I became the Great Old One

The cold wind blew from the dark sea and extinguished the bonfires on the shore.

There was darkness between heaven and earth, with only starlight falling from the distant sky.

Donius looked at the monsters rising up from the deep sea like dark green tides, and gradually felt a blazing flame surge in his chest.

"Roar! Damn alien monster!"

Dones roared.

A low roar like thunder seemed to be the prelude to the war.

Although the dragonborn army is tired, Dones has been guarding against deep divers or other terrifying monsters attacking at night. There is a team of primitive tyrannosaurs and dragonborn soldiers patrolling back and forth on the edge of the coast.

With the roar of Dones echoing off the edge of the shore.

Fiery flames lit up the darkness.

Soaring into the sky.

Each pillar-like flame represents that a dragonborn has entered the fire state and begins to fully mobilize the god-given fire hidden in his bloodline.

As long as the blood of the Dragonborn continues to circulate in this land, the flames given by the gods will continue to grow.

The sleeping dragonborn quickly woke up amidst the roars of their companions.

The deep divers in the sea and the alien monsters in the ice fields are the two main threats faced by the Dragonborn now, and among these two threats, the former attracts the Dragonborn's hatred more.

This is because the monsters in the ice field like the cold environment.

Rarely found on tropical continents.

Therefore, even if there is a conflict between the Dragonborn and the ice monsters, the conflict is not violent and can be controlled. After all, the Dragonborn does not like the cold Arctic ice.

The living spaces of the two do not overlap.

But deep dives are different.

Those monsters destroyed the fishing grounds of the dragonborn in the ocean, and also harassed the pastures on land greedily.

The Deep Divers are numerous and covert.

The viscous liquid covering the body with a layer of tape can resist the dragonborn's fire breath.

Although these monsters look stupid, they have their own civilization and beliefs. They use materials from the deep sea to make weapons. Some individuals among the deep divers are also deformed, either possessing supernatural power to control the dark tide, or Awakened a body as strong as the original Tyrannosaurus.

And now.

Among the deep divers who attacked the Dones army in the dark, there were obviously wizard-like beings.

The black, cold tide was spreading towards the shore.

Gradually the dragonborn's camp was submerged.

Deep divers have frog-like flippers that make them more agile in the ocean environment.

On the contrary, the cold sea water at night will continue to take away the body temperature of the dragonborn and weaken the power of the dragonborn's blood fire.

At the same time, physical exertion will also increase significantly.

"Retreat toward the forest!"

Thanks to Dones' careful consideration, the patrol guards immediately discovered the traces of the deep divers. When the first round of hand-to-hand combat began, most of the primitive tyrannosaurus and dragonborn had already woken up from their sleep and entered In combat mode.

The dragonborn gathered under the command of Dones and fought and retreated from the deep ones.

A single dragonborn can often stand up to four or five deep ones.

But at a glance.

The number of monsters in the deep sea was more than ten times the number of dragonborn. Coupled with the disadvantages brought by the environment, the dragonborn soldiers quickly fell into a disadvantage in this war.

The Granian weapon in Donez's hand is a sharp machete.

He charged forward.

He dived deep into the tide, tore a bloody path through the endless divers, then swung his machete, and fire suddenly exploded on the sea surface.

Illuminating the ugly and horrifying face of the deep one wizard.

The great wizard's head fell into the sea water, and dark green blood spurted out.

Unfortunately, the seawater was still spreading upwards, continuously submerging the land. It was only then that Dones discovered that the black tide had unknowingly engulfed thousands of meters of coastal land.

"There are more wizards hiding in the deep sea..."

Dones looked around with blazing eyes like a torch. It was not easy to accurately find a deep diver in the dark and cold water.

But Donius is a descendant of Adam, and the flame totem on his body gives him extraordinary heat perception.

In Donez's field of vision.

