In the years that followed, Hares gathered a number of Dark Elf raiders who roamed the shadows to form a spy organization directly under the king, and it was because of their existence that the Dark Elf Kingdom could obtain information about the countries and races of the continent.

The Silvermoon Organization was officially established and became a feared existence for monarchs of various countries, so the Dark Elf Kingdom had an extremely advantageous initiative in diplomacy.

As for the mages who have received the assistance of the dark elves and the magic scroll, the Perus Empire has gradually shown its fangs and launched a war against the Void Ancestor, and the war cultivators over the years have also seen the birth of the Nian Qi Master, and they have a strong defense and a strong attack in battle, becoming the sharpest spear on the battlefield.

The true power of the Void Ancestor, who had not been known to the outside world for many years, was finally fully displayed in front of Perus, the brave and good warriors, the powerful Nian Qi Master, and the fearless exorcism group made the Void Ancestor undefeated and killed the people of the Perus Empire turn their backs in the battle that lasted for more than two years.

Perus, who had invested a lot of manpower and material resources in the war, had already fallen rapidly from his heyday, and finally had to announce reconciliation with the Void Ancestor, who did not like war after the war, chose to close himself off from the country and avoid being involved in the disputes on the Arad continent again.

The Void Ancestor, who showed great strength in the war against the Perus Empire, made the country dare not underestimate it, and the policy of escapism was also successfully implemented for hundreds of years, of course, this is already a later story for the current Xiuzhe.

As for the future in which the Perus Empire will gradually split into several vassal states, Xiu Zhe is not interested in observing it anymore, and at the same time, Bakar also took the initiative to contact him, and Xiu Zhe returned to the heavenly realm with Lydia and Nilbas.

Living in the Heavenly Realm is two hundred years, and time has no meaning to Xiu Zhe.

In addition to the fact that his swordsmanship has been improving, the fit with the ghosts and gods has never improved, but Xiu Zhe is not in a hurry, he has already felt that he has reached a bottleneck and needs a suitable opportunity to make the fit of the ghosts and gods go further.

The fifth anti-dragon war started again, and Xiu Zhe was also invited by Bakar to the highest part of the palace to admire the struggle of the Celestial Realm.

Overlooking the heavenly realm full of gunsmoke, Bakar shook the red wine in his glass and said calmly: "I am tired of seeing this scene, although they are improving every time, but it is too far from what I expected. ”

"Time is running out for you and me, do you have to see the Heavenly Realm become truly powerful?" Xiu Zhe glanced at the tall Bakar beside him, calculating that there would be at most a hundred years before Sha Lan was born, and he would be born six hundred years later, and even Xiu Zhe himself didn't know what would happen at that time.

Once he had gained Bakar's power and was unable to break through the Space-Time Gate, he would have time to prepare other methods.

"Oh? That's..."Bakar ignored Xiu Zhe, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes locked on the mechanical iron fist that was fought from another dimensional dimension, did the right fist of Geboga, which had brought him a lot of trouble more than two hundred years ago, finally reappeared?

Seeing Bakar's figure disappear in an instant, Xiu Zhe sighed helplessly and looked down.

Bakar, who had already turned into a hundred-meter-tall dragon, parried Gaboga's fist, and as Bakar entered the battlefield, the Celestial Rebels, who had previously had a big advantage, instantly turned into a disadvantage.

Likewise did not kill them all,

After killing several mechanical war gods, Bakar leisurely returned to Xiuzhe, picked up the goblet placed in front of the window, and took a sip of the red wine.

"The time is ripe, and it's time for you to be on the scene."

Hearing Bakar's words, Xiu Zhe was slightly stunned, then nodded, turned around, and slowly walked towards the outside of the palace.

Exactly seventy-five years later, the Sixth War of the Dragons began, and compared to the Fifth War of the Dragons, the Seven Gods of War of the Machines who launched the Sixth War not only made a major breakthrough in technology, but also had the assistance of a mysterious young man wearing a black swirl-like mask.

The dragon army was crushed for thousands of miles, and the four dragon guards of fire and black real gold were all killed, Xiu Zhe did not show the power of ghosts and gods that the world feared, but borrowed the power of Kazan and combined with the swordsmanship of the black knife 'Dark Moon' created for him by Carlo to the extent of invincibility.

But despite this, Xiu Zhe did not show too conspicuousness, and he and the rebels led by the Seven Mechanical War Gods also came to Bakar after a bloody battle.

Sitting on the throne safely, Bakar's eyes were as calm as water, looking at the agitated rebels, nodding secretly in his heart, how could he not feel a little relieved that the stone he had been playing with for hundreds of years finally glowed?

Although if Xiu Zhe did not appear to play one of the roles, these rebels would still not be able to kill him, but Bakar also saw the future from them.

A future where technology can defeat magic!

