Everything that happened in the clouds seemed like several years to Lu Chen, but in fact it only took a few seconds. As the lightning weakened, the stunned dragons also woke up quickly. The wind dragon king Ramo, known as the storm, was worried about his friend's condition, and finally couldn't help but control the wind element to disperse the calming clouds.

With Ramo's lead, seeing that Bazel had no intention of stopping him, the Dragon King Svier and the Dragon King Montoya also helped one after another, trying to confirm the safety of their friends, followed by more than a dozen elders of various tribes.

The whole process was as slow and delicate as a decouple. In addition to not wanting to hurt the unknown situation, the dragon tribes who were fighting were also worried about the guardian spirits with curse flames. Then when an intact dragon claw was first peeled out of the clouds, all the dragons breathed a sigh of relief.

But when more clouds were dispersed, a purple dragon body exuding a mysterious aura made the dragons fall into surprise and astonishment again. Fortunately, it is gratifying that the faint aura still belongs to the familiar Xindel.

At the same time, the gradually dispersed clouds made the shocked Lu Chen feel a burning heat.

"Two Suns?" He raised his head, and suddenly he wondered whether he was really awake. However, the place where he was made Lu Chen sure that he had escaped from the dream, because he was not soaked in a small pond of flesh and blood, but a deep flesh-visible wound on Xindel's huge body.

The dragon blood was already sticky, and it was hard to tell whether it was Xindel's ability to heal himself or that it had started to form cocoons because of the time it took too long. I glanced at the dragon-forming armor that turned into a fishy red, and did not check whether he still had a breath of life. Lu Chen took out all the remaining life water when he had saved the little dragon before, poured it into the "small wound" that could accommodate him, and then crawled out, lying on a dragon scale larger than him alone, greedily sucking the refreshing air without blood, and quietly looked at the lava ball in the sky without thinking about anything.

Not far away, when he saw everything calm, Bazer immediately turned into a human form and rushed towards Lu Chen, and at the same time gave all the dragons an order not to approach. Although his tribe members could absolutely trust, some things must be concerned about being too verbal.

"How is he?" Without seeing who was standing beside him, Lu Chen blurted out. Apart from having no strength, he was actually worried that everything he did would be in vain, so he did not dare to confirm the situation of Sindel himself.

"...Thank you! He should be fine. His breath is very weak...advanced~it may have failed." Looking at Lu Chen, who was covered in bright red and had no strength to turn his head, Bazer said a little unbearable.

Bazel naturally felt very uncomfortable about the failure of Sindel's advancement, but what made him even more sad was the failure of inheritance between them. This not only declared that the dragon clan lost another king, but also meant that it lost a very potential successor, and all this was attributed to his own "greed". Fortunately, Lu Chen was still alive and did not seem to have any bad influence due to the failure of inheritance, otherwise it might also attract Serra's anger.

"Failed?" Lu Chen pursed his lips and recalled the dream of the sea of ​​blood. He felt strange and couldn't say anything. Lu Chen did not continue to ask.

Those terrible guardian spirits disappeared, but the lava balls at the high altitude were still there. Bazer, who was afraid that something difficult would happen again, helped him up and returned to the alchemy on the ground without waiting for Lu Chen to speak again.

Bazel's movements were too fast. Lu Chen wanted to take a short rest before trying to explore the situation of Sindel, but when he saw Swell put a seriously injured seventh-level sea monster into the alchemy array, he understood the other party's intention and naturally took it into consideration.

It took only a few seconds to harvest a large amount of healing potion and begin to recover from it. Sville looked up at his friend who had been lost in the air forever. An indescribable sadness immediately hit his heart like an endless sea tide. Not to mention it was him, even the irritable Ramo knew that the other party had tried his best and could only find the nearby sea monster to vent after receiving the order that the old dragon king was not allowed to approach.

Sighing silently, Sville looked at Enid lying on the side, and was worried about the bloodline that was most favored and talented by her. Although this was the first time she had seen the inheritance of the Dragon Clan with her own eyes after the Dragon Island was sealed, the time difference was too great to the time recorded in the clan, and the thin layer of frost and mist on her body was very abnormal no matter how you look at it.

However, the entire Dragon Island did not calm down for long. The dragons had not yet had enough time to relieve their mood from the sadness of losing a clan king. A flash of light appeared near the lava ball hanging high in the sky, and nearly two legions of the six-winged angels suddenly hung on the Dragon Island.

Looking around, none of these angels were as full of divine aura as legendary, and their armor was all ruined, and their eyes were full of bloodthirsty red light, just like hell messengers who had just harvested countless lives on the battlefield.

The killing aura suddenly enveloped the entire dragon island. The weak dragons roared to resist the invisible pressure. The elders of all tribes immediately stood in front, and the king of the Earth Dragon Montoya also released a restrained aura and was ready to take action at any time. When Sville saw Bazel's brows frowned deeply, he subconsciously stepped over to block Lu Chen, who was sitting cross-legged next to the alchemy array. Although he did not know the background of this human, he understood that the king must conceal the people from all tribes, and that the gods must not be discovered by the gods.

After the two sides confronted each other for a while, the angel finally couldn't help it. A man with no wings and a look of more than twenty stood in the front row of the team and announced domineeringly: "This god is here to re-conclude an agreement with you on behalf of the God King. All members of the dragon clan are not allowed to leave the Dragon Island and continue to maintain the various treaties agreed with the God King a thousand years ago, otherwise the consequences will be borne by yourself. Okay, now you are all back to the Dragon Island, and this god is going to re-seal the Dragon Island."

Looking at the figure below with no impression, Dawson, who announced his purpose, was a little afraid of retreating to the team, but he remembered his current identity and strength, and firmly controlled his legs. However, before he could stand up straight, he let out a roar, and instinctively hid behind the angels in the front rows.

"Let's go, don't say that you just signed a new agreement with your gods a few days ago. Even if Conneris comes in person, don't think of interfering with our dragons anymore." There are no high-level monsters in the sea near Dragon Island. The failure of Sindel's inheritance made Ramo have nowhere to vent his sadness. When he returned after he noticed the hostility, he heard the gods' inexplicable threat, and immediately pressed the dragon's power towards the large group of angels regardless of the situation.

"King~" It was too late to stop it, Sville could only call Bazel for help.

"...Stay him, no matter what happens in the future, be sure to protect him... If the form is not good, you should immediately take these two little guys to the Andres Mountains to ask for help from Sera~" Bazel said with a serious expression.

The dragon clan was plotted and used by Conneris once, resulting in the loss of part of the inheritance. Dragon Island was sealed for thousands of years. Naturally, these descendants would not know the origin of the angel legion in front of them, but as the first dragon king, Bazel could never forget. The legion in front of them was something that even Sera hated and helpless. In that chaotic era, Conneris's legion was named "Emporter of Death" by creatures on the continent. It was the only existence that could be ranked alongside the bloody executioner of Sera at that time.
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