The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

After a long night, before midnight, the huge mobile city Shangshu finally appeared in front of the two of them.

Chapter 123: Seeking Orders in Dreams

Early morning, cloudy weather.

Dayan Shangshu, at the end of Yingfeng Road, stands an inn.

Here is antique, good wine and tea, with the best style of Shangshu.

Red plaque, gold lettering.

"Xingyu".

But it was different from the past, whether it was the host or the guest in the inn, there was a sorrowful look on their brows.

The man who looked like a shopkeeper frowned as he watched the fewer and fewer collections in recent days.

"Hey, this performance, why did you encounter unexpected disasters? Worry, worry."

The inn clerk was also restless, comforting the shopkeeper.

"I heard that Mr. Liang has reported to the imperial court and started inviting people to jointly hunt that evil beast."

"This is the second time. Last time, I had a few experts from the Escort Bureau follow. Who came back last time? Only half of them."

The shopkeeper doesn't seem to be optimistic.

"I just saw it from a distance, but I understood it at a glance. If you want to deal with that kind of evil beast, at least four or more celestial masters should be invited to take action."

The inn clerk couldn't help being startled when he heard these words.

The shopkeeper traveled all over the world when he was young, he had never seen anything in the world, and he was also a first-class player in the world, but his attitude was so negative.

"I couldn't see it from behind. What kind of beast is that?"

When the shopkeeper thought of it, he couldn't help but let out a long hiss.

"It's indescribable. It's as big as a mansion, with four wings and four legs, and scales like ancient rocks. The most terrifying thing is the belly. It's like a bloody mouth with countless big and small mouths. Small fangs and sharp teeth, even experienced veterans will be scared out of their wits when they see them."

"It's really weird, how did Shang Shu grow such a monster."

Upstairs, the two resting eyes met.

"You seem to be very understanding?"

Xi took a sip of tea and said to Sang who narrowed her eyes.

"Four wings and four legs, an immortal ancient dragon... but with a deformed body, is it just a descendant with high purity?"

"Another monster that fell from your world? Enough is enough."

Group%~chat}: |-wife~wu#&半*一&/三+三@种|{二&>but the damage caused by the dragon seems to be overdone, although Lingjie is half awake and half drunk all day long, but It is not a character that will let go.

Is it possible....

"Then what is the immortal ancient dragon, is it very strong?"

"There are differences between different individuals, and it shouldn't be immortal. It's probably just its descendants, but the purity is probably higher than that of flying dragons."

"So strong?"

"Comparing strength is just a child's game. There are many factors that determine the outcome. But hunting dragons requires a specific killing method."

"specific?"

"It doesn't seem to be difficult for this country. The weakness of the ancient dragon is lightning. Only lightning can pierce the immortal dragon scales. Of course, the next generation is not immortal. The sword is still effective, but the requirements are greatly increased."

"The power of the dragon is unquestionable, otherwise I would not have set foot on the path of the ancient dragon."

Xi frowned and asked again.

"my words--"

"You are weak."

"(▼皮▼#)"

Xilian took a few breaths to suppress Yan Guo's swearing stuck in her throat.

He said with an unhappy face.

"Now this city is sailing to Yumen, and not far from there is Youmu's dungeon. Do you plan to take care of the time in between?"

Sang put down the teacup.

Dragon hunting? It was a long time ago.

Considering that he will meet Youmu next time, he will be more confident in recovering some strength.

"Well, let's kill it."

It was an understatement, but that cold tone made Xi tremble all over.

Realized once again how dangerous the person in front of him was.

"Find a local and ask about the situation."

"If this is the case, find my eldest sister."

"Where is the man?"

"Let's hold on to Jiangfeng. I'm not sure. I haven't come out for hundreds of years. But you can find it in your dreams."

"The ability of dreams?"

"It's a part of it. For a person like you, maybe even your dreams are conspicuous."

Sang suddenly bowed his head and fell silent.

"how?"

"I suddenly remembered that I haven't had a dream since I was a hundred years old."

In other words, after he had no need for sleep, he never slept again, and only closed his eyes a few times to rest his mind.

"When you come to this world, there are many things you don't do that you have to do again."

"Forget it, let's try after a long time."

In an instant, Sang bowed his head and fell on the table.

The huge movement attracted the attention of others.

"Girl, is your boyfriend okay?"

"Get a doctor quickly!"

"Why did something bad happen again?"

The fearful Xi suddenly felt unwell.

"Why is it so sudden! Show me the atmosphere! The execution is too fast, you xxx Yanguo is swearing!!!"

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"It's here."

According to the ghost's report, he came here to hunt and kill the suspected demon monster that destroyed nearly ten surrounding villages and left a large number of flame traces.

When he came to the village that was recently victimized, he couldn't help but stare at him, showing obvious repulsion in his eyes.

On a huge blazing fire, countless scorched corpses exude a disgusting smell of meat, and the incomplete but regular arrangement is obviously a wild ritual.

It reminded him of what Casas had done.

Seeing the woman's scorched corpse hugging the cold corpse tightly, the killing intent in his heart became even stronger.

The demon's movement speed will not be so fast, but the traces of the chaotic flames will not be fake.

It's a conjurer, maybe it's those crazy accumulators.

Wandering in the village, he suddenly noticed something. Next to a scorched corpse, there was a bloody dagger lying upside down, and the road formed by the blood stains clearly appeared in front of him.

"found it."

He immediately ran after him at full speed.

The reverse over there is another village, and no more people can die.

The end of the bloodstain stopped in a cave.

It was just a small cave, and the figure curled up in the darkness could be seen at a glance from the outside.

"Cold...cold...ahh...so cold..."

"......Come."

With the flames of incantation burning on the blade, he intended to give the wretch his death as he pleased.

And also aware of the danger, the meaningless broken thoughts instantly turned into screams and roars, and flames burned on his hands.

The six black wings flapped, and in just a split second, the monster arrived in front of Sang.

instinct.

Accumulated over half a hundred years, more than five-figure killings formed the instinct to chop.

A cool head slows down before it takes action.

Arms, six wings, flames.

All resistance abilities were cut off in an instant, bloody scattered on the ground.

Kicked down from the lower body, stepped on the head, the blade was only an inch away from it.

stopped.

For him who has returned to being alone, how many people are left who can shake his lonely heart.

But when he spoke, even he was angry at his own puzzled voice.

"...Palotas?"

But at this time, behind him.

A blue pretty figure emerged holding a flagon.

Chapter 124: The Return of the Crow

Don't want to admit it.

There is always hope that nothing will change, the great becomes mediocre, the good becomes evil, the beautiful becomes ugly, change is a sad thing at this time.

Realization was too slow.

When he saw the black feather falling next to the bloodstain, he should think of it, and when he looked at the familiarity of the village with the same origin as his own spell fire, he should have noticed that those were the clues left by him.

When everything happened, Sang's thought extended in the first second was dissatisfaction and harshness towards himself.

And a deep distaste for such harshness.

"...Palotas."

"You're crazy."

He looked at those eyes, the eyes that once exuded gentle and wise light, but now they are crazy and frightened.

The palm of the hand clenched the hilt of the sword again.

The flames of the spell lit in the other hand.

Then radiate.

【warm fire】

This was the last spell Palotas had taught him.