At an altitude of several thousand meters, the ground was already covered by clouds, and a silver skimmed across the sky.

"Avril, how much longer?"

Miss Avril Lavigne, the Silver Dragon, the Dragon City Lord below, did not answer. Arthur was helpless for a while, obviously he often came to see her, but he was still unhappy! The dragon's desire for exclusivity was really strong.

The powerhouses who can step into the realm of legends seem to be superior in terms of efficiency, and the day after Master Mel Arthur talked about it, he began to make his way to Sky City, the largest gathering place of dragons. Perhaps the situation in the Northland has really reached the point where it is imminent.

Although theoretically every legendary powerhouse can fly, flying at an altitude of 10,000 meters is a burden even for a mage like Mel, let alone those knight warriors, and dragons will not be casually ridden by humans. So transportation became a problem, but someone immediately came out to solve it, and this person happened to be Arthur's old friend Gru, who was using his latest goblin airship.

Originally, Arthur was going to take an airship with Mr. Mel, but Avril proposed to go back to Dragon City with Arthur, and Arthur naturally would not refuse. The result is what it is now. Arthur was able to understand Avril's thoughts, and being ridden home by humans was not a face-saving thing to say. But she insisted on doing this, probably because she wanted to express her thoughts to everyone!

Arthur also knew that there would be a test next, and the dragons who had married humans had not appeared for many years. Now he feels like a country boy going to his girlfriend's house in the city to see his father-in-law. Although the countryside does not mean poverty, and may even be more comfortable than life in the city, the notion is hard to break. This means many, many difficulties.

Avril Avril's steadfastness touched Arthur, and he even regretted that he didn't choose power in the Eye of the Stars, which might be more convincing if he stepped into the realm of legends. But these thoughts were thrown behind him in an instant, and he had to go his own way no matter what! He was convinced that his choice was right, and that no amount of strength could be compared to an accurate map for a wilderness travel.

"Don't worry! as long as you don't waver and I don't waver, then no one can shake!" Arthur's voice was categorical and full of confidence.

For the first time since she rose into the sky, Avril looked back, her silver eyes staring at Arthur with a hint of a smile. A melodious dragon chant came out of the throat, thin as silk but endless, and then resounded throughout the sky, and even the sea of clouds also surged, full of indomitable firmness. With a flick of the dragon's wings, it accelerated again, flying towards the end of the sea of clouds.

Arthur understood. That's the answer. I can't help but be impressed in my heart. If you think about quality alone. The dragons are indeed the best race on the continent. This kind of excellence is not just about great strength and longevity. It's about mind and spirit. Wisdom and courage. Human beings lose themselves because of their feelings. But the dragon insists on understanding his feelings.

The slender body of the silver dragon is very suitable for flying. The ground speed is also one of the best among all dragons. It's just a short time. Far away, the city in the sky is just around the corner. Because of the high geography, there is not a trace of clouds in the sky. The sky is blue and transparent. Only one island is suspended in the air.

Avril raises the heights once more. Close to the island. Then land from the edge. Arthur jumped off her back. For the first time, he stepped on the world's largest alchemy item. Arcane Age Landscapes are the culmination. Countless mages have crystallized with wisdom. Now the base camp of the dragon land.

A bronze dragon stood in front of them. Looking at Arthur was unkind. Avril looked at him. Arthur smiled and pulled out the invitation. Then the bronze dragon reluctantly let go.

Avril simply turned into a ** form. It's exactly what a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl looks like. And at this moment, Arthur is also in half-elven form. Two people standing together are a perfect match. Arthur took Avril by the hand and walked towards the only building in Sky City.

Say it's a building. In fact, they are just some stone pillars. It's just that each of these stone pillars is 100 meters high. It is carved with a delicate pattern. Hundreds of stone pillars stand majestically. Seemingly scattered at random. But there is a strange pattern in it. It forms a circle when viewed from above. Decreasing from the center less strictly to the periphery.

It is these stone pillars that form a magic array, constantly absorbing and transforming the power of the elements, and maintaining the flight of the sky city. At the core of the magic array, there was a golden three-headed dragon lying on a stone pillar, and it was the beginning of this meeting, the golden dragon king Ruola. More precisely, Ruo Irona Jora. These are the names of the three heads, which symbolize the meaning of dawn and dusk and noon in the dragon language. But the dragons only recognize Jora as the dragon king, that is, the dragon head in the middle.

