I am God!

"do you know?"

"The Silver Dragon King is back."

Soon, the news about the return of the Silver Dragon King spread throughout the Full Moon Land, and many people knew about it. Perhaps this was also due to the message sent by the crystal head.

When people mention this Silver Dragon King, the image of a cold swordsman holding a mithril sword always comes to mind, killing monsters walking on the earth without mercy, and there are many stories and legends about him. in this way.

He looks tall and thin, and his expression is that of a taciturn person, but he is the one who seals, kills, and expels the most weird things among all the dragon kings.

He sealed a large number of weirdos, or imprisoned them in orichalcum boxes with mithril stakes, or killed them and forced them to enter reincarnation.

To this day, many places still retain the battlefields where he once fought against monsters and the remaining mithril piles, as well as some ancient silver families guarding the orichalcum box. He seems to like to nail monsters up and put them in the box, and wants to make them Those weirdnesses continue to hurt and torture.

just.

His murderous aura is directed at all the weird things walking on the earth. It is said that he is also a very kind person in normal times.

This land of the full moon was able to truly become the territory of dragon civilization in the first place, mostly due to the contribution of Bahabali, the Silver Dragon King.

The Black Iron Dragon King built civilization, the Bronze Dragon King built cities, and the Silver Dragon King was the one who drove most of the weirdos out of the Full Moon Land.

Therefore, Bahabali mostly heard such words when he walked between towns and villages.

"Those monsters are going to be in trouble."

"The Silver Dragon King will definitely drive these guys out!"

"Someone in our village has been infected with a strange disease recently. It must be caused by something strange!"

"These monsters are so scary. Everything could be related to them. The water in the tank, the fish in the lake, or even the wind in the sky could be them. It's hard to guard against them."

"It would be better to kill all these monsters."

"The Silver Dragon King will never show mercy to these monsters."

When Bahabali heard these words, he felt an inexplicable recognition in his heart.

But some people knew this was impossible and shook their heads.

"Don't be ridiculous, weird things can't be killed, they are immortal."

When Bahabali heard this sentence, he felt a strong heart blockage.

at night.

He tossed and turned, even after falling asleep, he suddenly woke up and grabbed the sword beside him.

"They are immortal."

He recalled what he had said during the day and suddenly burst into boundless anger and hatred.

"It would be better to kill all these monsters."

"Just let them all disappear from this world."

That kind of hatred has no reason but is deeply rooted in his heart, but it is more likely that he has forgotten the weird reasons for hating him.

"Could it be that the promise on that sword is to kill weirdos?"

"Yeah, if it wasn't to kill weirdos, why did I choose the power of mithril in the first place?"

He got up and walked into the distance, learning about all the weapons available in this world.

There are many kinds of mithril weapons in this world, including swords mixed with mithril, arrows with mithril as arrowheads, knight guns with mithril as the tip, etc., and they all look different. But in total, it is almost equal to one kind.

That is to use the properties of mithril to break it into the weird body to destroy its vitality.

Most of these weapons can be made at the first level.

At the second level, the silver dragon can create a more terrifying thing, the poison of silver mercury, which is attached to the mithril weapon and penetrated into the body of the living species. The most terrifying poison will spread along the opponent's vitality. Every corner of the body can instantly paralyze the entire life system of a living species.

When it reaches the third level, the silver dragon has a weapon body. Its own body and blood are weapons. They can transform themselves into various weapons. They are not limited to a certain form. They can be said to be the most terrifying. Combat weapons, but different silver dragons basically choose one main weapon form as the core.

But until now, there has been no weapon that can truly kill the weird.

The only method that can barely be called killing the weird is to turn the weird into another weird through the power of distortion.

After entering this era.

Bahabali has seen all kinds of mithril weapons and all kinds of silver dragons, and was a little disappointed in the end.

But one day he saw a pot of medicine used by a doctor boiling herbs explode, and he thought thoughtfully: "Why is this?"

The pharmacist said matter-of-factly: "Because it couldn't withstand the power of the water vapor inside, it exploded."

Of course Bahabali knew this, but this scene suddenly inspired him.

He suddenly felt.

Since mithril can destroy strange vitality and make them completely lose their vitality, why must it be mithril that creates the lethality?

