The tallest building in Britannia is the Pendragon Building in the heart of the city.

It has a height of one hundred and two floors, and you can have a panoramic view of the entire imperial capital.

And on the roof of this building, two lizardmen are looking down on the battle in the city.

The two lizardmen were completely different from Morey, their skin was red, and they were taller, about three meters or so, and stronger, like an upright giant bull, and their skin was like scaly armor, which seemed to be indestructible in the light of the fire below.

"Lucius." A slightly shorter lizardman said to the tall lizard beside him, "These humans are more resistant than we expected. ”

Lucius nodded, "They are indeed different from the past, they have become smarter, and they have more things in their hands. Yumi-sama is right, it is true that this group of humans cannot be allowed to continue to control the world. ”

The lizardman nodded, "Who would have thought that the slaves created by the gods to replace their jobs would grow to the point where they are now. ”

"After all, it's also part of the mother." Lucius muttered softly.

He turned his head to look at the lizardmen, "What do the grown-ups say?" ”

"They haven't meant to enter yet."

Lucius frowned slightly, puzzled and asked, "Why?" ”

"Now that these human hole cards have been touched by us, even those magicians are basically not afraid, as long as the gate of the dragon's lair can come together, it is enough to plow the whole world again!

What are adults afraid of? ”

The lizardman was a little speechless.

"Say it, Izza." "There are no outsiders here," Lucius said. ”

Iza was silent for a moment and said, "I heard from Lord Yumi, a few decades ago, a god came to the dragon's lair to warn the king, saying that we would encounter unimaginable trouble when we came to this world. ”‘

"The Three Goddesses of Fate?"

"Probably not, the three goddesses of fate haven't appeared for a long time."

"Huh." Lucius sneered, "When have the dragons ever been afraid of the gods?" If they can come into the world, they will not even be able to enter the world, when will it be their turn to warn us? ”

"Adults naturally have adult considerations."

Lucius exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then slowly looked at the huge land battleship in the distance, silent.

In a certain street in the imperial capital.

The two magic particles gradually condensed into substance.

Two figures also slowly appeared on this street.

One of them is Leo, the head of the Exorcism Division, and the other, Mycroft.

Mycroft's face was a little pale, it was the first time he had taken a shapeshift, and the feeling of spinning all the way made him feel like he had been thrown into the drum washing machine for more than ten minutes.

It took him a while to recover.

"Thank you." "If it weren't for you," said Mycroft, "I would probably have been in a few days before I reached the imperial capital." ”

Leo's Exorcism Division is the Magic Association's first organ for non-magicians.

Although they mainly deal with the demons who have come to the world, the invasion of these dragons is also within their responsibility.

So after the invasion of the dragon's nest, the people of the Exorcism Division rushed to the front line as soon as possible.

The magicians who come to the Imperial Capital to support now are mainly people from the law enforcement team, as well as some people from the research institute.

Of course, there are many members of the law enforcement team, and many of the research institutes are scattered all over the world.

"It's also the first time I've used this magic with a Muggle." Leo said, "Your carrying capacity is so high that the average person might have fainted. ”

Mycroft didn't speak, he just looked around with a gloomy face, the streets that used to be bustling were now full of corpses, exuding an indescribable stench and blood, both human and wurm.

The shops on the street were in shambles, with shattered glass and bullet marks from tank guns and guns on the walls and floors.

The car was burned by the flames and only a wreckage remained, and several broken mechs were parked in the middle of the road, looking like they should have been abandoned.

Everything here is a reminder of what happened here.

"Those things in the Pacific should just be a front piece." "Under the guise of attracting our main forces," McCroft said, "the things that are numerous, look powerful, but are merely a pile of meat in front of the guns of our army."

And their real main force, the real target should be the capitals and important people of the major powers. ”

Mycroft calmly analyzed, "It's really a set for them." ”

"It's also an oversight on our part." Leo said with a solemn face, "In our cognition, although the dragons have wisdom that is not inferior to us humans, they are very proud, and in their eyes, we humans are a group of ants that can be pinched to death at any time.

They absolutely didn't bother to play so-called tricks with us, but they didn't expect it."

"Since it is an unconventional choice, there are naturally unconventional reasons." Mycroft muttered softly.

Leo looked at him suspiciously, "What do you mean?" ”

Mycroft did not reply, as if he had discovered something, and walked with heavy steps to the pillar, a few meters away, where a teenage boy lay on the pavement, dying, with a hideous knife mark on his chest, which almost split his whole body in half.

When he saw the comer, his eyes were misty, and he struggled to make a sound from his throat, so weak that he could barely hear it.

"Uncle...... Thou...... Are you here to save me? ”

"Hmm." Mycroft suppressed his voice.

The boy seemed pleased, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood excitedly.

"Too ...... Great, I'm saved, in that case, Mom...... Mommy ......"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened, and the blood from the corners of his mouth kept overflowing, and he completely lost his voice......

Mycroft was silent, not even the expression on his face, as he crouched down and gently stroked the boy's eyelids......

The boy should only look eleven or twelve years old, he is very cute, and if he grows up, he will probably be a handsome guy.

But alas, he didn't grow up......

Tick —

I don't know if it's because it's raining, and a few drops of water stains are dripping on the boy's face.

Mycroft lowered his head, his whole face shrouded in shadow, and he didn't say a word.

Next to the child was a woman, who looked to be in her thirties and forties.

Her wound was on the front.

This is a teenager's mother who gave her life to protect her child, but unfortunately...... Her children may also be reluctant to leave her alone......

(End of chapter)