From star abyss

"Heavyweight? Yes, yes, but——"

Castlin Lanlei, who had been noisy like a parrot, suddenly stopped, his eyes fell on the distance, raised his hand, patted Sigurd Dolan who was sitting opposite him, and said:

"No, he's here."

"Who?" Sigurd Dolan was confused.

Looking in the direction pointed by the other person's finger, he suddenly realized:

"Oh, it's that guy. No wonder, if it's him, then our chances are pretty good. Although we can't compare to the Adun Underworld, at least keeping the top ten is not a problem."

A luxury airship slowly landed at the airship berth in the center of the square. The exclusive thunder dragon emblem on it indicated that this was the chief's exclusive airship.

The ladder was lowered, and two beautiful and elegant flight attendants laid out the red carpet. The red dragon security guards opened the cordon, cleared the venue to welcome the guests, and also called for the orchestra to play music. The scene was extremely complicated.

Such a grand spectacle immediately attracted the attention of visitors from all walks of life. People looked at the airship one after another. People who didn't know the truth curiously asked who was on it.

And anyone who is interested will already know what passengers this airship is carrying.

"Do you all know who they are?" Castlin Lanlei joked: "These are the real young talents of our realm. Can you guess them?"

"Of course, and I know their order. When they get off the plane, they will appear in the same way."

Sigurd Dolan picked up a glass of wine and said with a smile:

"First of all, [Western Demon] Opryli Dove, a high-level red dragon variant, a devil dragon with seven heads and ten horns."

Snap.

A red-haired elf yawned and walked out of the airship with an impatient expression. Underneath his tall and handsome appearance, there was an abyss-like depth.

"It's true," Castlin Lanlei nodded: "This guy is a bitch, but his strength is definitely considered strong at the Kexi level. It is said that he came here specially from the empire. It's not easy - what's next?"

Sigurd spoke eloquently:

"The next one must be [Blue Bishop] Sissy Laniska Yayin."

The blue robe dragged on the ground. A delicate and beautiful elf woman, holding a heavy scripture in her hand, stepped off the airship. The thick clothes did not bury her plump and graceful curves. She smiled at the crowd around her and touched her breast with one hand. He prayed for everyone with an ethereal voice:

"Gods above, the light of the star abyss illuminates your path, and you will shine brightly."

Castlin Lanlei curled his lips:

"Good-looking means good-looking, and big is really big. Sissi, the magician, is a top contender. As a young silver dragon, her age is almost over the standard. Of course, as a person sent from the "Annihilation Temple", her strength is... Nothing to say, just whether I will take this opportunity to preach..."

"It would be great if you can win. You are still worried about infiltration. After all, Sissi is the only demigod in this team. Although she is not qualified to be a minister, her strength is there."

Sigurd sighed:

"It's not easy to guess the next one. Let me think about it...it should be [Midnight Lord] Naija Hovka."

clang! clang! clang!

Heavy chains hit the ground, and an extremely tall troll dragonborn, wearing heavy armor and looking like a city gate, walked on the ground.

Elves are much younger than trolls, and some even say that trolls are the ancestors of elves.

Generally speaking, few dragons use the appearance of trolls. Only those ancient dragons who have witnessed the supreme glory of the troll empire in ancient times will do so.

This means that they once had close ties with the Troll Empire and are a symbol of absolute strength and glory.

"Pure-blooded black dragon - Naija Hovka. An absolutely powerful sect who was reincarnated 17 times under the Shadow God. He once assisted the troll emperor Anton Yudintsev to establish a great empire, and successfully escorted him 10 times. He is the leader of the troll empire. A war hero, coupled with his characteristics as a member of the Shadow God Clan, he can be reincarnated no matter how many times he dies. He should have been the greatest dragon clan at that time, not even now..."

When Castlin said this, he shook his head and said regretfully:

"If it weren't for the Blue Witch's curse that caused him to suffer disaster every time he lived to be 1,000 years old, the Troll Empire wouldn't have collapsed. He would still be the Prime Minister of the Empire now, right?"

"If you lose, you lose. The legend of the past is now 70 years old, younger than you and me. He has just reached the Cauchy level and can come to compete. At least after the fall of the Troll Empire, [Midnight Lord] is now very willing to stand by us. It’s pretty good here.”

Sigurd thought for a while and said:

"There should be no need to guess about the next one."

"Well, everyone knows that this person is also famous in Layer Abyss, the golden dragon monk Archer Duken Monser. A super strong man who was killed from the Galaxy Eye meat grinder. But what is even more shocking is that he actually They are volunteers who voluntarily join the war without asking for any benefits just to achieve justice.”

