The Dragon of Infinite Evolution

In the next moment, a vague figure quickly took shape - this was a projection that Ai Luo directly condensed here through God-level mental power. Although it did not have any combat power, it was still sufficient for communication.

Delan seems to have some understanding of the current form, and he nodded: "I feel very good... I can probably guess your request. Then my condition is very simple: leave the Dragon Flame Empire behind Traces, completely obliterate!"

"In exchange, during this time I, and the forces I can control, will obey your orders."

Ai Luo smiled with satisfaction, and the contract was immediately established.

Although the Dragon Flame Empire almost collapsed 10,000 years ago, there are still many things left, such as the metal dragon clan that has been incorporated into the current Lucy Ryder Empire, and the dawn of the North Kingdom that also participated in the attack. Holy See……

"Very well, let's continue to see how much power you can master."

After completing the contract, Ai Luo once again cast his sights on the white beam of light. There were still a lot of powerful auras in it. Obviously Delan was not the only returnee.

Suddenly, the beam of light shrank, and another figure walked out of it.

"Blind Sword Saint-Ganlov Daritz..." Delan's voice had some nostalgia.

The story of Ganlov is a legend everywhere. It is said that he was originally a half-orc plundered from the Northland Orc tribe as a slave. During his thirteen years of slavery, he lost his eyes, but he was able to develop the super-sensitive senses of the white wolf ancestors. Based on this, I learned the sword of "Heart Slash" that has never been heard before.

Delan still remembers the first time he saw him.

At that time, the legendary king of the North had never seen such a half-orc—he covered with thorns scars and ugly tattoos on his forehead—that was the mark of a slave. His eye sockets were sunken, but the whole person just stood there with a surging aura...

"My Majesty." The blind man's voice interrupted Delan's thinking, and he sat up a bit, "What's the matter?"

"You really want to free the slaves?"

"I..." the king hesitated for a while before saying, "Yes, if I can, I will do it."

"You are more honest than those hypocritical kings who wear crowns, Your Majesty." The blind man leaned back and said, "I'll do it for you."

At this moment, closing his eyes lightly, the man who was also reborn as an 18-year-old boy bowed slightly as he remembered.

"Your Majesty, I can serve you again."

Without waiting for Delan to say anything, a new figure appeared in the white beam of light.

This time, it was a golden dragon. Perhaps for humans, it is impossible to see what age they are in appearance, but Derain understands that the other's body is also in the period of just adulthood-equivalent to the eighteen years of humans.

"Ozevinia...you are here too."

"Heh..." Jin Long responded with a sneer.

Ozevinia remembered that he used to have many titles, such as "Tooth of the Northland", "Ice Field Shine" and... "Rebel".

Ozevinia was originally hostile to the colored dragons like other metal dragons, and took it for granted that the enemies of the metal dragons were evil—until Derain appeared—at that time Derain was not the legendary monarch of the famous Northland. Just a little prince of a principality.

"Dragon, would you eat me if you weren't injured?" the man on the throne joked.

"Of course, I regret not having tasted the king of the north before now."

"Come on, I haven't heard that Jinlong has a habit of cannibalism."

...

Obviously so annoying...Why are you sad?

At the end of the memory, the king of the north is no longer handsome, he is covered in blood, but still smiling.

"Sure enough... the dragon... the dragon clan... very strong." Then there was no life.

"Humans, our dragons are of course very strong!"

Jinlong rushed into the dragon group without hesitation.

Ozevinia opened his eyes and let out a groan that seemed irritated and joyful.

"Damn it, I saw you again, human."

What appeared next was a total of seventeen figures.

"Frost Cavalier... even you..."

Delan's gaze was also a little moved at the moment, seeing the loyal subordinates appearing in front of him one by one, choosing to continue to follow, saying that he was not moved, it must be a lie.

The Frost Cavalier is the strongest army in the history of the Northland-although there are only seventeen members, each has the power to suppress the dragon clan.

They were proficient in battle formations, and they had killed an old golden dragon at almost no damage during the battle with the Dragon Flame Empire, and they had a record of resisting the dragon group for more than seven days in the battle of the king city-until three ancient dragons appeared.

This super elite is not all humans, some of them are elves, some are orcs, even subdragon species, of course, there is also a goblin. This led the outside world to evaluate them as a miscellaneous army.

