Chapter 9 The evil god has three heads and two wings (Please collect and read)

Hundreds of years passed quickly.

Divinely inspired place.

It was already time for the sun to rise in the morning, but there was no golden dawn. Rolling black clouds covered the sky, and waves rose from the turbid sea water and crashed on the rocks, making an annoying sound.

Under the huge volcano, the dinosaur people are holding a large-scale sacrificial ceremony.

One by one, the tall, muscular dragonborn with beautiful crimson stripes on their bodies lined up with solemn faces. They appeared in the huge square, holding bloody raw meat in their hands.

In the center of the stone square.

A golden bonfire was burning brightly, making a crackling sound.

The dragonborn moved forward slowly. Amidst the ancient and vast singing, they put the pieces of meat in their hands into the bonfire. The flames were like some kind of living creatures. After devouring the flesh and blood, they burned even more vigorously.

It splashed dozens of meters high.

Kanda is still alive.

However, thousands of years have passed, and even if he is the strongest among the dragonborn, he will inevitably age at this time.

The muscles that were originally as hard as rocks finally became relaxed with the passage of time. The skin like the roots of an old tree was covered with black spots, and the red flame lines that symbolized the gifts of the gods also passed by with the passage of time.

It becomes blurry.

But even so.

Kanda still exudes majesty and wisdom.

Especially those eyes, the blue pupils were deeply sunken in the eye sockets, which contained the waves of nearly three thousand years. No one in the tribe dared to look at Kanda.

Although the passage of time made Kanda's body weaker, his control of the flames became more sophisticated.

People say.

Kandar is the beloved son of the gods, and even time cannot defeat him.

However, when facing those almost endless aliens that were constantly evolving and multiplying, Kanda also felt powerless and exhausted several times.

over the past thousand years.

The aliens called "snakes" suddenly ran out from the fragments of the magic star.

They devour everything, whether it is plants or animals, but never produce anything to give back to the nature.

When the snakes gather together, they form a gray tide that devours everything. Wherever it passes, there will be no trace of life left, only the bare surface and exposed rocks.

Some people say that snakes are servants of the devil star.

In the original era, the demon star that was crushed by the gods did not die completely. It began its revenge after the gods retired.

As for the Dragonborn, as God's most outstanding descendants and creations, it is their unshirkable duty to protect this continent. Before the number of snakes had reached a large scale, the Dragonborn had already discovered the omen of disaster under God's revelation.

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This was the beginning of a war that lasted for thousands of years.

At the very beginning.

With their powerful bodies and ability to control fire, the Dragonborn have indeed gained the upper hand in the war.

The tide of aliens gathered has been defeated by the dragonborn many times, but the aliens are so cunning. Once they fall into a disadvantage, they will hide deep underground and multiply quickly after the dragonborn leave. It won't take long

It will take time to build scale again.

If only that was the case.

The Dragonborn can also suppress these aliens so that they do not become too large.

Although there are still hidden dangers, the ecosystem on the entire continent will not collapse, and God's servants can still manage this pasture well.

But.

As the Alien King was born from the wreckage of the Demon Star, the situation completely spiraled out of control.

The terrifying alien king is an evil god who climbed out of the abyss of hell and was born in the world only for revenge and destruction.

It has three heads, wings covered with hooks, and two long snake tails. When the wings are spread out, the evil god's huge body can even block the light of the stars and the moon in the sky. He has the ability to call thunder and dark clouds, every time

Breathing can cause huge casualties to the dragonborn.

At the most anxious time of the war.

Kandar once personally led the three hundred most powerful dragonborn to charge towards the evil god.

It is a pity that they are too weak. Even if they have been gifted by the gods, they are as weak as reptiles in front of the evil god. The golden nine-sky thunder rumbled from the sky, and more than half of the dragonborn were turned into charcoal on the spot.

Then with a flick of the tail, only a dozen dragonborn were left charging forward.

In the end, even if you try your best.

Kanda only left a sore on the evil god's body that could be healed in an instant. If his youngest child hadn't fought so hard to bring him back, his life might have ended in that war.

A single attack with all his strength only resulted in the group being wiped out.

After that war.

Things took a turn for the worse, and the Dragonborn not only lost large tracts of pasture, but also lost contact with the rest of the tribes.

Now, only the last piece of fertile land for survival, the Divine Awakening Land, is left for the remaining dragonborn and primitive dinosaurs to make a living.

Even so, the aliens still refused to give in. Terrible wars were happening every day. If you stood on a high place and looked around, you could find many broken bodies in the darkness of the forest or in the foam of the sea.

Corpse.

There were dragonborns among those corpses, but most of them were aliens.

Although they were at a disadvantage and passive in the war, the dragonborn were still the most outstanding servants and warriors of the gods.

Any dragonborn can defeat opponents of the same size several times or even dozens of times. He is invincible on the battlefield and cuts a bloody path alive. It is precisely because of their devout faith in the gods and their powerful strength that the dragonborn can continue to fight.

To this day.

In the solemn and desolate singing.

The sacrificial ceremony is finally over.

The crowd in the square dispersed in an orderly manner, and everyone had a look of determination and grief on their faces, even those little dragons who had just been born. Seeing this scene, Kanda's heart ached, but he

I had to hide my emotions.

He is the leader of the tribe, and he was the pillar of support for the tribe in the years before the gods appeared. No matter how painful it was, he could not reveal his inner cowardice at all.

At this moment, a rough voice with a hint of youthful innocence came from beside Kanda.

"Father, do you think the gods will really come to save us, just like when the devil star came three thousand years ago?"

A young dragonborn with a strong body, thick arms, and sharp fangs like a file appeared next to Kanda. His eyes were bright. Even in the face of such a bad situation, there was still a kind of name in his eyes.

The light of hope is shining.
Chapter completed!