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Sampan plane, Tyrannosaurus Town.

It's not so much a small town as a much larger village.

The buildings here are mainly wooden structures, with a small number of mud and tile buildings.

The further you go to the core of the town, the number of mud houses increases significantly.

There are 30,000 to 50,000 astral beings active here, of which the number of astral dragons who are the core residents is about 5,000.

Dragons are more xenophobic.

They live in mud-tiled houses in the core and discriminate against the periphery.

In addition to the dragonmen, the largest population groups in Tyrannosaurus Town are the Kobolds, Boar Men, and Orcs.

The number of humans here is extremely small.

Even if they did, they only survived for a short time as prisoners of war, slaves, and even food.

It won't be long.

They will be reduced to the souls of the Astral Dragons, or the food they eat.

The differences in the industries operated by the major populations in Tyrannosaurus Town are obvious.

Because the highest Astral Dragons control the mining industry and the bulk of the trade industry here.

The rest of the races can only carve up a little bit of the scraps from the realm that the dragons don't bother to participate in.

But even so.

It still attracts a large number of astral beings.

The reason is simple.

Tyrannosaurus Town is the area with the most plane passages on the Sampan plane.

This place is not only one of the few bridges between the astral plane and the main material realm, but also has many rifts and passages to other secondary planes.

It is precisely because of this unique condition that all kinds of people such as warmongers, adventurers, mercenaries, slave traders, etc. gather here.

The official forces of Tyrannosaurus Town did not prohibit this, but encouraged it.

Because their lords started out with plane warfare and the slave trade.

Even to the point where it is today.

The Red Dragon Warrior named the Cossack also maintained the custom of leading the Tyrannosaurus Town fanatics to attack the nearby sub-planes every one or two years.

This custom is a godsend in the eyes of the beings of the Astral Plane.

Because of the thirst for killing and plundering engraved in his bones.

Each time the Cossacks attacked the sub-planes near the material realm, they could recruit a large number of soldiers of varying quality with little to no additional cost of money and resources.

These soldiers, of course, have a hard time fighting against the wind.

But as long as he and his dragon forces were in the front, most of the human settlements would be reduced to ruins under their butcher's knives.

There is no spring and autumn in the astral boundary.

But in this April season, any living creature can feel the joy and blood in the air of Tyrannosaurus Town.

Gossip spreads among do-gooders and brokers in the streets.

The thugs who had been idle for a long time lit up their eyes when they heard this:

"Have you heard? The Cossacks had recently found a hidden sub-plane, the Guards had slaughtered a village at the entrance to that plane, and they had captured many of them, most of whom had been disposed of outside the hub, and the few that were left were presumably to be given to the big men of the astral plane as pets. ”

"So? Soon it will be possible to fight again? ”

"Almost, the last time the Cossack Lord led his troops out of Tyrannosaurus Town was a year ago, and it's time to have another feast!"

"Hehehe, I can't wait to drink the blood of those cowardly creatures, damn it, I lost my armor to the landlady of the Rotten Root Tavern during the bet yesterday, no, I'm going to find her right now to ask for ......"

"If you want her, give it?"

"Or else? It's a big deal, it's a little more effort......"

Similar conversations are playing out across Tyrannosaurus Town.

Well-informed thugs are already gearing up for the war ahead.

Even the kobolds began to run to tell each other, and decided to prepare more things for the lord to supply, so as to gain the right to scavenge behind the large army.

As if to confirm that the grapevine is true.

Several of the Guard's draconian warriors suddenly led a human woman with a disheveled head, disemboweled her in front of the others, and hung her body on the wall.

"This is what happens to slaves who do not serve their masters well!"

The dragon warrior at the head dropped such a sentence, and then left arrogantly.

A strong bloody atmosphere suddenly filled the vicinity of the city wall.

Several flies and demons hovered in the air for a while, and suddenly lowered their altitude to gnaw on the corpse, but they were instantly whipped twice by the dragonman soldiers who were eyeing them next to them, and died violently on the spot.

