I think you can't even imagine the happiness of a warlock.

With the assistance of his teammates' spellcasters, Donal saw the opportunity and chopped off Voluga's head with one sword.

Seeing this, Chen Zhou couldn't help but look solemn. The ancient dragons who entered the legend were no longer the same as ordinary creatures. We must beware of possibilities such as illusions, substitutes, and immortality.

However, there was no movement from the beheaded Voluga until Lily, who was shot away, jumped out of the ruins.

"It has ended? Lily hasn't done anything yet? 』

Accompanied by the music of Proof of Heroes, the huge headless dragon corpse fell to the ground.

Huge amounts of cold magic power poured out from the corpse of the ancient white dragon like a supernova explosion, changing the color of the world inside and outside the lair.

The strong wind blocked the sun, and the snow fell across the sky.

The weather within a few kilometers quickly deteriorated into a long winter, and it was not until the magic power containing resentment and unwillingness was exhausted that the former life could be restored.

But in fact Voluga is not dead yet.

The vitality of a magical life like a true dragon is already strong, and it can survive for a long time even without a heart and lungs. It's just that it is impossible for it to bite people like a snake after losing its head.

When he was on the verge of death, what was reflected in the eyes of the ancient white dragon was neither the long-legged speaker playing the hero's testimony, nor the holy warrior of wealth who killed him, nor the carnival dragon hatchling that seemed to be stimulated by taking hormones. .

Until his life was gone, the only person he stared at was the Mimic that crazily devoured the treasures in his treasure house!

"Is this the end?"

Chen Zhou felt unbelievable.

He remembered that half a minute ago he seemed to be talking about how unimaginable the power of legend was.

Donal was unfazed by this: "Yes, but we are not that far away from legends, right?"

It's actually quite far.

"And the paladin itself is a powerful enough profession."

After all, the pinnacle of the paladin profession, the Blazing God, is to go to the lower realms to kill the abyss lord.

But what Jerry is more curious about now is whether a certain warlock is going to be upgraded again?

"It's not that fast." Chen Zhou obviously guessed what his demon pet was thinking, "but it's really fast."

The last time he guided the creation of the power of Elysium on the Colossus Planet, his body was also washed away.

The origins of bloodline and spells that should have gradually slowed down their awakening speed were greatly stimulated by the interference of the force from the upper realm.

As a result, he started to speed up again...

"Hold on! I'm here to support..."

At this moment, Rachel, the crow dragonborn who possesses the "Prayer Technique" twice, finally arrives.

But he saw a dead dragon head staring at the burping Mimic.

How long does it take?

Is the battle over now?

One of the five-color dragons that destroyed Long Guoyu's floating island twenty years ago was beheaded like this. Isn't this really an illusion?

Donal's next words forced him to face the facts.

"You're here, how's the situation outside?"

"Thanks to the half-elf monk, the white dragon spawn did not pose much of a threat."

Rachel seemed to have misunderstood the source of Tunarath's magical immunity.

"I'm going to tell everyone the good news."

Having said that, the crow dragonborn turned around and left the white dragon's lair with joy in his heart...

……

About an hour later, all the white dragon spawns were cleared away, and the battle and the resulting chaos came to an end.

However, what greeted everyone was not the expected celebration, but the internal divisions among the Dragonborn slaves.

Before the Five Colors destroyed Dragonia, the conflict between the Crow Dragonborn and the Dragonblood had already intensified to an irreconcilable stage - in fact, this was the reason why the Five Colors easily captured Dragonia. .

Now the great revenge has finally been avenged, and the high pressure from the dragon has been ended by outside adventurers.

The hatred that had been put on hold was revived with the confrontation between ninety-three dragon-blooded descendants of Dragonia and more than eight thousand crow-dragon descendants.

"It's rare to be liberated from the oppression and slavery of the ancient white dragon. Can't we sit down and have a drink?"

Facing the internal division among the dragonborn who survived the ruins, Mimic sighed helplessly, looking forward to a decent celebration banquet.

"There's nothing wrong with having a quarrel. Conflicts can't be resolved unless we talk them out." 』

"Ninety versus eight thousand, at least we can't fight."

Compared to the crow dragon descendants of the native Essendria, the dragon blood descendants from the star realm have an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers.

This is because the floating island where the dragon blood descendants lived was the first to bear the brunt of the Five Color Society's attack. The crow dragon descendants who were left on the ground and responsible for mining in the canyon did not face the attack directly.

Afterwards, most of the capable dragonbloods who survived the disaster fled to the Dundarion Empire, and only a few were forced to stay here.

"Alas, the ancestors of the Dragonborn were enslaved by dragons when they were in Abel. I thought this should be an absolute no-go zone for us."

As the main force in this battle, Donal really couldn't figure out why the Astral Dragonborn oppressed the Crow Dragonborn of Essanchia.

"Because the productivity is not up to standard." Chen Zhou was too lazy to intervene in other people's internal conflicts, "Would you like some pineapple pizza?"

The Mimic said happily: "Have a half."

"This time there are only a third of them left."

"Lily found frozen fish in the white dragon's lair. 』

In any case, as a passer-by and somewhat sensitive, Donal decided to give the stage to the rebels: "This is a thirty-two-inch pizza!"

He didn't eat it in the afternoon!

"Because it was leftover, I just took it out to warm up."

Donal was speechless. During the adventure, he had a master beside him who was fishing on the magic boat while assisting him. He also began to miss the comfortable environment on the boat.

About half an hour later, the dispute between the Dragonborn finally came to an end.

The resistance led by Rachel, Ux and other crow-dragons expelled the dragon-bloods who had oppressed them as coolies for many years, and decided to build the crow-dragons' homeland of Sazis on the cliffs of Drimos Canyon. - Kittrell.

It means "born of ice" in dragon language, implying the rebirth of the crow dragonborn in the corpse of the oppressor.

Although exiling the ninety-three former nobles of the Dragon Kingdom to the Jorhas wasteland is likely to result in heavy casualties, compared to the dead ancient white dragons, the treatment of these former slaves is good enough.

Fortunately, the hatred of the Crow Dragonborn is not indiscriminately directed at all the Astral Dragonborn. Without the help of outsiders, I am afraid they will have to pay a heavy price to regain their freedom.

Therefore, after exiling the former nobles of the Dragon Kingdom, in the evening, the resistance forces who established a new city in the wasteland enthusiastically treated everyone as heroes.

Only then did the group finally have the opportunity to investigate the true purpose of their trip.

"Gate to the God Realm?"

Faced with the questions from the astral adventurers, Rachel, who was relatively knowledgeable among the Crow Dragonborn, looked very surprised.

"We have never heard of the existence of the Gate of God Realm. Could it be that you are mistaken?

"As far as I know, there is only one abandoned astral gate in Esantria."