"There's always a way." Wei Gong felt a disturbance in his heart, "Let's go and see the situation first." ”

……

If, before, in the past thousand years, that dragon once represented the glory of the Book Sword Country, once made great contributions to the survival of the Book Sword Country, and once guarded this country countless times, then-

Now it has become a nightmare for the people of the Sword Country.

The corners of Shen Liang's mouth rose slightly, and he let out a sneer.

It's ironic that the once loyal guards have become their worst enemies after saving their precarious defenses.

There was a loss of concentration in his eyes, there was still a way to retreat from the Sword Country, but what about them?

This is their own country, and it is the Zhenguo Divine Beast that is raging a hundred years ago in the Book Sword Country, where else can they flee to?

He looked up at the sky, and the only way now was-

"Kill it, kill that dragon!"

What the?

The soldiers of the Sword Kingdom were all taken aback.

……

When Wei Gong and the others arrived at the western foot of Yunlong Pass, this was already a scene of hell on earth.

By now, he suddenly understood what Ye Ziqing meant when he said that the ghost dragon could control life and death.

At the lower edge of the mountain, corpse soldiers with hollow eyes were fighting each other with the living people of the Book Sword Country.

The two sides held each other on a delicate scale, but even the blind could see that as the green light of the dragon above illuminated them, more and more dead soldiers joined the camp of the dead, and the number on the side of the living was drastically decreasing.

Once a certain threshold is exceeded, this snowballing advantage triggers an avalanche effect.

In the sky, Ye Ziqing and an azure figure were attacking each other, even a twelvefold realm master like Ye Ziqing didn't seem to have the upper hand.

Countless soldiers of the Chongjian Kingdom flew into the sky in dense clusters and launched attacks on the giant dragon from different directions.

It looks like a swarm of enraged bees, besieging a huge spherical shape in the air.

In the next second, the crowd was swept away by the huge dragon's tail.

There was a rain of blood in the sky, and as many people landed at the same time, there were more corpses on the ground.

And the soldiers who had been swept away gathered again and attacked the various parts of the dragon in an orderly manner......

This process went back and forth many times.

Aside from the steadily decreasing number of Swordsman soldiers, the dragon showed no signs of exhaustion.

Wei Gong himself estimated in his heart how many chances he had of defeating such a behemoth with their current abilities.

The answer is zero.

Wei Gong didn't think that he could fight against so many Shujian Nation troops alone.

But the dragon that swam in the sky could.

It has unrivaled strength, and it can deliver earth-shattering blows with a random sweep of its tail.

It has sturdy, invulnerable scales and flesh that can withstand almost any attack.

Even if some master's slash could pierce through the gaps in the scales with precision, it would be stuck in the thick and tough flesh, and it would not hurt it at all.

Emiya swallowed with difficulty, as if remembering the horror he had when he fought against the mirage, and the nightmarish scene he had passed through in the blood beast's body the other day.

He suddenly realized that these Zhenguo Divine Beasts were even more powerful than he had imagined.

"So, how did the army of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom defeat it more than a hundred years ago?"

"They didn't beat it." Li Shiluo responded, his eyes narrowed slightly, "In that war, the people of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom relied on extremely despicable means to drag that dragon, our Zhenguo Divine Beast, into a situation from which there is no return. ”

"Despicable means?"

"Yes." Li Shiluo nodded, "Although I haven't experienced the great battle that year, my grandfather, the chief swordsmith in charge of the royal sword's building in the palace at that time, told me that at that time, before the war between the two countries of Tianshu, on the night when he met His Majesty and presented the latest sword, outside his window, a terrible shadow was clearly seen-

Shenlong followed a strange figure to the northeast. ”

Northeast ......

The icy Izumo Mountains?

The Icewing Mountains in the territory of the Book Sword Country?

Where did he first see the dragon?

"So, it was defeated? By a mortal? Emiya thought to himself, maybe it was a trap laid by a group of mortals in the Izumo Mountain Range, but he couldn't imagine what kind of great power the other party should have to drag it in the cold mountain range for ten thousand years.

"But what do you mean when you say doomed?"

"The defeat is just a posterity's statement, and I don't know the exact process." Li Shiluo took a deep breath and let out a cold snort from his snort, "However, the dragon never returned, and we thought it had abandoned us. In fact, "

She paused, "I learned from my grandfather that he later went deep into the snowy mountains and saw it once. ”

Speaking of this, a trace of sadness appeared on Li Shiluo's face, "When he came home, he was covered in blood, and it was a miracle that he even survived until then." On that night, when he told his father about Shenlong, he died......"

Li Shiluo gritted his teeth, "That dragon, Ling, it can't come back because it has to fight ...... alone"

She raised her head and looked at Wei Gong's eyes fixedly, "A terrible thing that is enough to make the dragon delirious, rooted in its body, although I don't know what it is, and what means the people of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom have used, but that dragon, as the patron saint of the Book Sword Country, has chosen to leave forever so that this land will not be infringed upon by it." ”

Li Shiluo thought sadly, perhaps, before it occasionally lost its mind, it had tried to kill itself......

In the sky, above the huge dragon's head, between the right forehead and the bone fan, a horn thorn that bent backwards was missing, and the right part of its face, where it followed the eye, was still a dark and terrible depression.

Wei Gong quietly thought about what she had said before, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

How many terrible means did the Heavenly Sword Kingdom use in the war with the Twelve Kingdoms at that time.

Could it be that it is the masterpiece of which swordsmith?

If Xiaoxiao was here, she would definitely say, what Li Shiluo said, the symptoms of that dragon really sounded like-

Mad cow virus.

Or, should I say the [mad dragon virus]?

Emiya snorted and laughed with a pig sound, though he himself realized that it was not the right occasion and the right time.

At the same moment, Li Shiluo was looking at him with angry eyes, and his eyes were almost spewing fire.

"I'm sorry." Emiya retracted his smile and put his hand to his mouth and coughed.

……