It's a barren place, and Zhang Su can see it as soon as he arrives.

From Sierra Madre to San Francisco, from Monterrey to Dallas, the wasteland is filled with revived Buraku.

After being beaten back to the primitive era by the Demonic Scourge, humans have adopted a retro lifestyle of group hunting.

However, the targets of the hunt became whites.

Before the disaster, indigenous people were relegated to mountain areas, where they lived on casinos and liquor on reserves. They find that the big city has been destroyed by demons, so they go on a strike.

Aborigines drove light pickup trucks, chased them with assault rifles, drove whites out of their hiding places, chased them in the wilderness, and then killed them.

They searched the ruins of San Francisco and Los Angeles, packed up the remaining whites and shipped them further south, sent them to labor workshops and plantations, and made them work so hard that doctors, lawyers, and financial elites now shed their suits and became the lowest level of manual laborers.

The bison were re-raised, and the herd grew in size, looking like a ball of black fur from above.

The natives found a way to resume production, simple agriculture began to resume, and oil and minerals were extracted.

When rail capacity was restored, many trains hauled supplies to supply the towns. And as demonic activity wanes, their power grows in size.

As a result, relying on the momentum of common hatred, these people have established a considerable new alliance on the U.S.-Mexico border, and the territory is quite vast.

As soon as Zhang Su arrived, the border guard picked up a skin color measurement chart and compared it to Zhang Su's skin.

Skin that is too white or too dark will be dealt with strictly.

"Not so white...... Not so dark...... Well! Brother, you are welcome to join us. The border guards warmly welcomed Zhang Su.

"I'm here on behalf of the Earth Federation, but it depends on what you think." Zhang Su handed them the diplomatic agreement drafted by Lianwu.

Since the demons are omnipresent, Lianwu hopes that they will all move to the west coast of North America, and hand over the oil fields and mineral areas to unmanned factories and autonomous robots to deal with, so as not to waste human lives.

The robots were destroyed and recreated, and the demons found nothing.

If humans are killed, their souls will be devoured, strengthening the power of demons.

"Yes...... I'll report back to the priest. "The Sentinel felt that this matter was significant.

Due to their isolation, they only operate on the U.S.-Mexico border, and they do not expect that the outside world has rebuilt a large federal system.

Zhang Su and his sentinels went to the "Holy Land" deep in the Sierra Madre. There are army dispatches on the highway.

"It looks like the war goes on." Zhang Su looked at the lightly armored units, including infantry combat vehicles and personnel carriers.

"The mutinous whites formed a lot of wandering legions and illegal armed groups, which have never been eradicated. I will educate my children so that they can also be brave warriors! The sentry said firmly.

"Their army should be stronger, and even after the natural disaster, the remnants of the defenders of the human defense plan are probably on the side of the whites." Zhang Su said.

"Yes, but sometimes, oracles come and tell us about the enemy's movements." The sentry said.

"'The Oracle One'?" Zhang Su inquired.

"It was a mysterious woman, she roamed the land, knew the movements of people, gathered intelligence between various forces, and was at ease, maybe she was a spy, maybe she was a strange witch, but we didn't know anything, so we had to call her the 'oracle'." Sentinel explained.

"Even if the oracle tells you the location of the enemy, the battle must be won by force." Zhang Su said.

"Force? We've got the protection of the Guardians. The Sentinel said mysteriously.

"Is this guardian of yours capable of breathing fire, flying, and scaly white?" Zhang Su asked.

The sentry immediately fell silent.

The indigenous people managed to rebuild the dilapidated road up the mountain.

Zhang Su climbed the hill and looked out at the oil fields in the distance, and the drillers pitched and swayed, squeezing priceless oil from the depths of the earth.

Towns were one-tenth the size of their heyday, and most of the central cities were destroyed, leaving only the wreckage of buildings, bushes, and crumbling machines, and most of the houses, however strong, had been devastated by time and tribulation.

"What kind of person is a priest? What is it called? Zhang Su asked.

"Lord Cawtel." "He was our leader, and he was the first to lead us against the whites, and he told us a lot, including our traditions, our history," the sentinel said in awe. It wasn't until he educated us that we figured out how white people used to mutilate our ancestors. ”

"So, what did Priest Cacourt do before the Catastrophe?" Zhang Su was curious.

"Live Sunset Invasion or 1444 New World." The sentry thought for a moment.

There was some fragrance in the air, as soft as dust blown up by the wind.

Zhang Su saw carved stones erected on both sides of the mountain road, the art on them was very primitive, I don't know where it was dug up, they looked like winged snakes, flying in the air. At their feet are elaborate sandstone bricks with strange runes etched into them.

When he smells the air, Zhang Su captures a rudimentary sense of illusion that can give the weak-willed the illusion that their skin has turned into scales, their wings spread out from their backs, and they want to roar and get close to fire and hot water.

The camp of the priest of Cauterle stood halfway up the mountain.

He wears a thick feather cloak with an Adidas T-shirt underneath, a stone, a purse, and a pistol tied around his belt, and his face is covered in oil paint, and he wears a gold necklace.

"Your Excellency." The Sentinel explained to Priest Cacotel what Zhang Su meant.

Cawart frowned and looked at Zhang Su, then checked the diplomatic agreement, and weighed whether to join the Earth Federation.

"How?" Zhang Su asked.

