Golden pupils.

Legend has it that only those who are ranked as godheads have the color of their eyes.

In contrast to the non-existent clan that calls themselves the "Oni Clan", the silver pupils are a symbol of supreme power and absolute power.

From the time of the creation of gods, it was the exclusive property of those so-called gods.

Ironically, however, it was not God himself who was the first to possess a golden pupil.

Rather, as a failed product of god-making, the dragon.

It has a personality close to the Godhead, and at the same time, through the oldest ritual, language, the power contained in the person is released, and the powerful body that is fused with the strengths of the beasts for design reasons.

The true dragon species, the existence of the SSS rank, preceded the gods and possessed the power to be close to the gods.

Thus, after the birth of the true gods, the mighty dragon species also ushered in the end of their fate.

Regarded as ominous and taboo, they were persecuted, mercilessly hunted and crusaded.

Even true gods have the possibility of falling, let alone dragons who are failures.

They flapped their wings, they roared, and they fought to the death with grief and anger against their former companions.

The breath of the flames could not calm the anger in their hearts, and so, the source of all sorrow, the golden pupil that was considered a taboo, finally ignited a raging flame that was no longer extinguished.

Appearing in front of Kazama Yangyu, it was such a pair of flaming, burning golden pupils.

With ridicule and contempt.

The throat seems to be blocked by something.

Kazama suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe.

Although he had read it more than 10,000 times in the book, when the real dragon seed appeared in front of him, it seemed to be a double coercion from the soul and the person, and almost forced him to give up all resistance.

I can't even say a word.

And, of course, screams of terror.

Unlike the two-headed wyvern seen in Alheim, the Land of Light, this is a true dragon species, with the majesty of an emperor.

Thou shalt not blaspheme, brook no violation.

However, the funny thing is that his task turned out to be to bring down the other party.

Or, to put it bluntly, to kill.

"Well, your first task is to kill the big guy in front of you."

Sakurahaku's voice sounded in his head at the right time, and it was as easy as saying "Hey, when you go to the convenience store, help me bring instant noodles by the way".

However, even with instant noodles, you need to explain the brand and taste.

"Hint! Give me a hint! Or just give me a guide! ”

Akira Kazama, who finally came back to his senses from his initial ignorance, recalled who this guy was talking to himself in his mind, and then quickly came back to his senses, turned around and ran out.

By the way, he hugged the blue-haired girl who was still sitting on the ground.

There was a strange feeling that forced him to take the girl he had just met.

Memory, some subtle confusion, is like, suddenly recalling the memories of a past life, in a daze and struggling, forced to accept everything.

"These ...... What is it...... My memory ......"

"Raiders? It doesn't exist~"

Very cheerfully, Sakurabai answered the first question.

"As for your somewhat confused mind right now, it can only be said to be a side effect of entering the book world...... But don't resist, it can be a good way for you to adapt to your current role and get his corresponding skills~"

The second answer, although it explained some of the problems to some extent, obviously plunged Kazama's already pitiful mind into a more chaotic state.

He opened his mouth slightly, although there were still thousands of questions "croaking" in his head, but now was obviously not the time to ask.

"Be careful!"

With a loud shout, Kazama Yangyu subconsciously jumped out sideways, and rolled on the ground a few times in embarrassment.

The terrible sound of the wind can pass by the ears.

From the corner of his eye, there was only a red light, which flashed.

Then, before Kazama could breathe a sigh of relief, a scorching air pressure with the smell of burning hair hit quickly.

Instinctively, I wanted to dodge, but it seemed that it was already too late.

The almost pale flames, like magma erupting from a doomsday volcano, were viscous and scorching.

In an instant, he pounced in front of the two.

The black dot suddenly appeared, and the huge suction force suddenly skyrocketed, sucking the two Kazama Hiroha into it.

Then, spit it out again.

Fall on, not far from the gravel beach.

There was a strange and strange laughter, faintly heard, the sound of giant wings flapping into the air.

The black shadow like a hill began to rise slowly again.

In a cloud of smoke and dust.

But Kazama could feel that there was a burning gaze that came straight through the long smoke and dust, with malice and mockery.

There was light, two rays of light, like meteors, passing through the sky.

Straight towards the dark shadow in the smoke and dust.

With an indomitable momentum.

The black is like paint, cold and resolute; The purple one is like electricity, and Tianwei is panicked.

The black shadow suddenly accelerated, and suddenly rose into the air.

Finally, in an instant, the smoke and dust were broken.

The huge shadow, like the demon king of the last days, completely enveloped Kazama and the others.

At the same time, the shadow that had been hidden in the smoke and dust was finally exposed in front of Kazama in the most intuitive form.

