hunt and eat

The only thing left was a down-and-out middle-aged man who was crying like a broken child, wailing heart-piercingly.

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Chapter 165 The declaration of war at the funeral, the hidden clone

【I won't let you die, Neva】

【Although you may hate this form, please forgive me】

【Forgive me for robbing you... the last time in this life】

The ferocious thunder flashed continuously from the dim sky, accompanied by the increasingly violent wind, the torrential rain kept falling from the sky, as if it was going to completely soak the whole world into a lake.

Hundreds of figures of different shapes, appearances, and even races surrounded a small cemetery, all of them kept silent.

Holding a golden ear of wheat in his hand, the black-haired man knelt on one knee and placed it on the steps in front of the stele, then slowly stood up.

Accompanied by his getting up, the sound of thunderstorms around him seemed to become more shocking, and even the surrounding space seemed to be filled with a depressive and frenzied horror atmosphere in an instant.

"I have already issued a battle invitation to those dragons. Three days later... it will be the time of the final battle." A hoarse voice sounded from the torrential rain.

Obviously the sound was not deliberately amplified, but somehow it was able to overwhelm the sound of thunder and rain, and it was transmitted to the ears of everyone present with incomparable clarity.

"Whoever wants to quit, you can say it now...I won't blame you, this is not an easy choice after all."

A full 3 minutes passed without anyone responding.

They just stood quietly in the pouring rain, silently and solemnly watching Tagur, their common leader.

Although there was still no expression on the face under the hood, seeing that no one chose to quit, the corners of Thagul's eyes were still softer.

"Then, I don't want to say any extra nonsense, so let's just say the last sentence."

"In the past two days, I will go back and meet with my family for the last time, and then... write their respective suicide notes."

"Yes!"

The torrential rain still didn't stop, Thagul just stood in front of Neva's tombstone, looked up at the sky, let the rain splash on his face, and slowly flowed down the sides of his cheeks and throat.

Feng Xing on the side couldn't bear it, and wanted to go forward to say something, but the words came to his lips, but he couldn't say them.

After all, she doesn't even know how to comfort her...

clack... clack

There was a sound of footsteps without rhythm.

Tagul turned his head to look at the entrance of the cemetery. A red-haired young man with a sword on his waist and a rebellious face was walking in with his hands resting on the back of his head.

"Aren't you going back... Saga?" Tagul glanced at him.

"I don't have anything to say, and when I go back, I will probably be asked by my parents again... If you want me to say, instead of adding troubles, it's better to go straight to the battlefield as a bachelor."

"If you are lucky enough to survive, there will always be a time to see you again."

"If you die, it can only be said to be bad luck. Mom and Dad can always cheer up after being sad for a while."

Having said that, Saga smiled slyly.

"After all, they still have to take care of my unborn sister... The joy of a new life can always dilute the sadness."

"This is why you stalked Bo Duoerdo before and asked for aphrodisiacs from him?" Tagul twitched the corners of his mouth and asked helplessly.

Saga smiled, not embarrassed to take up this topic.

"Hey, it's up to you." Thagul, who seemed to be in a slightly better mood, suddenly turned around and patted Feng Xing's shoulder hard behind him.

"You go back too, Feng Xing... You haven't seen your dad for a long time, it's time to stop being childish."

"Are you kidding... If I go back now, can he let me go again?" Feng Xing shook her head desperately, "He was not happy when I followed you to take risks, let alone let me participate in the crusade against the sky gone."

"Believe me, I have already convinced the village chief Sui Fengren... After all, it is about the future of mankind. Although he can't bear it, he also understands that this is a necessary sacrifice."

"He also told me he was proud of you."

"Really?" Feng Xing raised her head in disbelief.

His eyes narrowed unconsciously.

"Of course, so, go back and reunite with your family quickly, and don't leave any regrets for each other." Pushing the other party away, Tagul kept urging.

"Then... shall I go first?"

