"Do you know that the rain in the Canglong Continent has been desolate and lonely since ancient times? Do you know that it is constantly washing away the struggle of the continent and the sorrow of the continent. ”

In the endless gray crimson mist, a voice drifted into the ears of a teenager from a distance.

"Who is it?" the boy asked, opening his closed eyes.

However, after waiting for a long time, he did not get any response. It was as if the boy's words, like a light in a thick fog, had dissipated before they could be issued.

"Who the hell are you?" asked the boy again, looking a little angry.

However, what awaited him was a dead silence as if he had been born in the realm of the undead.

He looked up, and thankfully, the fog began to dissipate, and a huge iron gate made of pitch-black unknown metal stood in front of him.

It seems to be a product of connecting this world with the underworld, and it is more like a masterpiece of mechanical craftsmanship left over from some prehistoric civilization.

The refined dragon totem, mixed with the rancid scent wafting from the side, channeled his spirit and soul into an ancient spell called "Scarlet Black".

There was no kind of existence in the darkness and crimson behind the thick fog, no breath of life, not even the illusion of nature in this world was not spied on.

In the vigorous calling, the young man's emotions gradually changed from hesitation to anger, and from anger to anxiety again.

Boom ————

The giant door opened without warning, revealing a pitch-black psychedelic scene.

If it were a normal human, I would be worried about the strange tentacles that suddenly burst out of it, or the disgusting monsters that occupy the eyeballs.

But the young man's attention was not here, under the impact of the rendering of emotions and the repetition of the picture just now, he no longer cared about maintaining the posture that was suspended just now, and jumped to the ground and rushed towards the boundless darkness.

I don't know how long I ran and I don't know where I got there. Finally, at the end of the haze, a psychedelic shadow appeared in front of the boy.

"That's what you said behind the door. Who the hell are you, and why are you here?" the boy scolded, stepping forward quickly to try to touch the shadow.

However, before his hand could touch the shadow, the shadow turned its head and continued to say in a slightly ethereal voice just now: "I am you, your memory. I am here to take you back. Remember, you're not a dragon!"

With that, the phantom turned around and disappeared into the terrifying darkness.

The boy seemed to want to say something, but in this strange psychedelic he was surprised to find that he couldn't make any sound.

At this moment, the darkness dissipated, and a fantastic picture that transcended his thinking and spirit surged in front of his eyes:

In the depths of the Canglong (Zhuogen) Continent, beside the churning lava, a huge stone pillar leads from the ground to the sky, and the breath of magic lingers around.

On the side of the stone pillar that had been carefully carved by someone with delicate machinery, a dragon with a completely translucent body was barely flapping its wings. In the sound of muffled breathing, the blood in his body was pouring out uncontrollably. Anyone can see that his life is coming to an end.

Next to the black dragon is a red dragon that corresponds to it. Unlike him, the red dragon at this time, under the bruises all over his body, and the blood stains that continued to ooze, only the strength to speak was left.

Next to them was a river of blood. This river of blood, along with countless fallen dragons, reflected the bodies of countless humans beside it. It seems that after slaughtering the dragons, they have become heroes of the continent.

"Destroying the balance of the continent, is this what you want? You must know that the resurrection of the dragon clan is only for the continent to stop war. Now that you provoke a war, the mainland, there will only be killing left. The red dragon held up the last of its strength and roared at the humans in front of him.

"Don't talk nonsense, we just need spirit stones. We don't care what happens to the dragons. As long as you hand over the spirit stones, we will not wipe out the dragons. Of course, if you don't hand over the spirit stones, we will continue to search for them in the continent and will not stop until the dragons are destroyed again. The tall human at the head smiled, and plunged the sword in his hand into the scarred red dragon's body again.

That man is the leader of all the human beings here. Dressed in pitch-black armor and armed with a steel sword made by an ancient craftsman nation, his eyes piercing as he stared ahead, expecting victory just one step away.

"Ahh

"Whether you want to or not can't tolerate you, and even if you don't want to, we can take it. The leader smiled, gently stroking the dragon's blood on his sword, he was not willing to destroy this precious medicinal herb.

