Starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 103 This is, the Great Desolation Starfall! (610)

"I noticed the existence of the dragon!"

The spear was thrown, leaving behind a red tail light, flashing bright traces in the sky, like a comet, showing no sign of falling.

The next moment, the picture changed and turned into pitch black.

The darkness was not because Mo Qiuran lost consciousness, but because the object in front of him was originally pitch black, smooth as a mirror, about three meters long and wide, occupying all the field of vision.

The angle of view slowly zoomed out, and Mo Qiuran suddenly discovered that it was a scale!
Countless pieces of such huge scales are combined in this way, interlinked with each other, and finally attached to the body of a giant.

Dragon.

Black dragon.

Black King, Ned Hogg!
The name flashed across Mo Qiuran's mind the moment he saw it.

There is no other dragon that can have such a stalwart body and such a powerful strength!

He is the Dragon Emperor Nidhogg, the incarnation of despair that brought the end to the world!

Mo Qiuran had seen Black King Nid Hogg's paintings when Professor Schneider was giving them orientation training, but after all, paintings were just paintings, and pictures were just pictures.

And now, Mo Qiuran is looking directly at him!

The sky is black, and there are thunderstorms amidst the dense dark clouds, and the air is deadly and dignified, a scene before the end is approaching.

In such a background, the black giant dragon spread its wings, and it was as huge as covering the clouds and the sun. Surrounded by inexplicable singing, it was an unimaginable way of pronunciation, and the muddy and hoarse voice was full of kingly Majestic, like church bells.

Mo Qiuran understood.

That is the language of the dragon - "Praise my king's awakening, destruction is rebirth!"

But Mo Qiuran didn't have the slightest feeling of being called by the great master. He could understand not because he had the same blood in his body, but because he, the dragon slaying warrior, Atreus could understand, Atreus Si can understand it because he has killed too many dragons!

Extreme anger and fighting intent rose in his heart, which was the blood of the dragon slayer began to boil... the blood of mortals!
It seemed to be aware of the threat from life, and it was funny because it was classified as prey by a small mortal, and then it was angry. The black dragon rose into the sky, roaring and roaring like the death bell.

"The dragon is flying across the sky, its wings are flapping," the heavy voice sounded again, "That is our battle song!"

Mo Qiuran looked towards the sky in one direction as if feeling something, there... something is coming!

Soon, the thick dark cloud was broken by the extremely sharp creation, and the channel it passed through was not closed for a long time due to the tragic breath, so the light shone in along its channel, splitting the darkness of the doomsday!
That is - a long gun!
An extremely sharp spear!
The comet-like spear thrown by "myself" before!
Take the gun as the road and light as the road!
Spear, pointing at the gods!
The comet-like long spear began to fall, and the red and light gold of the gun pierced a gorgeous path of light in the pitch-black doomsday scene.

"I want the dragons to experience their own strength, smash into the scales, pierce into the flesh, and never break their promise." The voice said.

So, on the falling spear, the spear point made of dragon tail spikes pierced the black dragon's huge body!

The terrifying roar sounded again, but this time, there was a hint of disbelief in it, and then, there was an even more violent anger.

However, this is just the beginning.

The road opened by the spear and the light will be walked by mortals!
Wearing armor, he swooped down along the light path connecting heaven and earth, behind him was a murderous intent like a sea of ​​blood, and the broken clouds behind him turned into the appearance of a roaring dragon, just like stars falling !
"This is, the Great Desolation Starfall!"

……

From the perspective of the headmaster and Fingal.

The boy who was about to write suddenly paused, as if the pause button was pressed, and his eyes closed, as if... fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Qiuran fell into a deep sleep, and then another thing woke up on him.

He opened his eyes, and the dazzling golden light made the expressions of the principal and Fingel shudder at the same time.

What kind of eyes are those eyes... They have been through the flames of war and wind and frost, but their unshakable will has never wavered. They are people born for fighting, with a lingering aura, and they are born to die!

Just the change of a pair of eyes, the original elegance and poetry brought by the peach blossom eyes and willow eyebrows have all disappeared, and what remains is the steely fighting spirit!The name is Unyielding!

After being overwhelmed by the momentum and reacting, the principal and Fingel looked at each other subconsciously, because they thought of one thing at the same time - this is the principal's office!

The principal's office is also within the scope of the night watchman's words and commandments!
And Mo Qiuran, effortlessly, ignited his golden pupils!
At least, in the eyes of the principal and Fingel, this is the golden pupil!
So for Mo Qiuran, the 3E exam is meaningless now, because only the S-level can ignite the golden pupil and boil the dragon's blood in the word spirit and commandment released by the S-level!
But the headmaster and Fingel did not relax. Instead, they tensed their bodies. The bulging muscles represented their tension at this time, because being able to ignite the golden pupil and boil the dragon's blood meant that the spirit of speech could be released, and Mo Qiuran The spirit of speech... Even if it is only a small release, the principal's office will have to be redecorated!

In his nervousness, Fingel actually remembered the joking conversation with Mo Qiuran yesterday. Now it seems that the joke about bombing the school is about to come true, and it actually started from the holy place in the hearts of the students, the principal's office?

As expected of an S-level freshman, the big news never stopped!Fingel was on alert and prepared to shoot at all times while thinking in his mind, he had even started to conceive how to use this to write news in the future, so he said [Shocked! The Birth of S Class!The golden pupil ignited in the precepts], and then another [Madden!The principal's office was nearly destroyed!Who is so insane], a set of combined punches can definitely make a lot of money!

Under their tense vigilance, Mo Qiuran who lit the "Golden Eyes" did not intend to release the words.

He just looked at the principal indifferently first, then at Finger and Chu Zihang, and finally bowed his head and began to write silently. His straight back and indifferent expression were exactly the same as Chu Zihang's.

The headmaster and Fingel breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

……

"What are you fighting for?"

A voice sounded in Mo Qiuran's mind, as if asking from the heart.

"I don't know." Mo Qiuran replied subconsciously, a slide-like image flashed in his mind, but it was a mess, just like his thoughts at this time.

Yeah, myself... why are you fighting for something, is it really just for fun?
Or... something else?

"It doesn't matter what you fight for, it matters who you fight for!"

The man in armor stepped on the black dragon's head and pulled out the sharp spear. His eyes looked directly at Mo Qiuran, and the golden light dissipated. It was as black as ink.

"We all have to find our place."

　The sleeping machine went to bed at three o’clock yesterday, and was woken up by the kindergarten downstairs singing at nine o’clock in the morning... I got up to type, but I felt completely out of shape because I didn’t have a good rest... This little orgasm can be regarded as a bumpy code. I'll take a nap later to restore my state, I'm so sleepy... I'll code again after I get up from sleep!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)