I heard that I always attack and want to destroy the world [Transmigration Book]

After Kahn's question came out, Mary said everything that happened last night in one go.However, after all, her description seemed to be more than a little exaggerated for Kahn, who was watching the scene from a distance.

In her mouth, Sars's pair of black wings covered the sky and the sun, and its huge body could even cover the entire town. One swooped down and swallowed the five-year-old Milheims...

What Mary said was full of panic, and Kahn also made a nervous expression in cooperation.

When she finished all Kate's prophecy, and picked up hot cocoa to moisten her throat, Kahn clenched his hands on the table, frowned, and asked seriously: "Mr. Have you informed the lord?"

"Mr. Mayor delivered the pigeons last night." Mary nodded and said, "The lord also replied early this morning. He said that before Mu Dong, the elite soldiers could not reach the tea fog, and we did not have the means to do so." It has the ability to slay dragons. Therefore, everyone needs to be transferred to Sacia City."

Kahn listened, and sincerely thanked Kervella, the lord of the Northland, for his wisdom and prowess in his heart.

With a slightly relaxed expression on his face, he asked again: "Has everyone in the town decided to leave? I mean, you know, that old Jones..."

"Oh my God, don't mention him." Mary shook her head and said, "The old man usually yells the most fiercely, but after Sars left last night, before the mayor's carrier pigeon was released, he was already dead. I left here with my family."

The most worrying problem was also satisfactorily resolved, and Kahn couldn't help showing a relaxed smile.

After Mary finished speaking, she thanked Kahn again for taking care of Murray.After a pause, she asked the question she was most concerned about——

"Kan, we'll see you again in Sacia City, right?"

Somehow, and Mary herself could not give a reason.But she always felt that the elf's departure would be as silent as when he appeared a few years ago.

Sure enough, as expected, after hearing her question, the elf just scratched her head, widened her smile, and replied vaguely, "Maybe, my friend."

Mary seemed to want to persuade, but her lips trembled a few times, but finally turned into a friendly smile.She said, "Good luck, Kahn. I'm sure you'll take care of yourself."

"Of course." Kahn said with a smile, "I'm an elf of Carmela, so I don't die so easily."

The two chatted for a few more words, and Kahn left with the excuse that he still had something to do.

After he left, Murray stared at his clean cup of hot cocoa for a long time, and when her mother came to clear the table, she raised her face and asked aggrievedly: "Mom, we will never see Kaka again." Is it okay?"

Mariana was taken aback for a moment, then reached out and rubbed her son's golden hair twice.It's just that there was no answer to the son's question.

The words are divided into two parts.

Here, after Kahn came out of Murray's house, he walked up the stone steps up the mountain again, while looking at the small town he had visited for several years.

Although the wind and snow had stopped for a long time, the snow on every roof was still deep. Coupled with the current quiet atmosphere, this town really feels a little deserted.

Kahn walked very slowly, as if he wanted to imprint every last inch of land and every piece of bluestone in this small town in his heart, slowly moving forward step by step.

However, what he never expected was that when he finally stepped on the first step of climbing, a touch of green suddenly hit his heart, and the green gradually became thicker, and finally rendered into the appearance of a dragon.

The brown-red pupils shrank sharply, and the originally calm face finally showed some panic that was not feigned——

Thrall left the room.

I don't know what the dragon is going to do, but after the super-intensive magic power output last night, even if the dragon really leaves the Spirit Hall now, Kahn can't do anything before reaching the top of the mountain.

Fortunately, there are only two ways to leave Duantian Peak, one is the stone steps he walked, and the other is to fly down directly.

Although the little dragon did have wings, if he wanted to fly down from the top of the mountain without falling to his death, it would probably be impossible...

Thinking of this, Kahn instantly felt relieved.It's just that the speed of climbing the mountain has accelerated a lot.

After all, even if he knew that nothing would happen to Sals, he still couldn't rest assured.

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Without Murray following him, Kahn, who has long been accustomed to the sport of mountain climbing, has traveled back and forth between the top of the mountain and Chawu Town for many years, and his speed has increased significantly when going up the mountain.

It wasn't too much of a surprise. When he climbed halfway up the mountain, he looked up and saw a black little dragon coming towards him with his tail flicking.

The dragon didn't seem to have the slightest surprise about this encounter. When he saw Kahn, he even raised his front paw in a friendly way and said, "Hey, Kahn! You're back."

