In the berserk? In front of the fierce and powerful scales, and the players who pursued points like sharks chasing blood, the defenses of the True Dragon Manor were broken down in ten minutes.

The manor palace that is in the rear doesn't even need to make a move.

Old Brown stood on the manor palace, looked at the battlefield in the distance, and said, "Congratulations to the owner, you have an invincible army!" ”

But Zhuang was not far away, but he did not feel any joy.

Instead, there is an inexplicable sense of loss.

The dark side of the giant nut orchard made him feel it inexplicably.

In the Age of Exile, all beings suffered.

Some people struggle to survive, some people struggle to get ahead, and even if they survive and get ahead, there is a nightmare that can never be shaken off.

No one can live happily ever after.

And he is still making matters worse for the world and wantonly slaughtering.

What does he think? His behavior was too much, too radical.

And what about him?

There seems to be no innocent person in this world.

Everyone is a perpetrator and everyone is a victim.

Who is nobler than whom?

But the position is different.

Far away, manic? Hu, still frantically whipping the corpse of a giant dog of war that has been shattered, the Manor Palace slowly approached the True Dragon Manor.

The manor of the Exile Era is really strange, and the True Dragon Manor is also very peculiar.

It is an island.

A vein of water, floating from the void of the Age of Exile, like a silver horse.

And the real dragon manor, in this water vein, is brushed by the water pulse, the waterwheels are constantly rotating, large and small waterwheels, scattered in a forest, there is a unique style.

Seeing this windmill, Zhuang subconsciously thought of the ink man not far away.

This race is half human, half wood.

Zhuang Buyuan was happy in his heart, if this manor was related to wood, would it be an opportunity for the giant nut orchard?

"Stop, stop fighting! Follow me! Zhuang Buyuan shouted a few times, and then he put away the stick in his hand and silently came to Zhuang Buyuan's side.

He was covered in blood and gunsmoke, and his murderous aura was indescribably terrifying.

If Yuqin is here, I'm afraid I won't dare to recognize him.

Even when Scales saw him, they frowned slightly and shook their heads.

In everyday life? 戼,Actually, he's a very honest and simple person.,Like this? Angry, ferocious and bloody, a completely different person.

Scallop shook his head, turned his head, and said to the four little four-walled dragons beside him, "I heard that there are a lot of fallen dragon captives here, let's go look for them." ”

Zhuang Buyuan also ordered the soldiers to find Ji Zhen, the lord of the True Dragon Manor.

Although Ji Zhen is reluctant to admit that he is a fallen dragonman, he is just like a fallen dragonman, timid and afraid of death, and treacherous.

From the very beginning of the fight, he never showed his face.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhuang Buyuan hadn't seen anyone escape since the war, I'm afraid Zhuang Buyuan would have felt that Ji Zhen had escaped.

After all, Fallen Dragonmen can do anything.

Zhuang Buyuan interrogated several servants of the manor, and according to their instructions, he came to Ji Zhen's master room, and before he could enter, he smelled a smell of blood.

Zhuang Buyuan frowned, beside him, his figure flashed, blocking in front of Zhuang Buyuan, and pushed open the door of Ji Zhen's bedroom with a bang.

Suddenly, an even stronger smell of blood came.

Zhuang Buyuan suddenly covered his mouth and almost threw it up.

Even? He turned his head suddenly.

In Ji Zhen's bedroom, there was a wall, the walls were covered with various torture instruments, and the corpse of a fallen dragon man was chained to the wall, three of his four arms had been cut off, and the scales on his whole body had almost been removed, if it wasn't for the broken horns on his head, Zhuang was not far from sure that it was a fallen dragon man.

What kind of grudge is this?

To let him torture a fallen dragonman to such an extent?

Of course, no matter how depraved, cruel, or treacherous the fallen dragons are, they should not be treated like this.

No one should be treated like this.

And Ji Zhen actually put such a fallen dragon man in his bedroom?

Zhuang Buyuan felt that even if he had seen so many perverts, this must be the most perverted one.

