Evil dragon? It's me, Godzilla!

The old man was so angry that he was beaten.

"Dragon, dragon,... dragon, another dragon, really interesting."

How can a mere ancient white dragon, a dying old dragon, do this?

Really interesting.

Salva thought of the few small practice works he had sent out before.

There were some flaws in the workmanship, but with the help of many kind people, some of them could even reach the gold level.

Although his original intention was not to use them in battle, fighting was just a means for him to show his art.

They were responsible for serving as ritual nodes in the beast tide, and while continuously exerting brainwashing influence on monsters, they were also the main force to gnaw on those hard bones during the attack.

Then what was the end?

Salva thought back, and the soul will went deeper into the darkness. When he was thinking, the wall in the darkness cracked with glowing eyes of different sizes.

Because it is a recent work, it is easy to find the corresponding position among the dense souls, broken memories, and the rest of the inventory.

Then sneak in in the first-person perspective.

In fact, they are all very close. Generally speaking, they are all shivering with cold after a round of overwhelming blizzard.

Then it depends on the distance. The end is nothing more than being frozen into an ice sculpture by the icy torrent breath falling from the sky, and then the already fragile body is completely shattered by the impact force.

Or it is a huge figure with extremely fast speed. Using claws, tails, and even wings, with unparalleled huge power, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, it completely crushes this tiny insect to death.

Before dying in this process, you can see wind blade vortexes falling from the sky, ice jungles rising from the ground, huge but unprecedented magic circles lighting up, sweeping away the monsters that have not yet died with extremely fast efficiency.

All of them ended up like this. Recently, there was a work that survived a little longer because it had added a stronger regeneration and splitting ability, and attacked another city.

Although such a dying struggle only lasted a short time, it was quickly killed by the dragon that caught up.

What surprised Salva was that most of these memory fragments were intermittent, like clips.

In order to better learn from past shortcomings, he injected recording magic into a considerable part of his works, and at the same time, he could read the memory in the organs that should still be called brains.

The latter is difficult to read because most of them do not have complete corpses. The clearest memory is read from the lower half of a certain work.

The former is a little different, because there is almost none.

Yes, absolutely none, he did not receive any magic carrying memory at all.

What does it prove?

"Either they noticed my tricks and eliminated them. They intercepted my magic power, or there is another possibility."

All swallowed up.

Yes, the magic power that I left on the work was swallowed up by the other party without leaving a trace.

This was not intentional targeting by the other party, but treating everyone equally.

The rest of the slaughtered monsters were probably the same. They were beaten to the bone and marrow by the dragon that was more greedy than the rumors, and even the blood and flesh, not a drop of magic power was spared, and all were swallowed up by the mouth of the abyss.

... It's perfect!

Salva's eyes burst out with a long-lost fanatic light again, and the huge figure of the dragon was reflected in the light.

"A mutated white dragon? Can it eat so much and swallow other people's magic power unconditionally? So that's how it is. Then such an exaggerated spell strength can be explained!"

"A good material! Many of the inspirations I have accumulated in the past can surely be realized in you!"

Although magic power is almost a universal energy, it has its own unique mark for each individual, so the essence will be slightly different.

The weight, breath and nature of magic power, each slight difference is a unique mark. Although these marks can be forged and covered up, just like there can't be two identical leaves in the world, no matter how much you cover up the surface, you can't really change the essence.

Magic power contains a person's spiritual will. Therefore, even if it is a gold-level great wizard, if a large amount of magic power containing other people's strong will is mixed into his body, he will be seriously disturbed.

Although there are techniques to absorb other people's magic power.

But that dragon not only swallowed the magic power he put in his work, but also the magic power of millions of different kinds of monsters.

All of them were swallowed by him!

So many magic powers of different qualities and sizes gathered in one life body, and countless spiritual wills were washed away by it. I am afraid that going crazy is the best outcome!

And his unique blessing magic power was mixed in it, which was even more serious.

"This makes sense."

Salva continued to look through his memories, and felt that he had discovered the truth. He looked back at Kuiwenfeid: "It seems that the dragon can still use the law of ice, right..."

"Humph... That dragon should have stolen some of the power of the ice elves. I don't know if the dragons have such unique dragon language magic."

"But this unique injury and the power in it are indeed the law."

"It seems that it is just as I thought. If it is the law, such power can make sense."

Salva felt that he had deduced part of the truth.

By chance, an ancient white dragon discovered the fragments of the ice elves buried somewhere in the local area, and tried to steal the power of the law with his own magic.

But because of the ritual they performed, the connection between the almost hatched ice spirits and the fragments indirectly transmitted the pollution of blessing to the dragon.

So it is reasonable that the white dragon's appearance was distorted to a certain extent due to the pollution, and it was probably lost most of its wisdom, unable to chant, and even unable to release ordinary dragon language magic.

After all, from the information in Salva's previous memory and the process of fighting with Kuiwenfei, he had never heard the dragon speak or chant.

Although it gained powerful power and part of the law of ice, it also led to its own behavior. It began to frantically slaughter the monsters affected by the power of blessing and the ritual nodes containing the power of blessing.

At the same time, because of the effect of the power of blessing, it absorbed the magic power of the monsters and used its body as a transit station to release a large-scale magic, which almost killed them and caused their plan to collapse.