After pondering on the spot for a minute, he took a deep breath and once again charged the sword in his hand towards the black dragon beside him.

The light and shadow of the sword flickered, and the black dragon did not let out any shouts, and after the scarlet slash symbolizing death, it did not make any sound, as if it were a dead silence in the surrounding environment.

"Hehe, stupid, what do you think the spirit stone is? Do you think that if you get the balance of the spirit stone continent, it will not be broken? Do you think the spirit stone is power? I want to stop you, but ...... But I don't have the strength to argue with you anymore. There's always someone, there's always someone who will let us come back, then...... At that time, you will definitely regret that you provoked a war on the continent for this spirit stone. The red dragon struggled with his last strength and said angrily.

The leader ignored the red dragon struggling on the brink of death, and he looked at it with contempt and plunged his sword into the ground.

The red dragon also smiled, and did not speak, but quickly poured out a spell belonging to the demonic source power in his mouth.

Under the spell, the delicate stone pillars seemed to have been crushed by machinery and cracked and scattered, and bright rays of light in them flew in all directions.

"Stop him, let him face death. The leader shouted viciously, using all his strength to gather the demonic power that was beating around him. In an instant, countless fireballs attacked the red dragon from all directions.

Boom –

When the fireballs converged in one place and exploded, the red dragon's body and the stone pillar broke at the same time.

After two seconds of time stagnating, a spirit stone slowly flew out of the crack in the stone pillar, and then flew into the leader's hands like a controlled elf through the magic source power.

"Dragons, for thousands of years, have been so stubborn. Your destruction is inevitable and self-inflicted. Hahahaha......" the leader grinned.

Looking down at the dragon's blood as the ultimate victor, he couldn't help but turn from a smile to a hideous ecstasy.

Unconsciously, he raised the spirit stone in his hand, pulled out the steel sword again, and announced to the dead scarlet and his fanatical men: "From today onwards, the power of darkness will be revived on the mainland, and our time has come. ”

As soon as the words fell, the spirit stone in his hand suddenly released a trace of brilliant light, and the powerful magic source power flashed, and the spirit stone instantly turned into powder.

But what everyone didn't expect was that the moment the spirit stone was shattered, from the bodies of the black dragon and the red dragon, a very strong demonic source power also quickly rushed out and rushed towards the sky of the continent. The colorful aura followed the wind, and the bodies of the black dragon and the red dragon gradually diffused in place.

"My lord, are you going to chase it?" said a nobody.

"No need, they have completely failed, and now our goal is the remaining spirit stones and continents. The leader sneered, glanced back, and then left the stone pillar.

The departure of the human race has caused the darkness to reoccupy the place. The space around the stone pillar returned to a state of darkness and dead silence again.

Squeak, squeak.

The sound of Soso has once again taken over the place, as if the Creator had abandoned it again, and it was as if the mysterious monsters of the darkness had regained from this mechanical world.

However, instead of waiting for monsters and disasters, after a long time, someone who whispered a prophecy from the ancients: "Light and darkness are reincarnated." Humans and dragons, the war is endless. ”

A pair of eyes unconsciously looked towards the chant. I saw that the demonic power of the dragon, which had just been missed by the humans, turned into a ray of light, and rushed towards another plane with the last will and hope of the dragon clan.

But this power seemed to be too weak, so that when he broke through the barrier of the plane, he realized that his energy was already running out.

"There is no way, it can only be like this. I only hope that there is a destiny to save the dragons. The power smiled bitterly in the old voice of the dragon clan, and quickly dissipated in the sky above the new world.

But under the old world, the melodious and desolate chanting of the dragon clan seems to have never stopped for thousands of years, and it seems that it will continue until the end of the continent:

Destiny will be born,

The power will inherit,

The dragon will be revived,

No one ever knew,

When the curtain of darkness falls,

The music of the call is coming,

There will be people,

Coexist with the flames!

......

But the light of the newborn dragon clan in the Canglong (Zhuogen) continent, and the dark and light creatures created by the Creator, had been annihilated again, as if they had never been ignited.