If the vitality of a monster is destroyed through mithril, then the monster whose life is destroyed will usually be the same as a dead object. Why can't the monster be made into a weapon, and at the critical moment, just launch it into the body of another monster? That's it.

Then, that weird thing will explode like a pot that cannot hold the internal pressure, right?
If a person eats too many monsters, the most terrifying distortions will occur, but monsters will not devour each other. Although there will not be a conflict between two powers and distortion, they will also have terrible sequelae.
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"Is there something weird here?"

"There is a terrible man-eating monster in the lake far away."

"I'll help you get rid of it."

"Really, thank you so much."

Deep in the forest path.

He saw the shadow in the lake. It was a very powerful being. Every move he made could trigger the flow of water in the entire lake, and even the entire forest was affected by it at some level.

Perhaps it has something to do with the past. He seems to hate weird things related to water. Every time he sees such weird things, he can't help but hold down the sword at his waist.

but.

He now has good means.

He stretched out his hand, and his entire hand, half of his arm, and his right chest turned into a silver crossbow that exuded cold light. A special arrow had already been stringed, and it was tensed on it, waiting to be fired at any time.

There is a relief sculpture on the arrow that looks like a salamander clinging to it. It seems that it is still alive, which is actually the case.

"call out!"

Bahabali took aim and shot the arrow.

The arrow accurately entered the weird body, and then the weird shape quickly expanded.

Another weird thing entered its body and was released, but at the same time its vitality was constantly destroyed by the power of mithril and silver mercury poison, and then it was constantly eroded by another weird force. The two weird life forces were stirred together, and the flesh and blood were constantly stirred and stirred.

In the end, not only the vitality and flesh and blood, but also things belonging to the more fundamental level of divine blood finally mixed and collided together, and this time a qualitative change occurred.

The weird thing in the lake broke through the water, and you can see that its original form that was closer to water and transparent began to change into that of a fish and a lizard, or it was constantly changing between the two, but its scales were constantly flowing. The thick, foul-smelling mucus swelled its body to an extremely terrifying level.

Finally, there was a violent explosion.

"Boom!"

The horrific explosion blew up the entire lake, and strong winds and water waves swept through the surrounding forest.

The water they spat out directly corroded the surrounding forest.

The breath they exhale directly poisons all life that passes by, including microorganisms.

In the end, both monsters disappeared, leaving only a puddle of rotten flesh in place, but in the end, the mithril arrows at their core continued to kill and destroy their vitality.

As a result, the mountain of meat continued to collapse downwards, and finally it all shrank and merged into the arrow.

The arrow was even more terrifying and thicker, emitting a dirty and mottled cold light.

Even looking at it is dizzying, and smelling it is probably enough to poison a dragon beast over ten meters in size.

This.

It is a fusion of mithril and two weird and terrifying weapons.

Bahabali stepped forward and carefully picked up the arrow again. He felt that it was extremely heavy, as if he were holding a hill in his hand. Ordinary extraordinary professionals would probably not be able to pick it up.

"two."

"The more monsters you kill, the dirtier it becomes, and the more terrifying the arrow becomes."

"The next time it is launched, it is estimated that it will still contain the power of these two weird powers, as well as the radiation caused by the conflict between their powers."

But the same thing is that he must use more and more powerful power to destroy the opponent's continuous flow of life force and suppress the opponent.

The more terrifying the power of this weapon, the stronger his own strength must be to suppress it, otherwise he will only suffer its backlash.

It may even be that after being launched, not only cannot it be recovered, but the disaster caused will also affect itself and destroy it.

The silver crossbow on his right arm was still intact.

He carefully stringed the arrow, then completely cut off its life force and sealed it layer by layer.

There was a hint of joy and a smile on Bahabali's face.

After possessing the fourth level of power, he finally found the weapon he wanted.

Since then.

Silver Dragon's power system has also gradually improved.

A first-level silver dragon that makes ordinary mithril metal weapons.The second-level silver dragon makes mithril weapons that can release silver mercury poison.

The third-level silver dragon transforms itself into a weapon dragon, possessing a variety of powerful extraordinary weapon forms.