The golden dragon was lying on the stone pillar, the leftmost head with its eyes closed and seemed to be asleep, the middle head seemed to be saying something, only the rightmost head was raised high and was looking at Avril and Arthur who were walking hand in hand. Then the dragon lord will also turn his gaze to Arthur, the pair of golden eyes have completely melted into a metal ball, and the thin pupils are not visible. It is a symbol of longevity and strength.

Arthur approached the Magic Array Pillar and there were already some visitors, more than expected, but not every legend came alone.

"Hey, Arthur!" a voice greeted Arthur from afar. Kira struggled to wave at Arthur from a stone pillar. Arthur greeted with a smile as well. Although the two have been together less and separated more over the years, it is not that they can't see each other, but the speed of Guila's progress has amazed Arthur, and he is the help of many factors, but Guila has almost no external help except for his own talent, and now he has faintly glimpsed the threshold of the legend. If you want to talk about genius, he is indeed the greatest genius Arthur has ever seen. It's the kind of person who can't keep up with his casual efforts even if others work hard.

Walking into the magic array, I felt the grandeur of these stone pillars even more, and when I looked up, I felt a sense of dizziness that was going to fall at any time. It was only when Arthur came in that he felt that there was considerable interference in casting spells here. Luckily, the Soul Mask has a great bonus to transgender spells. Just as he was about to perform the Transfiguration Technique, the girl next to him raised her eyebrows, and a pair of silver wings appeared behind her, pulling Arthur to fly up a stone pillar. Arthur also had only a wry smile by her.

Ascending an empty stone pillar, Arthur looked around, the city in the sky was already in full view, and the stone pillar where Guila was standing was very close to Arthur, and he was happily gesturing to Arthur at the moment, meaning to wait a minute

Cup, unscrupulous to his frowning father beside him. Arthur smiled like a child, but this kind of change is harder than any change.

Arthur sat on the floor, with Avril alongside her. The three-headed dragon kept his eyes on this side, making Avril slightly uncomfortable.

Several airships sailed over, and the interference of countless magic arrays landed directly on the stone pillar, and a few people walked down, but it was Mel and Andrew, and a few people they didn't know. Andrew was expressionless, and Mel made a look at Arthur. Arthur was a little confused.

A green dragon flew in, landed on the stone pillar beside the dragon king, and said respectfully, "Except for Tom, the holy warrior of the Sword of Oath, all the guests have arrived. The dragon king nodded, and the dragon head on the left set his eyes on the other legendary powerhouse of the Sword of Oath. The Archon of Light bowed slightly in apology, and the dragon head withdrew his gaze.

Arthur counted them, and he had seen quite a few of the people present, even if he hadn't seen them with his own eyes. Except for Mel, Andrew. There is also the mercenary king of the Southern Mercenary Guild, the light archon of the Sword of Oath, the great sword master of Germany, the head of the court mage of St. Olland, and the current solution of the labyrinth. There are also the two deans of the Eye of the Stars.

A loud dragon roar announced the beginning of the meeting, and a thin semicircular curtain rose from the perimeter of the magic array. The Archon of Light was a little confused, but the Dragon King motioned for him not to worry. The reputation of the dragon clan is still very good.

After the light curtain was completely converged, the Dragon King finally started today's topic. But what Arthur didn't expect was that the dragon king turned his head to himself. "Let's settle the internal affairs of the dragons first! Hello Arthur, I need your help with something. Although it was a pleading tone, the sound like a metallic tremor was filled with great majesty, and the dragon power unabashedly emanated from the majestic body. If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that I would have been scared to death on the spot. Only these sanctuaries were completely unaffected, and they all looked to Arthur's side.

Arthur looked up and met his unsentimental eyes, "Feel free to command, Lord Dragonlord." ”

"Thank you, Arthur. The Black Dragon King proposed marriage to me, what do you think I should do?"

"It's good for you to reject him. Regardless of the cause and effect, Arthur casually said such things.

But to the surprise of everyone present, the dragon king nodded and said, "Well, okay then! Also, I wish you all happiness." Avril's eyes widened, wondering if she had misheard, and she agreed so easily without any conditions or disputes.

