Arad's crooked savior

The falling snow is swaying, the cold lake is misty, and the distant mountains are covered in silver. It is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city of Bakar, and it has a quiet and distant charm.

The ancient palace-style pavilion, with wooden structure, was built on a high place and decorated with decorations suitable for this era. The walls, doors and windows were relatively well preserved, with a layer of frost condensing on the surface.

The emblem of the Seventh Empire, which is a pattern that looks like a concentric knot, has already taken shape dating back to the era of the Mechanical Seven Gods of War.

Celestial people believe that this pattern can bring good luck, and it is often used as a kind of portable jewelry, or the pattern is embroidered on clothes. Rosa and Sarah both have similar pattern jewelry.

Tianji was about to wake up, and Mi Gao was dozing off in his little nest, holding a wine bottle and a small red crystal in his arms.

Mo Mei rubbed her sleepy eyes. The sound of falling snow was a very strange natural sound. It had a hypnotic effect on her ears, and she slept soundly in the second half of the night.

There are several small red crystals on the walls of the pavilion that exude a warm atmosphere, bringing a lazy smell and dispelling the coldness and humidity brought by the nearby cold pool.

As soon as she made the move to get up, a hand grabbed her shoulder and pushed her back down. Her chestnut hair, which had not yet been combed into twin ponytails, was as smooth as silk. It was gently draped on a snowy necklace and fell like a waterfall.

"Shh~"

Ye Lin made a quiet gesture and said quietly: "The day's plan starts in the morning. Everyone is not awake yet, so please keep your voice down."

Mo Mei, who had just woken up, had white and rosy cheeks, her undressed makeup was extremely pure and beautiful, her eyes were as soft as autumn water, and her white and neat teeth were biting her lips hard.

The two of them were wrapped in the same quilt like two larvae in the same silkworm chrysalis. They slowly wriggled to the window, wiped off the moisture on it, and snuggled together warmly to watch the snow quietly.

Throughout the entire difficult process, they remained connected to each other.

Huh……

Mo Mei wiped the corner of the ice window, and the ice and snow dragon girl Gojeda, whom she met by chance yesterday, also appeared in the foggy pavilion.

She climbed up the tall weeping willow tree and found a branch that was quite thick and well curved and lay down on it.

The lush branches of the weeping willow are covered with silver frost, covering Goyeda's beautiful figure. Only a few transparent ribbons hanging down like cicada wings can be vaguely seen, as well as a long, very flexible ice crystal tail.

"Boss, Gojeda."

"She probably wants to find a place to stay. It just so happens that the environment here is very cold and quiet."

Ganzhe said casually, his eyes did not wander towards the frost willow tree. Normally, it was just a look at the beauty and beauty, but now he was still a fan of the girl.

Until a certain moment, the bodies of the two people, who were leaning closely together, tensed and trembled for an instant... They communicated with each other.

boom!

The door was pushed open, and a blast of cold air hit her. Sophie, who had been wandering outside all night, stamped her feet and said, "There are changes in the city."

"What's wrong?" Siatt and the others were sitting upright. They had woken up a long time ago and were too embarrassed to disturb Ganzhu and Mo Mei.

Mo Mei's fingertips lit up with the light of Nian Qi, her cheeks blushed slightly, and then she threw the unknown liquid wrapped in Nian Qi out of the window. The sisters all woke up and were too embarrassed to have breakfast.

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The nobles and other Heavenly people who ruthlessly betrayed their family and friends, or donated their wealth, betrayed the Heavenly Realm and then swore allegiance to Bakar. Last night, they were still rejoicing that the Dragon Clan had made changes and laughing at the Union Army's impending misfortune. They were the ones who understood the current situation.

Even if they are called poultry, they still feel excellent about themselves and call themselves good birds.

It doesn't matter if they are spurned by the people in the heavenly world. When beating a dog, it depends on the owner. They have the strongest backer.

However……

The auras of the dragons who had been partying all night were obviously more ferocious, and their teeth and claws were sharper. After being illuminated by the blood moon, their bloodlines had evolved to a certain extent. This is where the great power of the Explosive Dragon King Bakar lies.

