The old man's body was very huge, more than five meters tall, like an enlarged version of an ordinary old man, wearing a green druid robe, with the symbols of the golden moon and silver star on it, and a circle of white ears of wheat, representing his status as a great druid above level 10.

The druid's aura was well hidden, and Garon couldn't find out what level he was when he sensed it carefully.

However, it is at least a ten-level storage zài.

After the two sat down facing each other, the old man looked at Gareon and spoke slowly.

"No need to sense, I'm in the village now, all my strength is integrated with the village's guardian array, here, I am the entire array, this circle has a fifteen-level top power, although my spiritual power is not enough to control such a big strength, but I can reach the fourteenth level when I exert it. ”

He smiled.

"Moreover, where can a mere hierarchy be clearly explained in this world?"

"That's right. Garon nodded approvingly, picked up the cup of dark green tea prepared for him in front of him, and gently poured it into his mouth, and suddenly the sweet fragrance like honey spread in his mouth, with the aroma of many flowers, which made people can't help but relax and revel in the whole body.

"Collecting more than 3,000 different kinds of flower pollen to make rare honey, it takes a year to make a cup of zuò you drink. The old elf explained. "It's just right to dissolve the rich abyssal aura on your body. ”

Garon's heart sank.

"You can see it. ”

It is indeed as the other side said. With the division of levels, it is impossible to distinguish specific strength levels, and sometimes it is not uncommon for opponents who are several levels apart to have a big reversal. After all, strength is only one type of power, and there are also strategies, stratagems, strategies, tactics, traps, etc., which are all part of power.

"I have been friends with the three elders of your clan for many years. Although that guy is ambitious, he wants to leave the White Dragon Mountain truly independently and carry forward the White Dragon Clan. But in recent years, especially since your expulsion, your clan has gone from bad to worse. The elven elder said in a low voice.

"What kind of pressure or enemy?" asked Garon in a low voice, raising a frown.

"It's the enemy. The elder shook his head, "That's right. You can call me Greenbeard. ”

"You can call me Garene. Garon said politely.

"Okay, Garon. Greenbeard continued, "Five years ago, in the Battle of the Ten Thousand Dragons, the Battle of the Dirada Empire and the Dark Elves showdown, both sides invested almost all of their military strength. Naturally, the White Dragon Clan has also been invested in a large number of young adults. And the ending is "

"Defeated?" Garon frowned.

"Yes. Fiasco. Greenbeard nodded, a hint of melancholy on his face.

"Fiasco, as far as I know, the Empire should be far stronger than the Dark Elves, right?" Garon wondered.

"This is natural, the extraordinary strength of Emperor Gus who is as high as the fifteenth level critical is even more incomparable. With the artifact anti-robbery dragon gun, basically no one can stop it. Greenbeard sighed, "But." Unexpected variables have emerged. ”

"Variables?"

"Void cracks, a large number of void cracks poured out from the rear, countless void creatures rushed out, and the emperor * group fell into a two-sided attack, defeated, one of the powerful creatures. Even speaking our language, he calls himself the Demon Hunter. It's not at all that Emperor Gus can compete with, in the Wanlong War, he captured a large number of dragons who participated in the war, slaughtered, preyed, and even enslaved, although I don't know why he let go of the part of the White Dragon Clan, but the White Dragons also fought to the death with the black elves because of the previous Wanlong War, and suffered heavy casualties. ”

"Demon Lord?" Garon smiled bitterly, he didn't expect to turn around and return to his own world, letting go of the White Dragon Clan, obviously this demon hunter knew some inside information, maybe he knew the lie demon lord, maybe his healer's fame spread too far, maybe it was some other reason, in short, the other party gave him a face.

"Looks like you know something. Greenbeard was keenly aware of Garon's strangeness.

"Forget it, I'd better go back and see for myself. Garon stood up.

"It's okay, my teleportation array here leads directly to your clan, you can go back and ask in person. In fact, "Green Beard wanted to speak and stopped, but still did not speak.

Garon glanced at him.

"Thank you. ”

"No, I hope you can integrate your current clan. Greenbeard shook his head.

Leaving the bamboo house, Garon was led by an elven man in the direction of the teleportation array.

Along the way, there were a lot of elves running around to watch him, men, women and children, and their eyes were very friendly to him, obviously the white dragon clan gave them a good impression in front of them.

Garon also encountered a small group of human adventurers who had been invited in for tea, one by one being closely monitored as prisoners, and watching him Garon's treatment of the world, the group was obviously very unbalanced.

Garon stood on the teleportation array, and suddenly a hazy green light shone up, covering all parts of his body.

A green flow in front of him, which lasted for a few seconds, the green dispersed, and in front of him was a white ice wall, he was in a small ice cave, and there was an old white dragon guarding on the side, which seemed to be crippled, and he looked at Garon carefully with his old eyes and faint dragon eyes.

"Are you?" Only creatures who had been approved by the elven elders over there could come from this teleportation array, so he didn't show any hostility.

"The tribe has come to this point?" Garon didn't answer his question, but looked at him in amazement.

Guarding such an important teleportation array is actually a crippled old white dragon sent by the faction.

