Don't know his name yet? It thinks.

Then it looks like the white devouring boundaries are completely released.

The hammer head, which was slowly floating outward towards the crack on the black dragon's body, flashed a white milky light, and stopped in mid-air.

Call!!! Boom Rumble!!

Black particles rushed out of the hammer.

At first, it was still a trickle, and the black veins were released from the hammer head, scattering a vein in the air, bringing up a trace of white flames, and in a blink of an eye, the trickling stream turned into a torrent of angry water, flying straight down!

The hammerhead doesn't matter.

Always swallow, always have to vomit a little, if you vomit too much, return it to this dimension, maybe that guy will let himself go.

The black rush swept away in all directions in an instant.

Charon, who was a little humanoid just now, stopped his ridicule, those unstoppable black waterfalls, the target was actually those oracle towers, and a large stream of black matter scrambled to surround those oracle towers, and then penetrated everywhere!

Rumble! Click!!

The rapid input speed tore countless gaps in the single hole in the tower.

Charon, who had regained his human form, put away the black filaments, and watched with a gloomy face as streams of black currents burrowed into some of the towers and then rushed out of some of the towers again.

After a while, Charon couldn't help but turn his attention to the outside world again, where something had also changed.

Outside, only the black giant touch that laughed to the end and those on the black dragon wings began to spray black torrents!

After devouring, those substances that were compressed into the extreme, because the hammer completely let go of the control of the rules, began to multiply in this world, and multiply terribly.

When dense dimensionality-reducing matter is released in this dimension, it does not expand indefinitely, but absorbs first.

"Diluting" yourself to this dimension to a level that is acceptable.

And then I slowly grew up.

The foreplay of proliferation, the process of dilution, Charon had seen it when he was still the treasurer of the Praetorian Guard.

On the eve of his appointment, in the palace under the king's confession, the white-headed old man showed himself an amazing scene.

Strange objects cast a vivid scene in the edict.

In the strange flickering image, it was a land that at first looked very ordinary.

Then the scene zoomed in, and a group of people in black armor released countless transparent filaments from behind their heads, and placed a very small and illegible container on the ground.

Then the scene retracted rapidly, and from a distance, a small black shadow borrowed the men like fallen leaves.

After a while, a white dot lit up in the place where the small container had been prevented!

The white dot was so obvious that even in the scene, the whole piece of the earth flew towards the white spot, like a boundless storm, it could not resist the white spot looming in the scene.

Then countless black matter spread over the whole land again at such a rapid pace, and the white dot just now spread rapidly on the black substance that filled the whole scene.

That is, white flames.

At the end of the scene, the earth is restored, but it is no longer the familiar land that can grow flowers, trees, and crops.

Instead, it is a fine plain covered with black stone rice, and you can't see the edge as far as you can see.

The gifts of God, diluted, blasphemed, burned, purified.

Charon didn't know how this scene came about, and what kind of artifact it was playing.

All he knew was that the group of people in black armor and black armor were very similar to the people holding the hammer.

And what the hammer is doing now is very similar to the proliferation and dilution in the scene.

The old man had told himself this before, and Charon would not dare to forget it.

If your kingdom and your homeland become like this.

What does it mean to be alive?

Charon laughed again, although after changing his body, this body would always affect his thoughts, allowing him to do and say things that he would not say and would not do.

However, this hammer really underestimated himself.

When the black torrent swept through the dragon's belly just now, Charon felt as if his stomach was turning over the river, and the outside of his body was even more itchy, and now the whole dragon body seemed to be spraying black pus inside and outside, and those pus would also attract the surrounding material to become more and more difficult, and then it would burn!

Lao Tzu is not a barbecue! I don't want to get pickled in this disgusting thing!

Charon didn't notice what strange thoughts came to him, but he made up his mind full of resentment!

A salted fish that is going to die, not basking in the sun well, what is it tossing blindly?

With a thought from Charon, the towers inside and outside the black dragon's body lit up with yellow light again.

In the belly of the dragon, in the black ocean, in the black torrent, the yellow light could not be drowned, and it was set off one after another.

Caught you, the corners of Charon's mouth picked out a hint of tilt, and the hands that were not yet fully formed were clenched heavily!

The domineering feeling of thought was transmitted to the inside and outside of the entire black dragon's huge mountain-like body.

The yellow light soaked in countless black torrents, and those torrents were desperately pulled, shrinking towards the oracle hole!

Let's go somewhere else, go somewhere else and burn and scatter the wilderness, right?

Here is my kingdom, even if its master, has abandoned me.

Charon endured the severe pain all over his body, and watched as the black torrent turned into a yellow turbid liquid and quickly disappeared into the tower.

In the distance, the tiny dusty shadow of the hammer stopped moving.

Charon secretly laughed again, more ruthlessly, I mean it.

The inside and outside of the entire black dragon's body began to collapse, and the black filaments on the dragon's wings stopped moving, and then turned into black-gray stone rice, and the wisps of it tilted down towards the divine plain below, and the black oracle towers in the dragon's belly also collapsed one after another, like a pile of sand that had been kicked by someone, and collapsed around.

Go on!

The entire black dragon's body, in a short period of time, solidified into a huge statue, clinging to the huge pillar shadow and tree trunk that penetrated the sky and the earth, and stopped all movements.

