Warlord of Chaos Chapter 614: The face of justice

The Holy Crown City was still brightly lit under the darkness of night, and the guards on the city walls were meticulously patrolling. Even on this special day, they did not relax their vigilance. Of course, after the companions who changed the guard came, they still had the opportunity to have a few drinks. Although they couldn't see today's grand wedding with their own eyes, it was a good thing to be happy.

Suddenly, several blurred figures suddenly rose from the city and flew straight out of the city at an extremely fast speed. The guards saw this vision, but they did not take any action, because Schumann gave them His order is that only exits are allowed in Holy Crown City tonight, and no entry is allowed.

Han Jin can rely on overwhelming strength to make the lords bow their heads, but no matter from which point of view, Han Jin cannot restrict the freedom of movement of these people. I don't want to cause unnecessary misunderstanding.

If Guevara and the others see these figures, they will definitely be shocked. What happened to make Angela and the guardians and elders of the Dragon Clan leave the Holy Crown City overnight without even saying hello? How about a call?

Angeier's face in the air was serious, as if covered with a layer of frost, he pursed his lips tightly, as if he was trying to suppress the anger in his heart, and just flew forward blindly.

The faces of the guardians and elders of Dragon City and Dragon Realm were also ugly, and they followed closely behind An Qi Aier without saying a word. It was obvious that something important had happened.

As the sun rose and set, An Qi Aier and his team seemed to be tireless, flying at a fast speed and never resting. On this day, when they were less than a hundred miles away from the Dragon Field, a group of giant dragons Greeted from the direction of Longyu, the two sides communicated for a while, then turned their heads and flew to the depths of the monster forest.

In the center of Paradise Lost, there are dense forests with strange shapes. Tall, tall, or small trees all grow outwards, as if there is some force inside that pushes them year after year. It's okay for the woodland to look weird, but all the trees in the tens of thousands of acres and within the field of vision look so weird, giving people a feeling of scalp numbness.

The fog floating in the sky is also weird, suddenly a little light flashed, and then countless distorted thunder lights bombarded the ground one after another. When the storm became more and more violent, with a bang, dust and sand splashed in all directions, turning into countless sparks of fire. Just as the sparks fell, streaks of frost quickly diffused along the ground.

Anyone with a little common sense of magic can see that the front is a real place of disordered elements, and there are similar places on the mainland, but it is incomparable to Paradise Lost. First of all, the elemental fluctuations here are too much Huge, too violent, and the phenomenon of disordered elements has existed for countless years, and perhaps it will continue to exist in the future. Elemental disturbances in other places are cyclical, some need to be repeated every few years, some need to be decades, and the duration is also short. The frequency, intensity, and scope of elemental fluctuations cannot be compared with Paradise Lost.

"Is this right here?" An Qiair asked indifferently, but even a dull person could feel the raging anger hidden in her plain tone.

"Yes." The guardian Qi Qi replied cautiously with his head down, "I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't come to inform you until I saw that Master Miru's tomb had been tampered with. You."

An Qiair stared at the strange forest under his feet, and after a while of silence, he suddenly sneered, "The land where the gods fell, do they think they can stop me like this?"

"My lord, something is wrong?!" Xia Zuo's face was serious. Legend has it that Paradise Lost was once the battlefield of the gods. No one dared to use magic recklessly, even the strong who regarded each other as mortal enemies would not regard the land of disordered elements as a place for duels, because the competition here is not strength or calculation, but luck.

One party expended great efforts to release the Earth Spear of the earth system. As a result, his mental power may be completely swallowed by the disordered element, while the other party only released a small fireball, just at the moment when the fire element erupted. The fireball will turn into a monstrous flame, even engulfing both sides.

"That's right, it looks like someone wants to lead us here." Angel raised her hand to straighten the messy hair on her sideburns, her white and long fingers were as warm as jade, under the sunshine A trace of metallic luster flashed between the fingers. It was the ring that Han Jin gave An Qi Aier to communicate with. For some reason, An Qi Aier still wears this ordinary ring today. Of course, after Han Jin With the advanced modification, the current ring fits Angel's fine hands very well.

"My lord, are you saying that we have been fooled?" Harriet raised her head in shock, "Should I send someone back to inform..."

"What's the good news?" Angel interrupted Harriet with a sneer, "When did the dragons become so timid?"