As for fourth-level silver dragons, they can build more powerful and complex extraordinary weapon structures. A weapon may even be as big as a tower or a palace, but what is fired at the same time is no longer ordinary mithril. Weapons, but similar to the weird-killing weapons created by Bahabali at the moment.

Of course, this is not static. As weapons are updated and become more powerful, the shape and power of these silver dragons will become more and more powerful.

After all, those weapons also evolved continuously from the initial slingshots and spears to the later arrows, bows and crossbows.
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in the village.

Bahabali stood in the middle of the cleared village square, surrounded by fallen leaves, and the jungle in the distance turned into withered yellow.

He gets rid of the weirdness, only to find that the water in the lake has dried up, and the forest has died with it.

Eventually, residents of nearby villages also migrated away in droves.

He was in a trance.

Seems a little confused.

Those who first begged him to get rid of the weird ended up blaming him.

"We asked you to get rid of the weirdness, but we didn't ask you to turn this place into this."

"The weirdness has disappeared, but we can't live here anymore. There is no water source. How will we survive?"

"Your water source is that weird."

"Then we shouldn't have gotten rid of that weirdo in the first place."

"That weird cannibal."

"Before, it wouldn't eat people if we didn't get close to it, but now our whole village can't survive."

The silver-haired silver dragon professional stood here motionless. Even though everyone had left, he stayed here.

But at this time, a person walked into the square.

The other party looked at every house, and finally sat down at the door of a house: "Don't worry, someone will take care of everything here; but do you feel a little confused in your heart? You have clearly got rid of the weirdness, but everyone else doesn't." Thank u."

Baiyinlong looked at the other party closely as soon as he came over: "I don't understand."

The other party said: "Because your purpose is wrong. Killing weirdos is not the purpose. We just want to live well in this world."

Silver Dragon: "But if we don't kill those weirdos, how can we live well?"

The other party said: "We ourselves will have various conflicts with weirdos. We fight against weirdos because of hatred, interests and various reasons. There is nothing wrong with these, and your approach cannot be completely called wrong."

"But in the end we still have to figure out why we fight against weirdness. In the end, everything is about survival. If we fight against weirdness just to fight against weirdness, we will end up unable to survive for ourselves and everyone else. On the contrary, we are putting the cart before the horse."

"This weird thing is indeed dangerous, but it also brings vitality and water to this place. In fact, there have been several demon hunters here before. They knew it was entrenched here, but they didn't do anything to it."

"Because even if it is made into a sealed object, it will cause damage to the surrounding ecological environment and affect several nearby villages and towns."

"After the final evaluation by the Sealed Court, it has not been touched for the time being."

The other party looked at Silver Dragon and said to him.

"You originally understood this truth, but you forgot. After all, too much time has passed, some things have become blurred, and some of the back-up plans no longer work."

"I thought about it, someone has to talk to you."

"Even if it doesn't make you remember the past, it can at least let you know something about the past and what you need to know."

Baiyinlong asked the man: "Who are you?"

The other person said: "Can you listen to me tell a story?"
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The man stretched out his hand and pointed to the other side of the horizon.

The place he was referring to might be far away or very close, he didn't say clearly.

"More than 1000 years ago."

"There is a man who established a tribe in the forest over there. He is very famous. Many wanderers without tribes come to join him."

"One of the children followed his mother and members of the tribe through the forest to seek refuge with each other, but they didn't know that there was a living swamp in the forest. That swamp would eat people who passed by, and would also imitate those who ate them. The silhouette and movement attract others.”

"Of course that weird thing has no intelligence, but there are always some incredible things in this world. Some plants and animals will also instinctively set up or evolve such trap mechanisms for hunting. It's just that we didn't fully understand it at that time and thought these weird things were Not that some are special.”

"The child's mother was eaten by a monster in the swamp, and then the swamp imitated his mother's shadow and attracted and ate everyone else in the tribe, leaving him alone and escaping to the new tribe."

The man was sitting in the sun at the door, telling a story that had long been forgotten in the years. There was nothing surprising about this story. This was how people of that era struggled to survive in weird cracks.

But what is unusual is the man who founded the tribe, and the child in the story.