The corpse of the fly demon fell to the base of the wall.

The two boar men dragged their carcasses away:

"I can add a meal tonight......"

However, it didn't go far.

A group of fierce-looking kobolds surrounded them.

Without hesitation, they pounced on the boar man's strong body.

In the alleys.

The smell of blood is snowballing bigger and bigger—

The creatures passing by turned a blind eye to this, and for Tyrannosaurus Town, it was just a commonplace everyday scene.

As for when this fight will come to an end.

It all depends on when the combatants are dead or exhausted.

In the middle of the town.

In a three-storey building.

In the conference room-like hall, the dragonman lord, covered in flaming dragon scales, sat on a chair made of cold iron without saying a word.

He is the lord of Tyrannosaurus Town, a war bloodied Cossack with red dragon blood.

To his left sat a dragonman warrior with gray-black dragon scales.

This is Orsay, the brother-in-law of the Cossacks, who has the blood of the Black Dragon in his veins and is also the deputy mayor of Tyrannosaurus Town.

There were four or five dragonmen on the right hand side of the Cossacks, but it was not difficult to see from the color and grade of their dragon scales that the rank and strength of these dragon warriors were inferior.

The bottom of the steps.

Two women in tight robes, one red and one purple, were telling something solemnly.

However, the Cossacks' attention did not seem to be on what they reported.

His gaze kept swirling over the two women's bumpy figures, without hiding the aggressiveness in his eyes.

"Cossacks!"

The red-robed priestess frowned and raised her voice.

The Cossack replied nonchalantly:

"I see."

"Isn't it just that Windward Valley has been inspected by the mages......

The red-robed priestess said solemnly:

"It's not an inspection, it's an attack."

"Sorcerer Lance took it upon himself to attack the Tree Mage, and it turned out to be self-defeating, not only did he not kill him, but he angered the other party."

"Matthew is mad now, and he's raking out the power of the astral realm in Windward Valley, including ours, of course."

The Cossack yawned:

"Look, Rose, this is the sorcerer you admired before."

"In my opinion, he is nothing but deceiving women!"

The priestess named Rose solemnly said:

"Lance's skills are not small, even he failed to kill Matthew, which means that the tree planting mage must also have two brushes."

"We have to be careful about ......"

The Cossacks mocked:

"Come on, they're all called tree planting mages, how much more power can they have?"

"I can understand your concern, you don't have a strong man around to protect you, so you're always nervous, hehe......"

"I know that group of mages very well, they only dare to shout within the high walls, but they dare not go beyond it."

Rose's good-looking eyebrows were crinkled.

She looked at the Cossack with a worried face, and she tried to persuade the other party with words, but in exchange for the unbridled gaze of the other party.

"Why don't you come back to my room with me, and let's talk about this topic again?"

The Cossack said bluntly.

A surge of anger welled up in Rose's heart, and then she said in a strong tone:

"It's God's guess."

"He thinks Matthew might be plotting against the Sampan plane!"

As soon as this statement came out.

The Cossacks straightened their backs slightly.

"What does God mean?"

The dragonman lord's eyes were a little subtle:

"Okay, I see, I'll keep an eye on what's going on over there."

Rose sighed deeply in her heart.

She knew that the Cossacks had not taken their words to heart at all.

No way.

The long dictatorship made him blind and arrogant.

Now even the order of the five-colored dragon god Baruch, the Cossacks are a little perfunctory!

As Baruch's face in Tyrannosaurus Town.

Rose and her sisters are four-winged angels from Tianlun Palace.

Their rank in the Ryujin Society was much higher than that of the Cossacks or Orsai.

However, in reality.

These two dragon warriors with powerful personal force don't like them at all!

I even want to them.

Every time she was stared at by the unbridled gaze of the Cossacks, Rose felt humiliated.

Can be taken slowly.

She was very frightened to find that there was a trace of anticipation and excitement in her heart!

As an angel, she actually understands her state of mind very well.

The offense of the Cossack not only proved her attractiveness, but also gave her a strong vitality, a sense of reassuring security.

