In the deepest part of the Demon Clan, a sweaty Demon Clan hurried to a palace.

"Something is wrong!"

After getting permission, the demon clan quickly walked into the palace, knelt on the ground, and said with an anxious expression.

"What's wrong?" The door at the back of the palace closed, and the figure on the throne slowly turned around, looked at the demon kneeling in front of him, and said lightly.

"The people of the allied forces of all races are coming!" the demon's voice seemed a little flustered and hurried, apparently, he had also run from the direction of the battlefield before.

"Fighting?" The Demon King's brows furrowed slightly from the cloak that he had, and then he looked at the Demon Clan below him: "You mean, your people are not only defeated, but also let people fight at the doorstep?"

"King, We ......"

"Rubbish!"

Under the cloak, a cold voice came: "I haven't paid attention to you for a few days, and it's like this, and you still have the face to come and see me?"

Hearing the words of the Demon King, the sweat on the demon's face cooled suddenly. He could feel his body temperature dropping, but the sweat was still flowing, but the sweat had changed from hot sweat to cold sweat.

"Waste! What a bunch of bad rubbish!" Looking down at the demon not far from his feet, a deep disgust flashed in the eyes of the demon king: "You humble and insignificant reptiles can never be useful creatures, in that case, what do I want you to do?"

"I'm ...... Please, don't ......."

Without listening to the demon's words again, the Demon King looked at the demon and waved his hand lightly.

A pitch-black light gently brushed over the demon's body beneath his feet.

The next moment, the demon disappeared so abruptly.

And in the darkness not far from him, something seemed to squirm, and made a strange 'coo' sound, and then disappeared.

Turning his head, the Demon King no longer looked at the disappeared guy, but looked at the gate behind him: "It seems that it will take some time before the gate is fully opened." Okay, I'll take this opportunity to solve the problem. ”

Putting on his robes, the Demon King slowly stepped down from his throne and walked towards the door of the main hall.

……

In the battlefield, two maverick beings appeared.

They don't belong to the Demon Clan, nor do they belong to the coalition.

However, whoever dares to attack them will be met with a ruthless counterattack. In some cases, they will also take the initiative.

These two maverick existences are Li Chen and Ning Wangyang.

In the eyes of the two of them, there was no difference between the Demon Clan and the Alliance, they were looking at everything around them with a special gaze.

They only kill those they deserve.

After experiencing the previous things, Ning Wangyang seemed to have finally let go of the burden in his heart, and once again pulled out the black sword that had been stained with countless blood.

In fact, since the curse of his body was expelled, Ning Wangyang has always had a subconscious sense of resistance to killing.

Therefore, even in the face of such a group of robbers, he was ruthless.

However, after seeing all kinds of ugliness, he finally understood.

This world is still full of injustice, and it is not possible to save it by relying on good intentions.

For some people, only the sword is the best way to entertain them, he does not expect himself to be a hero or a great sage, but he only wants a clear conscience.

In this way, this is Ning Wangyang's way of survival!

Of course, although the existence of the two is special, it is only in a small area, and it does not make too many waves.

And in such a large and chaotic battlefield, the presence of the two is not particularly conspicuous.

The real core of the battlefield is still among the first troops who continue to penetrate into the depths of the demon clan.

Although the coalition forces are deepening, more and more powerful demon clans are beginning to appear. The advance of the coalition forces also encountered obstacles.

Because, these real demon clan powerhouses are not something that can be easily solved.

"Give up resistance, you see, do you really think you can stand up to our army?"

In the air, several strong men and a huge black dragon formed a confrontation.

"Gut, you are a dragon, you know this better than us, why did you choose to join the demon clan? As long as you are willing to surrender, we are still willing to accept you. ”

Gut is a powerful black dragon, even if it is a strong man of the coalition army, he is not very willing to fight this guy, because although they have a large number of people, it is inevitable that there will be casualties if they fight with this black dragon.

However, hearing the words of the coalition powerhouse, Gut sneered: "Accept me, one hundred and seventy years ago, why didn't you say that?"

"At that time, our dragon clan was forced to a dead end by you, it was the demon clan who accepted me, and now, you have come to destroy my home again. My enemies have always been you who think you are righteous!"

A mouthful of furious dragon flame swept towards the group of powerhouses, directly interrupting the next words of the coalition powerhouses.

"Originally, although there were not many of our dragon clans, there were dozens of clansmen, but it was you who became dragon slaying powerhouses for what glory. In the end, even my last loved ones died at your hands. Now, you tell me that you will accept me?"

"Phew!"

Gut's dark golden pupils were full of madness and hatred, even more violent than these coalition people.

"Come on, kill me!, although I'm the last dragon in the small world, I'm also a dragon with backbone! Even if I die, I won't surrender to you sanctimonious guys!!"

With a furious aura, the last dragon clan in this small world rushed towards the strong team of the coalition army.

An endless burst of fury from the air, like the brightest fireworks.

……

Li Chen withdrew his gaze from the air and looked at Ning Wangyang beside him: "A long time ago, we also thought that dragons were legendary creatures, right?"

"Hmm. Ning Wangyang nodded: "In Chinese legends, dragons are sacred beings. And in Western legends, dragons are an evil and powerful race. ”

Gut is a pure Western dragon.

Although he was only a black dragon with a relatively average bloodline among the dragons, he was still a dragon.

It seems that it is the same in both the main world and the small world, and in the eyes of others, the dragon of the West symbolizes endless wealth and honor.

Of course, this premise is to kill him.

Gute is evil or not, but today, Li Chen and Ning Wangyang saw a real dragon.

A true dragon with flesh and blood, a soul, and a backbone.

Perhaps, it will also be the last dragon in the small world that is about to fall.