The Dragon of the Apocalypse

"Master Nanga! You are the Master! You must have a way to save us, right?"

The Irish Viscount was also a little flustered.

"No matter what, you two should go to the basement to take shelter first! The attacker launched a high-altitude assault on us! I don't know when the next time will be. If you can't take precautions, it will be a big problem."

"Yes! Go underground first! Master Nanga! Then you must find the attacker!"

"I try my best!"

The three of them discussed for a while and finally walked out of the room.

At this moment, the entire corridor outside the house was scorched black, filled with smoke and dust.

Piles of human bones were flying everywhere, with some incompletely burned skin and flesh still smoking.

Woo~~~~

A gust of wind slowly blew in from the cracked window in the corridor, like the cry of the dead.

The entire aisle is like a picture of hell at this moment, which is terrifying!

The Viscount and his wife were so excited that their entire backs were soaked.

Master Nanjia carefully saw small bumps appearing on the exposed arms of the Viscount and his wife...

This is so scary!

"Let's go!"

Nanga reminded.

The three of them moved forward again.

Go all the way, stop all the way.

Every time you pass through an aisle, there is a picture of horror.

Until they came to the outside of the castle.

Here, the original lush gardens and green grass have long since disappeared, leaving only black dust on the ground and a piece of steaming scorched earth!

The soil closest to the castle is sunken by more than one meter.

Some red crystalline solids are extremely conspicuous.

Little sparks surged and burned.

The stone elephant that originally stood in front of the castle gate and belonged to the ancestor of the Irish Viscount has collapsed, cracked and disappeared!

Pieces of tattered armor, bone fragments, and twisted and burned iron tools can be seen everywhere!

The entire castle, perhaps because of the barrier, was a little darker, and all the glass was shattered, but it was actually the most intact!

The sky is gray! Because it is covered by smoke and dust!

This place is like a doomsday place abandoned by God, exuding ominousness and terror.

It makes breathing a little difficult.

With a pop, the Viscountess lost her footing and fell to the ground while watching all this.

"This...what the hell is this?"

"Is this... really the power that the attacker can possess?"

The Irish Viscount was shocked and had some doubts. Was it the attacker's spell, or was it a real natural disaster? Divine punishment?

He was a little shaken.

Master Nanga frowned and sighed secretly in his heart. He helped the Viscount and his wife and couldn't help but look at the sky.

His eyes emitted a strange brilliance, penetrating the smoke and dust.

Rand, who was tens of thousands of meters away in the stratosphere, seemed to feel something in his heart and also cast his gaze over.

The sights of both sides spanned tens of thousands of meters and converged.

But immediately, Master Nanga on the ground moved his eyes away and kept looking in other directions. After a long time, he showed a look of regret and helped the Viscount and his wife to leave.

Rand looked sarcastic at this:

"After all, they are just ants on the ground. Even if they look up to the sky, they can't spy on the whereabouts of the real dragon!"

Rand turned his head, flapped his dragon wings and left.

war! It’s just beginning now!

But the ending seems to have been determined!

Because of His truth! Far above the other party!

This attack was witnessed by all the residents of Aier City.

There were different opinions for a while.

Some people say that the Irish Viscount offended a powerful spellcaster and was attacked.

Others say that the brother who once competed with the Irish Viscount for the title, but unfortunately failed, came back to settle the score with the Viscount.

Some people even say that the Irish Viscountess drove away the dancers from the Dragon Chamber of Commerce and Audition, offending the God of Dance, and therefore accepted divine punishment...

At the beginning, most people supported the first statement.

But soon, a large number of people supported the third theory.

Why?

Because, some people say that after the Irish Viscount was attacked, he picked up a piece of iron that fell from the sky!

And there are a few lines of words engraved on this piece of iron!

A few lines of warning!

This is what God used to warn the viscount!

Many of them took pleasure in their misfortune!

look! Tell you to drive away the Audition dancers! You sinner!

However, after some soldiers discovered this situation, they immediately took the second piece of iron away.

Forty or fifty meters underground.

In a room of at least 200 square meters, six or seven magic lamps were hung from the entire roof. The soft white light illuminated the originally dark underground world.

In the center, a wooden table was filled with people.

In the middle of the table, there was a second piece of iron found by the soldiers not long ago.

These people looked at the iron block, or the words on it, with solemn expressions!

“Those who offend God will surely be punished by God!

The second calamity will begin from here!

mortal! you! Are you ready for death's embrace? "

"The second calamity...starts from here? What kind of consciousness is this?

The second attack, starting from where the iron block fell? "

"That's what it means! So where did you find this piece of iron?"

"It is said that it was found in the commercial street..."

"The first attack on Lord Viscount's castle, and the second attack on the commercial street? What on earth did this attacker want to do?"

"The most important thing is, isn't it why he issued the announcement? Wouldn't it be better to launch the attack directly and quietly?"

"What was his purpose? Did someone really offend the attacker?"

The group of people were so big that it was really difficult to understand the purpose of the attackers.

"No matter what, let's evacuate the people in the commercial street first!"

"Is it possible? It's impossible! You've all seen the strength of that attack before, right?

It will not help at all if we don't clear out the people within a kilometer radius.

How many people do you think it would take to move? "

"What should we do? Can we just let them wait for death?"

"Send out all the spellcasters! Shooters, pay attention to the sky day and night! And those dragon-hunting crossbows aim at the sky. As long as something falls from the sky, attack directly!

That kind of super long-range attack launched from the sky! According to my observation, it is similar to the 7-ring explosive fireball, but it is much more powerful!

This kind of spell is very unstable. As long as it is intercepted in advance, there is actually nothing to fear. "

Someone is comforting.

"What if the iron block's warning is just a false alarm?"

"Then send out more people and be sure to cover the entire city! Master Nanga! Master Bolun.

You two may have to work hard at that time. As soon as you find the attacker, please stop him and ask for the reason. "

"That's all!"

Decisions were made one after another from this basement, and people on the ground quickly mobilized.

The residents of Ireland City discovered that a large number of spellcasters and hunters appeared throughout the city, wandering in various streets and alleys.

From time to time they looked up at the sky.

In this atmosphere, the city became panicked.

Thanks to "For Whom the Cherry Blossoms Dance" for the 2,500-coin reward, thank you, thank you~

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