The temperature of deep sea wizards is lower than that of ordinary deep divers. Relying on this slight difference, Donez discovered two other deep sea wizards hiding under the sea surface.

When he chopped the third deep sea wizard's head in half from top to bottom.

A blazing fire rolled and expanded not far away.

Dones looked towards the coast and saw his sister Hispania panting violently... Among today's talented dragonborn, they can project flame runes in the form of fireballs thousands of meters away. The only one who can cause certain damage at a distance is his sister, not even his father Adam.

Hispania seemed to feel his brother's gaze.

She reached out and used the flames to turn into simple symbols in the air.

The symbol means retreat.

"I did go a little too deep..." Dones thought in his mind, and his eyebrows frowned unconsciously.

Unconsciously, he had rushed to the enemy's hinterland, and the nearest dragonborn was more than 300 meters away. The cold sea water was about to flood Adams' chest and abdomen, and deep divers were rushing towards Donies from all directions.

And the long-term battle had made Donies' physical strength quickly disappear.

He felt obviously tired.

The wound was bleeding all the time, and those deep divers were attracted by the smell of blood like sharks.

"This is a bit bad!" Donies tried to retreat, but there were dozens of deep divers surrounding him. Donies waved the sharp blade in his hand to put an end to these hateful and twisted monsters.

When his physical strength was about to be exhausted.

There was always a flame that expanded and exploded on the nearby sea surface. That was the long-range support given to him by his sister.

While the blazing fireball ruthlessly harvested the lives of monsters, it also pointed out a clear way for Donies.

Finally, when the fifth fireball fell in front of Donies.

Donies finally saw the figure of his companion.

"We have to leave here!" A tall dragonborn tore the deep diver in front of him into two halves alive, bathed in the stinking organs, and then carried the almost exhausted Donies on his shoulders.

Because of the large number of deaths of deep-sea wizards, the sea water no longer spread upwards, and the dragonborn were able to withdraw from the sudden attack with their strength preserved.

The team gathered on a high ground in the forest.

Donies saw that his sister Hispania was almost exhausted, and the hot blood could not stop flowing from the gaps between the scales.

"You almost died in the hands of the monster!" Hispania roared at her brother with anger.

"I'm sorry..."

Hispania gave everyone the feeling of being gentle and soft. It was the first time that Donies saw such an angry expression on his sister's face.

He was stunned for a moment, and felt a little scared.

However, Donis learned to change the subject without any instruction. He showed a serious look on his face and said to Hispania: "I suspect that this attack was not an accident, but a premeditated one."

Deep-sea wizards are high-level deep divers.

If it was just an accident, it would be impossible to dispatch such a large number of them.

"What I am more worried about is that the war may have spread to the entire coast. Those monsters are not satisfied with occupying the vast ocean and want to invade the fertile land given to us by God!"

"Our father just died, and those monsters couldn't help but take action..." Hispania linked the two things together, "I'm afraid they have already started preparing for this war, but when our king was alive, those monsters didn't dare to take action!"

Donis lowered his head and remained silent.

Nothing can prove one's strength better than the recognition from the enemy...Donis understood this, and at this moment he clearly realized how far the gap between him and his father was.

"Don't think about it anymore..." Hispania seemed to have seen through Dones's thoughts. She looked towards the sea: "The battle is about to start again. We have to find a way to survive first."

...

The bright moonlight fell from the sky.

The quiet forest seemed to be bathed in a white frost.

Zarke was tall, wearing armor made of dinosaur skin, holding a spear, and a pair of snow-white wings spread out behind him.

He was the patrol captain among the feather people, and his task was to guard the huge holy cocoon that was growing in the forest. This task was arranged by the Feather God himself. It was extremely sacred to the feather people. Only the most elite and powerful warriors among the feather people could be responsible for carrying out this task.

And he could become a captain-level existence.

Zarke was almost one of the strongest people of his generation.

