records of human history, giant dragons have never fought, but every giant dragon that goes out for a walk will bring a devastating blow to the human continent.

And for the hundreds of giant dragons that came out of the nest, it seems that it is easy to rule the world.

………………

"It's not over yet?"

"The leg is going to break."

On the endless pile of stones, Luo Ning was carrying a rambunctious little fox on his back, struggling to move even an inch.

The gravel under the feet is not only irregular, but also very harsh.

But the little fox on his back was not honest, and always liked to move around. In order to stabilize the center of gravity of the two of them, Luo Ning had to step firmly on every step before walking.

This makes his walking speed ridiculously slow.

Even if he and Fu Ni had plenty of time, it shouldn't be wasted like this.

"Hey, we remember that the brave Miria often said that he would break your leg, Creator God..."

Fanny happily swayed her short legs.

The corner of Luo Ning's mouth twitched: "Can you learn something better?"

"Creator God, Creator God!"

"what happened again?"

The little fox on its back was rolling around like a gas tank.

"Ahead, it's almost here, we can vaguely feel a breath!!"

In the direction of Little Fanny's finger, Luo Ning looked forward along the line of sight.

At first glance, there is nothing there, but if you look closely, it seems that you can see strange transparent ripples in the pile of stones.

The transparent ripples are so inconspicuous that it's hard to see without looking closely at the same point.

Luo Ning somewhat admired Fanny's observation ability.

This kind of ripple is somewhat similar to what Luo Ning saw on the earth, the layers of heat waves blown by the wind on the asphalt road in summer.

It is a natural physical phenomenon on the earth, but in this different world, it can be explained by magic.

It was the first time Luo Ning saw such a strange thing with the naked eye.

"Is it magic?"

Luo Ning walked over there, and asked the little fox behind him in surprise.

Regardless of whether this kind of thing is magic or magic fluctuations, it should not be seen by Luo Ning.

After all, his magic-immune constitution always made him miss something.

Fanny slowly climbed off Luo Ning's back.

The way she descended the tree was like a koala, moving little by little until she was standing on both feet, and still clinging to Luo Ning's hand.

"We don't think it's magic. The breath is a bit weird. Let's see."

Because of the small paws of Fanny's feet, she can run on rocky ground with no problem at all.

It is because the legs are too short, so I always stumble accidentally.

She walked and crawled, and quickly jumped to the place that made her feel strange.

Fanny stood outside the space with transparent fluctuations, stretched out her slender little finger, and touched it lightly.

That space is like a suspended wall of water, with a light touch from Fanny, small waves will ripple out of it.

"Well... it really isn't magic."

"It's a bit similar to the space we took you to escape from before. There is an independent space inside."

Fanny squatted in front of the transparent ripples, and looked back at Luo Ning slowly walking in.

Fanny couldn't wait to grab Luo Ning's big warm hand and moved forward.

Luo Ning hesitated and wanted to withdraw his hand.

"Don't, destroy the space here in a while."

Luo Ning was somewhat self-aware of the destructive ability of his magic immunity.

After all, this is the place where Fu Ni was born. If there is really an independent space inside, it should be cherished.

"It's okay, it's okay, stable space is not magic, it's a material that exists... just like the stomach pouch of some cow-shaped monsters, that kind of stomach pouch is often used by humans to make space bags because of its storage capacity. This It has already formed a stable space, even if it is touched by the Creator God, it doesn't matter."

As she spoke, Fanny hugged Luo Ning's hand, and her little hand rubbed and squeezed Luo Ning's palm.

Her hand was too small, even if she put the whole thing in Luo Ning's palm, it would not be enough to fill Luo Ning's big hand.

Fanny grabbed Luo Ning's sweaty hand and wiped it on her flat chest, then stretched Luo Ning's hand forward.

"You're fine in that silver dragon's space, so don't be nervous."

"Relax, let's just hang out, don't go in first."

Luo Ning: "?"

"Can you learn something better?"

"Huh? Is there a problem?"

Fanny blinked her innocent golden brown eyes.

It has to be said that her pure and immature appearance is hard to miss.

Under her innocent expression, Luo Ning even wondered if she was thinking too much.

Luo Ning's hand was extended by Fanny.

The moment he touched that fuzzy space, he and Fanny were sucked in by a strong force at the same time, as if they were being sucked into a gourd bottle.

697 The Fox's Watch

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698 The Sword in the Stone

A beam of light like the sun fell on the waiting sword in the stone.

The light source is unknown, as if it appeared out of thin air in space.

The light is clean and pure, with a hazy divinity.

When Luo Ning approached, the white light on Jian Ren's body increased a bit.

"This sword..."

Luo Ning murmured.

The sword seemed to be responding to Luo Ning.

There is a sense of familiarity.

Luo Ning took a step forward, with his legs slightly spread apart.

He spread his legs apart, found a posture for exerting strength, and stood in front of the sword in the stone.

Then he stretched out his hands and grabbed the sword hilt covered with delicate scales.

The hilt is very heavy, and you can vaguely feel the heavy weight of the sword in your hand.

Luo Ning took a deep breath and held it back.