The East African Islands were far more chaotic than he had anticipated, and a few years ago he had heard that a group of pirates from the mainland of Ashane had wandered through the islands to establish roots and make them his colonies.

This naturally violated the interests of the local population, and a considerable conflict broke out between the two sides on the sea.

For this news.

Fekir didn't take it to heart at all.

You must know that the East African islands are used by the war machines of the bronze dragons as their own backyard to raise their offspring.

They don't go to other people's troubles, and others come to occupy their territory, isn't it uncomfortable for them to find themselves?

The warships of the alien invaders were dismantled to pieces, and it was not a matter of minutes.

But what he saw now was far from that.

The ships of the alien invaders were larger than any he had ever seen, and they were armed with weapons that Fekir had never seen before.

It can emit a thunderous roar, followed by a huge explosion.

Falling into the water, splashing everywhere.

Falling on the shore, mud and rocks splashed.

Falling on the ship, the ship was torn apart.

Falling on the dragon, blood splattered.

If it is this kind of weapon, one door or two doors is enough, and a warship is densely packed, equipped with dozens or even hundreds of doors.

Where are these few warships so horizontal, even those adult dragons don't dare to rush up easily, who knows if the opponent's warships are equipped with other weapons.

Once trapped, even an ancient dragon like Fekir will be blown up by the opponent's round of concentrated fire.

Several battles frightened Fekir and almost forgot what he was doing.

When, in his eyes, these beings, who were just slaves and blood food, developed such powerful weapons?

The further northwest you go, the greater the number of such ships, the larger the size of the ships, and the greater the number of guns they are equipped with.

This is all silently telling that these warships of Fekir are likely to originate from the forgotten continent that they have long forgotten to the back of their minds.

"What's that?" Fekir's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the battleship below in disbelief.

It was a battleship unlike anything he'd seen before.

The body is more narrow and long, not to mention, this battleship has no sails and masts.

Although Fekir did not know how to build a ship, he also knew the importance of sails and masts to a ship.

Without these two things, it's like a dragon without wings, how can it fly?

This battleship, without sails and masts, not only could sail, but the speed of sailing also broke his cognition.

It wasn't until he felt the tremendous magical power surging on the warship that Fekir reluctantly found a reason to convince himself.

If the other party uses magical power as a driving force, they can do this.

It's just that new problems arise again.

How did the other party do it, and obtain a steady stream of magical power?

Compared to this problem, the opponent's warship is completely made of steel, but it is a minor problem.

In addition, Fekir also felt a familiar aura on this battleship—an aura unique to dragons.

Not their green dragon's, though, but the disgusting bronze dragon's.

If he had seen this battleship alone, Fekir would have associated it with the bronze dragons because of the aura of the bronze dragons it exuded, and thought that they had created it.

But after seeing the three scarred adult bronze dragons circling around this battleship, this thought was involuntarily dispelled.

The injuries on the three adult bronze dragons were all inflicted by the kind of weapon called the cannon.

It shows that the two sides have fought each other a long time ago, and the three-headed adult bronze dragon has not been able to get the benefits.

The three adult bronze dragons followed the battleship for a long time, until this battleship merged with the other warships, and a giant eagle that was not much smaller than the young dragon appeared in the sky, and had to choose a strategic retreat.

Fekir also had to move further away from these battleships.

His temper is a little tyrannical, but it is not stupid, knowing that the other party is not easy to provoke, he still has to hit the muzzle of the other party's cannon.

This time, I came to track down the invaders, and by the way, I reconnoitred the intelligence to see what happened to the former gods who abandoned the cursed land, and made them change so drastically.

With such enlightenment.

Fekildon was full of energy, and he was even more determined to go to the continent of Ashan.

This is no longer as simple as satisfying his curiosity, this is still contributing to his own clan, and the gains he has seen along the way are enough to make the old man angry.

Not to mention, on the continent of Ashan, there may be even bigger surprises waiting for him.

The closer Fekir got closer to the continent of Ashan, the more frightened he became.

The islands and seas along the way are all planted with the same flag of those warships - Black Mountain and White Water.

The city walls are lined with a large number of artillery.

What shocked Fekir the most was that he felt a lot of magic fluctuations in many castles, and he could hear the sound of energy surging.

This means that these cannons are only the surface defense force of these castles, and it is not known what kind of magical ability is hidden behind them.

If you are not careful, you will suffer a big loss.

This is obviously a unique technology only possessed by those elves, how can you see it on this affiliated island of the Ashane Continent, which is known as a magical desert?

And although Fekir felt a little uncomfortable here, it was far from being able to parry.

This magical desert is far less barren than it remembers.

Fekir is confident in his memory.

You can't go wrong.

There is only one possibility that this will happen, and the concentration of magic elements here has become higher.

What's really going on here?

There has been such a big change.

On a small island less than thirty kilometers from the mainland of Ashan, Fekir finally caught up with the intruder.

No.

More precisely.

The intruder gathered his breath and waited there for Fekir.

Judging from the opponent's posture, the opponent knew from the beginning that there was a tail behind his buttocks.

Seeing this, Fekir didn't say a word, turned around and left.

Because there are only two possibilities for this to happen.

One is the other party's bluff.

The other is that the other party has the strength to crush himself.

Given the opposition's previous series of unusual performances, Fekir prefers the latter.

Fekir had no interest in giving away heads.

Rumble!

With a huge wave of sound breaking through the air.

A golden light flew over Fekir's head.

"So fast!"

This was the first feeling that Fekir had born.

"How is it so fast?"

This was the second thought that came to Fekir's mind.

"Fake, right?"

This was the third feeling that came to Fekir's mind.

