Zongman: The God in Question Comes from Arcadia

The blonde vampire in a white suit and a blue bow tie looked at the mechanical spider troops thoughtfully.

He is Dimitriy Wattora, the vampire duke of the War King Domain.

"Rose's mechanical troops in the Chaos Realm, when the old man asked me to come here to check, he didn't say that the Chaos Princess would let these guys out."

Wattora frowned, looking at the mechanical troops in the distance who seemed to be searching for something, his face solemn.

"027" is an autonomous machine made with the technology of the ancient heaven department, and its power is enough to rival the weakest level of the True Ancestor's beast.

If the number exceeds 100, unless the True Ancestor goes all out, ordinary countries can't compete with it at all.

And now, the number of autonomous machines in this forest has reached an astonishing 500.

"Hey, this is probably all the Chaos Princess's belongings..."

Wattora's tone was relaxed, but his expression was extremely solemn as he looked at the huge spider machines.

"Lord Wattola? Should we continue to check?"

Next to him, Wattola's subordinates asked with sweat on their foreheads:

"If we fight Rose's troops here, whether we win or lose, it will cause hostility from the Chaos Realm, right?"

"That's true."

Watola smiled, with a bit of excitement in his eyes:

"With our current strength, we really can't defeat Rose's troops, or in other words, with this scale, we are qualified to escape freely."

"But..."

Watola deliberately prolonged his tone:

"Why should we fight Rose's troops head-on?"

"What do you mean?" The subordinate showed an incredible expression.

Watola smiled at this time and said:

"I'm curious, what can make the old man and the Chaos Princess care about at the same time..."

The subordinates completely understood at this time that Wattola wanted to snatch food from the tiger's mouth when the self-disciplined troops were searching for targets! !

"Lord, is this too dangerous?" The subordinate asked nervously.

Wattola did not respond, but turned his head to look at an autonomous weapon.

About two seconds later, he suddenly opened his eyes wide:

"Here it comes!"

"Don't even think about it!!"

Accompanied by a roar.

A huge black wolf 20 meters high suddenly appeared from the burning forest, and pounced on an autonomous machine with sharp teeth and claws. Both sides fell back in a loud collision.

"Divine beast? How could there be such a high-level orc in this forest?" Wattola's subordinates said in astonishment.

"There!!"

Wattola's eyes lit up, and his figure dispersed in an instant, turning into golden bats, rushing towards the direction where the orc suddenly appeared.

He was so fast that he even arrived at the destination before the other Rose troops.

After passing through several large trees burning with flames, Wattola saw a small hill and a bear cave below it.

"Human?"

Wattola looked at the shivering figure curled up in the bear cave in astonishment.

It was a girl who was no older than 18, wearing a white dress, with dark gray spots on her cheeks and arms, and a look of deep fear in her eyes.

Without caring about anything else, Wattola, who guessed that the girl was the Chaos Princess and the target of the Forgotten War King, immediately summoned his own beast.

A silver-gray demon snake rose from the ground, opened its mouth and bit the girl, and then flew into the sky with her in its mouth.

At the same time, Wattola, who had turned into a bat, also flew in the same direction.

Almost in the next second.

Nearly a hundred red rays flooded the hill, directly erasing it and the nearby surface.

Thousands of meters away.

On the head of a wingless snake soaring in the sky.

Golden bats gathered on the head of the demon snake, and then Wattola's embarrassed figure was revealed.

He patted his right shoulder that was pierced by the laser, looked at the flattened area a kilometer away, and secretly said: "It was really dangerous just now."

"Who are you?"

A doubtful voice sounded.

Watola lowered his head, and his angle was just right to see the head of the girl held in the mouth of his beast.

"I should be the one to ask this question, beautiful."

Watola bowed gracefully and asked with a smile:

"I wonder if I can know your name?"

The girl with blond hair and wheat skin was silent for a moment and said:

"Celestida, Celestida Shati."

"It turned out to be Shati."

Watola's eyes flashed with a strange look.

The medium smells very light, has no special power, no signs of training, and has the strength of an ordinary person... Why would such a rubbish that I don't even want to suck blood from attract the attention of the old men and the True Ancestors... Watora thought in confusion.

"Although it happened suddenly, I hope Xiati can cooperate with me and avoid those pursuers."

"I understand, I will try my best to cooperate with you." Celesta said, lowering her eyes slightly.

Like the man who attacked the tribe and killed the chief, this man is also a vampire... Celesta's evasive eyes are filled with a little hatred.

She is not stupid.

