Chapter 98 Black and White Double Dragons

The rough texture of the sand came up from the soles of their feet, letting them know that this was not their fantasy, but that they had truly entered another world.

Old Tang held the pistol and looked around cautiously, fearing that some monster would suddenly come out, just like in the movie.

"Otherwise we stop here, I think Mingfei will definitely notice that we have disappeared and run over to save us.

Isn't that how it's shown in movies? The expedition team goes missing and continues to walk inside without repentance, leaving the rescuers who came to rescue them in vain."

But Qilan on the other side didn't think so, "Rather than just sit back and wait for death, it's better to take the initiative."

"The passage the two of us walked through before was not part of the plan. If we think about it carefully, we have long entered an area that no one else has entered before.

I can’t guarantee that this is the inner layer of hell. According to the instructions in the information, God. The boss may not come here, so we have to find a way out from here quickly and tell the boss the news.”

Standing under a low hill, Qilan looked far ahead. Those huge and exquisite buildings came into view. Although they were dilapidated, it was difficult to conceal the unique beauty.

This is a dragon relic that has never been discovered by modern hybrids. It is the city where the masters of ancient civilizations once lived. If the discoveries here are spread to the outside world, it will definitely greatly fill the knowledge of the hybrid world.

Before, no hybrid race had ever found traces of the existence of these ancient civilizations. Except for themselves, all those prosperous legendary cities seemed to have perished overnight.

His speech spirit began to activate subconsciously, Qilan recited the ancient mantra, and the goddess of fate lifted the veil for him, allowing him to glimpse a corner of fate, travel down the river, and predict the possibilities of the future.

Looking at Qilan with a devilish expression on his face, Old Tang felt as if he had seen a ghost. A normal person before was suddenly shrouded in a divine light.

This made him sigh at the so-called Kassel Academy. If he had the chance, he would also like to study it. This is magic. Magic, even if their wands are all buds, it is really ugly.

But as long as he masters magic, wouldn't he be able to become a winner in life if he has magic?

Well, after thinking about it, Old Tang shook his head. After knowing magic, he still had to save the world. He was so tired that it was better to stay at home and play games.

…

The black dragon and the white dragon competed to fly in the sky, and from time to time they even went to the sea to play in the water together. It can be seen that their relationship was very good, and time passed like this.

They used their own blood to create the second generation of dragons. After the second generation, they no longer had the ability to create. They began to combine and reproduce.

They have their own territory, their own people, and their own king, but they are still the best brothers.

They are the first people created by the king, and they are the ones closest to the kings, so even the king's will cannot be imposed on them.

Until one day, the black dragon came to the huge castle. It was a building with Indian characteristics, with overlapping carvings stacked into spires, eaves and lattice carvings or mural decorations, and most of the decorations.

They all have various dragon patterns, full of strong religious atmosphere, noble and mysterious.

"Bastewick, did you really agree to him?"

There was unspeakable anger in the black dragon's tone, but he did not dare to make a loud noise. It seemed that he was afraid of being heard by the great master. Only the existence of ancient civilizations like them would know what horrific consequences that would cause.

The white dragon in the main hall looked indifferently at this good brother who broke into his home. He was Bastwick.

"This is reality, Adian, can't you wake up from your ideals?! I've had enough of your ideals. There's no difference between you and King Bai. They're both lunatics."

You are the darling of the sky, so naturally you don’t have to suffer these things. But I am the flame of being despised. If I don’t agree to dominate, how do you think I can survive?”

"Many dragons have already responded to us. We can do it, but that one can't hold on much longer."

"The last person who said this was King Bai, and his current fate, do you still want to think about it again?"

The giant white dragon points to the northernmost point. Through the broken glass, a faint glimmer of ice blue stands erected at the northernmost point, like a pillar standing in the sky.

That is the Lord's punishment for the rebels and the warning to these first-generation species. He is the Lord of the dragon clan and the only supreme being in this world. No dragon can disobey Him.

"Look at the farthest north, do you see the copper pillar of the sea of ​​ice? Even if it is as great as the White King, it is impossible. Who else? No dragon can fight against the Lord!

Adian, for the sake of the two of us who have been brothers for so long, stop trying to fight against the Lord, no one can defeat Him, this is the reality!"

Bastwick roared out, and a little fire flickered on his white scales. Adian knew that one of his emotions in this state had reached its extreme.

"No, that's not it."

Adian shook his head. The great Lord of Winds had already told him how to succeed. Even if there was only one chance in ten thousand, they would definitely be able to wait for the result.

But he couldn't tell others, as it would affect the overall plan, but he didn't want to just watch his brothers become strangers and hate each other.

As if thinking of something bad, Heilong's face began to look depressed.

"He has changed. He is no longer our king. Look at the changes in our nation over the years. We are going downhill and our civilization is regressing.

Suspicion, war, and now the establishment of the Presbyterian Church will definitely cause greater fear, even the two of us will be suspicious here."

