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Where did Sui Xiong go?

He himself was not very clear.

About a minute ago, he was doing his best to stabilize the situation, trying to use his body to prop up the underground adventure park "Dungeons and Dragons" that was about to collapse.

As a result, before the crumbling dome was fixed again, he felt a terrifying murderous intent coming from the sky, as if to destroy himself, the entire underground maze and the Void City on the ground.

"Damn! Do you think I'm a sick cat if the tiger doesn't show its power!"

Sui Xiong was furious, and his body was shining brightly. He was about to attack with all his strength to show the enemy how powerful he was. But just when he secretly made up his mind but had no time to put it into practice, he felt that a strange force had locked onto him.

The power was cold and gloomy, full of an indescribable sense of evil, which made people shudder. But what worried Sui Xiong even more was that he found that this power was ridiculously strong.

How strong is this power? Sui Xiong had sparred with his elder brother, Yorgadman. Although neither of them had done their best at that time, it was at least enough for him to understand the power of "powerful divine power". But now, the evil power he felt was stronger than what his elder brother, Yorgadman, had shown at the beginning. Moreover, it was not as strong as when the Lord of Light killed the Sun God last time, but there was an essential gap, and it even made people feel that they were not on the same level at all!

(How is this possible?!)

Sui Xiong exclaimed in his heart, and curiosity overwhelmed everything in an instant, making him ignore everything and only leave the clone infused with a lot of divine power in place to serve as the beam supporting the underground adventure playground. He temporarily created a clone and transferred his consciousness to it to meet the unknown powerful existence.

This approach is undoubtedly unwise, and can even be said to be crazy. If... even if he was given only one or two seconds to consider, he would never make such a choice that was absolutely stupid.

But in that moment, in a split second, he had no time to think, and could only make a decision subconsciously with the most basic instinct.

And at that moment, I don’t know whether it was the artist’s suicidal nature that broke out, or the influence of that power, curiosity prevailed. He made an incredible choice.

The development of things really only took a moment.

A moment later, Sui Xiong found himself in a deep and dark world. Judging from the spatial fluctuations that had not yet completely subsided around him, he should have traveled a very long distance in an instant, and he didn’t know how far.

Sui Xiong was too lazy to consider questions like "thousands of miles away". He raised his spirits and paid attention to any clues around him with the greatest vigilance, not letting go of any clues.

Although he didn’t know where this was, he was sure that it was very dangerous here!

Vision, hearing, smell, taste, touch, divine power scanning, magic scanning, soul induction... He used all his abilities to detect the surrounding situation, and even used the sonar detection ability that he had developed out of boredom when he lived in the sea.

Then, the darkness faded in his eyes, and the surroundings became clear again.

Then, he was stunned.

"Damn! What the hell is this?!"

For a moment, he couldn't help but exclaimed.

It's not his fault that he is surprised by what he has seen, it's just that the thing in front of him is too weird!

It was a vague darkness, or it was not actually darkness, but an indescribable chaos, because all senses could not determine its true color, so it could only be identified as "black".

Sui Xiong did not find any signs of life from this chaos, but his intuition clearly told him that this chaos in front of him was the culprit who called him, tore the space, and summoned him here.

No reason is needed, or in other words, the incredible power of the chaos itself is evidence, and it is ironclad evidence.

How could ordinary strength and ordinary power do such a thing!

Sui Xiong was so sure.

So he asked tentatively: "What is your name? Why do you invite me here?"

No response.

Sui Xiong frowned, thought about it, and asked again. However, this time he did not use the common language commonly spoken by mortals in the main plane, but the language with the longest history that he knew - the dragon language of the dragon clan.

The dragon is not the earliest intelligent race in the world, but it is the race with the best cultural heritage and the most complete history among all intelligent races.

Among other races, many have changed their languages ​​and writings many times in their not-so-long history. For example, the elves have the ancient elven language (or golden elven language), the ancient elven language (they have generally switched to this language since the middle of the elven empire) and the modern elven language. Humans have changed at least fifteen major languages. The orcs are the most exaggerated. They have changed their official language six times in the past three thousand years alone. The continuity and inheritance of their culture is simply a tragedy!

If there were no gods who are immortal and treat time as nothing, it is likely that there would be no reliable culture for orcs.

But dragons are different. Ever since this race first established civilization, they have stubbornly preserved their traditional language and writing. Although they may add some new words as time passes and society changes, they will never delete or modify any old words.

This stubborn and inflexible approach has made the dragon language more and more complicated and lengthy with each addition, so that scholars from other races often need to spend a lot of time and energy to learn this language that contains countless meaningless contents.

This is an extremely painful thing, especially when you know that most of the things you learn are useless. So much so that a scholar from another race once said in grief and anger: "We have to waste one-tenth or even more of our lives to learn things that are meaningless to non-immortal species. This is simply murder!"

However, regardless of grief and anger, criticism, the dragons still go their own way and insist on the outdated and foolish approach, which is unimaginable.

Anyway, for the dragons, difficulty in learning is not a problem at all, because every new dragon can learn this language directly from the inheritance of blood, which is not troublesome at all...

Sui Xiong also learned dragon language at the beginning - not the simplified version of dragon language learned by spellcasters, but the complete version of dragon language that language and archaeology scholars will learn specifically.

Now, this language comes in handy.

Sui Xiong dared to bet with his tentacles that unless this chaos was deliberately playing dumb, it would not be indifferent to the full version of Dragon Language!

The tour is still going on, so I am still typing on my phone. Please forgive me if there are any typos or something.