The giant dragon hung stiffly in the air, and Zhao Xu's words were like a hammer hitting his chest, and thunder was empowered.

A scenario came to mind:

Countless years ago, the rich human tribes worshipped the dragon, and the tribes with few people and did not hunt enough to eat themselves, so they could only satisfy their own stomachs and stomachs, and could not afford to worship the dragon.

Wars often break out between powerful human tribes, and dragons, as the core of the fighting force, participate in the war after accepting human sacrifices.

So, in a sense, tribal wars are also wars between dragons, and this kind of war involves tribute, faith, and the majesty of the dragons themselves.

In the eyes of the dragon, human beings are the "sheep" they raise in captivity, and the tribute and faith provided by human beings are "wool".

If someone bullies his flock, as long as the flock is willing to contribute more of its wool, the dragon will come out to "administer justice".

Wars between powerful tribes are brutal, and they will swallow each other.

Dragons are not stupid, although they will come out to protect the tribe they are guarding, but when they fight against the opposing dragons, they will not really play with their lives, after all, they are naturally noble, how can they die for a group of "sheep"?

Therefore, the fight between them is only to the point, and the superior side will bring the two tribes together, and the defeated dragon will be the "second-in-command".

In this way, the stronger the tribe (Ryuddo), the stronger it will become, like a snowball, while the weaker tribes will choose to surrender and join them, and some of the rebellious ones will continue to resist and form a pure human alliance.

However, no matter how hard the Human Alliance tried, it was still a rabble, because it only took a dragon to destroy them.

Dragons will spare their dragons in war, but they will not be merciful to humans, and all humans who try to resist will die at the hands of dragons.

One day, in a valley, a dragon attacked a small tribe that was barely living, and most of them were burned to death, leaving only a few crippled children whose limbs were burned out, staring at the dragon with hatred.

"Mole ants! this is the price of your ignorance of current affairs!" the dragon began to play with its prey, "There are only a few of you left, and you dare to look at me with such eyes without begging for mercy?"

"Hate, right, powerless, hahaha!" The dragon circled and flew towards the Nine Heavens: "If you have the ability, you will also come to destroy my dragon clan!

............

This scene is hidden in the depths of the dragon soul's memory, and it has been sealed for tens of thousands of years, and this scene is also what it has seen with its own eyes, because back then, it was still a young dragon, hiding behind the reverse scales of its father's jaw - the dragon that slaughtered humans was its father.

It remembered that later, the first human to kill the dragon clan and make a "dragon man" out of dragon balls had facial features like melting candles and no legs!

"No...... Not so...... It's a memory confusion......" The dragon soul stirred its huge body and rolled in the air in pain: "That's not true!

Whether it is a dragon or a human, they always like to beautify the past in their memories - what can often be remembered in their brains are good memories, and about what mistakes they have made in the past or black history, they always find ways to erase and mark them with "mosaics".

The dragon soul is so desperate for the extinction of the dragon clan, and its heart is filled with hatred, in its memory, and in the "illusion" that Zhao Xu saw before, the dragon clan is as great as a saint, as powerful as a god, the dragon clan has no flaws, and the fault is all humans.

It deliberately ignored too many things, deliberately beautified and scandalized too many memories, spent tens of thousands of years of self-hypnosis, self-brainwashing, and in the end even it believed itself.

Zhao Xu just casually made an inference, shooting through the fog of memory like a sharp arrow, allowing it to see the "tip of the iceberg" of the year.

Perhaps, its father was not the only one of its time.

At first, the flame of hatred began to burn from the human side, and in the end, the war between tribes evolved into a war between races, and the entire dragon race was devoured.

............

"Looks like I'm right. Zhao Xu looked at the hysterical dragon in the sky, looking into the distance, the speed of island expansion has accelerated again, perhaps, this island will soon not be called an island, it will almost reach the level of "mainland".

"No...... But our dragons are gone!" the dragon said to himself neuroticly, "Humans still exist, and billions of people...... Why am I not reconciled......"

Unconsciously, it has slipped from the position of an "avenger" and "victim" to a face of "don't want to live if I die" and "drag you to hell".

It clumped its huge body in a circle and shrunk tightly, like a child hiding in a corner, his faith crumbling.

"It wasn't supposed to be like this...... I'm not convinced. The giant dragon turned his head to stare at Zhao Xu below: "It's all because of this human being, yes, it's all because of him!"

"Hey, you're talking to yourself, it's too loud. Zhao Xu stretched his waist, and then started to expand his chest, as if to warm up: "Do you want to say that as long as you kill me, everything can change back to its original state, and you can continue to take revenge with peace of mind?"

"But, I've already won!" Zhao Xu said.

"What?" the dragon wondered.

"I said, I've won. Zhao Xu pointed to his feet very seriously: "Can't you see that under the sky, it is already all loess?"

"This is the 'dreamland' we all share. Zhao Xu snapped his fingers, the ground under his feet shook, and a mountain rose from the sky, supporting him to climb up, and soon rose to a place higher than the dragon, from looking up just now, to looking down: "But now, this has become my home field." Since it's my home field, then, my dreams, I have the final say!"

The dragon had been immersed in inner conflict just now, and by the time he came back to his senses, it was already like this.

"Ang !!"

The giant dragon rushed towards Zhao Xu with its teeth and claws, and it now understood that from Zhao Xu's previous "persuasion" of tens of thousands of undead spirits, until now, it was a mouth cannon on the surface, but in fact, it had been secretly accumulating strength and "hiding from the sky and crossing the sea".

"That's what I don't like the most, that's it, damn human!" the dragon roared, "Despicable, despicable, capable of ...... head-on."

"Boom!"

The Zhao Xu on the top of the mountain disappeared, and the sky suddenly darkened, as if something was obscuring the sky.

The dragon turned his head and saw a big hand, as big as the sky, and the hairs on each finger were even bigger than its thousand-foot-long dragon!

Under the huge palm, the dragon had nowhere to escape—even if it could fly thousands of miles, it would still not be able to fly out of the sky, out of the range of the sky, and certainly not out of the range of that palm.

It was caught.

After despair, there is only peace, and perhaps, it is a relief to be wiped out like this.