After a few words of nonsense that were not nutritious, the rebels took the lead in choosing to take action, and in the face of hundreds of heavy firearms and countless self-detonating robots, Bakar also turned into a 10,000-meter dragon.

"Just let me see! You have no right to kill me! Do you have the qualifications for me to surrender my strength willingly? ”

Hearing Bakar's resounding dragon roar in the sky, a wry smile hung on the corner of Xiu Zhe's mouth under the mask, he had already guessed that Bakar would not perform a play without using all his strength as the two had planned before.

The inability to use the power of ghosts and gods can be said to be a big reduction in Xiu Zhe's strength, but he is not alone against Bakar, and the existence of Kazan and Purmont has invisibly made the morale of the rebels at its peak.

The war was fierce, and Bakar did not spare the slightest hand, and in this last moment, he was still playing the role of a ferocious dragon mercilessly reaping the lives of the rebels.

Of course, Bakar also enjoys it.

As the battle continued, Bakar's body became more and more scarred, and even the existence of the King of Ten Thousand Dragons like him could not withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of the Heavenly Realm and the fierce swordsmanship of Xiu Zhe.

When he was about to run out of strength, Bakar struggled to maintain his dragon form and return to his human form, and the rebels came up with their biggest killer move: Gapoga's punch.

The door of space opened by technological means blasted out the pre-charged Gaiboga's fist, and Bakar let out a loud shout and slapped his palms on Geboga's fist, but he could no longer resist the force of this punch.

With his arms gone, Bakar was knocked out of the palace and smashed countless buildings before he stabilized himself against a ruin, and what awaited him was a black knife made of Terra Stone.

The glowing black knife pierced his skin without any pause, piercing his heart as Bakar coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his otherwise powerful eyes were now dark

Looking at the masked man with a black knife in both hands, Bakar showed a smile and said slowly, "Don't forget what you promised me, Xiu Zhe." ”

At this time, there were only two people in the venue, Bakar and Xiuzhe, and there was nothing wrong with mentioning Xiuzhe's name.

Xiu Zhe's movement of holding the knife did not change, and his eyes under the mask were as calm as water, and he said: "You will finally see Heard in the underworld, and now, you should also hand over your power to me, right?" ”

"Of course. . . Without my power... You.. You can't break it at all.. Destiny. ”

Bakar coughed up a mouthful of blood again, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and immediately Xiu Zhe felt a huge amount of energy pouring into his body along the blade, this was the power of Bakar's apostle, that is, the power of the former twelve Beyana fighting gods.

And as Bakar handed over his power to Xiuzhe, the vitality in his eyes was also fading quickly, but even in the face of death, the Apostle Bakar, the tyrannosaurus king who had ruled the heavenly realm for hundreds of years, kept smiling.

He was not afraid of death, he was only afraid that Herder's plot would succeed.

He doesn't love the land, he just doesn't want to submit to a man-made fate.

So in order to be able to drag Herder into the water, Bakar did not hesitate to become a villain through the ages, and did not hesitate to give his power to others.

"This letter. At your request, I have... made .." As he spoke, Bakar trembled and took out a letter and handed it to Xiu Zhe.

"Goodbye, my friend. During this time, I was taken care of. Feeling the last of Beyana's power flowing into his body, Xiu Zhe took the envelope and pulled the Dark Moon out of Bakar's heart, he had to give Bakar a good time in order to prevent the Celestials from torturing the dying Bakar.

Bakar's body, which had lost his vitality and had completely died, slowly fell down the wall, this battle Bakar had exhausted all his strength, and the power of one of the twelve Beyana was left with only one origin, and it still needed Xiu Zhe to take time to warm up and restore his powerful energy.

The process of recovering energy is not long, and Bakar has also mentioned this problem to Xiu Zhe, it only takes a few days or even less than a day for the origin to give birth to a powerful power for Xiu Zhe to use.

Bakar's centuries-old rule over the heavenly realm was over the moment of his death, and the men with guns on the battlefield were left with tears when they saw Bakar's corpse, not to mention the girl who fought bravely to kill the enemy, and after hundreds of years of resistance, they finally won freedom from Bakar's hands, and these tears were happy, tears shed by happiness to the extreme.

The news of the death of the tyrannosaurus king Bakar spread in the heavens like a gust of wind in an instant, and people were a little incredulous when they heard the news of the death of this evil dragon, but when they saw the corpse of Bakar brought back by the rebels, no one did not raise their hands and cheer.

The haze that had shrouded the Celestial Realm for hundreds of years dissipated at this moment, and the Seven War Gods of this generation cleared the clouds and mist to let the Celestial Realm see light again.

Every scientist who took up arms to fight against the dragons and behind the scenes was loved and revered, but just when it was thought that the leader of the Seven Machines deserved to be their monarch, the leader refused.

Having devoted his life to the mechanical revolution and only studying technology, he knew that he knew nothing about politics and could not lead the Celestials to a better future, a decision that made the Celestials admire their leader even more.