"This is really impressive. If he is a pure dragon and has not converted to the path of [destruction], then I would admire him even more."

"Come on, Sigurd, at least Archer didn't change his nationality. Look at the precious things in front of him. They are either empires or temples, as well as ancient hegemons like the Troll Empire - forget it, at least he is more mature. Be pure.”

"As you said, which one is worse, converting to the Tao or changing nationality? If you change your nationality, you can no longer be a dragon? Then Princess Galina is still the apple of the eye of the group, I am super, you are not going to do it The princess’s dragon status, right? You’d better stay away from me, Haron, and don’t spill blood on me when the time comes.”

"Fuck you, princess, is that called nationality? The group belongs to her! Who in the world doesn't know that His Majesty Red King is the master of the group."

"But are you an employee of the group?"

"I'm not. I tried to apply for a tourist visa and a study visa. They said I was too poor and thought I had a tendency to immigrate. They told me, a pure-blooded dragon, to get out."

"No matter what you say, blood and path are more important..."

"So what you're saying is that Princess Galina seems to have converted to the path of [plundering]. Uh... Your Majesty seems to be the one who plunders the gods?"

"To be honest, I suggest you stop saying such words that are not conducive to unity."

"I agree."

Just when the two of them were already certain about the identity of the next passenger, the person who came out was a bit unexpected.

No, not unexpectedly.

Snap, snap, snap.

"This is Dragon Island. It's so rare. It's the first time I've come here at this time."

A young and handsome black-haired human man walked down the stairs. He enjoyed the abundant sunshine that was very scarce in the realm. He narrowed his eyes happily and slowly followed a silver-haired girl servant in Gothic clothes behind him, carrying a mountain on his back. The luggage came to the owner, and he opened his mouth and said the authentic Void language:

"Lord, is this your first time coming to Dragon Island?"

"First time? Not really. I am more familiar with this place than Sand House."

The man rubbed the girl's head and explained:

"It's just the first time I've come to Dragon Island that hasn't been destroyed."

After looking at the crowds of people on both sides who were welcoming the onlookers, the man smiled and greeted everyone, saying in extremely standard dragon language:

"Hello, hello, everyone! Dragon Island is very beautiful. Our Dragon Island is really great. I love Dragon Island!"

Facing this unfamiliar face, Sigurd and Castlin looked at each other in confusion.

"Who is this? How could aristocrats form humans?"

"I can't. It smells like a dragon, but I can't tell what level it is."

There are not a few people who are so confused. After a discussion, many Long Island citizens came to a guess:

"It can't be those low-level dragonborn, mixed-blood dragons, right?"

The foreign tourists who were watching the excitement thought it was nothing and just followed the crowd and applauded, which gave the man enough face and made him unaware that the welcoming Longdao citizens around him had become indifferent.

For them, this should be a ceremony to welcome the high-level dragon elites.

Fortunately, a moment later, the golden dragon warrior monk Archer solemnly appeared. The familiar image of the elf and the strong affinity of the golden dragon immediately welcomed the cheers of the dragon tribe. Their warm welcome shocked Archer.

Fortunately, as a stoic monk, he quickly calmed down and greeted the compatriots around him gently. Amidst the warm welcome of the Dragon Clan compatriots, he boarded the special car and reunited with the previous foreign aid Dragon Clan.

"The dragon people of Dragon Island are so enthusiastic. Unexpectedly, I am actually quite popular."

As soon as Jinlong Yaqi got on the bus, he found the man, sat down next to him, and said a little excitedly:

"Everyone is a very good dragon clan. This is my first time coming to Dragon Island in so many years. I didn't expect that I feel like I'm going home - what do you think, Li Ozi?"

"Um."

The black-haired man was Li Ozi. He held his chin and said casually:

"In a sense, it is indeed a homecoming. The origin of the local dragon clan in Xingyuan is in Jingyuan. Going down, it will become the void dragon, the group of dragon fungi, and the abyssal dragon. Going up, it will become the same as the abyss. The outer dragon clan is mixed together, and it’s hard to tell the relationship.”

"So, what about you?"

Silver Dragon Qianqian, who was sitting not far away, laughed and said:

"From the very beginning, I noticed this little brother named Li Aozi... You don't see any dragon characteristics in your body, which makes the dragon quite curious."

"I don't know." Li Ozi said perfunctorily: "I don't know what I am."

"Oh, this is a bit strange. If you are not a dragon, you will not be able to participate in this gathering..."