The chief mage of the St. Oran court was an old man, and at this moment he also asked suspiciously, "Lord Dragonlord, didn't we come today to discuss the issue of the Lich King? Also, wasn't the Black Dragon King driven to the dungeon by you?"

"That's the second thing I want to talk about, new guests should have arrived. ”

"New guest?" everyone present looked a little shocked, and those who could be here were the best among the people, and they vaguely felt something. Arthur noticed that Mel's face was as usual. I was slightly relieved.

A gray haze rose from the endless sky, and in an instant, it reached the sky above Dragon Island, passed through the barrier without hindrance, and landed on a stone pillar.

The black mage's robe was torn, but black smoke clouds kept pouring out from the cracks. The wide hood covered his face, but two blue flames burned silently in the darkness, and a skeletal hand poked out of his sleeve and grabbed a bone scepter. No less majestic than the Golden Dragon King emanated from him. It is the great enemy that this meeting will discuss, the Lich King Neozu.

"Lord Dragon, what's going on. The Great Sword Saint asked loudly. This is also the voice of everyone present, why the person they are dealing with is here alone.

The sky was still clear, but a dark cloud of unease was gradually enveloping everyone.

The Dragon King was speechless, and then the Lich King suddenly said: "Hehehehe, the actors have arrived, and if you don't want to participate in this performance, get out of here! ”

A giant sword of white light appeared in mid-air and slashed at the Lich King on the stone pillar, but as soon as it reached midair, it was struck by a magic and gradually disappeared. It is indeed Mel who does magic. The Archon of Light looked back at Mel angrily, but stopped talking. Mel smiled but didn't speak.

The Golden Dragon King suddenly spoke, "As the presiding officer of the meeting, let me explain! The target of this meeting is not Mr. Naozu, but you.

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"Have you forgotten the contract you once signed, and you dare to set a trap! and unite with the undead. The dragon knight asked. "And Mr. Andrew, what do you druids mean, what do elves mean?"

"All races have to survive, not just humans, but now, the presence and exhibition of humans has disturbed the balance of the entire continent, and now the most dangerous thing for us is not the undead but humans. More and more trees are being cut down, more and more land is being occupied, and human existence makes us feel that the world is too small. That's the essence of the problem, we're going to expel people from this de Grass. The Dragon King's voice was immense.

"You're crazy! Andrew, Mel, aren't you human too? Why, why?"

Mel smiled slightly, "Yes, we are human, but we are also mages. And what we need to do now is not to exterminate human beings, but to control the number of human beings within a certain range. Imbalance itself is bound to be devastating. Take control when you can. Archon, aren't you also worried about humanity being destroyed by yourselves, and we will destroy most of them, and the rest of the earthlings can be led by people of faith like you, by peaceful druids like Andrew, by scholars like the Eye of the Stars, not by ambitious kings. If you are willing to stay here until the end of the matter, the new era will be yours. ”

In the human world, the status of the legendary power is the most bizarre, often only existing as a symbol or a secret weapon, and it is not they who really determine the direction of the country.

The words have come to this point, and there is no turning |U's room is only to fight to the death. But just when the human race was strong and difficult, more shadows appeared on the stone pillars, from the black dragon underground

Elves, prophets of the beast land.

Goblins, dwarves, elves, druids, dragons, orcs, and night elves are a myriad of alien races united by a common enemy, and this enemy is called Human.

"Give up unnecessary resistance! We are not hateful to humans, but too many humans have destroyed nature too much. Others depend on nature, and you have to be proud to transform nature, and this is where our contradiction lies. The Golden Dragon King's voice was firm and unquestionable.

The elder court mage asked in an old voice, "I'm curious, if you really do it, who will be the future master of the De Grasse Continent?"

"There is no point in your provocation, the struggle between the races will never stop, for the right to live. But this continent should not have a master. Life and death, we are all just one link in this natural cycle. ”

Arthur gradually understands that every race has various reasons, but these reasons boil down to only one, and that is to survive, not to be destroyed, or even better to survive. The elves and black dragons of the dungeons want to return to the surface, the orcs want to get out of the bitter cold, the elves must protect the forests they live on, and the druids' state similar to rural life cannot withstand the onslaught of urban civilization.

Goblins must pass the human hurdle if they want to stand up again. It is these common purposes that unite them.

Arthur couldn't help but be a little worried, what was the purpose of the Lich King, who was covered in black weapons, and if he really allowed his army of the undead to expand to such a number, would other races be able to compete with it? But Arthur still admired his grand plan.