"He is not our king, but he is our father, the father of all our dragon clans. Without him, there would be no us."

"But He is just that,"

"Adian!

Can you put away those idiotic ideas of yours? If you refuse to join the Presbyterian Church this time, the Lord will be the first to deal with you."

"I don't." Heilong said extremely stubbornly, "You don't even think about leaving here." So Heilong blocked the door with his huge body and expressed his attitude of stopping Bailong with his actions.

Bai Long looked at Hei Long in astonishment. This stupid big man was still so stupid, like a child who had not grown up. His eyes vaguely returned to the past.

They had just been created by the great master, and their consciousness was still hazy. Pasterwick felt his back sink. The uncomfortable feeling made him wake up early. The black-scaled Adian was drooling.

Sleeping soundly on his back.

Bai Wang, who was watching from the side, said with a smile, "These are two interesting little guys. Apart from the four pairs, you are the only one. You have to take good care of this little brother from now on."

So the white-scaled self didn't dare to move, for fear of waking up Adian who was sleeping on his back.

How could he, a dragon with the element of fire, entangle himself with a dragon with the element of wind? This was a question that had troubled him for a long time.

"Adian."

Bastwick's expression softened, and he softly called the black dragon's name.

"Have you changed your decision?" Heilong's stubborn expression suddenly turned into joy.

The white dragon slowly walked to the black dragon, and the black dragon, which had lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years, immediately followed him, like a follower.

"Yes." Pastwick nodded. A trace of complicated emotions flashed through his golden pupils, and finally turned into determination. He finally had to face the choice of fate.

"Adian, if there is a future, I will personally apologize at that time."

Before Adian could react, the white dragon tore the black dragon's body apart with his sharp claws, ending the life of his body.

Black Dragon widened his eyes. He could never have imagined that one day he would be attacked by his best brother. His unsuspecting body would directly fall apart under the premeditated attack.

This is the method that Basderwick chose. As long as Adian goes to reincarnation, he will not be implicated, and no one will involve the dead dragon. Otherwise, with Adian's character, he will definitely take the lead in rebuttal

That Lord, there was nothing he could do to save him at that time.

No one can leave the dragon from the hands of that master. He is the core of this civilization and the only one.

…

This is an unprecedented change. It is the first time that Qilan peeks into the past. Before, he always thought that he could only see the future, but he did not expect that his speech spirit could also peek into the past.

Perhaps it was the strangeness of this world, or perhaps he had mastered the power given by God, which led to the re-evolution of Yanling. In short, he saw the past of this ruins, and also saw a powerful corner of the Dragon Clan.

"Just keep going."

He opened his eyes and looked at the familiar sacred temple. The first battle between black and white took place there. He didn't know if he could see more inside.

It didn't take them long to cross the yellow sand. They crossed this small piece of yellow sand in a few minutes. The sight was green trees, green trees, and rippling water. It looked like the one they passed by at night.

forest.

Two stone pillars block the junction between the city and the forest. Three lion statues sit high at the head of the pillars, and ancient Sanskrit carvings are carved on the pillars.

"This word seems to be similar to the one on the material I bought. Is it the Sanskrit you said? Can you translate it?"

Old Tang touched the stone pillar curiously. The things that appeared in this world must be unusual. He was now very curious about what content was recorded on the stone pillar, such as what this world is.

Qilan nodded. He looked at the words seriously. With his half-legged cat's knowledge of Sanskrit, he was able to decipher some things.

"We, the gods in the east, build a city here, the king..."

But when he actually saw those words, Qilan suddenly had a headache. Some of the words were indeed similar to existing Sanskrit, but more were similar but different. He could only try his best to guess.

It was he who underestimated the history of this relic. The stone pillars were not written in Sanskrit, but in characters older than Sanskrit. That was the origin of Sanskrit.

"So what's the content?"

Old Tang looked at Qilan expectantly. This man who was a bit obsessed had been looking at it for a long time, so he must have an interpretation.

Qilan's raised head lowered, "Let's go see what's in this city." Then he walked quickly through the two stone pillars.

"Oh, wait, did you translate anything?" Old Tang quickly caught up, "Come on, come on, come on, why do you like being a riddler so much? Guessing riddles is not fun at all."

Qi Lanquan pretended not to hear. Could it be that he told him bluntly that his ability was limited and he couldn't translate it?

He felt that Old Tang would definitely ridicule him with his character.

Qilan quickly walked into a building, and the overall feeling was just one word - big.

Standing at the empty doorway, he felt like an ant that accidentally broke into the human world. The owner of the house could trample him to death with just a single kick.

He also looked for any missing items that might allow him to deduce a corner of the life of the Dragon Clan, but these huge houses seemed to be empty shells, with only their appearance and appearance.

It's like a rough house, but it's more refined than a rough house. To put it bluntly, it's a renovated house without added furniture. The buildings here seem to be built for construction, not for people to live in.

"Do you think these ancient people were mentally ill? They built such big houses and couldn't live in them. Is it just to look good?"
To be continued...