This guy deserves to be a member of the Brutal Alliance!

This is the real brutality!

Even? He was frightened and didn't speak for a long time.

It was a long time before Zhuang could take his gaze away from the fallen dragonman and look at the rest of the room.

This look makes my whole body chill.

This house is simply decorated with the bones of fallen dragonmen.

On the walls, there were several heads of fallen dragonmen, and these heads were lifelike with painful faces.

The furniture in the room was made of bones from fallen dragonmen.

Even though Zhuang was not far away from fighting invincible opponents all over the world, in the era of exile, there was no opponent for a long time, and at this moment, his face was still pale with fright.

"Sizzle......" Suddenly, Zhuang Buyuan heard a voice coming from behind.

"Ahh He was so frightened that he turned around abruptly and subconsciously hugged him? 戼.

He also subconsciously hugged him, and it was ridiculous to say that in the entire era of exile, the two most powerful manor lords were like little girls, and they hugged each other in fright.

The sound came from the wall.

"Shhh...... Kill me...... Kill me...... Please...... Kill me, let me die...... Let me die...... Don't ...... again Torture me......"

Zhuang is not far away and? At the same time, he turned his head to look at the fallen dragonman.

This guy ...... Not dead yet?

Seeing that he was so seriously injured, Zhuang Buyuan thought that he must have been a dead man.

For a while, Zhuang didn't know whether to marvel at the Fallen Dragonman's vitality or pity him.

Zhuang is not far away and? They subconsciously glanced at each other and stepped forward together.

"Click" a few times, under the power of the great power of the gods, the chains that locked the fallen dragonman were directly torn off, and the two of them put the fallen dragonman down.

"You...... Who are you? You guys aren't Zhen! Where did go? How is he going to torture me! Kill me, kill me! The fallen draconian had only one eye left, and it was so cloudy that he turned his eyes, but he couldn't see clearly.

Zhuang could see from a short distance that this fallen dragon man had lost so much blood that he couldn't even see his eyes.

For most creatures in the Age of Exile, Fallen Dragonmen are synonymous with evil and abomination.

However, this point is not far from true for Zhuang, after all, among the fallen dragonmen he knows, there is Sazler, a super headhunter, and three catties and four taels.

"Shhhh Zhuang took out a piece of candy from his pocket.

"Don't pretend, if you have the audacity to let me go, let's fight!" The Fallen Dragonman roared, "Bah, doglegs! Incompetent dwarf, dwarf! Kill me, kill me! ”

Zhuang Buyuan shook his head and said, "I'm not Ji Zhen, my name is Zhuang Buyuan." ”

"Zhuang is not far away? Not far from the bloody hand slaughter city? Aha, did you kill Jizhen? Ahahahaha...... Zhen, you also have today! You also have today! ”

In this burst of laughter, the voice of the fallen dragonman gradually became quieter, and finally fell silent.

Zhuang is not far away to put down the fallen dragon man, and? He glanced at each other.

The fallen dragonman is dead.

was tortured by Ji Zhen so much, he didn't die, but now, he was finally rescued, but died.

Zhuang is not far from being a sentimental person, but he feels that it is not a taste in his heart.

When the two of them walked out of Ji Zhen's room, they saw the soldiers of the manor, moving out of various cells, the dying fallen dragonmen, or the corpses of the fallen dragonmen.

Some fallen dragonmen are dead, reduced to bones, but they have no rest.

Some of the fallen dragonmen are not dead, but they are already stinking and rotten, and their bodies are covered in maggots, which is simply disgusting.

Zhuang Buyuan stood in the corridor, watching this scene that was like Shura's hell.

He had heard before that Ji Zhen hated the fallen dragons to the core, but he didn't expect that the scene was even more terrifying than he imagined.

Even the scales were pale, and they protected the four little six-armed dragonmen behind them, preventing them from looking at them more.

The four little six-armed dragonmen were dazed and frightened.

For the six-armed dragons, fighting and dying have always been synonymous with glory.

But in this scene, there is no glory, only cruelty.