She and her sisters served the five-colored dragon god Baruch for many years.

As the closest group of attendants.

She could clearly feel that Baruch was getting weaker and weaker.

Especially after the Moss Green Hills incident.

The five-colored dragon god, who had become a stepping stone of the alliance, suffered heavy losses, and he was almost only one-third of his strength in the state of total victory!

To know.

Baruch originally only had the strength to be on the edge of a legend.

Now even the more powerful legends have to hide!

If it weren't for the blessing of God's kingdom.

Looking at the majestic five-colored dragon god, I'm afraid that he has already been beheaded by the dragon slayers who came in droves!

Although with the help of other forces.

Baruch has recently formed the Ryujin Society, and it has the momentum to return to the top.

However, only the closest ones know.

Baruch's debilitation is an unstoppable trend.

He was erected by others as a sign against the Seven Saints!

His control over the Dragongod Society is rather weak.

Almost every force in the outer plane has placed undercover agents in the Dragon God Society.

And it's all done with open cards.

How could such an organization be promising?

Rose knew very well that Baruch's faith was crumbling—

The five-colored dragon has always been unreliable.

Only young dragons or newly grown dragons worship the five-colored dragon god Baruch.

The slightly more powerful dragons are on their own.

They don't even bird Baruch.

What the gods can rely on the most now is the faith and strength of the Astral Dragons!

However.

Now it seems that even his basic plate is in jeopardy.

This makes Rose full of fear and sadness about her future.

As an angel.

It would be difficult for her to break free from Baruch's grasp.

Unless......

Unless Baruch rewards her to someone else!

Think of it.

Rose had an idea in her mind.

"Okay, I'll talk to you, I must convince you!"

Rose looked at the Cossacks with a sacrosanct gesture.

"Wait!"

"I'm going too!"

The purple-robed angel seemed unwilling to let the rose be predominantly beautiful, and he also opened his mouth boldly.

The Cossacks were overjoyed.

Orsay, the black dragon warrior sitting below, couldn't help but roll his eyes.

He had actually coveted these two angels for a long time.

However, he was the brother-in-law of the Cossacks.

It is estimated that it will be difficult to convince the other party to divide one......

"It's better to wait for the eldest brother to finish eating, and then do it secretly......"

Orsay thought to himself.

But at this time.

The dragonman soldiers outside burst in.

Everyone in the hall looked sideways.

"Won't you knock?"

There was a hint of tyranny on the Cossacks' faces.

The soldier bowed his head and replied:

"There's a bald demon out there, and he's claiming to start a 'Dragon God Duel'!"

Dragon God Duel?

The Cossacks were taken aback.

Since his legend, no one has ever challenged him in a dragon god duel.

Isn't this looking for death?

"Let him wait at the door, and I'll kill him in a moment!"

The Cossack snorted coldly.

Seeing that the lord's attitude had improved, the soldier hurriedly added:

"The bald demon is here to find Lord Orsay......"

"Huh?"

The Cossacks looked at the black dragon warrior with a scrutinizing gaze.

Orsay chuckled in his heart.

He seemed to think of something, and immediately stood up:

"Big brother, it's okay, you continue to discuss things, and I'll deal with that guy who doesn't know whether to live or die!"

As he spoke, he rushed out impatiently.

"Wait!"

Cossack eyes narrowed:

"The dragon god duel is a big deal, how can I not be a bystander?"

"Let's go over together and see what the hell is going on with that demon!"

Orsay scratched his head:

"Okay."

The rose and the purple-robed angel glanced at each other.

Both caught a look of annoyance and disappointment in each other's eyes.

Then the two of them screamed—

It turned out that the Cossacks stretched out two large hands, one left and one right, and hugged them by the waist, and then walked out of the gate with a rampant laugh.

See this scene.

Orsay and the rest of the dragonman warriors looked envious.

They followed them outside.

Not far away, in the open space, stands a long flagpole.

At the tip of the flagpole hangs a dark blue flag, with a galaxy on the front and a mist on the reverse.

