"But...... Even Dragon I would probably not have imagined that the twilight of this world would not only last for three hundred years, but even for a thousand years! ”

A thousand years of spiritual tide dry!

Without the support of the world, even an immortal species like a dragon will only end up in death and decay.

Life span!

That's the real constraint!

"Legendary professionals are qualitative changes and sublimations, and they can prolong their lives...... But after all, it can't compare to the dragon, but even if it is a dragon, in the era of the revival of the spiritual tide, it may be able to live for thousands of years, once Ragnarok is twilight, with its own strength, I am afraid it will not live for a thousand years! ”

"Therefore, even if Dragon I has some arrangements, after a thousand years, it may not still be effective!"

Time is the most terrible weapon.

It can make the red face grow old, the hero will be in the twilight, and even the strong man who dominates the world will not be able to avoid death in the end!

"Unless...... Truly transcendent and gain eternal life! ”

A certain belief in Sulu's heart suddenly strengthened a lot.

Inspired by it, he sank into the depths and began to investigate the strange burial ritual.

"Obsidian, lots of moon grass remains, and runes...... Sure enough, it should have something to do with 'death'! The core must be the coffin of Dragon I, but the spiritual rites are diverted...... The target, the bowed dragon? ”

"After a thousand years, this ritual has run out of energy and has long since lost its effectiveness."

"But I can be sure that the death of Dragon I is absolutely different from the records of the outside world, he has been prepared for a long time, and this tomb is proof of this!"

After careful observation and reflection for a while.

Relying on the 'Flash' skill, Sulu made up his mind and stepped out in one step.

The next moment, he came to the burial place.

Around, the mountain-like dragon corpses cast huge shadows, exuding terrifying coercion, and ordinary first- and second-order professionals were probably shocked.

But he didn't realize it, and just glanced at the dragon corpses around him.

"The one who has turned to bones must be the weakest dragon...... Without dragon crystal, is it in the coffin? ”

Sulu glanced at a half-rotten green dragon again.

It has a slender body, sharp claws, and can be vaguely seen in the scattered scales.

But what caught his attention the most was the most well-preserved black dragon.

The other party's skin and scales are tightly wrapped around the body, but the huge body seems to have shrunk a little, turning into a skinny 'skeleton dragon'!

And that's not all!

Getting closer, Sulu discovered a fact that shocked him!

"The whole burial ritual forms a fulcrum, a spiritual diversion! Is it ......?"

He glanced at the black skeletal dragon, then at the tall pyramid, and took a deep breath.

The next moment!

A shadow clone appeared, jumped to the top of the pyramid with great speed, and kicked over the golden coffin!

Bang!

The golden coffin toppled on its side with a dull thud.

The lid of the coffin fell to one side, and a white skeleton in tattered robes rolled out of it.

There is a trace of spiritual brilliance on the robe and white bones, which are obviously extremely precious spiritual materials, but they cannot resist the erosion of time.

On the right hand of the skeleton, there is also a scepter, which is inlaid with a diamond-shaped crystal.

"Dragon Crystal!"

Sulu's shadow clone's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to pick up the scepter, and with a casual rip of his hand, he easily took off the dragon crystal.

It seems that this golden scepter is an artifact, not a curiosity.

The process was so easy that even this shadow clone was taken aback.

Originally, he belonged to the one who had come to send him to death, whether it was a curse or some other mechanism, it was not as surprising to him as he was now.

"Is there only this scepter for the funeral goods? It's shabby......"

Looking at the corpse of Dragon, which looked like a dead thing, the shadow clone felt more and more wrong.

It quickly returned to the main body, handed the dragon crystal to the main body, and dissipated without a trace in an instant.

"Strange!"

Su Lu played with the dragon crystal in his hand and looked at the several dragon corpses next to him: "It's too easy, and why are there so few dragon crystals to accompany the burial?" ”

At this moment, his inspiration suddenly sensed a terrible danger!

Su Lu's eyes turned and saw the skeletal black dragon: "Sure enough, it's you!" ”

At this time, a deep and majestic aura continued to surge on the black dragon's body.

Its eyelids rolled, and suddenly opened, revealing a pair of huge amber vertical pupils, with the ferocity and ruthlessness of a beast, and an inexplicable sense of wisdom and confusion, like a person who had been suddenly woken up!

Thundered!

The ground trembled, and dust and masonry continued to fall from the cave.

It seems that here, there is a sleeping prehistoric beast slowly waking up!

"Still alive? No way! No...... This is not a living dragon, but an undead! ”

Feel the strong 'dead air' on the other person! Sulu suddenly understood something.

The tombs, the rituals, and the transformation of this black dragon into an undead creature!

And ...... Although this fluctuation was powerful, it did not go beyond the limit of the fourth order! Ragnarok, does it still have an effect on it, causing it to decline in strength and fall to the realm of legends? ”

Even so, Sulu retreated a long distance.

Because what appeared in front of him was a quasi-fifth-order creature, if it weren't for Ragnarok, it would be an absolute fifth-order!

And, relying on the dragon's strong physique and talent, its combat power will definitely be very terrifying!

At this time, the black dragon seemed to have finally come to his senses, and his searchlight-like gaze focused on Su Lu, bringing a strong sense of oppression.

It opened its dragon kiss, shook the air, and made sounds of unknown significance.

Eventually, these voices were transformed into the Ghulam language: "Outsiders? …… It is...... You...... Disturbed my ...... Sleep? ”

"Should I call you a dragon, or ...... His Majesty Dragon I? ”

Sulu was silent and asked rhetorically.

"Dragon I?"

The black dragon's pupils became more intelligent: "It's been a long time...... I don't hear anyone call me by that name! ”

It admits that it is the original Dragon, the Founding Emperor!

"It's an amazing spell prowess...... You felt the depletion of the Spiritual Tide back then, and understood that Ragnarok was coming, so you chose a cemetery for yourself early on, and ...... Trying to extend your life! ”

Sulu's words flew quickly: "The way you choose is...... Soul Transfer! After all, even if the spirit tide is exhausted, the dragon's life will definitely be longer than that of humans! ”

"You built the Dragon's Cave and sealed the dragon and yourself to sleep here, waiting for the day of recovery...... However, it's too long! ”

"A thousand years has been so long that even dragons will die and decay! As a last resort, you have to use a backup plan and transform yourself into an undead? ”

Transforming from a living creature to a necromancy gives up a lot of things.

For example, touch, joy, dreams...... Or even emotional.

On the mystical side, this is tantamount to a declaration of death.