Flaming eyes, flaming scales, hideous heads, long dragging two ethereal dragon whiskers; The slender body with a red body is far more flexible than that of the Western dragon species, but it is not as slender as described in Eastern legends; The huge wings that covered the sky and the sun, powerful and powerful, flapped the air around them fiercely, and vibrated into a circle of tiny whirlpool hurricanes; Eight sharp claws, slightly open and closed, without the slightest doubt how sharp they were, could easily tear through steel.

Deeply, he took a breath, and two streamers of light flashed in a flash, and with an unparalleled momentum, they rushed towards the hideous dragon.

There is no imaginary roar, only light and shadow, flashing rapidly.

The huge dragon body instantly turned into a crimson streamer, flickering and moving, frolicking, and wandering between the other two streamers.

Still keeping his head up with the posture of rolling out with the old words, Kazama Yangyu looked at it blankly, and for a while, he forgot where he was.

A colorful light suddenly fell from the sky and fell silently in front of Kazama Yangyu and Xiyu.

"Hey! Jeremir, you don't want to run to fight, but here you hold on to my family, even if she doesn't mind, I will mind~"

An exaggerated expression that was slightly angry appeared without warning in Kazama.

Kazama Yangha, who finally came back to his senses, was startled, quickly let go of the former words in his arms, and climbed up with a smoke.

He stared blankly at the young man in front of him who looked leisurely sitting on a beautifully embroidered colored blanket.

It's just that the tattered clothes and dusty blankets show that the other party's situation just now is obviously not as easy as he is now.

"Shirokawa?"

In my mind, such a name jumped out coldly.

"Oh, don't use interrogative sentences, even if you don't want to use a thousand-year-old declarative sentence like a chant, but in this case, at least use an exclamation sentence!"

Quickly, from an angry face to a serious expression of education, Xianchuan, who did not forget to complain while his teammates were fighting, obviously did not have the slightest consciousness of being on the battlefield.

"Don't make a fuss! You two, why don't you go and help! ”

In Qing Yue's voice, Xi Yu shouted with a slightly stunned face.

Smiling awkwardly, Kazama reappeared and looked at the battlefield.

Then, he realized that he no longer had to take the initiative to run over to help......

Because, the crimson behemoth, at some point, has gotten rid of the black and purple figures, like an arrow off the string, straight and rushing towards this side.

The hideous head suddenly opened, revealing a large mouth of blood basin several people high, and the staggered fangs, under the reflection of the sun, flickering with a cold chill, which came in an instant.

Kazama gave a sharp blow and quickly flew out.

Overhead, there was a slightly apologetic teasing.

"Let's go first, Jeremiel! Your wings fly much faster than my magic carpet, so I won't be a drag on you! ”

Bastard! Then aren't you afraid of dragging down the old language?

Raising his head, looking at the magic carpet that quickly flew into the air, he cursed in his heart, and Kazama Hiroha ran desperately while spinning his brain quickly.

"Hey, hey! What the hell is going on! If I die here, you'll have to ask someone to find the pages for you! Hurry up and figure it out for me! ”

At this time, it's really better to find Sakura Bai to be more reliable.

But......

"Solution? I've already said it.,Method.,Raiders or something.,There's no such thing.。 Just feel it, go with the flow, use whatever you feel is good, anyway, you just reproduce history, everything, it's just a futile struggle on the track of destiny of the Heavenly Dao. ”

It seems that it was unexpectedly a philosophical statement...... But what is the use of me......

He pursed his lips helplessly, and behind him, there was a scorching breath, which quickly approached.

Since, it doesn't matter what happens...... Then, do what you like.

Leaping sharply to the side, the pale pillar of fire almost clinging to Kazama's body.

Behind him, there was a scorching tingling sensation, and the smell of burnt skin and flesh came faintly.

Enduring the severe pain, Kazama suddenly stopped, and then, with a sharp turn, he faced the rapidly pressing blood basin mouth.

In the air, there was a burst of angry shouts, mixed with a howl that broke through the air.

But the corners of Kazama's mouth raised slightly.

A dark shadow shrouded in an instant.

Mori Bai's fangs suddenly enlarged, like a guillotine, slicing towards Kazama's head.

"Boom!"

A huge crashing sound, with a strong shock wave, whistled and spread.

Black and purple, with a terrible sound of breaking the air, thunder came.

Fiercely, slammed into the crimson shadow in the smoke and dust.

"Roar!"

In the roar of pain, the huge crimson figure rushed out like lightning, and in an instant, it soared into the air.

On the hideous dragon head, a figure held the thick dragon horns, and the corners of his mouth showed a cheerful smile.

"The feeling of riding a dragon seems to be pretty good......