If you look closely, you can see the outlines of some dragons in the galaxy and in the mist.

That's the emblem of the Supreme True Dragon!

The Cossacks squeezed the two angels' buttocks with their two large hands, then threw them away at random, and then walked over to the bald demon under the flagpole:

"You know the Supreme True Dragon, it seems that you are well prepared."

The bald demon glanced at him:

"I'm not here for you."

"If you remember the glory of the Supreme True Dragon, let that damn coward behind you come out and fight me!"

The Cossacks instantly became furious.

But as soon as he saw the emblem of the Supreme True Dragon, he forcibly suppressed his anger, and then retreated silently.

For the Astral Dragonmen, as well as many other dragons or dragonborns.

The supreme true dragon is the true faith!

It was a powerful being who was said to have transcended to a higher dimension, and it was He who personally created all the dragons, including the dragons of Ayndor, the dragons of the Eastern Continent, and the various dragons in the astral plane.

The Supreme True Dragon has long since transcended, He does not care about worldly authority, and has only left some traces in this world.

But even so.

There are still many dragons who worship Him.

After Baruch became a god, he used a conspiracy to seize the priesthood and authority of the five-colored dragon god, and stole the position of the supreme true dragon.

The Supreme True Dragon ignored Him at all.

This gave Baruch the opportunity to grow and develop.

The Astral Dragons' belief in Baruch is actually an exchange of interests to some extent.

They believe in the supreme true dragon, which is the worship that comes from the depths of their hearts!

Legendary.

The Supreme True Dragon loved to watch duels and thus left behind a tradition called the Dragon God Duel.

All believers in the Supreme True Dragon cannot refuse a Dragon God Duel challenge from someone else.

And every time you win a dragon god duel.

Participants will receive a layer of "Glorious Blood", a gift from the Supreme True Dragon!

The loser will have a portion of the Glorious Blood stacked on his body.

The Blood of Glory will grant you additional combat power and will.

The most important reason why the Cossack is so powerful and invincible in the astral realm with its legendary strength is that the layers of glorious blood on his body have been stacked to a terrifying 96 layers!

Other words.

He's on a 96-game winning streak in the Dragon God Duel!

Of course.

This 96-game winning streak is quite a bit of water.

Before the legend.

The Cossacks often hinted that their dragon warriors would challenge them to a duel, and then win easily, swiping through the numbers.

That is, after the legend, the challenge of these ordinary dragonmen has lost its effect.

Otherwise, he will continue to brush up!

Correspondingly.

If these glorious bloods were lost, the Cossacks would immediately lose the grace of the Supreme True Dragon and become ordinary legends.

comparatively.

The Black Dragon Warrior Orsay relied more on the power provided by the Blood of Glory than the Cossacks!

Although he is also level 20, there is no legend after all, and the layer of Glory Blood stays at 37.

This is already a huge bonus for him.

He was actually very resistant to a dragon god duel with a stranger.

Especially when he sees the other person's face.

Orsay's expression was even more complicated:

"Is that you?"

Charles clasped his hands to his chest expressionlessly:

"It's me."

"Remember? You hooked me into that damn cage in the first place......"

Orsay immediately interrupted:

"Shut up!"

"Since you've come out, you should understand that I'm helpless......"

The surrounding dragonman soldiers were all taken aback.

Lord Orsay has always been known for his violent temper, and I'm afraid that he would have done it a long time ago if he had replaced him, but not only did he not do it today, but why did he even speak in a strange tone?

Charles also interrupted the other party:

"You make me sick."

"So I have to kill you."

"Otherwise, my heart will not be complete!"

Heart?

Orsay was stunned for a moment.

Charles's lingua franca puzzled him.

But just when he wanted to communicate with the other party for a few words, the Cossack next to him shouted impatiently:

"Why are you still stunned? He's already planted the flag! ”

"Kill him! This is the only way you can continue to be blessed by the Supreme True Dragon! ”

The black dragon warrior bared his teeth.

