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In fact, Colossal Dragons also pursues a comfortable and superior living environment, just like the pursuit of Wealth. In contrast, their ecology is more similar to that of Morrill’s merchants, greedy and selfish, and enjoyment.

Like Colossal Dragon like Gwendolyn. It is also an alternative in dragonflight.

Just as the same kind of people don’t understand why they have to travel all day long, there are often only one reason for Colossal Dragons to rush, which is to extort a Princess of a certain kingdom and swindle the king’s treasure house.

Gwendolyn’s gaze is searching for every corner. She is a meticulous person or a careful dragon. Over the years, her habits have developed this kind of care but still have no gain.

“illusion?”

After the dragon frowned, he retracted his sight and looked towards the square in front, which was the December Plaza.

The square was designed and built in the Year of Returning Glory. The designer is the dwarf master Hodz. Steel axe. Of course, this square has undergone thousands of changes and reconstructions. At this moment, the designer himself climbed out from one’s own tomb. Here, it is not always possible to recognize one’s own masterpiece.

Not to mention the square at the moment, even if the street watcher from the day before came here, it may not be recognized.

The square is a bloody red land, like the hills and basins Gwendolyn sees in Bird, where the soil is enriched with certain metallic elements and the land is bright red.

However, the land cracked in the high temperature, like a dry field, and the dragon slowly walked on the dry bloody sputum, giving a crisp sound like a broken bone.

The statue of Knight Duke Duke collapsed completely from the pedestal. The stone sculpture lies in the center of the square, the skull and a left arm are at the fountain, the trunk and lower body are in the middle of the square, and the horse is lying at the bottom of the dry pool. A right hand still holds the long sword, and the sword tip points to a charred sacrum not far away.

Gwendolyn crossed the square and came to the cheekbones. She saw the tree pendant hanging from her neck and pulled it off with her hand.

At this time, the cockroaches moved slightly, shaking up and down, and the burning vocal cords made a hoarse and weak voice.

“Save me… adults, save me.”

“Is the ceremony successful?”

“Successful…Adult, save me.”

Gwendolyn turned back and the pattern of blood on the center of the square showed a swirling shape. The charred corpse was in the center of the vortex. She saw several footprints and left northeast.

“You did a good job.”

“Save me…Adult.”

Gwendolyn smiled and put his hand on top of his head. “No…” The burnt man screamed unwillingly.

“Why fear, death is the best redemption.”

“Why… adults?” the latter picked up in horror.

Gwendolyn golden’s gimmick looked at him with some pity: “No one will die in white, and those who die need justice.”

“No… you will also be under Hell!”

The sound stopped short.

After the dragon, he silently dropped Bishop’s body. “Yes, I will also drop Hell, very soon,” she replied softly.

But everything is worth it.

She looked back and looked at the raging sea of ​​fire as if she had seen a quiet, confident silhouette from the flames, and the forms looked at her silently through the fire.

“Sorry, we have no choice. This is the fate of the world.”

Gwendolyn sighed.

The long time has made Life itself lose its meaning. For the existence of eternal life, feelings seem to be weak, and only the eternal goal at the end of the long road attracts their attention.

She has seen many mortals, and the eternal life of a mortal in her eyes is only the time of the finger, and it exists in the demise, but it is just a blink of an eye.

She remembers more or less, but sympathy for this feeling has long since disappeared.

But there is always some kindness and simplicity that will always touch people’s hearts.

If you can

But unfortunately, she could not give up all this for anyone. When she inherited this bloody inheritance from her predecessors, she already understood this in her heart.

She must be responsible for everyone who has sacrificed for 10,000 years, even if they may not be willing, but it does not matter.

If Tree Shepherds are successful, then everything is valuable.

She left Bishop, who had no interest, turned and walked toward the northeast, and soon found a body of Giant Wolf in the sea of ​​fire.

That is the son of a Fenrir.

But the latter has been smashed, the internal organs have flowed to the ground, and half of the street is the bloody stinking blood of this wild beast. The dragon later went to the body and squatted the end of the hand in his stomach for a long time, then took back the bloody hand.

“There is no heart.”

She is satisfied with nodded.

But this action suddenly froze.

“Brando, Freya, where are you…?”

A little scared, subtle voice asked in her heart.

“Who?”