I became the Great Old One

"It seems that I made a wrong judgment after all."

Nolande world.

In the gorgeous palace of Gatan City, the pioneer Nop sighed from afar.

In front of him, dark clouds rolled and thunders were everywhere. A huge gap slowly tore open in the iron-gray sky, and in the flash of lightning, a huge and hideous steel creature was slowly descending.

The blood-red warships and the air of the Nolande world rubbed against each other at high speed, causing a layer of dazzling arc light to flash on the surface of the warships.

A series of dazzling lights fell from these vicious creatures into the city and the wilderness. After a brief calm, there was a huge mushroom cloud and a huge shock wave that was enough to lift the ground.

Burning pits appeared in patches on the land of the Nolande world.

The weapons of the fire spirits brought indelible trauma to this land. Nop could hear the dense explosions coming from the pits caused by the explosions.

It was like a rolling thundercloud that would never stop.

Nop took a deep breath.

Raising his hand, a blazing light condensed in his palm, and then suddenly split and burst out.

After crossing a distance of dozens of kilometers, the beam of light successfully hit a Red Pirate warship that was descending. The hard shell of the warship was pierced alive, and a violent explosion followed.

The scarlet warship disintegrated in mid-air, turning into a huge burning fireball and crashed.

Being able to project his own power to such a long distance, Nop has made great progress compared to ten years ago. These improvements come from the knowledge shared by the fire spirits.

As the Red Pirate warship crashed, cheers came from the city.

However, Nop shook his head.

He could only use such an attack three times in a short period of time at most, and there were at least more than ten Fire Spirit warships descending on the world of Noland. He could not turn the tide of the battle with his strength alone.

And the other pioneers were not as strong as Nop... Although they could also cause a certain degree of damage to the Red Pirate warship.

But he couldn't destroy it by himself.

And now... the one who is most likely to turn the tide of the battle is only Nop's senior brother, the contemporary wise king of the Dragonborn, Abijah.

"But, Abijah. Are you breaking through to the next realm? Why don't you show up now?" Looking at the empty palace, Nop's heart was full of worries.

Boom!

At this moment.

Three warships of different shapes slowly fell from the rolling dark clouds.

The macro cannons on the warships have locked Nop from a distance, and the terrible beeping sound roared in the void. Nop felt cold all over, and a cold and trembling feeling echoed in his consciousness.

Death is coming!

In front of Nop's eyes, there were layers of illusions of his body disintegrating and the royal city turning into a sea of ​​fire.

But even so, he couldn't retreat.

With Nop's ability to severely damage the interstellar battleship alone, if he wanted to leave, these guys from the Red Pirates could not stop Nop. But as a price, millions of dragonborn in the entire royal city will be completely evaporated in the upcoming blow.

"Since the disaster is caused by me, I should bear the consequences!"

Nop took a deep breath.

The illusion reflected in the subspace disappeared in front of him.

His pupils were filled with terrible energy storms, and an unprecedented amazing momentum soared around him like a hurricane.

Layers of brilliant energy barriers appeared in front of Nop, and the remaining life force was burned into brilliance and flames, turning into the blade of judgment in his hands, and terrible power was ready to go.

Nop was willing to burn his own life to drag those invaders into hell.

"No, Nop... This is not your fault."

But just when Nop was about to fight to the death, a warm and gentle voice came from behind Nop.

The white jade-like palm gently patted Nop's thigh, and the owner of the palm slowly walked out of the brilliant light and shadow.

The invisible and gentle power emanated from his body and merged into Nop's body. The burning life source slowly extinguished under this force, and the blade of judgment condensed in his hand also disappeared.

"My king! You finally woke up!"

The sudden change shocked Nop at first, and then he showed a look of joy on his face.

Abiya.

The first pioneer in the Dragon Dynasty to enter the fourth realm.

The Dragon Dynasty, which was originally in chaos and about to decline, quickly returned to the right track under the leadership of this king, and entered the interstellar era in just a few decades.

Unlike rumors from the outside world, Abiya is not a dragon man like Nop.

He is less than three meters tall, which is similar to that of an ordinary dragon. He is not handsome, but he exudes a holy and ethereal smell.

The scales on his body are transparent and can hardly be seen directly with the naked eye. The long white hair cascades down from Nop's back and spreads to the ankles.

The white linen robe is casually draped over his body.

Abijah narrowed his eyes and wore a lazy smile. His posture did not look like he was in a dangerous battlefield, but rather like he was out for a picnic on a cool autumn day.

"King, the situation is very dangerous now."

Nop stared at the warship cannon emitting dangerous red light in the sky, and said anxiously: "The weapons of those fire spirits are very powerful. If they really fall on the royal city, I am afraid that millions of dragons in the entire city will die."

"This is all my fault. I believed the one-sided words of those fire spirits and brought disaster to the tribe!" Nop punched the railing heavily and said ashamedly.

"Okay, senior brother. I already know the whole story of this matter. The arrival of the fire spirits is not caused by your mistake."

Abiyah said softly: "First, we should remain calm in the face of pressure. Secondly... If you want to destroy my country and enslave my people, it is not enough to rely on these forces alone."

"As a king, I should walk before everyone!"

Swish, swish, swish!

As soon as Abiyah finished speaking.

The cannons of the three red pirate battleships, which had accumulated energy to the limit, began to fire, and dark red light gushed out from the thick gun holes.

In an instant, the light of the entire world seemed to be swallowed up by the huge warship.

Under the gloomy dark clouds, only the red light of despair remained.

Nop opened his eyes wide and subconsciously blocked in front of King Abijah. As a pioneer, his reaction speed was hundreds of times faster than that of ordinary dragons. In his field of vision, the ferocious energy beam first tore the air, and then in the continuous collision, it rippled outward in circles of expanding radiating rings.

