Mycroft slowly raised his head, and above the dark sky, sometimes there was a dazzling light shining, and sometimes a meteorite fell to the earth with a loud noise.

The earth was trembling slightly, and it looked like the heavens and the earth were overturned.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to experience the end of the world in my life." Leo also looked at the sky and sighed.

Mycroft didn't look at the sky, just quietly looked at the city.

After a moment, he pointed to an area in the distance that had been ruined by the dragons.

"It's a low-rent area, an area that was planned during the Arthurian era.

At that time, the first industrial revolution had just begun, and the country had no idea what that new era would bring.

Cheap industrial goods have hit the country's economy, causing many farmers to move to the cities to work in factories.

There are far fewer jobs than these peasants who have moved to the cities to work, so they can get much less wages.

They barely feed themselves, living in crowded, dirty, and foul-smelling slums, which are not cheap.

The strata began to divide, and the people at the bottom lived worse than dead.

King Arthur spent decades changing all of this, allowing people to live in cheap, spacious and clean houses. ”

He pointed to a piece of land with a pool on one side of the ruins.

There were no buildings on the land, and it looked like it used to be a park, but it was now scorched by the flames.

But look at the statues in the pool and the number of burnt blackened trees, it should be a beautiful park.

"That's Moriath Park." "The park named after Arthur the Great, named after his father, was right next to the low-rent housing, and Arthur the Great believed that even in the city, people should have the right to embrace nature.

The park is beautiful, and every Saturday and Sunday when the weather is nice, the lawn is full of families who come here for picnics.

In the middle of the fountain path, there are also some pigeons.

People who come to the city like to feed the pigeons, and they end up feeding them so much that they can't even fly.

I guess all these pigeons must have burned to death."

Leo didn't say a word, just listened quietly as Mycroft told the story of the city.

Mycroft was very sincere, and in just a few words, Leo's mind came to mind the prosperous royal capital of Britannia in the past.

But it is precisely because of the prosperity of the past that this piece of wolf is particularly impactful at this moment.

Flames are still burning in the corners of the city.

The streets were littered with corpses, both human and wurm, and the air smelled thick with blood and sulfur.

Large buildings in the city collapsed, and some were burned to the ground.

The damage to the city from this shock was even greater than the invasion of hell in the past.

How many people have been separated from their relatives forever in the past few days?

Leo felt as if something was choking his chest, a little dull.

I don't know if it's because of anger or because of sadness.

He looked at Mycroft, his eyes downcast, his expression unchanged, but anyone could see the depth of his moment.

After a brief silence, he spoke slowly.

"Human beings are always arrogant and compare themselves to the whole world, the sewage and exhaust gases emitted will destroy the world, and the extinction of several races will destroy the world, but in fact"

After a pause, he continued, "The world will not be destroyed. It will only be humanity that will be destroyed. ”

He slowly raised his head and whispered.

"The end of the world will not come, at least not today"

Leo stared at Mycroft, and after a moment, he smiled.

"You're right."

Leo seemed to sense something, and slowly turned his head to look at the end of the city, where a crack slowly opened in the barren land that had been turned into a barren land by the battle between the dragon and the dragon slayer magisters.

A giant beast's arm gripped the edge of the crack, and a roar like a deep throat came from the crack.

Then, a pair of scarlet eyes slowly appeared.

Soon, a wingless dragon crawled out of it, covered in pitch-black scales, like a knight in armor.

The dragon's head is even more distinctive, devoid of the usual sharp horns, replaced by a pair of large, helmet-like bony protrusions, covered with intricate patterns and symbols, like an ancient and mysterious language. Its mouth, with its sharp fangs exposed, shows its powerful attack power and identity as a predator.

The scarlet eyes were filled with angry killing intent.

And behind him, hordes of wurms came out and stood behind him.

Although this dragon has no wings, it is also a pure-blooded dragon.

It is the son of Ran-Umma, the dragon of death, Kath.

A wingless dragon is considered a deformed dragon among dragons, a physiological defect.

But his combat power is not inferior to that of any dragon.

Because he had no wings, he could not participate in battles in space.

But the battle on the ground is different.

His gaze scanned around the area, and soon he saw the miserable corpse of Umar.

His eyes turned even redder, and he raised his hair and let out a roar of rage.

In the angry roar of this giant dragon, the whole heaven and earth seemed to tremble. The deep and powerful roar, like thunder rolling in the clouds, like a storm howling in a valley, makes people feel palpitations and fear.

With its roar, the dragon's scale armor began to exude a faint aura of blood.

This blood qi is not real blood, but an energy condensed from the majestic power and majesty of the dragon's body. They leap over the dragon's body like flames, intertwined with the pitch-black scale armor, creating a sight that is both terrifying and spectacular.

The dragon's eyes grew deeper at this moment, as if they could swallow all darkness. Its pupils shimmered with anger and rage, as if it were about to swallow the whole world. Its fangs sharpened in its roar, as if it could tear through any obstacle that stood in its way.

The dragon's body trembled in a roar, each trembling that seemed to make the air around it tremble. Its limbs grew stronger in its rage, as if it could trample on any enemy who dared to challenge it.

And the wurms around them also roared.

At this moment, both McCroft and Leo showed a solemn look.

And as Gayward said, they will not let go of the people in this land. (End of chapter)