"I'm Cawtel, and I'm in charge of protecting my people and ancient faiths." "But I really don't understand, what's the use of forming an alliance with a pagan religion?" ”

"Because the world is big. It's never a good idea to live in a corner and live in seclusion, especially since I see that your settlements are very scattered and will definitely be raided by demons. Zhang Su said.

"We have the strength to defend ourselves because we have dragons! Divine Dragon. Cacontel frowned.

"Dragons?" Zhang Su also felt humorous, "So, will the dragon obey you?" ”

"Of course, the dragon is great, our leader, and the guarantee we use to defeat the enemy, and no one dares to disobey the dragon's fire." Cacourt has a lot to say.

"Take me to see the dragon." Zhang Su said, "The dragon will listen to me." ”

"You? Who are you? Cawartel questioned, "I'm a priest of the Dragon Cult!" It was I who offered food to the dragon and held the festival! Dragons are discovered by us and are not to be observed by outsiders. ”

"As long as the dragon sees me, he will know." Zhang Su said briefly.

"If it disturbs our guardians, it will eat you and burn you to pieces with dragon fire." Cacourt said coldly, "Don't blame me for not reminding you then. ”

"I don't know who to warn yet." Zhang Su said.

Priest Cacotel looked at Zhang Su's terrifying figure vigilantly, secretly thinking that the dragon would be on his side anyway.

"Then, please come up to the mountain." Priest Cacourt said that although he did not believe Zhang Su from the beginning to the end.

It took another 20 minutes for people to cross the winding road to the top of the mountain, watching the sleeping dragon in awe.

It is entrenched on a rugged mountain, and about 200 meters from where it lies down is a huge altar made of bluestone, which is piled with meat, and next to the platform is full of gold and silver jewels as an important offering.

"Dragon! Great dragon! "Our ancestors sacrificed such a great creature thousands of years ago, and now we can live under the protection of its wings." ”

"Oooh!"

"Be in awe of the dragon ......"

"Wyvern God!"

"Shhh......h

This dragon is extremely dangerous, very scary, the scales are so strong that even missiles can't penetrate it.

In the event of an enragment, it will vent its resentment and tear everything around it! In battle, it burns the earth with dragon fire, an eerie flame that burns forever and never goes out until it completely burns its target.

Such a terrifying monster has always been regarded as the god and guardian of their own race, and they have tried to sacrifice it, hoping that it will bring protection for a long time, so that they will not have to be disciplined by white people as they have in the past.

Zhang Su walked up.

"Hey!"

"Don't go over!"

"Are you crazy?" They lowered their voices and hurriedly called Zhang Su back.

"Come back soon——!" Priest Cauter was particularly surprised, "You dare to provoke the Divine Dragon? ”

Zhang Su didn't look back.

"Lord Priestess, he's going to be eaten by a dragon!"

"Let him become food for the dragon!"

"Wow, that's not what we're supposed to do."

"How can you watch him die?" Priest Cauter gritted his teeth, rushed forward in three steps and two steps in two steps, and stopped in front of Zhang Su, "You can't go any further!" You have no idea how powerful dragons are! ”

"It's just...... Dragons, young and young dragons. Zhang Su gently took him aside, and then walked towards the dragon.

"Y-this." Priest Cauter was amazed.

Ever since he saw the dragon, he hadn't seen it lose to any enemy, not an army, not an army, not a tank, a rocket launcher, or a demon.

He could only walk up to the people in a huff.

"If you insist on going your own way and don't listen to our admonitions, great calamity will come with dragon fire." Priest Cauter said inscrutablely.

"yes, yes......"

"Dragon...... Our savior. ”

"I'm going to kill that guy......"

Zhang Su walked to the side of the towering cliff.

The silver dragon reclined and slumbered, its soft snoring rumbling, each exhaling blowing away the needles and dust scattered on the ground.

"Remi." Zhang Su stretched out his hand, "It's time to wake up." ”

Remi!

The familiar call pierced Remi's thoughts, evoking memories that were long gone.

It remembered the memory of following its father's arm and learning to fly briskly in the sunlight.

Remi stretched, roared, and opened her eyes again, and suddenly saw the person who had been thinking about it for a long time.

"Whew——!" Remi lowered her head excitedly to meet Zhang Su's touch, and pressed its head close to Zhang Su's palm, rubbing it over and over again.

It let its dragon horns press against Zhang Su's arm, and repeatedly approached, in order to make up for the long-lost loss, "Woo-"

"It's okay." Zhang Su hugged Remi's neck and reached out to scratch its chin. The feeling of being connected by blood and reuniting with flesh and blood is so wonderful, "Remember how to breathe fire?" ”

Remi craned her neck and spewed out a blazing, shining burst of flames into the sky, excited and excited, as if performing in front of Zhang Su, and then rushed into his arms, no matter how much intimacy was not enough!

Below, Priest Cauter and his party were shocked.

Their most noble dragon is now as well-behaved as a deer in front of Zhang Su?

And so docile?!

"How is that possible!"

"It's obviously a grumpy, furious dragon ......"

"God of Dragons! What the hell does it have to do with that man! "Priest Cauter is incredible.

Remi rubbed Zhang Su excitedly, and her hoarse guttural voice pieced together a loud roar:

"Daddy!"

“？？？” Cacourt priested them, and suddenly felt that there was a tendency for their brains to melt!

(End of chapter)

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