The dragon people drove the "poultry" to gather in an open space. The bustling crowd made some people dissatisfied. After all, they were also people under Lord Bakar and had made contributions to the dragon clan.

Explosive Dragon King's main hall

"Karas, please go back to Arad. This is for you." Bakar gave a wooden box to a dark elf and said calmly: "Maybe it will be useful in the future, maybe it won't be useful. The things inside are related to me. A faithful servant.”

Bakar asked Karas to wait until the Sky City reappeared before opening the box. His magic hid the Sky City and blocked the communication channel between the two worlds. It would take a long time for it to naturally dissipate.

If he is still alive by then, of course he will come to Arad, and the contents of the box will be useless, but if...

Karas is a member of the dark elf race and has a lifespan of about a thousand years. As long as nothing unexpected happens, he should be able to wait until he comes to Arad or the Sky City reappears.

Karas took the wooden box and bowed to leave, with complicated eyes. He and Bakar were half-friends, and the other party liked to hear his stories about Arad.

But Karas also knew very well that the Dragon King in front of him was as warlike as Borodin, the Hammer King in ancient times, and had brought too much darkness and terror to the entire heaven.

However, he was just a servant. Why did the Dragon King pay so much attention to him? Maybe this was Bakar’s unique personality charm.

After Karas left, a high-level dragon knelt down and reported, "Lord Bakar, all the heavenly people who have sworn allegiance to you and those who live in the city have been gathered."

The dragon clan suddenly drove them together, just like a slaughterhouse preparing to slaughter chickens and ducks collectively and prepare a gluttonous feast for the celebration.

"Don't panic, everyone. Lord Bakar has promised that as long as we don't betray, we will be safe." Others were comforting, but in fact they didn't know what to do.

The evil boy Swann has killed several people, and there was also the parchment incident not long ago. Broken corpses and body parts were all over the hall, and blood flowed out tragically along the cracks in the door, like a scene from hell.

Bakar arrived in person, standing on a high place and looking down at the dragons and humans kneeling below. His majestic and stern face showed no expression at all. The omnipresent air suddenly became stagnant, and his invisible big hands strangled the throats of the kneeling people.

"It is muddy and has no value of its own. It is no different from food for maggots."

His patience was slowly wearing thin and he was feeling bored. He only accepted some humans into the city because he was looking for fun.

I want to see a series of ugly things they did in order to survive, abandoning their wives and children, betraying their friends, and all the other bad things they did.

But after all, he had promised not to kill them casually. Breaking his promise would undermine the dignity of the Dragon King, so there was no need to charge them with additional charges.

"I am about to launch the final cleanup of the heaven. Are you loyal to me?"

The deep voice revealed incredible information, and Bakar's extremely conceited character didn't care that the news was known to the coalition forces. It was more like a declaration of intentional disclosure.

"Long live the Explosive Dragon King!"

Long live……

Sure enough, the Dragon Clan must take action. Many people looked at each other and felt a strong sense of joy in their hearts, secretly sighing that their decision was correct.

Bakar, the Explosive Dragon King who had been silent for two hundred years, was going to launch a raid on the heavens. The United Army would definitely bear the brunt and would be the main target of the dragon clan's killing. However, they could sit back and relax and be safe in the city.

In contrast, a sense of superiority emerges.

Bakar nodded and said calmly: "Very good, since you are so loyal, then I will give you the power to fight with me."

Um?

What's the meaning!

A thick and rich blood mist suddenly spread from all directions and enveloped the humans in the field. This was the power of blood extracted from the blood of dead dragons, low-grade and diluted pure dragon blood.

It's not as good as Astra's pure blood, but it still has some power in it.

"ah!"

Screams suddenly sounded in the blood mist. Many people pinched their necks, covered their mouths and noses and tried to escape. They knew what this was. Bakar was depriving them of the basics of being human.

Rows of fine dragon scales appeared on their smooth skin, their fingers became as sharp as claws, and their skulls were hot and itchy, as if they were about to grow brains...and then extended into various strange shapes of dragon horns.

Half an hour later, there were no human figures anywhere, only a group of mutated dragon-men with rough skin and cold scales, roaring like wild beasts and unable to speak a word.

Sarah, who had already driven out of the city of Bakar, suddenly shivered inexplicably.