Kahn nodded his head and greeted Xiaolong. He walked up to Xiaolong at a faster pace. He bowed his head and asked, "I think you need to explain to me why you are here. What do you think?"

"Because I'm hungry." Salth replied very frankly, and couldn't help complaining after finishing speaking: "You know, the breakfast you left for me is not enough for my teeth, but it's already afternoon , you didn't leave me lunch at all!"

After being told by him, Kahn finally remembered this negligence in the morning.

He raised his hand and scratched his cheek twice, and for a moment, he suddenly felt a little sorry for the poor dragon.

He took out the unfinished dry food from his bag and handed it to Sals. Heilong obediently gnawed on the pancakes, turned his head and walked back up the mountain with him.

Although Thralls is small now, in terms of physical strength, he is even a little bit better than Kahn.Therefore, Kahn's speed of going up the mountain has not changed because of the extra dragons.

It wasn't until he finished eating the third pancake that Salth finally burped in satisfaction.The little wings behind him also flapped happily twice, and even asked Kahn in a happy mood: "Has everyone in the town left?"

"It's almost there." Kahn nodded: "Those who haven't left are also packing up."

Sals let out a long "Oh", then flicked the big black tail behind him, and continued: "Then when shall we leave?"

"Wait for the dragon to come."

Kahn's tone of voice was very calm, as calm as he said, everything he experienced now was just a scene he had prepared for five years.

After a pause of two seconds, Kahn raised the corner of his mouth again, and asked the black dragon beside him, "Aren't you curious about your upcoming tribe?"

"What's there to be curious about?" Sals shook his head and said, "The dragons are raised naturally. We are said to be of the same race, and we don't have any blood relationship. Besides, there are only eight dragons I know, and I don't have any feelings for them. next..."

As Sars said, he clicked his tongue lightly twice, and then laughed in an obvious tone: "Could it be possible that there will be some ancient dragon?"

"The ancient dragon?"

Kahn repeated the words he said in puzzlement.

If it is said that he did create this world, then the time he created was only in the years after the new calendar. Know nothing.

Sure enough, just as he thought, the first reaction of Sals after hearing this question was not to answer, but to sarcastically say: "Why, don't you even know such a famous legend? My dear creator Mister World God."

"The God of Creation will always forget." Kahn shrugged and said, "But whether I forget it or not, since you brought it up, it is necessary for me to ask you to explain it to me."

Thralls glanced at him and snorted a dragon's breath. He said, "That's just a legend. Legend has it that there were eight races in Ramles thousands of years ago."

Kahn nodded: "Six dragon-slaying clans, plus the dragon clan, what else?"

"There are also ancient dragons." Sars said: "They are not considered dragons, but they are also called dragons because they look alike. But I heard that they are very big, and they can move the sun and the moon when they open their wings. Without light, they can swallow an entire city with their mouths. Their skin is also so hard that even the holy sword of a dragon slayer cannot cut through it. Their dragon breath can burn everything, and their roar can shatter steel..."

"Isn't this a description given to you by humans?" Kahn asked.

"Come on." Thrall shook his head and said, "That's just a description. It's not uncommon for you to have seen my real physique. But the legend about the ancient dragon seems to be true."

"A dragon bigger than an entire city..."

Kahn frowned, but relaxed in the next second: "Whatever, legends are legends after all, there is nothing to worry about."

Thralls flapped his wings twice, as if he agreed with his dragon knight's words this time.

In the next few days, just as the person named Kate predicted, the sun and the moon passed by peacefully, and no dragon came again.

Perhaps because of completely accepting the current situation, Sals and Kahn lived on the top of the mountain every day, but they did not have any troubles anymore.

Time passed by, and Mu Dongyue arrived in a blink of an eye.

This is the last month of the year and also the coldest.

The blizzard in Carcarmela started again after three days of stopping. As a wood elf who should have lived in the south, Kahn would not even set foot on the door except holding hot cocoa to warm the stove every day. It's a step.

Fortunately, Sals also very much agrees with this point.

He said that the few seconds of changing shape that day used up all his magic, and what he needed now was rest and recovery.

Although Kahn feels that his so-called rest is actually useless at all——

After all, after so many days, besides eating more and more, his body is still only half the height of a person.

What a waste of food.

Kahn hugged his hot cocoa, thinking in a daze in front of the stove.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Sals, who was lying on the side, opened his eyes suddenly, and his fleshy body also stood up.

Kahn looked down.

Looking at each other, Sals took a deep breath and said, "It's here."