Chapter 698 No Skills, All Emotions

Pasha spread his wings and flew over the town, hovering and landing on one of the two tallest towers here.

It looked down upon the people below without saying a word.

The ground was filled with Dark People fleeing and hiding. They quickly got into shelters, and the streets became empty.

It's windy.

The sun in the sky became dim and pale, dark clouds gradually buried the light, strong winds began to howl, and streaks of lightning shuttled through the clouds.

The intermittent lightning struck Pasha's body, revealing his evenly distributed and powerful scales, his high dragon horns, and his cold and mocking eyes on his head, making him look like an evil sculpture standing above the city.

There was a long silence.

After a thunderous sound, the evil dragon finally opened its fang-filled mouth and made a sound like thunder.

"Today, I stand here! Standing on the highest ground in this country! Standing on a high tower, standing on the land where you used your blood and dignity to finally ascend! The place where I stand is where you once stood. You were once the great warriors of every world, and you once represented the glory and pinnacle of the world!"

“But now, kneeling in front of me is a group of people groaning in humiliation!”

"After the Ascension, the pride of our nation will be gone!"

"This world rides on our necks and tramples on our dignity at will, the dignity of a noble nation that has spread across thousands of worlds and conquered countless civilizations! Tell me, do you choose to be a warrior like me, or a slave?!"

"You may say that I need a role, an identity to survive. Yes, you are right, survival is really important. But I want to tell you. This world should not be lived for the sake of survival. Things that are born with us do not need to beg for mercy!"

"This living space is not achieved by begging and numbness, but by iron and blood!"

"We don't fight for slavery! We fight for survival, dignity and the future! We are not cattle or horses, nor are we slaves of the Darkin power. We are experienced warriors and victors! Nothing can make us put away our claws and swords, except ourselves."

"If this world needs a dragon, then I will be that dragon!"

"I want you to unite in the name of fighting against me! Fight for a new, fair world! We fight for everyone to return to themselves! Fight for our dignity! Fight for our pride! Fight to liberate this world! Fight for the glory of millions of Darkkin! Fight for all who come to us to be able to proudly pass on: We are the Darkkin who never surrender!"

The evil dragon roared to the sky.

“Whether it is God or the Creator, we will not worship them for their pure power, but respect and follow them for their actions!”

"Everyone, stand up!"

The Darklings below were hiding under the eaves and shadows of the houses. Many of them stopped shouting and fell into a kind of uncontrollable silence. There were also a few Darklings who no longer concealed their anger and looked up at the dragon, watching the young dragon make his declaration intently.

At this moment, a one-eyed brave man with tentacles on his head and bone spurs on his back came all the way from the roof. He waved his four arms and jumped onto another tall tower next to it.

"Shut up, evil dragon! Stop your tricks to deceive people!"

"The best dragon is a dead dragon! Your existence is a threat to everyone's survival! You are the source of all the problems!"

The hero bared his fangs and claws, and entangled with the dragon with his four arms. The two rolled and collided between the high towers, fighting all the way from the rooftops to the streets. In the end, the hero's countless tentacles pressed the dragon to the ground, and his sharp claws pierced the dragon's neck!

Amid the blood, the evil dragon finally stopped moving.

The Dark Ones hiding in the streets were stunned for a moment before they came to their senses and gathered around to celebrate.

"The dragon is dead!"

“That’s great! That’s great!”

"Brave, brave!"

"The hero saved us!"

Then everyone heard a new reminder.

[End of the Death of the Dragon]

Everyone immediately shut up and carefully lifted up the dragon whose neck was still bleeding.

"Are you okay, Pasha brother?"

"You guys are trying too hard. A lot of blood has been shed..."

"It's a good thing that the dragon race has thick skin and flesh. If it were any other race, they would have died from that injury just now."

Brave Bourne was also a little nervous and embarrassed: "I actually refused..."

"fine."

Pasha twisted his neck, and the wound on that side had healed. "It was my request. We must ensure that it is realistic. This way, we can feel the role. Bourne and I have practiced a lot of fighting scenes. It looks like blood is splattered everywhere, but in fact, the wound is very small and will heal soon."

Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed that after all, they were young people and they would not dare to work so hard.

The dragon and the hero finally finished their hard work for the day and came to the lake in the north to take a bath and relax.

Bourne's tentacles swayed and spread in the water: "Brother Pasha, what you just said..."

"Don't take the character's lines seriously."

"oh."

Pasha simply learned to fit into the dragon role.

Just like the experience taught by "The Tramp", when you enter your role and the scene, you must devote yourself to it, and the rest will unfold naturally.

In fact, you don’t need to consider a lot of techniques, what matters is all about emotion.

At least that's how Pasha was when he transformed into a dragon.

Pure destruction and devastation seem very strange in such a world and out of tune with everything around it.

The requirement for dragon status is to attack towns, bringing evil and chaos.

So Pasha added some of his own understanding and it became what it is now.

Since getting the role of [Dragon], Pasha has gone through many scenes.

The first one was [Dragon Attack], followed by [Dragon Quest], then [Dragon's Conspiracy], [Dragon's Wrath]... Now it's the seventh year, and finally it's [Dragon's Death].

It looks like this character can take a break for a while.

Of course, there is also the possibility of [Return of the Dragon] immediately.

"Brother Pasha, will your character appear and transform in the next step?" Bourne's one eye was full of curiosity.

"Never mind, don't think too much."

Pasha squinted his eyes comfortably.