As if to meet Arthur's gaze, the Lich King turned his head and looked at Arthur with a pair of fiery eyes, as if with a knowing smile. It made Arthur's heart chill, but it was somewhat familiar.

"Old friend, this is a script you wrote, and I'm just the protagonist for the time being. ”

A name popped into Arthur's mind, and it was from Quincy's memory, "Michelangelo?!"

"Oh, yes, Quincy, oh no, Arthur!"

Michelangelo was one of the seven heroes who went on adventures with Quincy back then, a dark mage, but he didn't expect it to be the Lich King today. However, only the strong ones that survived from that era had the ability to make the entire continent unable to do anything.

Arthur was speechless in surprise, and finally smiled bitterly: "Do you say that this is also the foreshadowing I left?"

"If you want to wrestle with gods and demons, you can't do it without enough preparation. That's what you said back then, now let's go to the Elven Mountain to retrieve all your memories! ”

At this time, a sword light pierced Arthur, but it was the German Great Sword Master who had been silent. But it was just a battle of trapped beasts, and it was blocked by the magic array on the stone pillar without any suspense. Under the general trend, even if it is as legendary as this, it is as powerless as a mortal. The Great Sword Saint stabbed out a thousand swords in an instant, but it was still weak compared to the power magic array that maintained the entire Sky City.

In the process, no one else did anything. He is the only one who is special in this sanctuary, not a magician, not a believer, but a patriot. And now that the country he loves is about to be destroyed, he knows that it is useless and still has to resist. But even with his firmness, there was a trace of depression on his face that could not be concealed, and finally closed his eyes weakly.

Arthur didn't have time to pity him, for he had risen to the skies once more, following the Lich King in the direction of the Elven Mountain. There are all the secret answers, all the memories of Quincy.

Mount Kinabalu is not a mountain in nature, but a tree, a tree as big as a mountain. The elves called him the World Tree, on which thousands of High Elves lived, forming a city. Legend has it that this tree was planted by the goddess of nature to protect the spirits.

Michelangelo flew far ahead, his heart full of strange joy, all the promises were about to be fulfilled, just as his friend Quincy had conceived. Gods or devils, we are the winners. The sacrifices of all friends were not in vain, and the choices of all friends were able to be corrected. After a millennia journey, we can still come back.

The World Tree is already in sight. When they got closer, an invisible barrier kept them out, and no visitors were welcome here. Michelangelo's hoarse voice was filled with excitement, and he said to Arthur, "Go, get your cane, get your memories back." Take back what belongs to you, and take back everything that belongs to us. ”

Arthur raised his head and looked at the towering tree, the weapon part of Quincy's suit, was the "Battle of Kings" originally it? This was not planted by some goddess of nature, but by Quincy's cane using the "Turning Stick Method", if there was no one to guide him, Arthur probably never imagined in his life that the so-called Battle of Kings was so huge, and everyone knew it.

Arthur took a deep breath and walked into the enchantment, and sure enough, he was not rejected by the World Tree. The elves all live high in the trees. There are only two elven guards under the tree.

"Get out of here, filthy one!" said an elf. In the eyes of the High Elves, there are probably few races that are not filthy, and the half-elves fused with human blood are particularly disgusted by them.

Arthur was deep in thought, this plan could not be known to most people, at most limited to the strongest of a few races. Otherwise, a secret is not called a secret. He really wasn't in the mood to deal with these two guards right now. But the elf's longbow had already bent, and when the arrow was about to come out on the string, the finely carved wooden bow suddenly grew countless vine branches, and in an instant, the two elves were entangled. No matter how much they struggle, it doesn't work.

Arthur continued on his way, and it took a long time from entering the shadow of the tree to walking under it, but when he got to the bottom of the tree, he was now not a tree, but a wall. He felt that by touching the wall lightly, he would find his destiny. So he gently lowered his right hand and stretched it out towards the wooden wall. But when the palm of the hand was only a line away from the wooden wall, it froze. He began to hesitate, if he had so many memories in his heart, would I still be me, and if Arthur had been completely devoured by Quincy?

But this brief quarrel under the tree seems to have alarmed the spirits in the tree. There was a big commotion. Arthur gritted his teeth and put his handprint on the trunk.