"Hurry up ~ hurry up"

Seeing Feng Xing's back slowly disappearing in the distant rain, Tagul said softly.

"I'm sorry, Feng Xing...I swear, this is definitely the last time I will lie to you."

"Head, Sister Feng Xing will not come back again, right?" Saga, who was on the side, said suddenly, leaning against the moss-covered wall.

"Of course, the village head, Sui Fengren, has already prepared everything..." There were only the two of them now, and Tagur didn't mean to hide it, and nodded straightforwardly.

"That's okay... Eldest sister is a good woman, it would be a pity if she died."

"Heh, this is the first time I've heard you praise Feng Xing so much."

"Well, I really like this type of girl... If it wasn't for Sister Fengxing who only likes you, the leader, I might pursue her?" Saga turned her head and muttered for a while.

Then he was pressed on the top of the head by Tagur with one hand, and the dog's head rubbed wildly for a while.

"Smelly brat, you've become a matchmaker..."

After a burst of laughter, watching the rain gradually weaken and the sky gradually revealed a glare of sunshine, Thagul suddenly asked:

"Saga, what do you think is the most essential thing that constitutes a person in this world?"

"What do you mean?" Saga was not a cultural person, and couldn't even understand this question for a while.

"To put it bluntly...what is it that determines that you are you and I am me...that makes everyone a completely different and unique individual?"

"..."

Saga thought for a long time with a bitter face, and finally said with some hesitation: "Soul? If there is such a thing..."

For this answer, Tagul neither nodded nor shook his head.

"Soul..." he whispered with his hands behind his back.

"That answer may not be wrong."

"But in my opinion, the most essential thing that determines a person... is memory."

"Whether it's pain or joy, despair or sadness...everything we experience will form our own memories, and eventually develop the most essential characteristics of our personality."

"That's why we often say that everyone is unique."

Saga, whose mind was a little confused, tried to understand the meaning of this passage with a bitter face, but Naihe did not read too much. At this time, he could only pretend to understand and try to get away with it.

Tagul was naturally aware of this, so he smiled without forcing it, and talked about another matter instead.

"By the way, Saga, I want to ask you something."

"What's the matter, Captain?"

"A few days ago, the six people in white came to me and told me one thing."

"Among the clones that Neva had prepared before, there were two special existences that were not killed and devoured by him, but were used as a backhand."

Having said that, Tagul turned around and said solemnly.

"I'll tell you the information about the two clones one by one, and you should write it down carefully."

"If something happened to me this time, but you survived, you might be able to use it in the future."

"Leader, what you said is a bit too unlucky." Saga scratched his head, and said a little speechlessly: "In addition, why don't you tell the elder or others about this matter, I really don't have that brain ..."

"Shut up, it's because you're relatively simple, or stupid, that I'm relieved to let you do this..." Thagul punched the latter in the head resentfully.

"The more complex a person's mind is, the more he will make an extremely cruel choice under the responsibility and righteousness. You will understand this truth in the future."

"Oh……"

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Chapter 166 The most holy Nirvana, the gods act on their behalf!

The frontal battlefield of the Sky Crusade, the top of the Cypro Volcano

The fierce battle between humans and dragons continued to be staged in a pit where the terrain was completely destroyed and the entire crater was shattered into a wide-open view.

"die!"

The giant lance pierced through the head of a certain Yanwanglong, making a sound like brittle bones snapping together. Before the blood-stained hunter had time to show joy on his face, the next moment he was completely turned blue by the Yanfeilong who was attacking from behind. The purple dragon's breath hit, and it rolled all over the ground, howling.

When the purple smoke dissipated, the hunter who didn't have much energy left was completely turned into a scorched corpse that couldn't move.

Pressing his big head against the body of his spouse, feeling the rapidly dissipating dragon power fluctuations, Yan Feilong whimpered, but in the next moment, he was hacked into the neck by a huge ax that fell from the sky, leaving only half of his head. The next bit of flesh sticks together.

