In the blink of an eye, five months have passed.

The invasion of the Council continues.

But... the Purple Ring Clan is almost invisible.

The terminal intelligent brain core of the Orange Machine Clan is suspended directly above the People's Square, and below is a tombstone.

A number is engraved on the tombstone.

【124,851】

In front of the tombstone, there are flowers.

Behind the tombstone, the lights are brightly lit.

Dao figures stood in front of the tombstone, holding flowers in hand, and slowly lowered them.

"Thank you..." a blonde woman whispered.

As she spoke, figures came up behind her and put down the flowers in her hand.

At this time, a little girl ran over and put down the flowers in her hand.

She looked at the people beside her, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Brother and sister, are you here to present flowers to the heroes too?"

Upon hearing this, everyone smiled slightly: "Yes."

"Can the heroes see that?" the little girl said curiously.

"Can see." The blonde woman nodded and looked at the sky above the square, captured by the force field, and floating here.

"They can see it all the time."

While speaking, a barrier suddenly lit up over the city, accompanied by a playful intelligent female voice.

[Three poor and weak council blue dragons appeared above the city. They might be hungry. Please feed them some nuclear bombs~]

[The sky may be a little dazzling later. Please prepare for sun protection~]

Upon hearing this, the residents around them took out their sunglasses from their pockets with a plain expression, put them on, and then looked at the sky with anticipation.

"Come on," said the blonde woman, then grinned at the little girl.

The next moment, a golden light lit up, and the little girl subconsciously closed her eyes.

When I opened my eyes, the group of big brothers and sisters in front of me were gone.

At this time, the little girl's mother came to her side. The little girl asked curiously: "Mom, how did the big brothers and sisters know just now? Can the heroes see it?"

The little girl's mother looked at the sky and smiled.

"Because, they are heroes too..."

"Come on, put on your sunglasses, your brothers and sisters are going to feed the nuclear bombs to Lan Long."

“Oh~”

Soon, three dazzling suns lit up from above the city, but did not cause much trouble to the city residents, but instead enjoyed it.

"There is another blue dragon bone figure, look forward to it~"

"I just don't know where Guling Group will put the figure this time."

"It is recommended to place the theme park, and you can also get close contact."

“Additional.”

At the same time, on the floating platform of Guling Group, the figures just fell here.

"This silent nuclear bomb is great!" Zhang Longxing said with a smile.

"This is also thanks to the technological support provided by the Orange Machine Clan." Zhao Dongying smiled.

"But the movements at the board of directors seem to have been much smaller recently?" Qian Qianqian said in confusion at this time.

Now, the little girl has grown into a big girl. Not only her, but everyone has changed.

They have all grown up and all their tenderness has faded away. Now they are all powerful people who can stand on their own and are the pillars of China and even the human race.

"I'm not very clear, please ask the young master." As he said that, everyone walked from the platform to the Guling Group.

As soon as I came in, I saw Zhang Ye wearing an apron, busy in the kitchen.

"It's all here, the meal is almost ready."

"I finally got together once, this time I'm going to have a Manchu and Han banquet."

Hearing this, everyone happily entered the kitchen.

"Wow~" Qian Qianqian said excitedly: "This is too rich!"

"That's not. The dragon beast I caught specially in the Blue Dragon world is absolutely great." Zhang Ye smiled.

Then he turned around and looked slightly stunned: "Didn't the dog come?"

"He, no."

"It was said that when I was about to come, a group of birds came from the plateau. He had to help guard him." Zhang Longxing said.

Birdmen are the Golden Winged Clan. They can turn into half-human postures, with human body, eagle heads and wings on their backs. They aren't they just birdmen.

"I just sent him a message, and he said it would be resolved immediately, and come over immediately after the matter is over, and he should be able to catch up."

"That's it, okay," Zhang Ye nodded: "You guys sit first, just wait for the meal."

"How can that be? Let me take action!" Zhang Longxing said with a smile.

"I'll come too!" Qian Qianqian also said.

"OK."

"Hmm? Where is Sister Bai?" At this time, Xiong Yanting looked around and asked.

"She went to the Cuilu tribe's territory to help me capture the ground gourds. She will make the gourd golden wing pot later. This is an ancient delicacy I learned from my ancestors, and the taste is absolutely good."

"oh oh!"

On the other side, the plateau battlefield.

A golden dragon rushed around and swallowed countless golden-winged tribes in the air into their stomachs, and died so much that they didn't even have any residue left.

Of course, it is not a real dragon, but a drawn dragon.

Cai Weidong sat on the wall of the position, with the magic pen flying around beside him, while Cai Weidong held his cheek with his hands and shook his legs, looking a little anxious.

"You can't come quickly. Can you come at one time? I have something to do!"

The adjutant beside him looked ashamed.

As soon as the group of Golden Wings came, the one in front of him drew more than a dozen dragons, which was like a group of dragons dancing around. In a short while, the Golden Wings were almost eaten.

However, the Golden Wing Clan's usual style is to first send small troops to test, then attack in multiple directions and encircle them in full swing.

So Cai Weidong can't leave now.

Next to Cai Weidong, there was an old man who also had a paintbrush in his hand, but it looked much simpler than Cai Weidong's one.

After all, Cai Weidong's one can become a magic wand...

"Don't worry~ Mountain and sea painter, be calm~" the old man said with a smile.

"I know, Master, I have something important to me," Cai Weidong said helplessly.

"Hehe..." The old man smiled and then looked at the sky: "Here, here we are."

"Let me see what you have learned in the past six months."

As soon as he finished speaking, golden lights lit up in the sky, countless golden cracks spread out, and huge birds and beasts appeared above the position. The Golden-winged tribes on the backs of the beasts were all powerful.

It's coming in full force.

However, Cai Weidong showed an excited smile.

"It's considered here!"

"Okay, come early and finish early, work early and finish work early!"

As he said that, he stood up, waved his hand, and the magic pen disappeared in front of everyone.

Why should painters be confined to the pen tip?

What can’t be used as a pen in this world? What can’t be painted?

The magic pen is just a manifestation, it is his stubbornness in his heart. He thinks that only the pen can paint, so he has a pen.

In fact, what the ancestors will gave him was not the so-called magic pen.

It is the ability to paint.

Without a pen, he can draw.

He slowly raised his hand, and the law gently rippled around him, and then spread out.
To be continued...