The white dragon pulled out the dragon's claws and shook Schneider away.

He imposed a death command, and even with the blood of the Water King, he could not regenerate.

His seemingly fluttering movements were amazingly powerful, throwing the burly Schneider more than a dozen meters away and landing the Sedna.

The white dragon left behind Han Bafang, who represented the sin of arrogance, and the arrogant and powerful living spirit did not dare to resist in his hands.

"Forbidden."

The red dragon carried the flame stream and landed on the other side of the ship. Konstantin gave instructions towards arrogance.

The living spirits went into a dead sleep, and the alchemy circuit was locked, making it impossible for the alchemical realm to be activated.

If the sword forged by oneself is held by the enemy, it will be too disgraceful. Luo is right in this matter, and he must not be a big wrongdoer.

The White King shook off his arrogance rather boredly, and did not immediately give birth to the bone sword to continue the attack.

"Konstantin, that's your answer? These lowly creatures who have betrayed us, they are your chosen people? ”

The White King asked in an extremely cold tone. He seems to be more disappointed than angry.

"We are the kings of outcasts. The last of our people is dying in this world.

Are you ready to accept this false world and die on the throne of hypocrisy? ”

Silence spread like a biting cold on the ship.

"Do you want to recreate the era of the dragons, like the Black King?"

The white dragon was silent and did not refute.

The alchemy puppet's face was expressionless, which made Olivia more and more panicked.

Constantine had a feud with the Black King and Odin with Odin, but between him and the White King...... It doesn't seem to have any deep hatred.

"If you destroy this world and return to the era of the Black King, let's say you become the new emperor."

Konstantin paused.

"Will you create a different, better era?

The first generation, the second generation, the third generation, the more inferior races, the enslaved hybrids and dragonborns, and the obedient Deadpool and puppets.

A pyramidal world divided by bloodline and power. ”

"The way the world is."

"Nope."

Konstantin's response was unequivocal.

"Dragons rule the world, and we build bronze pillars that reach to the sky, corridors wider than rivers, turning mountains into plains and wastelands into fertile soil.

I have never forgotten all that magnificence. But the more magnificent, the more ridiculous.

The black king created the first generation, the first generation divided the second generation, and the second generation divided the three generations...... Urging the Deadpool again until there is nothing to be shared.

The shackles of bloodline are around the necks of all dragons, and we dominate the will of the lower races, and the lower ones dominate the lower ranks, and our will is dominated by the emperor.

All free will is destroyed in the bloodline, and we sacrifice eternal lives to endless power struggles.

The so-called dragon clan is just an incomparably huge circus created by the Black King. We are trapped on a stage of sorrow, endlessly repeating the script we were given. ”

This question has been haunting Konstantin for a long, long time. This time, he finally had plenty of time to think about it.

"I didn't get to witness your rebellion. I had guessed that your betrayal was for freedom, for the sake of breaking free from the world created by the Black King.

The emperor must die, and so must the gods. I have no interest in rebuilding the world that belongs to the emperor and the gods.

If you rebel just to become the new emperor...... Then you will die. ”

Olivia, who hid in the artificial dragon's body and pretended to be dead, burst into tears at the moment. Boss, you read that right!

"Neither."

The White King's tone was inexplicably a little lonely.

"Not to end the emperor's era, not to become the new emperor.

Just because of anger, and maybe arrogance and jealousy.

You cannot understand it because you have forgotten everything. ”

The words came to an abrupt end.

The White King didn't say what the other dragons had forgotten.

"The spirit of the dragon king resides in a new body...... I have a human friend who sometimes suddenly transforms into a dragon king. ”

Konstantin seemed to be talking to himself, and it was like a temptation.

"You remember him as if you had known him thousands of years ago, but you can't remember who he was.

You vaguely guessed the truth, but you didn't dare to believe it. He's the wrong start!

This ugly, twisted, ant-ridden world and dragons are dying, it's all because of him! ”

The White King suddenly roared and slashed at Constantine, and the steel deck cracked deep into the ravine in the collision.

Konstantin didn't have time to think and engaged the White Dragon on the narrow hull.

Fighting here was extremely disadvantageous to him, and his defenseless body was on the ship. The White King could attack without hesitation, but he had to be careful at all times.

And even if he used Surtr to destroy the white dragon's dragon body again, the enemy would still be able to resurrect once, twice, or even more with the Spirit of Words.

......

Lying on a piece of ice floe, the blood gradually dried up, losing its last temperature after freezing.

Before he died, Schneider's eyes were just pitch black, and the world slowly quieted down.

Surprisingly, there wasn't much fear, probably too tired to live. In contrast, it was a faint sadness that prevailed.

Even with his body contaminated by the blood of the ancient dragon's fetus, coupled with his experience and skills that had been tempered countless times, he still couldn't fight against the real dragon king.

What should he say when he sees those students again? Who else can avenge them?

A warm sensation awakened Schneider's consciousness a little.

The warmth was just an illusion after his perception was blunted. The hot blood flowed like molten iron into Schneider's cut chest.

Where the blood flowed, death receded, the broken body began to regenerate, and the severed heart was injected with a trace of vitality.

"Some people are lucky, some people are unlucky, and this world is like this.

And I'm the kind of bastard who always gets lucky at the wrong time.

Nobody wants that kind of luck. But it fell on my head, and I had to use it to do something that no one else could. ”

Schneider seemed to be able to imagine the appearance of a man scratching his head and breaking his thoughts.

"Professor, no one hates you for that.

We're all fucking victims in this fucking war. ”

Fingal exploded in disgust and jumped into the icy waters.

He dodged the sight of the two belligerents, seized on the fleeting visual blind spots, and quietly boarded the Sedna, hiding in the shadows.

The two dragons are fighting each other here, so he is not interested in getting involved, and the big guy who is making waves in the night is his target.

Fingal saw the moment and crawled in the shadows, touching the arrogant sword that the White King had thrown aside. Then his gaze swept back and forth, aiming for the cuboid bronze box in the lower cabin.

Just when he was about to touch the bronze box, he suddenly found that next to the hatch, such a large black artificial dragon body was actually alive.

Olivia was moving slowly, too, but in the driver's cab. Maybe Samaritan's autopilot program will be able to get the ship moving.

Who is this strong man on the ground wearing a plastic KFC hood and squirming towards the Seven Deadly Sins! When did he show up?

Fingal immediately accelerated his wriggling and pulled out the jealousy of the Tang knife-shaped system, which matched arrogance the most. But he also found that greed and laziness were also quite suitable.

He put the six deadly sins back in the box and slung them all over his shoulders, unaware of Olivia's stunned and contemptuous gaze.

Fingal made his way to the side of the ship in a silky S-shape and rolled roundly into the sea, freestyle at high speed towards the dark sea.

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