"I'm going to die!"

This is Fekir's fourth realization.

The speed of the intruder was completely beyond his cognition, and the fastest flying bird he had ever seen was afraid that it would not have the speed of the other party.

Not to mention that the other party has a larger body size than himself.

If the other party didn't pass over his head just now and hit him directly.

There's a good chance you'll kill yourself with a single blow.

The other party has this terrifying speed, and it is not a matter of minutes to get rid of his own tracking.

But the other party didn't do this, which can only show a problem, the other party is using himself as bait to lure himself into the bait.

"I've given you several chances, but you don't know how to give up, since you've chased you here, I can't let you go back easily, I hope you're a smart person, don't force me to use force. Sean, who had regained his appearance as a law giant, clasped his hands to his chest and looked coldly at the ancient green dragon in front of him.

The prophecy perception ability of the Sylvia Dragon Queen, in addition to talent, also has a set of its own system things.

Sean naturally won't let it go, and he picked up everything he could learn, although there is still a long way to go from the level of the Sylvia Dragon Queen's god.

But in terms of perception and detection, Sean still greatly improved, and occasionally even gave birth to a premonition ability that cannot be described in words, especially for his own things, especially sensitive to his own things.

When he was hunted by a group of green dragons, Sean was already sensitive.

It's just that Sean is in a hurry to get home, and he doesn't want to have trouble with these natives.

They didn't pay much attention to them, thinking that it was just their instinct to protect their homeland, and when they left the Last Hunting Ground Continent, they would naturally disperse.

Where do you think, there is still a persevering guy like Fekir in it, biting himself tightly and following him all the way to the Ashane continent.

Then Sean couldn't let it go as he pleased.

What if it turns its head and attracts more green dragons?

For the Eternal Night Commander, these behemoths are definitely a terrifying opponent.

"I wonder if there is any misunderstanding, Your Excellency, I was just passing by, and if it violates your territory, I am sorry, and I will leave now. Fekir used practical actions to interpret what it means to be able to bend and stretch, and the stiff dragon's face worked hard to squeeze out a kind smile.

"Passing by?" Sean said with a look of deceit, "The Ashane Continent and the Last Hunting Ground Continent are separated by more than 8,000 kilometers, you tell me, you are just passing by? Don't play these useless tricks with me, I don't have the time to grind my teeth with you now, before we sort out the relationship between the two sides, please come to my territory for a while." ”

What Fekir saw earlier on the surface of the sea.

Sean also saw it in the process of flying all the way back.

To be honest, the shock in Sean's heart was no less than that of Fekir.

It's just that the information that the two sides know is different, and the content of the shock is a little different, and the situation here is far from before his soul was exiled.

This made him can't help but have a question, he feels that he has only been away from the Ashane continent for less than a year.

But this feeling is most likely inaccurate.

Because this involves different flow rates in both planes.

Maybe it wasn't a year at all in the Ashaan plane, ten or eight years were possible.

Now that the Eternal Night Commander is in the Continent of Ashan, there is a new variable.

Without understanding the change in the whole situation, Sean is not fit to make any decisions.

Especially with the Green Dragon Clan, the supreme ruler of the surface of the Last Hunting Ground Continent.

"This is not appropriate, is it!" Although Fekir admitted, it did not mean that he was willing to tie his hands and grab it, fold his wings, and plunge towards the sea.

If you want to compete in speed, it's obviously useless, and now you can only try to borrow water.

Bang!

The pace of Fekir's decline is not unfast.

But Sean was faster.

By the time Fekir hit the ice, the ice was no longer just ice.

Instead, a large ice lump that didn't know the thickness directly hit itself dizzy.

"Toast without eating and eating and drinking. Sean snorted, unwilling to ramble with Fekir any longer, and the power of the law surged, converging into a huge collar that was put around the neck of the ancient green dragon Fekir.

"What is this?" Fekir Dragon's face welled up with unease, and he tried to use the dragon's claws to remove the golden collar from his neck, but he grabbed it directly, and this thing could be seen, but not touched.

"The circle of the law, you can also call it the circle of tightening, as long as you are within a kilometer of me, it will not be affected, but the farther away, the tighter it will be until it breaks your neck, and you will not be able to take it until you have mastered the use of the law more than I do. Sean patiently explained.

"You're not going to intimidate me with this, are you?" said Fekir in disbelief, is there such a unique magic in this world?

"If you don't believe me, you can give it a try. ”

"You're not stopping me from leaving?"

"If you can leave, just leave. Sean sideways out of the way of the southeast road, looking casual.

The unbelieving Fekir took to the air again and flew towards the final hunting ground continent.

At first, it was just an attempt, but after discovering that the collar around his neck did not react abnormally, he accelerated to fly.

Try to get away from Sean as fast as possible, lest the other party regret it.

The speed of the ancient dragon was at full speed, which was also quite amazing, and it didn't take long for it to turn into a small back in front of Sean's eyes.

Sean just stayed where he was with his hands on his chest.

In less than ten minutes, Fekir flew back dejectedly, and the dark green dragon scales around the golden collar were broken, and they were bloody.

"How's that? believe it now?" Sean's voice remained unwavering, as if he had done something insignificant.

"Believed. Fekir nodded, not believing it or not.

The situation just now, as the other party said, as long as he left the other party for a kilometer, the golden collar around his neck began to tighten, and it tightened more and more, and even the dragon scales that the dragons were proud of couldn't bear this terrifying power.

Seven or eight attempts in a row, all of which were the case.

Fekir was afraid that Sean would suddenly move away from him at full speed, so he let this spell directly strangle his head, so he could only run back in disgrace.