Silver Dragon Qianxi held her face and said distressedly:

"Could it be that the reviewer in front was distracted?"

"Ms. Sissi, this is a bit rude." Jinlong Archer frowned and responded: "Li Ozi is the junior I brought here, and you asked like this without my consent - it's not appropriate, isn't it? "

"Oh, what Brother Monk said is weird, why is it inappropriate?"

[Western Demon] Opryli Dove leaned on the sofa and said lazily:

"It's just a relationship between juniors, not guardians. Sooner or later, everyone will form a team, so it's better to know the basics."

"but--"

"Don't show up, Brother Monk." Opreli said in a sinister tone: "We are all a family, naturally we won't hide our secrets, we speak openly, and we don't have anything to ourselves in our hearts, but there are some people who want us right away. It’s a gathering, and you don’t even want to reveal where you are from - you say, how inappropriate this is. Ms. Sissi asked more questions out of concern for the team, but she didn’t expect to be treated like this."

"I'm just worried. If Mr. Li Ozi boarded the special car accidentally, it might delay his trip. Moreover, our trip is not smooth sailing and is full of dangers. The death indicator of the competition is there, even for us It is difficult for the orthodox dragon clan to protect themselves..."

Yinlong shook his head and said helplessly:

"I just don't want to see foreigners lose their lives because of our tribe's mistakes."

"What are you saying, Bishop Sissi? Are you questioning Li Ozi's identity?"

"I don't have this idea. I just felt it was inappropriate to listen to Mr. Li Ozi's speech."

"Watch your words and deeds, Brother Monk, this is not Layyuan. You are a well-known big shot in Layyuan, but in Layyuan, strength is respected. Sister Qianqian is a demigod. Although she has not been granted the title of Qing, she still treats you. For me, they are also elders.”

"Opreli, it's inappropriate for you to say that. I'm just a silver dragon, and Lord Archer, the golden dragon, is obviously more noble than me..."

"Ah, so after a long detour, it's Mr. Archer who is using his racial status to oppress others!"

The Golden Dragon Monk was not very good at debating scriptures. He choked after being walked around in a circle. It was neither this nor that. He clenched his fists and said in a deep voice:

"You guys...that's enough."

"snort."

[Midnight Lord] Naijia snorted coldly:

"childish."

After that, he closed his eyes and continued to rest.

Li Ozi has been watching this scene quietly.

He finally understood why Galina had firmly said that she would complete the path of the Phantom Dragon.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that the discrimination problem within the Dragon Clan has reached this serious level.

Not just serious, but much more serious than he thought. It has reached the point where I can’t wait to check my household registration, religion, and nationality.

This is still quite scary.

If we really want to look into it carefully, then Red King is still an Earthling, the secret speaker, and he also worked for Leoz. The three families are slaves.

Earlier, Leviathandar was the Destroyer who invaded the Star Abyss and slaughtered many people of the Star Abyss. The blood feud was nothing more than that.

There has never been a pure dragon clan. Even if there is, the foundation is so dirty.

What's even more frightening is that even if some facts are made public, the Dragon Clan still can't let go of the grudge against racial purity and must fight for orthodoxy.

Can't compare to bloodline? Okay, then it depends on the path, you actually followed the Xingyuan people to become gods! In addition to your dragon status.

What, you accuse me of being a member of the Alliance? Let me see what you believe - OK, you believe in capitalism! Get rid of your dragon status!

Ahem, you said that all the capitalists in the group believe His Majesty Red, this - this, hey, why are you not a pure dragon? Haha, let me catch it! You, a half-dragon descendant, have polluted our noble bloodline. I will remove you as a dragon!

You actually said that the dragon bloodline is not noble and was slaughtered by Leoz before. This - no, I have never heard of this. Are you a spy sent by other narratives to slander our dragon family? Get rid of your dragon status!

Li Ozi just made a casual remark, which triggered a war of words. The two sides were in a strange mood. The golden dragon Archer was facing two heads, and one of them was equivalent to a demigod. The pressure was really high.

[What a mess. Dragon Island deserves to die in the Doomsday Judgment. Even the Xingyuan Protoss is much more enlightened than this. 】

Li Ozi was really speechless.

Red King has always been too lazy to manage his own race, resulting in this race having no cohesion at all.

When Galina is here, this group of dragons will probably still have a backbone, at least in name only the Glow Dragon Emperor.

Now...

Blame the caramel snails! Killed Galina to death!

That’s right, it’s all Niu Niu’s fault!