In fact, this was true. Most of the feather people were between five and six meters tall, but Zarke was nearly ten meters tall. He was broad-skinned and serious-looking, with long and powerful wings.

With both agility and strength, and mastering the wind rune bestowed by God, even some tribal leaders among the Dragonborn are no match for Zalk.

Zalk is now over 270 years old.

For the Feathered People, whose average lifespan is only 300 years, Zalk is already an experienced veteran.

But such an experienced veteran can't help showing a nervous and serious expression on his face at this moment. Beside Zalk, there are many Feathered People warriors wearing leather armor and fully armed, constantly checking back and forth near the forest. Anyone who wants to approach privately without permission will be ruthlessly expelled by these warriors.

Even the royal family is not allowed.

In the center of the Feathered People's patrol range, the originally calm pure white holy cocoon began to beat violently.

Inside the holy cocoon, there is a sound of fiber tearing.

After a thousand years of growth.

This giant cocoon seems to have finally reached its limit, and the life nurtured inside is about to be born.

When the giant cocoon was first formed, the Yu people had different opinions about it. Some believed that a new god would be born in the cocoon, while many people also believed that a terrible demon of destruction was being bred in the cocoon.

But with the words of the Yu God.

As time passed, gradually, the Yu people formed a unified opinion.

Almost everyone regards this giant cocoon as a sacred object. Every year, many feather people come to worship it. It is considered the most romantic thing for young feather people to become partners under the witness of the sacred object, and they will be blessed by the gods.

And now, this sacred object that has stood in the forest for thousands of years is finally about to hatch and be born.

The huge movement has already spread throughout the forest.

As the cracks spread on the surface of the giant cocoon, beams of bright and warm light rushed into the clouds like swords. The originally clear sky suddenly sounded dull thunder, dark clouds gathered, and golden lightning rolled in the thick clouds.

The wind whistled past, and the whole forest rustled.

At the same time.

The temperature of the giant cocoon seemed to be rising continuously, showing a sacred white representing high temperature. In the end, the land under the giant cocoon began to melt into rolling magma.

The power of the three gods, the original fire, Gagula, and the feather god, was actually reflected in this giant cocoon at the same time.

"A thousand years ago, the dragonborn god, the Primordial Fire, fought against the mighty destroyer, Gagula. The war lasted for ten days and nights, and in the end, the body of the demon god was crushed by the Primordial Fire and our Mother Goddess."

A young featherman next to Zaerke imagined the myth of a thousand years ago, and said romantically in a chanting tone: "It is said that the Primordial Fire and our Mother Goddess made a sacred contract in the forest, and this pure white giant cocoon is the witness of the sacred contract."

"You are right."

Zarke nodded. This is a mythological story that has been passed down in the featherman tribe for thousands of years.

And now, after being passed down for thousands of years, the ancient myth seems to bear rich fruits. Even a battle-hardened warrior like Zaerke feels unprecedented tension.

He raised his head.

Although the area near the holy cocoon has been cleared by the patrol team.

But above the clouds, there were still many feathered people standing on floating islands, standing on the branches of ancient trees, or flying directly in the air... There were at least tens of thousands of feathered people witnessing the birth of miracles.

No one can sleep tonight... Zalk thought so.

He then saw a golden thunder, like an angry dragon falling from the sky, falling directly above the giant cocoon.

The wind whistled past, the forest and the earth disappeared, and only the dazzling golden light like the sun was left in front of him. Zalk's tall body was inevitably blown away by this force, and it was not until this time that he heard the roar of thunder.

Light!

The incomparable light appeared in the forest.

In an instant, the whole forest seemed to have returned to noon, and under the stimulation of the strong light, the eyes of the feathered people secreted tears. In the blurred vision, a dragon-like creature covered with gorgeous feathers, with broad wings and a long tail like flames, soared into the sky, and the dragon's roar resounded through the sky and echoed back and forth in the entire forest.

Two chapters in one, the evening chapters are released together.