The invisible and immaterial air turned into white turbid waves and separated to both sides under the condition of heating and compression.

Before the beam really fell into the royal city, the complex buildings in the royal city began to shake constantly and a large number of cracks appeared, and it seemed that they might explode and collapse completely at any time.

"Divine Art·Nothingness!"

The ancient language came from Abijah's mouth behind him.

The king's pupils flashed with platinum light, and the power and majesty of a god emanated from him.

An invisible wave swept outward, and in Knopp's incredible eyes, those terrible high-energy lasers that were enough to turn the entire city into ruins quickly disappeared like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

The low-hanging dark clouds disappeared, and the golden sunlight shone on the earth again.

The three warships of the Red Pirates were suspended alone in the sky, and black smoke burned in the thick gun holes.

It can be seen that the sophistication of these warships is far less luxurious than the warships that landed on the planet Lagnia last time. The main macro cannons equipped on the warships need to be cooled and reloaded for a long time after each shot.

After a short stop.

The commander on the warship seemed to be frightened by the amazing power displayed by Abiya.

In the deafening noise, the warships hovering on the continent began to rise slowly, trying to leave the world of Noland and wait for the arrival of the follow-up large forces before launching a second round of attacks.

Of course...

What these guys don't know is that their nest has been wiped out by Su Heng.

That huge fleet of fire spirits had not even left the gravitational range of the planet Kosig before it was wiped out by Su Heng, and turned into ruins wandering in the lonely universe.

Those reinforcements will never come again.

And these cruel red pirates will not be able to escape judgment and will pay the price for their actions.

"Divine Art·No Air!"

Abiyah took a deep breath and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his pupils had disappeared, and his deep eye sockets were full of surging energy storms.

The holy linen robe and white long hair all rose into the air, fluttering in the howling hurricane.

It can be seen.

Such a large-scale use of divine arts is a huge burden even for the mysterious and powerful Abiya.

But the effect is immediate!

An invisible stance shrouded the sky above all the red pirate warships, as if invisible hands of ancient gods fell from the sky and held those warships tightly.

No matter how desperately the fire spirits started their engines, the warships could not escape the gravity of the Norland world.

On the contrary, under this huge force, the steel shell was twisted and made a dull roar, and the foul smoke gushed out from the cracks. The flames ignited in the cabin, and the fire spirits howled in fear.

The counterattack of the dragons came at the same time.

The forerunners could project the flames to a range of tens of kilometers with their own strength, and burst out with terrifying power enough to penetrate the armor of the warships.

Although the apocalypse-level strongmen could not cause devastating damage to the warships alone.

But some of them could already fly in the air, either with the help of tamed pterosaurs, or with their own feathered companions, or relying on their own talents...

Thousands of dragon warriors rushed into the interior of the damaged warship like a meteor flying in reverse.

Each dragon warrior can defeat hundreds or thousands of fire spirits on the front battlefield. After losing the advantage of war equipment, the fire spirits inside the warships can't face the angry dragon warriors at all.

A large number of fire spirit pirates were slaughtered.

The warships lost control and crashed into the ground in the hot smoke.

As things developed to this point, with Abijah's great power, the direction of this war has become completely clear.

However...

In the subspace.

Quetzalcoatl stared at his sister, with many doubts clearly revealed in his pupils.

"Those red pirates killed many innocent dragonborn. They are calling my name. Why do you want to stop me from participating in this war?" Quetzalcoatl was puzzled.

Although the spaceships driven by the red pirates can unleash terrifying and devastating attacks.

But there is not much threat to the Quetzalcoatl, regardless of whether those attacks can successfully hit the Quetzalcoatl, which has the void talent. Even if it were a lucky hit, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to penetrate the feathers of Quetzalcoatl and cause substantial damage to him.

As long as he takes action.

Quetzalcoatl is confident that it can end this war in thirty seconds or even ten seconds.

Those fire elves who dare to invade the world of Norland will be punished as they deserve, and those innocent dragon-born human civilians will not lose their lives in this disaster.

"Times are constantly developing...my brother."

Ergani returned with calm eyes: "In the foreseeable future, the dragonborn will face more and more enemies. They will be more cruel and terrifying than the current fire spirits... Blind protection can only make The dragonborn became weak and brought disaster to them. Only cruel war can make the father's family develop and let them always remember that war and destruction are the main themes in the dark universe."

"We must learn to let go..." Ergani said earnestly.

"Well, what you said does make sense."

Quetzalcoatl shook his head. Although he was in a bad mood, he had to admit that Elgani had a more long-term view on this matter than he did.

Uh-huh!

Just when Quetzalcoatl and Elgani were thinking about how to deal with post-war matters, a bright meteor suddenly passed through the sky. Elgani and Quetzalcoatl felt a shuddering sensation almost at the same time. The terrifying aura of heart palpitations came from the brilliant stream of light.

That feeling...

It was like a frog climbing out of the well and looking up for the first time to see the vast ancient starry sky.

Strange, scary, shocking, all-encompassing...it can't be described in words.

The two gods looked at each other and saw the look of horror in each other's eyes. Ergani looked up towards the real world and saw that the primeval forest where the feather god Istaya lived was burning.

Above the steaming flames, an ancient twisted light and shadow loomed.

"What is that!" Quetzalcoatl jumped up from where he was: "The mother goddess Istaya is going to be in danger!"

In front of the Quetzalcoatl, Ergani's beautiful face showed a panicked expression for the first time. She reached out to grab the Wings of the Quetzalcoatl, but her arms fell down weakly.

"That is - the one who unites all things, Yog-Sothoth!" Ergani replied, with unspeakable panic in her voice.