He released a trace of dragon power slightly, and suddenly that unique dragon power aura made the old white dragon tremble.

"I'm Garon. ”

Garon's voice slowly rang out.

Before the old white dragon could react, he saw Garon disappear in an instant, and there was only a slowly fading afterimage in place.

The whirring sound of the wind echoed in Garon's ears.

He has taken the form of a dragon. Overlooking the original White Dragon Clan below. A frail white dragon formed a patrol and flew around the snow peak, in the middle of the snow peak. The young dragons were wailing under the training of their instructors.

A few of the only strong adult dragons were about to fly outward, as if they had spotted a white dragon he had never seen before, and immediately turned to fly towards him.

"Are you?" said a white dragon, with a vague familiar appearance.

"Garon!??" he snapped out. "You're Garon!?"

His voice suddenly resounded throughout the White Dragon Snow Peak, stirring up a long echo.

The entire White Dragon Snow Peak was quiet at first, and then it boiled instantly, for the Dragon Clan, just a few decades is not a long time. And Gareon seems to have only been gone for a long time.

The white dragons that were still there flew out one after another. Clusters surrounded Garon in the air.

He hovered in mid-air, looking around at the white dragons. There were only a dozen adult white dragons left, and the rest were all old dragons and young dragons, and these adult dragons were even just adults.

The entire clan has weakened to this point.

"Garon, you're finally back!

"You are the last hope of the clan!" elders, elders," a young dragon who had been a young dragon at the beginning wept in a low voice.

After all, it is a dragon that grew up from a clan. There is still a lot of affection for the clan.

And most of the adult white dragons that were improvised had already died in battle.

Garon looked around and didn't see many acquaintances.

"What about them?" he asked in a low voice.

"Brother Garon!"

Several young dragons flew over, and a vacant seat was given up by the surrounding white dragons. It was Satan two of them.

They have also grown up and looked much more mature, and maybe they will become young dragons in a little while.

"You're finally back. Suddenly, an old voice came from the periphery of the dragons.

The white dragons suddenly fell silent and made way for a passage.

An old dragon covered in wrinkles slowly flew in.

Despite his age, Garon still vaguely recognized his identity.

"Third Elder", he didn't expect that in just twenty or thirty years, this ninth-level apex powerhouse would grow old like this. It can be seen that the third elder is not far from death, and his life is about to be exhausted and is about to come to an end.

The three elders still held the Tiamat scepter in their hands. It was the majesty of God, but it was now dimmed.

"It's good if you come back" The third elder looked at Garon, with some kind of complicated sustenance in his eyes. It was a deep blessing.

"My only ideal, dream, and wish is to establish a tribe where all the white dragons can live in peace, and they were opposed to it at the beginning, and they were imprisoned by me, and now. My strength has been exhausted, but unfortunately this ideal may never be seen again," the third elder said tremblingly. "Lehman defected, our only hope is you"

He stretched out his paw and handed the scepter to Garon.

"I've been waiting for you to prophesy me that you will definitely come back. ”

Garon didn't go to pick up the scepter, but stared at the three elders, he had already begun to exude the death aura of his soul at this moment, which was the evil result of excessive consumption of soul guides, obviously in the previous war, he released some kind of great ability that was enough to make him consume his soul.

Anyway, when he was in the clan, he actually had a faint feeling that Lehman might be the son of the general trend of this world at this stage, the center of a fate.

Leaving the clan was also inevitable, but with the clan so weakened, he had no intention of coming back.

"Don't you want to?" the third elder smiled bitterly, "Yes, it's easy for me to leave, but you're going to be forced to pick up this mess, it's me who is too much, it's me."

"I don't accept the scepter of God, it just means that I don't accept Tiamat's faith. Garon said in a deep voice.

He jerked out his hand and grabbed the scepter.

Burst!

The crystal ball representing Tiamat at the top of the scepter was popped by him.

"I am me, and Tiamat is Tiamat. Garon looked at the shocked expressions of the three elders, and the white dragons around him who were even more silent.

The White Dragon Clan, which was exhausted, at this moment, Garon raised his scepter violently.

"From today onwards, I am the leader of the clan, who has any objections?"

No one had any voice, and the slightly stronger white dragons all left, abandoning the clan.

For a while, there was only the sound of wind and snow.

At the same time, under some abandoned church in the distant Middle Empire.

A deep black shadow emerged from the ground and slowly seeped into Lehman's mouth, eyes, ears and nose.

Rayman's body shook violently, but his eyes released a twisted, painful, unwilling look. But I always tried to persevere.

"Follow the ancient will to fulfill your ultimate wishes," countless voices whispered in his head in countless words.

Rayman's dragon body was rapidly turning black at a speed visible to the naked eye, not the black of the black dragon, but the black that could not even see a trace of luster at all.

The fate of the world has gradually given birth to different sustenances.

And in dozens of other places, black shadows frantically invaded the bodies of different creatures.

Similarly, in the void cracks all over the world, one by one the True Spirit Demon Lords slowly stepped out, and the invisible and transparent power of cause and effect slowly entangled and converged on them. (To be continued)