They came from all over the mainland, but gathered in the Northland for noble or ordinary ideals, and defended the Northland with their lives. In their opinion, Delan is the person who can realize their heart and desires best.

"Even if the blood stains the ice sheet, the bones of our generation will protect the northern land for the city wall." Facing Long Yan, the seventeen people swore this way.

"My friends, continue our dream."

Finally, the beam of light disappeared.

"As expected to be the King of the North, this power really cannot be underestimated."

Ailuo nodded while watching. In many cases, the power of thoughts is huge. For example, the power of faith that the gods rely on is actually a thought.

In addition to the energy provided by himself, the force that has revived the forces in the North is this indestructible will that has lasted 10,000 years.

"not only that."

Derain's words made Aylor startled, "I can feel...Although the beam of light has disappeared, there is something calling me in the original territory of my country..."

His words became firmer and firmer: "I must go there."

"No problem." Ai Luo naturally did not agree, and now the strength of the North Land is of course the stronger the better.

the other side.

The army of mutated monsters is constantly gathering, and there are huge black spots under the black clouds in the sky. They are all dormant monsters, and they continue to grow huge in the process of falling and resume their activity.

There used to be a herd of tens of thousands of beasts on the earth, but now it is truly a sea of ​​beasts, and a full two million units of mutant monsters gathered here!

For this war, or the upcoming era of great change, Ai Luo poured out his power and dispatched almost all the mutant monsters.

The sea of ​​beasts is gathering, and the other side is naturally also deploying troops and generals.

The First City of Steel was originally smaller. In these few days, in order to prevent the attack of the mutant monster army, the professionals of the whole city were specially mobilized to work together and expanded. Now it is a full circle.

The broad and deep obsidian is layered on top of each other, and then connected with a variety of strange materials, and finally an elemental array is constructed to bless the power of runes.

The city has been expanded in a circle, and the city wall has naturally become wider and huge. More and more people ran up the city wall from the city. Now the whole city is mobilized. Everyone does not want to die, and they all work hard.

There are more and more professionals on the wall, and the offensive and defensive sides are facing each other to gather strength.

The evil aura is getting stronger and stronger, and the aura of iron and blood is getting stronger and stronger. The **** and brutal killing intent is shot here, the sky is agitated, and the clouds burst everywhere, and can't bear this invincible aura.

Finally, the momentum of this large area has been accumulated to the top, and the city defenders and the army of mutant monsters have reached their strongest state.

On the city wall, there are various professions everywhere, archers, warriors, thieves, etc., this type of warrior profession is the most, and then there are some magic apprentices and magicians who inspire the magic in the body and exude the elemental aura.

They all stood in battle, their eyes were full of war spirits, and their pupils faced the army of monsters in the distance, and there was no more fear anymore.

Mana cannons, magic ballistas and other defensive equipment were placed on the walls. Many of them have reached the saturation point of the city, and most of them were transported from the Fortress of Steel.

But the army of Warcraft dominates the distance. They are not an army, but they also have their own formations. Their movements are surprisingly consistent, as if they were carved in a mold.

at last……

"Om!"

Numerous city defenders blew the horn once again, and a wave of fighting intent was aroused, and they gathered into the city's momentum, unstoppable, swearing to protect their territory.

This is a powerful magic tool that can inspire everyone's will to fight!

"let's start."

Ailuo stood at the rear of the mutant monster army like an emperor, looking at this small city with a calm tone and lack of interest.

With the improvement of his strength, his vision is also expanding. This city is only a circle larger than Biqing City, he really can not be interested.

Lan Descartes is completely different. He is more simply enjoying the fun of war, regardless of whether the enemy is strong or not. Since Ai Luo has no interest in directly participating in the war~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he is welcome!

"kill!"

With a loud shout, murderously charged into the sky, directly opened the prelude to the siege of the army of mutant monsters!

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The boundless army of beasts rushed and surging directly, and the black scales like ink and iron turned into the rushing tide, covering all the colors around it.

At this moment, only black is eternal!

"Boom!"

The army of monsters is getting closer and closer to the first city of steel, and the tremor of the earth is transmitted to the wall. If it were not for the blessing of the elemental circle and the magic input of the magicians, many people might be directly overturned and fallen. City wall!

Two kilometers, one kilometer... The speed of the army of monsters is very fast. After all, most of the monsters are quasi-legendary strengths. At this moment, they are fully agitated, and their strengths have reached their limits.

The war has begun.