A foreigner's journey

Thunder King Fang can be said to be the last trump card of Thunder Wolf Dragon.

It combines life return, domineering armor, thunder escape technique, five-finger curse, and golden thunder god form into one, plus the unlimited energy supply of the third perpetual motion mechanism, which can be said to be the most suitable posture for Thunder Wolf Dragon to fight against powerful enemies.

"...I can feel the nearly endless power in your body. I can smell that power does not belong to you, but is a gift from others.

The god you are loyal to must love you very much... What a lucky shadow beast."

Maliks clenched the black sword in his hand, stood up and looked at the Thunder Wolf Dragon in the air:

"But I also have a reason why I absolutely cannot lose.

It was because of my mistake that the Black Blade Night and the Fragment War broke out, and it was also the reason why Queen Marika has been missing until now.

I will never allow the destined death to be taken away from me again.

It seems that you will not retreat from this place wisely, so well... before you and I sacrifice our lives to fight for our respective masters, at least report our names!"

Suddenly, the black Swinging the sword forward, Malikus was bathed in the black and red flames of death. The sparks of death fell on his black and gold armor, embellishing dark red petal patterns. The wolf howl resounded through the sky of Fam Yazra:

"My name is Malikus, the black sword of the eternal queen Marika! The guardian of the destined death! The cursed wolf in charge of death!"

In the sky opposite him, the Thunder Wolf Dragon raised his head and let out a mournful wolf howl. The golden lightning mixed with the dark domineering aura wrapped him up like a sun of thunder and lightning. The powerful force even stirred the never-ending dark storm over Fam Yazra and slowed down the wind. The wolf howl sounded like thunder:

"Throw away all these meaningless red tape!

Your life will be taken by me, the Thunder Wolf Dragon Jin Oga!"

Boom! The sky exploded with violent lightning, and a huge cloak made entirely of golden thunder spread behind the Thunder Wolf Dragon. It raised its five-fingered wolf claws and roared as it pounced downwards.

Malikus did not dodge or evade, but also roared, brandished the black sword and leaped high to meet the golden wolf king.

The next moment, the wolf claws and the black sword collided fiercely.

In the ruins of the Beast Temple of Fam Azra, a battle that had nothing to do with justice and hatred officially began!

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Fulshanks carried Heather and flew over Fam Azra, with two huge and majestic ancient dragons on both sides behind him.

The one on the left with a white color is Jinx Shanks, and the one on the right with darker scales is Nix Shanks. They are biological sisters, and even among the powerful ancient dragons, they stand at the top of the pyramid, second only to Fulshanks and Gulan Shanks in terms of strength.

The loyalty of the sister dragons to the Dragon King is beyond words. When the border was in chaos because of the Ancient Dragon War and the rise of the Everqueen, they abandoned all worldly affairs and were willing to stay in Fam Azra, where there were no orcs to worship and no companions, and used their lives to prove the oath they had made to the Dragon King - they would protect the Dragon King at all costs.

Originally, when they saw Fulshanks entering Fam Azra with a human, the two sisters were furious and were about to attack.

But Lance Shanks convinced the sisters by the fact that his own and Fulshanks' scales restored the glory of the sun.

If this selector named Heather has the power of the sun god, then the Dragon King may be able to use this power to recover his health?

The ancient dragons flew over Fam Azra, flying towards the huge storm in the center of Fam Azra.

It was an infinite storm column that connected the sky and the earth and the universe. The dark tornado wall was so thick that nothing could be seen inside. Even the ancient dragons looked very small in front of this huge storm column.

The ancient dragons flapped their wings and hovered in the air around the storm column, not daring to get too close.

Lance Sanx, who had transformed into a human form, stood beside Heather, his voice soft but overpowering the roaring and violent storm:

"After losing the favor of the Sun God, the great Dragon King's body gradually declined.

Crazy Dragon Beile saw the opportunity, and he led many of his clansmen to launch a despicable rebellion against the Dragon King with ambition.

He claimed that the Dragon King had declined and could not cope with the challenges of the upcoming new gods and new order. The dragon clan should be led by the stronger and more powerful Crazy Dragon Beile.

What's funny is that many rock ancient dragons were bewitched by the Crazy Dragon and joined his army.

Thus, it lasted for a hundred years. The civil war of the ancient dragon clan broke out.

The Mad Dragon lived up to his name. Even though my father had greatly weakened due to the loss of the power of the sun, he was still the king of the borderland. The Mad Dragon dared to fight my father head-on.

It was a battle so tragic that it could not be described in words or dragon poems.

Even though the Mad Dragon Beile was defeated, my father was seriously injured. He could only seal Famu Yazra in the crack of time and space and stop his own time.

My father... wanted to wait for the return of God. "

Listening to Lance Shanks's sad narration, Heather looked forward over Ful Shanks's shoulder.

Countless large and small building fragments surrounded the Storm Pillar, floating in the air and stagnating.

It can be seen that these building fragments should come from the same building, a huge palace tailor-made for the ancient dragon clan.

Heather turned around and looked at Lance Shanks: "Open the seal, I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with the Dragon King. I'm not bragging, I'm the best at talk therapy, I can probably get a psychologist license when I go back home."

Lance Sanx nodded, roared a dragon to Ful Sanx, and leaped into the air to transform into his original form.

Seven stone ancient dragons surrounded the Storm Pillar, and strange power vibrated and spread in the dragon poems they chanted.

Gradually, Heather felt something was wrong.

The wind around began to slow down, not because the wind stopped, but because the flow of time was slowing down rapidly.

Then, the wind stopped, and the debris floating in the sky also stopped in mid-air without moving.

The seven ancient dragons also stopped, and they kept their mouths open to chant dragon poems.

Suddenly, Heather saw the building fragments surrounding the Storm Pillar below began to move. The collapsed stone pillars stood up again like a reverse video, the rubble flew back to the gap, and the broken floor was spliced ​​together.

Blinking, Heather found himself standing on a very wide and huge temple ground.

Countless stone pillars stood in the domeless temple. The sky was dark and shining with scarlet thunder. The seven ancient dragons disappeared.

Right in front of Heather, in the center of the temple, a huge black shadow was suspended.

It was a majestic ancient dragon with a huge body and terrible injuries all over its body.

Dragon King Platon Sanx, the former king of the borderland, was curled up in his broken dragon wings at this moment. His head was coiled up and could not be seen clearly. He seemed to be in a deep sleep.

Heather cleared her throat and was about to speak, but she saw the dragon king's wings tremble slightly.

With the sound of stones rubbing against each other, the dragon king's wings slowly spread out, revealing extremely terrible injuries.

Ancient dragons have four wings, but the Dragon King only has two broken wings behind his shoulders and half a wing on his hips. There is a huge sunken wound on his spine that almost cuts him off in half. There are a lot of gaps on his chest and shoulders. You can see that he originally had five necks but now only has two heads, and these two necks are also full of gaps. Not a tenth of the dragon scales on his body are left and almost completely faded into pale rocks, with only a little gold dotted in it, and his tail is also cut off.

As the king of the border and the king of the dragon clan, this posture is really tragic.

The two heads of the Dragon King slowly opened their eyes and looked very tired. When they saw Heather, they suddenly stagnated, and then they let out a long sigh, and a gentle female voice sounded:

"You are finally back... I have been waiting for you."