The next second.

He suddenly changed into a cold and tyrannical expression:

"I see."

"I accept your challenge."

"I am the Black Dragon Warrior Orsay, and today I will please the Supreme True Dragon with your blood!"

Syllable!

The bald demon kicked off the flag:

"Demon Knight, Charles, send you to meet the Supreme True Dragon!"

The next second.

Charles suddenly raised his hand, and a black shadow flew out of his sleeve—

The speed of the black shadow was ridiculously fast, and before Orsay could react, an octopus-like creature was clung to his chest!

The Black Dragon Warrior looked down.

The creature was covered in suckers, and now it was clinging to his armor!

There is also a thin line on the back of the octopus that connects to Charles's arm.

The thin thread contracted violently.

A huge pull pulled Orsay forward!

The Black Dragon Warrior staggered a few steps forward.

Charles's figure quickly approached under the action of the creature's hook claws!

The two sides instantly faced each other, turning into a tense and exciting hand-to-hand fight.

The Black Dragon Warrior was not slow to react.

He immediately gave up his intention to keep his balance, and then raised his one-handed sword in his right hand and slashed at Charles's head with a fierce slash!

However, the unexpected is this.

The demon ignored the dragonman's sword, and he just slammed a hard punch into Orsay's chest!

Fist against sword.

Swap the head for the ribcage.

No matter how you look at it, it's not a good deal!

between the electric light and flint.

The Black Dragon Warrior didn't have time to think, he directly slashed his sword into the head of the Demon Warrior.

"Bang dang!"

After a crisp sound.

Orsay was surprised to find that his powerful sword had failed to break through the demon's brain!

The next second.

There was an extremely sharp pain in his chest, as if all his internal organs had been torn apart, and a strangely shaped, but particularly sharp, sharp weapon was pounding wantonly in his chest!

"Despicable!"

Orsay was furious:

"It's a punch stab!?"

Charles took advantage of the victory to chase, and while the fist continued to exert force, a low shout also came out of his mouth:

"Kan-Japanese style!"

There was a muffled pop.

A fist with a fist stabbed between it came out of the back of the black dragon warrior!

The onlookers have a chill on their backs!

I didn't expect this to be the first round.

Charles pierced Orsay's body!

"It's time to end your life of sin!"

Charles let out a low sigh.

He just wanted to continue the pursuit, but in an instant, his fist quickly pulled out of Orsay's body.

Followed by.

He dodged a sneak attack from a red-glowing blade with a sideways jump!

"You're going to interfere in the dragon god duel?"

Charles vigilantly pulled up to a safe position and stared coldly at the Cossack who suddenly intervened.

The Cossacks glared at the seriously wounded Orsai with hatred.

He's still thinking about rhetoric.

Charles had already said coldly:

"You don't think you've forgotten, do you? Dragonborns who interfere in the dragon god's duel will be cursed by the supreme true dragon! ”

The Cossack frowned:

"I didn't interfere, I just ......"

However, he was not finished.

Suddenly, a gloomy wind blew, and in an instant, under the gaze of everyone's stunned eyes—

The surface of the body of the black dragon warrior who was covered with wounds and full of resentment was unexpectedly covered with a layer of blue-gray at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Big brother, I'm ......"

Orsai reached out to the Cossacks in horror.

In the blink of an eye.

His vivid eyes turned cloudy grayish-white!

A rotten aura spread from the black dragon warrior's body.

"Uh-huh......"

There was a creepy roar in his throat, and his body joints became more inflexible like zombies!

"What's wrong with him?"

Everyone watched in horror.

Even Charles was taken aback:

"Is there really a curse of the Supreme Dragon God?"

"Retribution came so quickly?"

Suddenly.

The wind was blowing more violently.

Everyone looked up blankly, and then they saw a cloud of lead that looked like a huge mountain!

Under the blowing of the wind.

The heavy canopy slowly pressed against the ground.

Time.

Heaven and earth whimper, ghosts cry and God howls!

All the creatures shrouded in the canopy felt the aura of death like never before.

