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"Where am I?"

"It's noisy"

It was like throwing a bucket of water into the crowd and the curses I brought, and there was a lot of noise in his ears.

It was pitch black. The body is weak as if it is stuck in the mud. He tried to open his eyes, and then there was silence around him, like a moment before a storm.

The storm is coming.

"Wake up! Sinners wake up!"

"Execution! Death to death for sinners!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The surrounding sounds become unified and form a sound wave. He finally opened his eyes, and after adjusting to the light, he could see his surroundings clearly.

He was chained to a huge bronze cross, and below him was a huge high platform, a square filled by crowds. When he looked up, he saw a huge pendulum that had been lifted, one end fixed to the top of the cross, the other hanging in the air.

At the other end of the air, there was a huge blade tied to it, and the familiar appearance, texture and color made him feel like he had received a heavy blow.

Aunt Crowe's tavern, the town, and the brother who drinks again...... And six nuclear bombs that ruined it all.

His chest was suddenly extremely tight, and he couldn't speak. He remembered what the blonde woman had said before he was taken away.

"Mr. Singh deserves our gratitude for getting rid of the beast for us. But I'm sorry, but you, who are uncontrollable but incredibly powerful, have become more capable of being than the beasts. ”

"We don't need heroes who can't be controlled. ”

The rage was burning, and the more indignant the crowd below, the angrier he became.

Why, why do you want to harm me, harm us? Obviously, we saved you!

Why do we want to die? How many times have we fallen into a death situation for you, if it weren't for us, it would be you who would die!

He suddenly saw a scene that he would remember for the rest of his life: the crowd in front of him was still shouting and cursing, but black gas was emitting outward, condensing into black monsters above.

I see. He laughed, first sarcastically, then madly.

It turns out that the thing I killed for so long was the one hiding behind me!

He looked up, looking around. Sky, sun, trees...... They all exuded an ominous black aura, as if mocking his bravery and stupidity.

The people in the audience were frightened by his actions, and then a soft but incomparably majestic voice sounded in the square:

"The conviction begins. With the blade of the other, the sinner shall be sentenced to death!"

The pendulum fell, creating a terrifying chill that was aimed at his chest.

The giant blade slashed open his chest, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and red threads spread across the blade.

There was a dead silence in the audience, followed by deafening cheers.

But the next moment came to an abrupt halt.

The huge pendulum, the bronze cross behind him, tightly locked the shackles of his hands and feet...... The color darkens, softens, and drips molten iron like a burning wax torch.

Six towering horns of black crystals protruded from his head, and the scabs on his face fell off, clinging to the scale armor as deep as the night sky. He was completely free from his confinement, his body swelled, and a huge tail appeared behind him, and on his back, four pairs of pitch-black wings filled the entire sky.

Dragon, he turned into a dragon.

"Execution? Looks like you like it......" He floated in mid-air, his golden eyes staring at the stunned crowd below. They were speechless under the pressure of great coercion, and his words woke them up.

Trembling, they crawled away from the execution table like jackals in the wilderness.

"Is it useful to escape?" his voice was hoarse like the wail of the mythical wind sweeping across the sea of bone sand in the kingdom of the undead underground, "the execution begins. Accused, this civilization that deceived me and abandoned me to kill me, and the whole world that has been polluted. Execution. Executioner ......"

"I, Singh. ”

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This is my first book in the true sense of the word. If you don't like it, don't spray it, I don't care if you spray it.

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