It doesn't take into account things that didn't happen.

Suddenly, Bourne's body froze, with a look of surprise in his eyes: "Brother, Brother Pasha! I... I was promoted by Lord Dark Star, and my role changed from [Brave] to [Legendary Hero]!"

Pasha grinned and said, "You are really ahead of me, boy!"

"Hahahaha, thanks to you for your promotion and teaching, brother."

Although Born was higher in rank than Pasha, Pasha far surpassed him in terms of qualifications and knowledge.

Bourne had only stayed in one world. He was a local water monster. He gradually grew up under the power of the Dark Sun and eventually became a top warrior of the local Dark Clan. Later, after Bourne killed many enemies and his level was raised again, he was able to get the induction and ascend here.

Compared to Bourne, a Darkborn who lived in a corner, Pasha had much more experience. Whether it was gods, apostles, or various races in the void, various myths and turbulent situations, he could handle them all easily. Pasha quickly convinced Bourne and he also recognized this big brother who was straightforward and liked to communicate with each other in physical combat.

"But I haven't received any transfer orders, so it looks like I should stay in this country."

Bourne grinned, still unable to hide his excitement. Bone spurs sprouted from his back, forming a circle of bone claws around him that looked like wings.

Pasha analyzed it: "According to the situation in my world, the next level after a hero is an apostle, and the next level is a god. This is a very clear standard for promotion. Work hard, you have a bright future, and you may be the next god in our country."

Bourne nodded, and couldn't help but be curious: "Brother, logically speaking, my role has been upgraded, so how come your status is going to be upgraded?"

"Don't worry about it. Many characters have not had room for advancement for hundreds of years. The [Evil Dragon] starts at a very high level, so it's difficult to advance in a short period of time."

Pasha said.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

It thought to itself, I'm ready to go back, this doesn't matter at all.

…

In the past seven years, Pasha has learned a lot of information, but it is impossible to obtain more secrets.

It felt it was time to bow out.

Originally, it had decided to really die during the [Death of the Dragon] event today, but considering the impact on Bourne's future, it finally changed its mind.

It doesn't matter where you die.

Pasha first visited the [homeless man].

The snow monster was still sitting on the street corner, looking dirty and lazy as always.

"Today's [Dragon's Death] was really exciting, Pasha brother. You performed better than many of the old guys here. The Dark Elves all know how to fit into the role, but they just can't do it, or they can't find that feeling."

The pasha was very careful this time. He did not say "see you later" but said, "Thank you for your help."

"What I said is all old stuff. There's no special secret...oh?"

The snow monster used his black fingers to push aside his long hair, and his dim eyes looked at the black dragon in front of him: "Brother Pasha, you want to..."

It made a gesture with its hands outstretched, like wings.

The Pasha was shocked.

Can you guess this?

It quickly denied: "It's just a simple thank you, nothing else."

The snowman nodded, an unfathomable smile on his face: "I understand."

Then Pasha went to find Sid again, and he continued to build the wall outside the city. The wall was destroyed by monsters again and again, and he rebuilt it again and again. This process seemed to go on forever.

It is said that the dragons and giants were ancient enemies.

But Pasha and Sid were the first to know each other and their relationship has always been good.

In the end, the Pasha just watched from a distance for a while.

It was worried that as long as it appeared, it might attract speculation, just like the yeti.

Goodbye, everyone.

Pasha stood quietly in a remote forest outside the city and raised his paw.

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the skull.

[You have fully understood [Dragon] and exceeded established expectations and standards.]

[You have understood the significance of roles and their impact on the order and progress of civilization. ]

【You passed the test.】

[Now I grant you the position of Godhead. 】

The Pasha was shocked.

No, I was about to run away, how could this happen? !

It found itself unable to move once again.

The Dark Sun Dragon was surrounded by white light.

A moment later, Pasha found that he possessed godhood, gained divine power and miracles, and his own fire of faith ignited in his chest.

…

[The "Evil Dragon" has been promoted to a god. ]

He really has become a god! The [homeless man] on the street corner grinned: "I knew that this is the one that Lord Anxing has high hopes for... Hehe, my vision is so good."

The snow monster pondered in his mind.

Others had to go through numerous difficulties and dangers to get here through the ascension channel, but Brother Pasha entered directly and was given an exclusive role to lead as soon as he arrived. That was extraordinary treatment.

It used its hands to smooth the hair that hung down and covered its eyes: "I hope He will remember to help me in the future..."

A moment later.

Suddenly, the sky turned red, as if it was burned by some kind of magma, and large black and red holes were burned in the sky. The whole world began to tremble violently, and pale space cracks appeared on the walls, streets and in the air.

Faced with this scene that seemed like the destruction of the world, the Dark Races were a little dazed at first, but until one of them was swallowed by the crack, everyone began to flee in panic.

It's not a character scene, it's real! The real fear is silent, everyone is flying and running around like ants.

The Yeti was stunned and stared at the location of the [Evil Dragon].

The white light that rose there rushed straight into the sky, and a vague human figure appeared in the sky. The figure had wings, but there was nothing on the neck. It just appeared, and the projection formed by its own power tore through the surrounding rules and fell into the sky of this country.

What a terrifying external force!

The snow monster suddenly opened his eyes wide.

No! No! It's the power behind Pasha!

It came to me before because it was going to formally attack this place... Its target is Lord Dark Star! The homeless man took a breath of cold air.

(End of this chapter)