Their hearts are beating very fast, and discomforts such as dry mouth, dizziness, weakness in limbs, drowsiness and so on come to their hearts!

"This black cloud, there is a problem......"

With red eyes, the Cossack kicked away Orsay, who had already begun to attack others indiscriminately!

The wind was already filled with the smell of negative energy.

It's as if an invisible hand is grabbing all living beings by the throat and is seizing their power over their lives!

"Oh my God!"

"This is a scourge of the dead!"

"It's Matthew, it's that Matthew!"

Rose finally reacted, and she yelled out of shape, but her voice was quickly muffled.

Because at that moment.

The gates and walls of the southern part of Tyrannosaurus Town collapsed with a bang-

A huge bone dragon broke through the city like a withered and decaying city.

Behind him.

There is also a bone dragon army composed of more than a dozen bone dragons!

Thundered!

The Bone Dragon Legion is just a prelude.

Then there's the Legion of Underburners who come with a rain of fire and the Archer who carry countless ice arrows!

Skeletal Knife Axeman.

Zombie Warrior.

There are also all sorts of undead.

They poured into Tyrannosaurus Town like a tidal wave!

Time.

This place has become a terrible scene like the end of the world!

The resistance in the city collapsed as soon as the two sides came into contact.

In an instant, they entered a state of calling for the sky and grabbing the earth, and they fled separately.

And in the midst of that vast army of the undead.

The nightmare-ridden necromancer with a starry glow around him was so dazzling.

He walked leisurely to the front of the place.

It wasn't long before he reached the city gates.

And at this very time.

A fiery dragon descended from the sky.

Rumble!

The flames dispersed, and the splashing sparks crackled in the dust raised by the undead.

The dragonman lord Cossack came out of the firelight.

He looked at Matthew angrily:

"How dare a necromancer be so swaggering?"

"Look for death!"

The Cossacks did not hesitate.

Even if he knew very little about necromancy, he knew that the only way to end the undead scourge was to get rid of the perpetrators!

Ordinary necromancers hide in the shadows and are not easy to find.

It's rare for the other party to stand on the bright side openly, saving him from looking for it, how can he easily miss it?

When it is.

The Cossack was armed with a giant axe, and as he moved, he pulled up the illusion and fire in the sky, and rushed in front of Matthew in an instant!

"Just in time!"

Matthew jumped off the Nightmare's body, then calmly removed the scythe from his back and slashed at the Cossack unhurriedly!

The Cossack's pupils shrank, a little shocked.

He wasn't surprised that Matthew was moving too fast, but that he was moving too slowly!

"At this rate, I'll be able to split him in half before his scythe hits me!"

Although there are strange things.

But the Cossack could not miss such an opportunity, he firmly believed and did not hesitate to chop down!

The axe struck right in the middle of Matthew's blue-glowing head.

In a flash.

The Cossacks heard a crunch of "clang"!

An unimaginable reaction blurred his flesh and blood!

And Matthew himself was unharmed!

He didn't even show signs of a twisted neck!

Just under the gaze of the Cossacks in disbelief.

Matthew's emerald scythe also slapped slowly on the Cossack's ribs.

The scythe is blunt.

Even the armor of the Cossacks could not be broken.

The Dragonman Lord breathed a sigh of relief.

He instinctively stepped back half a step to the side, wanting to plot the follow-up.

Suddenly.

A sharp pain rushed over his brain!

Matthew also took time out of his busy schedule to glance at the data column.

……

"Hint: Your [Invincible Gems" and [Anti-Damage Field' are active!

You hit the Dragonman Lord Cossack with the Emerald Scythe (LV23 Dragonman Warrior/Lord Template).

The Emerald Scythe's special effect "Tremor" has taken effect—

The Drake Lord Cossack's spleen shattered and began to leak blood......

……

Looking at the intact necromancer in front of him, he felt the sharp pain in his body.

The Cossacks clutched their chests and abdomen.

I was stunned for a moment.

……

(End of chapter)