"Aren't they all fallen dragonmen? Why does Ji Zhen torture his companions so much? Zhuang is not far from understanding.

He seemed to be asking himself, and he seemed to be asking someone else.

In fact, what about fallen dragonmen?

It is even more terrible for humans to be cruel to their own kind.

He stood beside him, staring blankly at the fallen dragonmen, unable to speak.

His fists clenched, then let go, then clenched again.

At that moment, a soldier shouted over the communicator:

"Owner, we've caught! This guy wanted to run, but we intercepted him! ”

Zhuang Buyuan finally saw Ji Zhen.

He really is a "shorty".

Adult six-armed dragons are at least twice as tall as humans, four or five meters tall.

And the height of the fallen dragonman is also about two meters or three meters.

And this fallen dragonman, even among humans, is relatively short, standing in front of Zhuang not far away, at most up to his neck.

His four legs appeared slender and sickly, and the only two arms he had were even more slender than Zhuang's arms.

Only one of his heads is larger than an ordinary fallen dragonman, and this kind of body proportions is extremely incongruous, making people worry about whether his neck will be broken.

Seeing such a "deformed" fallen dragon man, Zhuang Buyuan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

From this, it can be imagined what kind of fate such a member will suffer among the fallen dragonmen.

By the time he walked past the fallen dragonmen, the fallen dragonmen, who had just been treated, or had eaten something and regained some strength, were already crying out angrily, "Gnomes! ”

"Trash!"

"Die! Rubbish! ”

"Whew!"

Ji Zhen was escorted by the soldiers of the manor, but he walked over from the crowd with his head held high, and his eyes didn't even look at those fallen dragonmen, as if these people were the lowest people in the world, and they didn't even have the qualifications to be looked at by him.

Seeing the attitude of the fallen dragon people towards him, Zhuang Buyuan suddenly realized.

In this world, there has never been love for no reason, and there is no hate for no reason.

He raised his head and looked at Zhuang not far away, his eyes were pale, and there was a strange madness.

Looking at him, Zhuang Buyuan felt as if he had been bitten by a poisonous insect, and he was unspeakably uncomfortable.

He didn't want to stay with this person for a second, so he simply said, "Hand over your manor master's heart." ”

Ji Zhen reached out and grabbed the heart of the manor lord on his chest, and suddenly shouted: "Delusion! ”

"Even if I die, I won't hand over the manor to you!"

"Give me death, die! Ahahaha......"

The heart of the manor lord in his hand suddenly lit up, like a small sun rising.

"Not good!" Zhuang Buyuan's face changed, and he dragged it? He wanted to retreat, but at this moment, a figure suddenly stood in front of him.

The six spears in the scaly cang's hand waved into a cloud of light and shadow, and he shouted angrily: "All retreat behind me!" The sky is endless, and I establish a Taoist system for all things! ”

As soon as he finished his incision, he heard a loud bang, and a wave of air flooded everything.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough ......" In the dust, Zhuang Buyuan raised his head.

I only saw that the ground was full of messes, and the place where Ji Zhen was before had become a big pit.

The scales crossed the six arms on his chest, the scales flying, and the blood was dripping.

The soldiers of the manor ran fast and dodged, but the wounded fallen dragons were not so lucky, and almost all of them were left with no bones.

Only one or two survived, dying and struggling.

Scaly withdrew his weapon and took a step forward, picking up a fragment of the Manor's Heart on the ground.

The splinter was in his hand and turned to powder.

"Alas......" Scales sighed, not knowing if it was for the heart of the lord of the manor, or for the self-destructing Ji Zhen.

Several small six-armed dragonmen surrounded him, looking dazed.

"Grandpa Cang, are you alright......?"

"Grandpa Cang, why did he explode?"

"yes...... Why? Is hatred that important? "Scales are a little sad.

Whether it is the fallen dragonman or this dwarf dragonman, they are actually descendants of their six-armed dragonmen.

Although the descendants are so unscrupulous, it still makes his heart complicated and unspeakable.

It's the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other?