"My lord, if you think this is a trap, you'd better be on the safe side and send someone back to inform Lord Raphael." Xia Zuo said slowly, Paradise Lost is not terrible, what's terrible is that there are hidden treasures hidden in it. From another point of view, it is inconceivable that the other party was able to quietly steal the bones of the Golden Dragon King Milu and painstakingly transport them here.

The cemetery of the Dragon Clan has always been the most heavily guarded place. Even Xia Zuo thinks that he does not have the strength to enter the cemetery without disturbing the guards of the Dragon Clan. What is the purpose? I'm afraid it's not just to lure people like An Qiair here, maybe there's a bigger conspiracy hidden in it.

"It's too far away." Angel shook his head and said unquestionably, "I don't have so much time to waste here, I must find the remains of Master Milu immediately, I will never allow anyone to disturb his Peace!"

After finishing speaking, An Qi Aier took the lead to fly downwards. Xia Zuo sighed slightly and followed. It is the spiritual symbol of the Golden Dragon Clan. Someone dared to steal Lord Milu's remains. This is nothing less than a great shame to the Dragon Clan, and all of this can only be repaid with blood.

The guardians and elders of the Dragon Clan followed behind Angel, but no one saw the cold light in Harriet's eyes.

A layer of water-blue light lit up around Angel's body, and an undisguised coercion emanated from her body, causing chaos in Paradise Lost, with countless monsters running away in terror, The thick, almost suffocating dragon power aroused their inherent fear, and there was only one thought left in the hearts of all the monsters, that is to run away and never come back here again.

I don't know how long I searched in the fog, but Angel's figure suddenly froze there. The giant dragon skeleton lay there quietly, and the pair of powerful, angry golden dragon horns on the white skull confirmed the identity of this skeleton.

It turned out to be the remains of the Golden Dragon King Milu! What I heard was far less shocking than what I saw with my own eyes. Milu, the hero of the world, could not get the peace he deserved after his death. Thinking of this, the eyes of all the dragons present were burning with anger.

"Come out, guys who hide their heads and show their tails!" After seeing Milu's remains, Angel stepped back tens of meters. Although her voice was small, it seemed to carry a strange magical power Echoes in every corner of the forest. Angel was not afraid of anything, but worried that Milu's remains would be affected in the next battle.

"Hehe, Angel, I'm curious, where did you get your confidence?!" With deep laughter, a tall middle-aged man appeared in the forest, and behind him, figures kept appearing Come out, and every time there is one more figure, Angel's heart sinks a little.

At the same time, a row of black dots appeared in the distant sky, and they flew straight from the direction behind An Qi Aier and the others at an extremely fast speed. After a while, the elders of the Dragon Clan could Seeing clearly, they turned out to be black giant dragons, and on the back of each dragon, there was a knight wrapped in heavy armor, with a dazzling cold light shining on the long knight spear in his hand.

"What a great deal." Angel suddenly smiled: "Fan Lundin~IndoMTL.com~ I'm also curious, when did you start joining forces with Nicola? Can it pose a threat to me?"

A trace of anger flashed in Fan Lundin's eyes, and then he let out a long breath, trying his best to soften his tone: "The proud dragons should be the masters of this world, not slaves of human beings, An Qi Al, wake up! Don't you really know what that Raphael did to us? He played with us, insulted us, and even slaughtered us. Do the math yourself, how many dragons have died in his hands? !”

"A lot." Angel said softly: "But...Van Lundin, have you ever counted how many dragons died in the civil war?"

Van Lundin stood there in astonishment, unable to answer for a while.

"Do the math again, how much blood of the golden dragon is on your hands?" An Qiaier sneered in his eyes: "Some guys are so ridiculous, they only see others, but they can't see themselves, even if he kills them." He thought he was right when he killed a hundred or even a thousand people. When others broke into his domain and hurt the Dragon Clan, he suddenly became the incarnation of justice, heh... you put the Dragon Clan As what? Your captive lamb?! Valentin, you have no right to blame Raphael!"

"Anqiel, you must know that I did not start the civil war!" The corners of Valentine's eyes kept twitching.

"It's meaningless to talk too much." Angel sneered: "If you think you can beat me today, just try it, if I think you can beat you, I will not let go of the opportunity, so , everything depends on our strength, but... please don't put on that face of justice again, it makes me sick." , support the author, support genuine reading!)

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