Although this process was unexpectedly regrettable and suffered a lot of losses, Salva felt that it didn't matter at once.

A powerful ancient white dragon that has mastered some laws and can carry the power of blessing. Before falling into madness, it is estimated that it was extraordinary.

In his eyes, it is a piece of unpolished jade!

It is simply inspiration and creative material that fell from the sky!

"So the battle record is you."

Salva saw a scene in his memory, which was an extremely outstanding work of his wind magic, leaving scars on the white dragon, revealing the black flesh and blood underneath.

This proves that the opponent is probably also marinated by the power of blessing and his magic, and can be broken by his work...

"...Although it is indeed a little difficult, the advantage is mine!"

Salva estimated the combat power of the remaining works on hand, as well as himself, and clapped his hands fiercely, full of confidence!

"I have no objection to you going to deal with that dragon, but you'd better be careful."

Quiwen Feide had already turned around and was about to leave the stone chamber, but thinking back to the scene where he was blown up by a punch before, he turned around to remind this ally who still had value.

He would naturally be very happy to be able to eliminate this unstable factor, but if he was to fail because of this, it would be difficult for him to carry out his plan in the future for the gold-level combat power provided by this guy.

"Hehe... Don't worry, the erosion of that dragon is much more serious than you think."

"It just so happens that I already have a targeted method. I will deal with that dragon for you, but after that, provide me with raw materials for 3,000 people."

"It's better to do so."

He walked out expressionlessly, stepped on his feet, and the flames that ignited out of thin air burned the last corner of his robe from beginning to end.

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As time went on. On the uninhabited snowfield, in addition to the rampant monsters, there was an increasingly fierce blizzard.

The former are almost extinct for unknown reasons, and the latter is enough to become the biggest obstacle for every pedestrian.

There is a giant wolf with a white body, almost blending into the snow.

It extends two chains of solid ice from its side, connecting to the sled behind it, running like the wind, stepping on the snow, so fast that it is almost blurry.

There is nothing on the sled to block the wind and snow. Although it is covered with thick animal skin blankets, it is no different from being naked in the surrounding environment. Just based on the speed of the giant wolf in front, even if someone dares to sit on it, they will only be blown away by the wind pressure.

There are only two people sitting on it, one with pure ice blue hair, and the other with black hair like a dot of ink on the white paper on the snow.

One is Dot Levi's clone, and the other is Ice

The mind of the elves, this bit of wind and snow naturally does not affect it.

But considering the existence of Fei'er, a fragile person, they kindly put up a barrier to block the outside wind, so when the dog in front was running wildly, the two could still sit on it normally.

The speed was extremely fast, and it seemed that after breaking through something, the surroundings, which were originally cold, suddenly fell several levels lower, and it was so cold that the fingertips trembled.

If Fei'er didn't have the two shields next to her, no matter how thick she was wrapped, she would only become a popsicle in half an hour.

This temperature is equivalent to some kind of omen, and it will be here soon.

"It's in front... I say you, wait outside when we go in."

A dog, a person, and a non-human stopped, and Bing Lisi jumped off the sled, and inevitably a few to a few shallow footprints appeared on the snow behind them. Under the blowing of the wind and snow, a few figures wrapped in robes could be vaguely seen.

The strength of the accompanying wolf guards sent by Vane is still guaranteed, and they are enough as sentries for vigilance.

They were silent, but they all disappeared.

Fei'er looked back and then looked at Bing Lisi: "Is this your bed?"

"Well..., it's almost like that. It's closer to call it this."

The target in front of them is a huge and towering snow mountain. You can vaguely see large blocks of pure ice crystals protruding from the surface of the peak.

If Fields could see it, he would probably be so excited that his legs would go weak. Elemental crystals that are bigger than a person? Any piece he takes back would be a priceless thing!

Although Fei'er is a little newbie who has been practicing for a short time, she can also feel the almost dense ice elements around her, but because she has the protection of the ice elf, it does not affect her.

The deep snow mountain in front of them is the place where Bing Lisi was once sealed.

The place where the ice and snow master of the north, the ice elf, slept, the three of them are probably the only four people who have entered in the past thousand years.

The previous record was the only one, but it was finally broken.

Although it is true that I really want to see it, this trip does not seem to be the purpose.

"Aren't we going to find the ruins of the former Temple of Dawn? I understand that you want to go home and take a look, but maybe we can finish our work first and then go back and take a look."

"We are here."

"Ah?"

"I said we are here."

Bing Lisi looked back at her and blinked.

"Didn't I tell you?"

"What did you tell me!"

Fei'er was speechless. Looking at her expression, Bing Lisi scratched her head: "Uh... I just remembered it recently, maybe I really forgot to say it."

"Just now I remembered the place where I slept."

"Below, is the Temple of Dawn you are looking for... Well, it's here."

She waved her white and tender little hand, and a strong cold current burst out from her fingertips, blowing a corner of the tall snow mountain to pieces, revealing an obvious artificial marble spire.

On it, you can vaguely see the golden branch and leaf relief that actually reflects the light in the sun, and the half of the ancient giant bell with branch and leaf patterns engraved on it.