Chapter 112 Gathering at the Temple
distance.
"Waaaah, I feel the death of my people."
“I could clearly see the resentment in my people’s hearts as they faced death.”
"Ahhh, it's so painful. Their suffering is spreading."
"Dragon! Damn it! We must avenge our people!"
The dragon spirits that had gathered near the ancient tree were now filled with sorrow and pain.
They have learned of Loya's actions toward the "elf dragon captives" through peculiar means.
This brought their resentment towards Loya to an unprecedented peak.
"Of course, we must take revenge!" the ancient tree roared menacingly. At this moment, traces of blood appeared on its bark.
And his aura was also gradually increasing.
"However, I need some more time."
"I need more nutrients."
"Only with sufficient nutrients can I advance to the Epic level."
"Whether they are outsiders or various natives, they should all be transformed into energy for my advancement."
The ancient tree murmured deeply, "The world is no longer safe. I can no longer cling to the old ways."
"Moreover, children, we should also go out and see the outside world. Only the outside world is a truly free world."
"I've had enough of this little world."
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The numerous dragon spirits nodded hurriedly: "Grandpa Ancient Tree, we will help you."
"The dragon people used to bully us. I've had enough, and we can't be bullied anymore."
"We must become strong, we must become beings that no one dares to bully."
As their passion and generosity grew, even more wood elements surged in from all directions.
This also resulted in more and more powerful plant monsters present.
Many of the plant monsters, as if injected with adrenaline, are constantly growing larger.
However, such forced growth also has obvious drawbacks. For example, their development has become distorted.
These plant monsters are true monsters; they are terrifying in appearance, filled with ominousness, and seem to contain endless malice. Their minds are consumed only by brutal thoughts of killing, devouring, evolving, and becoming stronger.
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"As Your Majesty commands, I will immediately assemble near the temple." Meanwhile, the numerous legendary dragonkin scattered throughout the world had also received Dadanchi's orders.
They set off.
Along the way, they inevitably encountered all sorts of outsiders.
To outsiders, these extraordinary beings from the demiplane are simply natives, and they instinctively develop a sense of superiority.
However, the legendary natives here, who reign supreme in this world, have become accustomed to considering themselves great figures.
Being looked down upon by outsiders like this must be very upsetting.
The conflict between the two sides inevitably led to war.
This has made the Emerald Dragonman realm even more chaotic.
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The mountaintop.
"Ha, so this is what outsiders are like? They don't seem like much at all."
A strong green dragon-man with two deformed dragon wings, one large and one small, stepped on a pale-faced man in blue.
"If all you outsiders are only this strong, then I, the eldest prince of the dragon race, Lark, could wipe you all out." The burly green dragonman revealed a bloodthirsty smile: "Father, really, this guy makes him so wary?"
"He may really be getting old and has lost the ambition he had when he was young."
"When I ascend the throne, I will definitely make the dragon race rise, forcefully break out of the Emerald Dragon race, and invade that legendary, wider and larger world."
Lark is ambitious.
The legendary human beneath his feet rolled his eyes: "You ignorant country bumpkin! I'm just an insignificant little legendary baron in the Gani Empire. Above me is Lord Fenrir Landon, and outside, there are countless epic-level powerhouses. You, huh..."
Even human legends have their pride.
Although he was badly beaten and looked very pathetic, he still looked down on the local inhabitants.
"Hmph, you despicable invader, I will destroy your Gani Empire. You can watch from the world of the dead." Lark exerted a little force with his left leg.
"Crack!" The chest of the human legend collapsed.
"Bang!" It couldn't withstand the force of the foot and burst open like a watermelon.
"Hehehe, well done!" A female voice came from not far away.
Lark turned his head and saw a giant green dragon.
This is none other than Sofia.
"A green dragon?" Lark was slightly surprised.
Sophia gave a meaningful smile: "Oh no, I am the master of this Emerald Dragon Realm."
Lark sneered: "The masters of the Emerald Dragonman Realm have always been my Dragonman race."
"Green Dragon, you've come at the right time. Let me see the power of a true green dragon and whether it's stronger than us inferior dragonmen." Lark's eyes flashed with intense fighting spirit.
This time, Sophia was furious. "They're just dragon servants left behind by my ancestors, how dare they challenge a true dragon?"
