The chosen boss of the end times, just wants to lie down

Chen Ye didn't pay attention to this massive killing spree. She had already flown to the island to deliver the crystal to Dunmo.

Since it is new land, we need to prepare more materials.

When she sneaked into the space and waited for Cass to catch fish for her, she suddenly heard a call from the depths of the Mountain of Beasts.

The dragon's roar was low and trembling, like the cold wind of late autumn sweeping through the fallen leaves, bringing with it endless desolation and sadness.

After hearing this, Chen Ye didn't care about Cass on the bottom of the sea, got on the aircraft and drove towards the deep pool.

The white mist that used to flow endlessly suddenly disappeared behind it for no reason.

The sky above the deep pool seemed to be a little darker. The clouds were low and vertical, and the light passed through the thick clouds, casting mottled shadows on the tops of the mountains.

In the deep pool, a huge black dragon was reflected in the air. It was a blurry figure, looming as if through a layer of mist.

The huge body swirled into a ball, as if a gust of wind could blow it away. The scales that were once as white as fine black jade were now dull and lifeless.

Chen Ye opened the cockpit cover, stopped in front of it, and stared at it quietly.

The entire Wanshou Mountain was as quiet as death.

Even the wind stopped.

There was an indescribable smell in the air around them, which was a sign of death, but it was also different from the ordinary.

It is a feeling of depth, solemnity, and even sacredness.

The black dragon slowly opened its eyes, flickering with a faint light and an innate majesty, as if telling of its past glory. However, that weak breath made people feel endless desolation and helplessness.

A deep and distant voice came: "You are here."

It slowly stretched out its body, displaying its full dragon power in mid-air.

"With my flesh and blood, and the white lotus to boil my bones and muscles, I will eventually become—"

The black dragon sighed deeply.

A heavy feeling of sadness enveloped the place, and the air became solemn and depressing.

Chen Ye's blood seemed to be flowing backwards, and his chest felt like it was being pressed by a huge rock. As if he was resonating with this solemn and tragic scene, he felt as sad as if a sharp blade was cutting his heart. Every cut drew out pieces of broken flesh.

She knew that this was the effect of its reverse scale.

A fist-sized bead glowing with colorful light slowly flew towards Chen Ye.

"Take it, Heart of Creation."

Chen Ye gently reached out and caught it.

The warm beads seemed to contain tremendous and endless power, and also brought with them wisps of refreshing fragrance that made people feel soothed.

It once said it would destroy the white lotus.

But now, looking at its compassionate eyes, and its appearance that was so weak that it would disappear into the world at any moment, Chen Ye opened her mouth and found her throat dry and waves of pain rising from her chest, making it impossible for her to utter a single word.

It took a long time to calm down a little, and then it sighed, "What is this used for?"

"You bring the Heart of Creation to the Dragon Cave, and it will naturally ease the tension in the world. However, the real Heart of Creation requires the sacrifice of the five colored dragons of black, gold, red, blue, and white. Therefore, this Heart of Creation can only ease the tension for a period of time."

"How long is a period of time?"

“Unpredictable!”

"Where is the dragon cave?"

The black dragon sent another golden bead over.

"Eat it! Then you will be able to sense the location of the dragon cave and will be able to guide you in the right direction. Moreover, the power I left in you can be freely controlled by your thoughts."

The temperature of this bead was higher than that of the Heart of Creation. When she took it in her hand, she felt a burning sensation.

It’s so hot that my throat will probably be burned before I even swallow it.

"hot!"

It was as if a chuckle sounded in my ears.

"This is made from the refining of the Dragon Ball and the Heart Scale. It has been baptized by the White Lotus, and you have the powerful protection of the Reverse Scale Helmet, so there is no need to be afraid. However, I have taken away a lot of the spiritual energy of this world during the refining process, and I don't know how long it can last."

"It's okay. I'll go find the gems."

She was a little moved.

Although the dragon's entire body is full of treasures, the most important things were all left to himself.

This feeling of being touched does not come from a resonance in the body's blood, but from a true emotional touch in the heart.

Originally, she had experienced all kinds of suffering in the cruel reality of her previous life, and had developed a mental defense as strong as a solid wall.

After her rebirth, it was her family who gave her the determination to fight again.

It was the first warmth brought by Mai Zihao, the sincerity sent by Qin Wei, and it was He Fen and others who struck at his long-dormant conscience.

In the doomsday, countless people sacrificed their lives heroically to defend their homes. In the most tragic way, they struggled hard for the remaining people in the world amidst one disaster after another, and won back a little time.

And now, this black dragon in front of it is about to disappear. What right does it have?

I only have a little conscience, but I will never easily ruin this hard-earned life.

She looked down at the two beads in her hands, not daring to look up at the dragon's eyes. It took her a long time to find her voice: "You are a black dragon that is regarded as an ominous sign. You have always been hunted down and killed. In the end, you didn't want to break free from this bondage, but became the savior of the world?"

Its breath became weaker, and its voice had become ethereal, like wind that could not be grasped and dissipated in an instant.

"My life force is gone, and I cannot escape. I will eventually be buried in the darkness of the abyss. Rather than disappearing into the void of heaven and earth, I would rather return to my homeland."

Thousands of years of restraint and suppression have long since eroded its vitality.

The long loneliness now seems like a blink of an eye. Let it become glorious once more in the last moment.

"The Dragon Ball is engraved with the seal of the Ancestral Dragon Cave. Remember, return the Heart of Creation immediately."

After saying that, it leaped into the air with all its might, letting out a long dragon roar.

The dragon's roar was high and sharp, as if a sharp blade was tearing the air. The air between heaven and earth seemed to be compressed as much as possible, giving it its last breath.

The sorrowful dragon roar is filled with resentment and unwillingness. Every note is like tears of blood dripping from its heart, telling of endless sadness and determination.

This dragon roar was its last display of power and its final cry.

By the end, the pressure in the voice was gone, it sounded like a remembrance of the past, or a cry of sorrow.

All the animals in the entire Wanshou Mountain, whether it was the ferocious beasts, tiny insects, flowers and birds, and even all the animals in the ocean, felt this unusual dragon roar.

They seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, kneeling with their heads bowed, eyes closed and speechless, silently paying tribute to the king who was about to disappear.

Chen Ye's chest ached, his blood was boiling, and the refined dragon ball in his hand shone brightly with golden light, burning like fire.

She was so shocked by the dragon's roar that she couldn't control herself. A clear and loud howl came out from her throat, as if it was a response to the dragon's roar, or a retention when she couldn't give up. The long howl lasted for a long time, echoing in the valley for a long time.

As the long roar ended, the huge shadow of the black dragon gradually drifted in the wind and finally disappeared between heaven and earth.

The wailing of all living things filled the air.

The entire mountain is filled with the chirping of insects and birds, the roaring of wild beasts, and the singing of whales and the complaining of fish in the ocean.

At this moment, life and death, glory and decay, strength and fragility are intertwined to form a shocking picture.