A foreigner's journey

Boom!

Scarlet lightning struck the ground, splashing large pieces of rotten pus.

Several night maids were instantly annihilated by the earth-shaking scarlet dragon thunder before they could even scream.

More than a dozen cold streams of light as quiet as the night passed through the dragon thunder that was constantly scattering and splashing, and hit the huge black shadow behind the dragon thunder as accurately as guided missiles, but could only make the other party utter a hoarse and angry roar.

This is an extremely strange area. The colors of the sky are chaotic and strange, like an oil painting palette messed up by a naughty child. Countless large and small abyss whirlpools are scattered all over the sky, slowly creeping as if countless eyes are watching the earth.

And on this land that is completely piled up with pus and rotten meat, there are countless roots that extend infinitely upward and are entangled in chaos.

At the bottom of the tree root, a huge monster was embedded in the tree root in a weird posture with its arms hung up and its body held down. The tree roots around it grew countless spikes and rotten flesh, which were covered with disgusting huge eyeballs.

And this monster was completely inconsistent with normal logical aesthetics. Its lower body was a rotten huge fish tail, and its upper body was piled with rotten flesh and spikes. You could vaguely see the luxurious and exquisite silk around its waist and the exquisite bracelets on its wrists, but this could not change the fact that it was a monster.

Its face was very flat like a clam shell, with dislocated facial features and extremely ugly and hideous. Its dark golden long hair like rotten seaweed fell powerlessly from its head, and its huge eyes that looked like dead fish had no spirit. Countless flies and insects were flying around this monster.

Yes, although its body was alive, its soul was indeed dead.

And in front of this huge monster, the two sides fighting fiercely on this rotten flesh and blood land were even more heavyweight.

One of them is the people of Nox who have been lost for thousands of years, and now they are the Sisters of the Night who are loyal to Prince Xinghai.

The other side is an extremely huge dragon!

At this moment, the dragon spread out two pairs of huge dragon wings on its back and buttocks, and the whole dragon stood up. The right claw raised high was hit by the scarlet dragon thunder and condensed into a huge thunder gun as big as its whole body!

"That's the dragon thunder of Fulshanks! Be careful, spread out!"

The chief sister of the night, Winona, warned loudly, and waved the sword and staff in her hand again. More than a dozen night comets quickly formed, ready to meet the dragon thunder.

The other sisters of the night also spread out fearlessly and attacked the ancient dragon named Fulshanks from all angles.

But the scarlet dragon thunder that was wrapped around the ancient dragon was enough to resist the fluid swords and night comets of the sisters of the night. Even Winona's night meteor group could only barely break through the dragon thunder armor and leave a few scratches on the ancient dragon body that was mainly black with gold embellishments.

The next moment, Fulsanx raised his dragon claws and slashed down fiercely, and with it came the earth-shaking scarlet dragon spear!

Boom--! !

The expected devastating blow did not come. Winona and other sisters of the night were surprised to find that the scarlet dragon thunder that covered the sky was completely blocked above.

What stopped this terrifying blow was a casually raised palm.

Heather was suspended in the air, with her left hand in her windbreaker pocket, and her right hand raised to steadily block the deadly dragon thunder of the ancient dragon Fulsanx.

The tip of the dragon spear formed by the dragon thunder couldn't even touch Heather's palm. It was forced to stop less than 30 centimeters away from the palm. Even if the raging scarlet lightning smashed the solid death tree roots and splashed pus, it couldn't break through even a millimeter of distance.

"In this silent dream of death, your dragon thunder is too dazzling... kid."

Heather bent her index finger and snapped it towards the dragon spear above.

The huge scarlet dragon spear formed by the terrifying dragon thunder was instantly shattered by the air finger bullet! The uncontrollable amount of dragon thunder turned into scarlet thunderstorms and splashed around.

The right claw of the ancient dragon Fulsanx holding the dragon spear was also severely damaged at the same time. A large number of broken corrupted scales exploded together with flesh and blood. This high-spirited and unyielding ancient dragon couldn't help but let out a wail.

Before Fulsanx adjusted his posture to fight the powerful enemy who suddenly broke in, he was greeted by the second air finger bullet.

Bang! ! A huge pit was immediately crushed on the huge dragon body of Fulshanks. It fell backwards rapidly and hit the death roots covered with spikes, causing the huge "roots" to roar and tremble.

Heather retracted her gaze from Fulshanks who fell to the ground in the distance, and turned to look at the remaining maids of the night, especially the elegant nun in the lead:

"Winona, right? Well done, you actually found the location of the dead prince."

After the Seven Reals included the Maids of the Night, this was the first time Heather met the chief nun of the Maids of the Night.

Winona knelt on the ground: "I am really terrified. I am not strong enough to help the Lord, but the Lord has to deal with the powerful enemy himself..."

"Your mission is to find the target, and you have really and perfectly accomplished the mission. Don't be too hard on yourself."

Heather's attitude towards the Maids of the Night can be said to be extremely gentle, and of course her own beautiful maids must be cared for.

With just a few simple words, Heather learned from Winona what had happened here.

The task that Qishi had given to the Maids of the Night was to find the deep roots of the Golden Tree in the underground world, or more precisely, to find the Golden Godwin who was not completely dead.

After a long search, the Maids of the Night successfully found the deep roots and fought their way to the deepest part of the deep root area, where they found the body of Godwin, who had become the ‘dead prince’, that is, the half-man, half-fish deformed monster hanging in the tree roots.

It was dead, but not completely dead. Because Godwin only died in his soul, his body did not return to the Golden Tree according to the correct tree-returning process after being thrown into the roots of the Golden Tree by Queen Marika, but his body continued to grow wildly under the influence of half a centipede wound ring and the Golden Law, and became what it is now.

The reason why the Golden Prince Godwin, who should have been the most perfect and impeccable, actually grew into his current glory is largely because his body showed a phenomenon similar to the Hundred Phases Furnace.

As soon as the Maids of the Night found the dead prince, they were dragged into the weird dream lingering around the dead prince’s body.

In the dream of the dead prince, there was an ancient dragon. He was the ancient dragon Fulshanks, who had been friends with the Golden God culture during the ancient dragon war.

In order to prevent his best friend from degenerating into a deadborn, Fulshanks fought an eternal battle with death in Godwin's dream of death. Even though the golden shining stone dragon scales were eroded by death into dark rotten rocks, even though countless death spikes grew out of his body and even blinded his right eye, Fulshanks still fought death day and night every moment.

He was no longer an ancient dragon, but [Dead Dragon] Fulshanks.

The Maids of the Night who entered the dream tried to communicate with Fulshanks, but the other party did not listen or communicate at all, and launched a powerful and deadly attack right away.

Winona contacted her lord Heather while leading the Maids of the Night to fight the dead dragon. Fortunately, she still mastered the reverse spiritualism taught to her by Qishi, which allowed Heather to arrive in time.

Heather put his hands in his pockets and floated in the air. He didn't want to stand on this dirty and smelly bloody ground.

Looking at Folshanks struggling to get up in the distance, Heather suddenly exclaimed.

Is there something wrong with the body of the dead prince?