Well, after entering this Emerald Dragon Realm this time, Sophia's bloodline inheritance memories awakened slightly. This gave her some understanding of the situation here.
However, this understanding is based on the Jade Dragonman realm from countless years ago.
This information is outdated.
“Nonsense. Lark seems unaware of the ‘truth,’ or perhaps he simply refuses to acknowledge it.”
He darted forward, ready to deliver the fatal blow.
"Hmph, you just wait. When I obtain everything that my ancestors left behind, I will wipe out all of you traitors." Sophia was naturally very displeased. She wished she could kill all these ungrateful dragon people. However, she suppressed her killing intent, and a rhombus-shaped crystal appeared in her dragon claw.
"Whoosh," a white teleportation beam appeared.
Sofia vanished into thin air.
"Heh heh, the invaders from the outside world are all trash as expected. This mighty dragon doesn't even have the courage to face me." Lark had no choice but to become even more rampant.
There was nothing he could do; the outsiders he encountered were either weak or simply refused to confront him directly, wanting to teach him a lesson.
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At the same time, on a plain more than 500 miles away, Sophia, holding a rhombus-shaped crystal, appeared out of thin air.
Although she had already teleported once, the crystal in her hand was still intact. At most, it just looked a little dull.
Yes, this thing is indeed a teleportation crystal, but it's not the low-level, common kind. It's a rare teleportation crystal that can be used multiple times.
This was something Luwicka gave Sofia to save her life before she came in.
"This is really annoying." Sophia left these words behind and couldn't wait to spread her wings and fly towards the center of the small world.
Today, the world's top experts are all approaching the holy temple at the center of the world.
This looks spectacular.
Before I knew it, a day had passed.
"Damn it, we've finally arrived."
To the east of the temple, in a dense jungle.
The invisible Loya was cautiously spying on the indistinct temple.
He had offended the Green Dragon King Dadanchi after all, so he had to be careful.
In addition, the plants around him now seem to be instinctively helping him, allowing him to thrive in this forest.
It even seems to have become part of the forest.
This is a kind of alternative "mimicry". In this state, Loya is as if he is no longer himself, but has become a part of "nature".
"The [Advanced Inscription: Blessing of the Forest] crafted using materials from the Fairy Dragon is quite effective."
Loya was very satisfied with his condition. "Staying in this forest allows me to receive its amplification, making me stronger, especially its vitality. Now, as long as I don't suffer fatal injuries, I can basically recover to my original state in an instant."
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A day is neither a long nor a short time.
Today, many legendary outsiders have also arrived here.
They were gathering around the temple, spying on what was happening there.
However, apart from that, the legendary native dragonmen of this world have disappeared without a trace.
Even the epic figures of this place, Dadangi and Drunatasha, have vanished without a trace, their very essence gone.
Although it felt very wrong, no one paid any attention to it.
They all kept their eyes glued to the temple.
With a "whoosh," a legendary human warrior clad in silver armor suddenly swaggered toward the temple.
“Weak and foolish.” Among the outsiders around, the golden dragon Lasha couldn’t help but sneer.
Around him were several giant dragons of gold, silver, and bronze.
They are all members of the benevolent dragon race, so they are considered to be on the same side.
The bronze dragon gloated, "If it were really that easy to get into this temple, then we wouldn't need to just stand here and watch."
Lasha turned his head to look into the distance, where a vast expanse of ice and snow came into view, with dozens of white dragons among them.
Halena was among them, staring intently at the benevolent dragons present.
When Lasha looked over, Halena met his gaze and gave him a wickedly bright smile.
'With them around, even if we don't just stand by and watch, it'll be hard for us to benefit. Damn dragons, why aren't you all dead?' Lasha seemed to have seen something disgusting, quickly shifting his attention while still viciously cursing in his mind.
He was truly fed up with these white dragons.
"Wait a little longer. Once our people are almost all gathered, we'll force our way in," Lasha concluded.
"Well, that temple has been washed away by time for countless years, so it can't really be invincible. With the power of our many legends, we are enough to kill epic-level powerhouses. This temple can't possibly be more terrifying than a living epic-level powerhouse, can it?" A silver dragon said elegantly, "I hope there are some treasures inside that can enhance my beauty, otherwise, I've come all this way for nothing."
Silver Dragon's last words made the surrounding dragons roll their eyes, feeling that this was truly an unserious dragon.
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