Seeing is not alive.

Turning his eyes away and crawling towards the corpse of the Yanwanglong, the bloody Yanfeilong was gurgling in his mouth, the war chief of the [Venus] hunting group, and [Destroyer] Shirbaz stomped the back of his body expressionlessly. the victim's head, and slowly pulled the giant ax out of the corpse.

This is a battlefield of life and death, a hell of life, there is no reason to speak of it.

Whether it is a human or a dragon, it only needs to kill each other.

"How many people are still alive?" As if fished out of the blood, Saga, whose body was covered in red light that was more dazzling than his hair, staggered towards Kleiman who was unconscious.

His voice was hoarse like a sieve leaking through the wind, exuding an unspeakable exhaustion and bloody smell.

"Not much... But in the final analysis, it is not our side that decides the outcome of this war, but there..."

Nodding towards the space that is constantly being broken and healed above the sky that seems to be torn apart, Shirbaz was lost in thought for a while.

Then with an axe, it completely smashed through half of the chest and abdomen of an unknown ancient dragon that was about to sneak attack.

Sequence 3 of the Ancient Dragon Group [Lord of Destruction] Hilbaz has never been a good tempered person.

"Can we win?" Seeing the broken corpses all around, people and dragons intertwined, Saga asked a little confused.

"Are you asking me?" Shirbaz looked at the other party strangely, and Shirbaz spat at his feet angrily.

"How would I know?"

"But one thing is certain."

Looking up at the slowly spreading black sun above his head, Shirbaz said firmly:

"Leader, never lose!"

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"Miraboreas, is this what you're capable of?!" The destructive gravitational wave that was as violent as a tide reverberated in the sky like a fire, and every time it passed by, it would bring countless flying fragments, which made people watch. The only thing is the frightening space crack.

Although the body has been reduced from [-] meters to more than [-] meters for the convenience of dodging, compared to the human form of Targul, the black dragon is still too bloated in size, so that it almost eats up the "full screen" from the former. attack".

"Don't get too carried away, Tagul... It's just a chance to reach the taboo by borrowing the ability of that otherworldly creature, and there must be a limit if you don't know it!"

An indifferent voice sounded from Tagul's mind.

"Also, one-on-three... We don't mind if you want to die, don't think that taboos really won't kill you."

[The Black Dragon of the End] Miraboreas flapped his wings and spewed out blue flames from his mouth, turning most of the sky into a sea of ​​flames in an instant, gradually submerging Tagul's figure.

"It's useless, that guy's sealing and devouring abilities are enough to deal with your moves."

A crimson giant dragon that looks similar to the black dragon and also maintains a reduced form growled in a low voice.

On a distorted red horn, the faint bloody lines flashed away.

The King of Demise——[Red Dragon of Rage], a terrifying monster with titles such as [Blaze of Flame] and [Evil Dragon of Rage]. So much so that even the name can't be found, it is an out-and-out ancient legend.

"Roar!" Behind the red dragon, a smaller dragon roared manically.

There are sharp reverse scales growing up all over the body, and a pair of huge horns formed by overlapping countless horns on the top of the head. This terrifying dragon, which seems to exist only for killing, is now facing the sea of ​​flames with claws and claws, as if the next second Will rush out regardless.

The King of Demise——[The Brilliant Dragon of Destruction] Albatrien, also known as the Brilliant Black Dragon, is the king of dragon taboos that has emerged in the last 500 years. Such titles are full of mysteries both in terms of ecology and origin, and are extremely mysterious.

But compared to its years of existence, the concept of [destruction] it masters makes its strength and destructive power completely surpass the series of old taboos such as black dragon and red dragon, and even the threat level is far above the two .

To put it simply, it is abnormally able to fight.

However, facing this terrifying fellow clan at this moment, no matter whether it is the black dragon or the red dragon, they have no intention of communicating with him for some reason.