Haha, come on, the real version of "Riding and Chopping" looks very interesting. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" The thunder dragon panicked, and there was an excited look on his face.

A few hours before the storm, the sea calms down unexpectedly, and the calmer the sea, the more violent the storm is.

The calm now is about the same as the calm before the storm. In the dim hills, in the gloomy jungle, the thunder dragon in the center of the corpse pile gradually felt that different factors had gathered in the air.

That's murderous! The piercing murderous aura surrounded the thunder dragon, making the thunder dragon slowly feel a heavy pressure, and at some point, the vulture hanging above the thunder dragon's head no longer made a piercing chirp, and quietly landed on the strange-shaped tree next to it, staring at the thunder dragon in the center of the field with bloodthirsty eyes.

The factors of silence and fear are constantly filling, in the unique space formed by the mountain wolf and the thunder dragon.

"Roar"

Suddenly, the 15 mountain wolves surrounding the Brontosaurus let out a bloodthirsty wolf howl, and then the mountain wolves rushed out of the jungle like arrows from the string and tore at the Brontosaurus.

The brontosaurus continued to stay where he was, as if he was being stupefied, but he was concentrating on the map of the hills in his mind with his mind.

"The head wolf is 20 meters away from me, the tail wolf is 25 meters away from me, and the blank area does not appear! The head wolf is 15 meters away from me, the tail wolf is 22 meters away from me, and the blank area does not appear; The head wolf is only 10 meters away from me, the tail wolf is 19 meters away from me, and the blank area is !! ”

The brontosaurus gritted his teeth, the alarm in his head getting louder and faster, but he was still staring at the map in his head.

"There it is!"

When the Thunder Dragon found that the head wolf and the tail wolf were nearly ten meters apart, a huge hole was revealed at nine o'clock.

The Brontosaurus bounced up from the spot almost the moment the blank area was formed, and then ran desperately towards the direction of nine o'clock, while a wave of power erupted from his body, constantly speeding him up.

When the wolves noticed that the humans in front of them suddenly ran, they all roared and surrounded the thunder dragon.

But the speed of the thunder dragon at this time even he couldn't believe it, and in less than two seconds, he quickly rushed out of the encirclement from the direction of nine o'clock, and ran out of the hill and jumped into the jungle in a few moves, disappearing from the field of vision of the wolves.

"Roar"

The wolves roared in unison, staring bare-eyed in the direction where the brontosaurus had disappeared, but all the mountain wolves stopped walking, and after a moment the wolves collectively turned around and rushed towards the pile of corpses in the hills.

The brontosaurus continued to run, the scenery around him rapidly receding. The disgusting smell of blood faded away, and when he felt his legs go numb, he sat down on the sawgrass and gasped.

"Huhuhu, it seems that the escape was successful, well, what's going on, my head hurts......"

As soon as the thunder dragon felt the joy, his head suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if it had been smashed by a heavy hammer, his ears were ringing and his eyes were dizzy, and his ears were as noisy as if there were thousands of people chanting in a group.

Inexplicable memories poured into his mind like a tidal wave, and new memories clashed with his original memories and then merged. It's just that the process is extremely painful, and the brontosaurus feels like thousands of ants are eating his brain at this time.

"Ahhh

The painful feeling made the thunder dragon feel that a day had passed, but in fact, when the thunder dragon opened his bloodshot blue eyes, only a third of the blood-like remnant sun had landed below the horizon.

After the memories fused, the brontosaurus knew the origin of this body and where it was.

This body was also called Brontosaurus when he was alive, and he was miserable in his childhood. His father was a town guard, and at a young age he learned basic combat skills and how to kill enemies with weapons.

When he was 15 years old, his father died in a battle to protect the city. Unable to pay the high rent in the town, he took his only surviving sister to live in the village of Vida, a small village near Paraven, the capital of the Swadia Kingdom.

As for why this thunder dragon died, it was because a lord named Reys came to Vader Village to recruit troops, and the eighteen-year-old thunder dragon happily ran to sign up, received a crude iron sword and rudimentary animal skin armor, and followed Lord Reis despite his sister's hard work.

It's just that I didn't expect that just one day later, Lord Reys's recruit troops were looted and ambushed by the Wolves of the Plains: the Johnson Green Forest Bandits in the hills dozens of miles away from the capital.

"The thunder dragon of this world is really a fool, he has to put his life in the hands of others." The thunder dragon rolled his eyes and complained.

The continent he is now on is called Calradia, a traditional continent ruled by male aristocrats in the Middle Ages, and a continent that has been crippled by war for decades, with six countries in total, and all but one or two months of the year when there is no war.

Frequent wars have led to the displacement of people, low productivity, rampant banditry, and the fact that the underworld dares to confront the lords. It can be said that this is an era in which good people cannot live, and it is an era in which the strong are respected.

Most of the young people like the Thunder Dragon chose to go out to serve as soldiers, looking forward to the moment when they would be conferred the title of lord by King Haraus, the supreme ruler of the Swadia Kingdom, for their outstanding military exploits.

Being a lord meant having a fiefdom, not having to live a hard life, and returning to the warmth of the manor to enjoy rum, delicious desserts, and women after patrolling his territory every day with his private army.

It's a pity that almost all the young people ended up with no bones left in the meat grinder of the war, just like the comrades of the Brontosaurus who had fallen into the belly of the beast at this time.

"Alas, this is the era of aristocratic control after all, how can ordinary commoners be so easily awarded the banner and become a lord?"

The brontosaurus shook his head and sighed, got up and patted the weeds on his body.

I don't know if the thunder dragon himself noticed, when the two memories fused together, the way he spoke changed, and the current thunder dragon was no longer the thunder dragon that had just crossed over, nor the thunder dragon of this world that had died, but a fusion of the two.

"I remember what bullshit world god seems to say: unify the magic continent and end the war." The Thunder Dragon frowned, "But in the memory of this Thunder Dragon, this continent is called the Calradia Continent!" What's going on? ”

After the bloody remnant sun fell below the horizon, the already terrifying jungle became even more deep and cold.

Hundreds of insects chirp, dark leaves sway, branches dance, and beasts walk at night.

Sensing the danger around him, the Thunder Dragon put the problem behind him.

"Anyway, let's find a hidden tree hole and spend the night safely." The thunder dragon thought, and then he quickly relied on the memories of the thunder dragon in this world to find a reasonable hiding place.