4.6 Billion Year Symphony of Evolution

The sound of cheers echoed above the castle. Except for a few white dragons, all the white dragons were happy with the crystal madness on the throne...

Crystal mad felt the cheers, and several guards brought an armor and a weapon to it.

It is a special weapon that only the king can wear. They are not ordinary cyan, but a wonderful white. After the crystal mad wears this equipment, it raises the sword and shouts: "I will lead you back to the land of the creator. I will promise that every white dragon can live a happy life, and each dragon can have its own house and big dragon!"

"Hey!" Responding to the crystal madness, it was a burst of cheers. The white dragons even used the crystal madness as a creator. They firmly believe that as long as they follow the crystal madness, they will be able to get happiness...

"But..." Crystal Mad suddenly said: "Some dragons must return to the land of creators one step ahead. Before we set foot on the earth, their souls must return here in advance, and we can safely land."

Just like the Jade Dragon and the Dragon, Bai Yulong also believes in the ‘soul’. They believe that death is not the end of life.

"Prophet, are you right?" Crystal mad looked at the old white dragon: "You are the last group of prophets, you can no longer continue to breed. At this moment, it means you must return to the creator." The territory, subject to its call, is also recorded on your 'Prophet Rules'."

"You are saying..." The old white dragon just wanted to scream, but after seeing the crystal mad eyes, it quickly shut up again. Instead, he said, "Yes. Yes... we must... return to the soul in advance."

When the old white dragon said this. The following white dragons suddenly began to talk about them. They seemed to have a very good impression of this prophet. There are quite a few white dragons who are reluctant to look like it...

"Then start here!" Crystal madly threw the sword in his hand to the old white dragon: "Use this sword of the king to end your body."

"..." The old white dragon smashed the sword, and it held the sword in his hand. His eyes were close to the crystal madness. It seemed to be stabbed at any time, but the crystal madness stood in front of it without care. It doesn't seem to worry at all.

In addition to some other reasons, the "Wang Zhijia" worn by Crystal Mad has made it absolutely confident. It says: "Hurry up, the prophet, don't let the creator wait."

"Hey...!" At this time, the old white dragon suddenly raised the sword! Then the sword was reversed and pierced into his throat.

At the time of the blood splattering, the old white dragon also fell to the ground, no longer moving, and suddenly it was awkward. Every white dragon is talking about it, but they all think that the old white dragon is indeed returning to the creator in the form of soul. No dragon doubts the crystal madness.

After seeing the body, Crystal looked at the body and turned to walk around a guard. "Take the body away, and wait for the pup to kill it."

"Hey!" The guard began to move without any hesitation.

"And a few of you, shut up the incompetent king!" Crystal Mad said to another group of guards, they immediately came over and seized the king of the original mountain, and dragged it away despite its yelling and yelling. It is.

"Now, let us celebrate!" Crystal madness raised the sword and the whole castle ushered in a burst of cheers...

The city of Bailong, immersed in joy...

The news that the crystal madness became king soon spread. Although most of the white dragons did not know the crystal madness, they all knew that the crystal madness set foot on the creator's land, gained huge crystallization, and 'repelled' the head. The deeds of the worms, which made the Bailulongs believe that the crystal madness is a better leader, not the original "incompetent" king.

They are also looking forward to being able to set foot on the land of creators. Crystal Mad has said a lot about land, which makes Baijilong very yearning...

As the protagonist of this event, Crystal Mad is now in the largest room at the top of the castle - the royal room, looking at the high stone wall.

Now it has passed three nights and nights since it became king. Although it enjoys the treatment of the king, there are still many problems that have not yet been resolved.

The stone wall depicts a giant creature that looks like a dragon, but the attention of Crystal Mad is not there. It silently says in the mouth: "Kill one... Are there two left?"

"...王!" Suddenly, a shout came from outside the door, attracting the attention of the crystal mad.

"What is so scary?" Crystal mad went to the door, several soldiers were standing in front of the door, they are not ordinary soldiers, each of these white dragons are wearing leather equipment, and covered with seaweed, looks very Suspicious.

However, the most trustworthy of Crystal Mad is that they are.

"Before two nights and nights, some of our team members entered the mine...but they didn't come out again!" said a white dragon named: "We just went to check and found that the entire mine was shaking, and some of them came out. A strange voice, like what creature is calling!"

"Biology... is calling?" Crystal Mad has some doubts. After thinking for a while, he said, "I will personally take the soldiers to see it!"

At the time of the mine...

"Look, the creator is very hungry, it is craving for us!"

Here is a place full of corpses, a large number of shellless split brains gathered here, including the prophet and the sea king, including the Bailong.

Lin's spy stood on the side of the pit filled with split brains. In the potholes, there were occasional buzzing sounds, and with the shackles, the entire cave would tremble slightly.

Obviously, there was some kind of huge creature buried inside, but there was no such phenomenon before, that is to say, after the prophet made the ceremony, it woke up.

Why is that weird ritual awakening this creature? Is it because the sound they emit triggers the brain of this creature?

But this creature seems to be unable to drill out. In order to make it completely 'recovery', the prophet asks the king of the sea to jump into this split brain and completely revitalize it as a 'sacrificial'.

"No..." The sea king stood on the edge of the pothole and slowly stepped back a few steps, looking at the pile of squirming split brain, full of fear.

"No? What are you talking about? Are you still a member of the inspirational?" The prophet said loudly: "This is the last step!"

"That...not the creator!" After the sea king yelled, he turned and ran wildly. (To be continued...)

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