Bai Yinlong suddenly understood who the other party was talking about, and also understood why he hated and hated those weird things related to water so much.

"The leader of the tribe took the demon hunter to the swamp and finally sealed the weirdness. He also witnessed it all."

"So he longed to become a witcher. To this end, he went to the training ground to take a peek every day, and even ran to the leader of the tribe."

"At that time, the leader of the tribe gave him a sword and made an agreement with him, saying that when he grew up, he would become a demon hunter."

"It wasn't a big wish, but in the end his wish was fulfilled."

Unconsciously, the silver dragon touched the dagger stuck in his belt.

"On the way to growth, he witnessed batch after batch of his former companions die on this path of demon hunting. Companions from childhood, friends from training, and demon hunters from the older generation, all died one after another. In front of him."

"In the end, he even witnessed most of the demon hunters in the tribe, together with his leader, die in a disaster caused by a special weirdness."

"His boyhood was a turbulent one."

"He experienced the most terrifying and powerless years when dragon people faced weirdness, witnessed his mother and tribe being eaten by weirdness, witnessed a large number of companions dying at the hands of weirdness, and finally saw his leader and most of the tribe's members... The elite witchers died in front of them."

"No hatred seemed deeper than this, so he vowed to find a way to kill Weird once and for all."

"..."

"Later, he found Mithril."

"He became the Silver Dragon King."

As he spoke, Bahabali's body couldn't help but tremble. He indeed couldn't remember anything, but he still felt overwhelmed when he heard the other party talking about some things.

Emotions of sadness, pain, and helplessness welled up in my heart and lingered in my chest.

He looked at the other person and said, "But he didn't find it in the end, did he?"

The other party: "It's not that he didn't find it, it's that he looks at the problem from a different perspective after becoming the Dragon King."

He said: "What angle is different? He has forgotten his hatred?"

"Once other Dragon Kings become Dragon Kings, won't they hate those weird things?"

"They killed so many of us and made us pay such a heavy price. Is it over like this?"

The other person: "I hate it, of course I hate it."

"Before the Golden Dragon King became the Dragon King, he witnessed his city being destroyed by a disaster caused by weirdness because of his power. He tried his best but could not save it, so his desire for power was so strong that he found the fine gold that could increase his power."

"The Bronze Dragon King's wife and children died at the hands of weird people, and he became the Bronze Dragon King."

"And the Black King Helfas, who can seal the weirdness, has been driven to the verge of madness and collapse by the weirdness time and time again."

“Who doesn’t hate weirdness.”

"But it is precisely because of such deep hatred that they analyze the source of their hatred. Fools allow their emotions to be manipulated and drift with the tide, while wise men think about the source of everything and create channels and ponds."

"They all eventually discovered that their hatred for these monsters stemmed from their inability to face their powerful power, from their inability to protect the people they wanted to protect under their terrifying power, and from their own weakness."

"Actually, this is similar to how people feel when faced with storms and earthquakes. We hate that natural disasters have come to us. In fact, we are more painful about why we failed to stop this natural disaster."

"We hate them, but we want to change this powerless status quo."

"So, when the Dragon King understood his hatred, he knew what he really wanted."

"They wanted to create an ideal world. At that time, these weird things that they hated so much in the past became their help. Those magic dragons or demons also became part of civilization."

They control hate, they understand hate, and they finally understand themselves in hate.

The other party sighed,
"actually."

"We have all carried out so-called revenge with anger and hatred again and again, and fought against them again and again. In the end, what we felt was not the pleasure of revenge but nothingness."

"They have no wisdom, and our hatred does not respond. We even damage and destroy them, but what we get is a collapsed world."

"All their evil originates from instinct, to the point where there is no concept of evil. They exist and maintain the world at the same time."

"We are roaring to the sky and swinging our swords to the flowing wind."

Bahabali looked at the mithril sword that he had always carried around his waist: "So, my sword is no longer useful?"

The other person: "Of course not. There will always be a need for strength and swords in this world."

"You can use it, but you can't live without it."

Bahabali: "Who the hell are you?"

The other party said: "I am Helfas, welcome back, Bahabali."

He burst into tears, but said with a smile: "Welcome back, Lord Helfas." (End of Chapter)