The people who attacked her tribe and rescued her are all vampires, how could she not taste the trick?

According to the content of the novels that the clan leader grandfather gave me, this is the so-called hero saving the beauty? The so-called self-directed and self-acted... Damn, these vampires destroyed my home and wanted to deceive me... Celesta's eyes flashed with hatred, but quickly hid it.

She had learned to restrain her true emotions, even if the price was extremely high, after her family was destroyed overnight.

She wanted revenge, but she also knew that she could only lie dormant now, so now she could only cooperate with Wattola to "play dumb".

After flying in the sky for a while, the two people with different thoughts but who looked like princes and princesses suddenly found something unusual.

"We seem to be flying back again..."

Looking at the burning forest in the distance and the Rose troops in it, Wattola narrowed his eyes.

"How could it be?" Celesta showed a stunned expression.

And at this moment.

"Ga! Ga! 3.4"

A bird call like a crow sounded.

One after another, flying dragons like pterosaurs appeared from all around, occupying the entire sky and surrounding Wattora in the center.

"Is this... a familiar beast?"

Wattora immediately identified the true form of the pterosaur.

Then, he suddenly sensed a magical power and quickly looked up.

Above the sky.

Located diagonally above Wattora's head.

A huge flying beast with a lion's head and an eagle's body spread its wings and glided in the sky.

Above the flying beast, a woman with charming purple hair, tied in twin ponytails, and a face similar to Lan Yu Asagi, stood there coldly.

Wattora's throat was dry for a moment, and his tone was full of astonishment:

"How could it be..."

"The second true ancestor... Esvodgur Yazi..."

(The picture is the second true ancestor.)

Chapter 507 The so-called original empire

The huge group of flying dragons almost covered the entire sky, thousands of them, almost blocking all the ways.

Seeing this, Wattola naturally understood what the person above meant, and he did not run away, driving his beast to stop in the air.

The flying beast with a lion head and an eagle body lowered its altitude, and the purple-haired woman standing on the back of the flying beast looked down at Wattola, revealing a trace of surprise:

"It turned out to be the little guy from the Zhulan family. Doesn't he want to get involved in this matter?"

Hearing this, Wattola felt his scalp tingling, and hurriedly responded in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, the old man just asked me to check the situation."

This is true.

And the Forgotten War King asked him to be careful when he came to check.

At that time, he didn't understand what it meant, but now he understands. It turns out that the woman in his hand is the common target of the three true ancestors.

This time, he intervened blindly, and his brain was really filled with water. .

"..His temper is still as weird as ever."

The second True Ancestor, the Tianbu whose former name was Esvodgur Yazi, glanced at Wattora and didn't care about Wattora. He just said lightly:

"The girl in your hand is still useful to me, hand it over."

She didn't mean to be polite at all, and didn't care that Wattora was a subordinate of the Forgotten War King and represented the face of the Forgotten War King.

Didn't Wattora say it? The Forgotten War King just asked him to come and see the situation.

In that case, isn't it normal to return empty-handed?

Seeing this, Wattora suddenly felt his scalp tingling. It was not right to hand over the person under his feet, nor was it right not to hand him over.

He was called a battle madman by others in the War King field, but he didn't dare to show his teeth too much in front of the True Ancestor.

And now that he was surrounded by the True Ancestors with their beasts, he didn't believe that he could escape safely.

But if he rashly handed over Celesta Shati, he felt very aggrieved.

It would be fine if he didn't get the person that his father cared about, but now he got it and it was snatched away by the second True Ancestor. Where is the face of the Forgotten War King?

Besides, Celesta is still in his hands. The second True Ancestor is a little bit cautious about the dead end, and he can delay for a while.

At least, delay until the first True Ancestor comes, or at worst, delay until the third True Ancestor forces to join the game...

Seeing that Wattola has not made any move, Esward frowned and said coldly:

"What? Didn't you hear what I said?"

"Your Majesty..."

Watola's face froze, and he didn't dare to answer.

At this time, Wattola had already scolded those vampires who sold false information to death.

Who said that the second True Ancestor was a good-tempered stay-at-home? The one in front of him almost put his faint murderous intention on the table.

If this Celesta Xiati didn't hand it over, he might really die here.

"Oh, a thousand-year-old old woman bullying an innocent boy, isn't that a bit bad."

A voice with a hint of ridicule sounded.

When Wattola heard the voice, not only his scalp, but his entire face twitched.

Wattola looked up to the right and saw a woman in a white dress and a bun-like bun with green hair standing in the air, smiling sweetly.