Charon's new body is also constantly collapsing.

It's just that Charon has always kept a hand.

Countless black filaments broke out of Charon's gray new body again, and plunged headlong into the place at Charon's feet, and in Charon's "vision", after a while, the dark green Tephnut's eyes reappeared in front of them.

This place should be mine!

Charon sighed and plunged headlong into the dark green soil.

The black filaments ate the energy of Tephnut's purpose, growing rapidly.

As large chunks of the body collapsed, the dark inside was revealed!

Charon grinned as he moved his new body, which was more than several times smaller, but still large enough.

"Dragon", Charon knew the name of the body.

I don't know where it came from, but I used it in my own thinking so straightforwardly, just like those strange thinking patterns that affect me.

However, Charon knows that there are some things that do not need to be asked why.

If he doesn't dislike it, then he is a "dragon".

Miracles, here in yourself.

Charon gently snapped away the remaining dead shells from his arms, revealing a new black shell underneath.

Everything was very satisfying. It's worth it to take this part of the birth.

Black filaments grew and sank in Charon's hands.

With a wave of Charon's hand, large fragments of the abdominal walls around the dragon's belly peeled off, and countless black filaments suddenly emerged again!

The filaments roared, wrapping around the hammer that tried to release a boundless black substance once more.

Charon's palm was lightly gripped, and the filaments wrapped the hammer around it.

Charon waved his hand slightly, and the black filament tied to the hammer spun lightly in the air, throwing the hammer far away, and in that direction was a huge mass of white shadows swaying in the shadow of a huge tree, and black pillars pierced through it.

Never see, hammer.

Miracles, with me, not with you.

It's a pity to stay a little longer, Earth Dragon Charon? That's not bad.

Buckling up the Janissary armor that he had never let go, Charon folded his arms, his eyes not knowing where to look.

Rumble! Boom Boom Boom !!

The huge dragon shadow, which had stopped for a moment, moved again.

The dragon's wings fell in one piece, smashing clouds of smoke into the sky between the mountains below.

This whole black Kamihara is no longer pure black.

The gray, white, and yellow ashes filled the world.

The noise of earthquakes and storms lasted for months, and after the dust storm that obscured the sky, only the shadows of huge trees and black pillars loomed.

Under the giant tree, a huge high mountain rises from the ground, the mountain is not high, but it covers an area of a hundred miles, in the middle of the mountaintop, not far from the giant tree, a huge black hole is in the center, countless air currents swept down, ghosts cry wolves, I don't know what is under the black abyss.

No one in the kingdom knows that within the dark curtain of the divine plain that countless people have explored, the heavens and the earth have been turned upside down.

But under this dead silence that no one explores, where is the miracle?

Under an empty mountain range not far from the north and west of Kamihara is a hill.

After noon, the warm sun resurfaces from behind the curtain wall that obscures the heavens and the earth, and returns to the land a short time before setting to warm up the large abandoned houses in front of the rocks behind the hills.

The darkness appears for months, and the sun can only be viewed for a while at sunrise and sunset, and the rest of the time people have never been closer to the eternal night.

The already cold weather, so that people who live in shadows for nine times out of ten on this day have never longed for the sun so much, even though the sun god appears in their eulogy every day.

The sun is almost setting again.

Under the dry and cold wind, a thin layer of ice was reapplied to the well of the house, and it seemed that someone had fetched water again.

And someone, here?

In this deserted and abandoned house, there were also bursts of cooking smoke at this time.

The largest and tallest house next to the rock wall suddenly opened a crack in the huge wooden door.

Kuang Ci Kuang Ci!

Heavy footsteps with the sound of metal striking came from the hollow doorway.

The black armor poked out of the crack in the door and then rose, followed by the pale and colorless face, the black helmet, the oblique wings extended, the burning eyes caught the sunset cast through the crack in the door, and the hand armor rose slightly to build a pergola on the eaves of the helmet.

Countless transparent filaments stretched down from the eaves of the helmet, obscuring the face tightly.

A blazing gaze came from a vague voice under the peculiar visor that swept across the winding hills and houses.

"Haven't come back yet? What time is this? This kid, you want to give me a god on the tip of your tongue at night? ”

Kuang Ci Kuang Ci!

The heavy voice sounded again, and another figure came out of the black hole room, only to stop respectfully, stand behind the figure just now, and reply.

"Old ....... Master, empty ....... No, Master Chicken, he may be playful, you ....... Don't blame him, he's young. Later, the old man's voice was very unaccustomed to this kind of words, and his speech was a little stumbling, but the tone that was neither humble nor arrogant was loud and familiar.

"Haha! ......... Hahahahaha! Old Yu, don't call me master, let's not do this now.......... No, you don't have to call me sir. We're equal now, there's no need for you to call me that. ”

"Our words are not the same as here, we don't know the words, you have to ....... You need to take your time to contact us. ”

The voice of the figure in front of the door was younger, but the answer was not very relaxed.

Communication, first of all, the standards must be consistent, and then the standards must be grasped first, such as this: "And, then you don't call that kid a chicken." Otherwise, he will be anxious with you when he comes back, believe it or not? ”。