Chapter 920: Real Dragon Temple

At the other end of the magical continent, the dragon emperor Albert, who had just returned to his territory from the Ailan Hill Empire, walked into the palace he once liked very much.

This was once the most magnificent palace in the world: every few meters, there is a perennial magic spar lamp lighting, and pleasing murals can be seen everywhere.

The floor tiles in the corridors of the hall are all inlaid with gold, and you can make a nice clicking sound when you step on it. To describe it in one word, it is rich and powerful.

It's a pity that the current Dragon Emperor doesn't like such vulgar decorations anymore. What he prefers is the low-key and luxurious simple style of the Ailan Hill Empire.

What makes him even more unbearable is that there is no wifi here, there is no video call system that can immediately contact his subordinates, and there is no delicious food he likes.

From a certain perspective, he now prefers Ailan Hill to his own home in the true sense.

But after all, his home is his own home, after all, this place still gave the Dragon King a more sense of security and belonging.

He walked in his palace, passed through a long corridor, and came to a magnificent hall.

This is the main hall dedicated to the Dragon God, and this is the most sacred place for the dragons-but the decoration here is simple and unpretentious, like a huge cave, full of raw ore of magic spar glowing with blue light.

In the middle of these magic ores, there is a huge skeleton. This skeleton is so huge that it is only one-third of the skeleton itself, but this one-third is already larger than the dragon emperor’s incarnation. The dragon is even bigger.

Although beside the petrified bone claws, there is a huge skull that can never be lifted up again. This skull is leaning against a broken magic stalactite, and the hollow eye sockets can no longer see the breath.

Even without a little bit of anger, this skeleton still exudes a light blue light. These magical atmospheres that have remained strong after millions of years prove that this skeleton was once powerful.

At the top of this huge cave, there is a hole that was formed naturally or deliberately. Sunlight shines in from this hole, so that the entire cave is bathed in soft light.

The Dragon Sovereign stood in front of this huge corpse, just looking at it silently. The owner of this skeleton is not the father of the Dragon King, and he does not know whether it is the ancestor of the Dragon Clan lying here or the Dragon God himself in the true sense.

In short, this world once fell into a more powerful dragon, and no one knows why it fell.

Even the dragons with a long life cannot be verified in the ancient times. That is a history that has long been submerged by the years, a legend that no one knows.

If the tree of life of the elves is the root of the faith and power of the elves, then the roots of the dragons, the pride of the dragons, and the power of the dragons come from here.

He likes to stand here, because he who is standing here can feel his own insignificance. He stands here with humility and piety, because every time he stands here, he knows that he can become stronger.

It's a pity that what he saw and heard in the Ailan Hill Empire had shaken the Dragon King's state of mind. He reluctantly admitted the fact that even if he was as powerful as this skeleton, he could not defeat the terrible one. Of the human empire.

Because he had witnessed the "Great Falling Technique" that could destroy the entire world. Compared with the staff of the gods, that attack was a nightmare that lingered in the Dragon Emperor's heart.

In the Dragon King’s cognition, only gods are qualified to destroy the world. But when this divine power is mastered by mortals, the prestige of God is left in the world.

With a sigh, the Dragon Emperor stretched out his hand and pressed his powerful palm on the claw closest to the front end of the skeleton.

As the strongest dragon clan today, he may only be able to feel the powerlessness and despair. The former glory was surpassed, and the former overlord went into decline...

The dragon king standing here is full of sadness and emotion at this moment, because looking at the skeleton in front of him, he seems to be looking at himself in the future.

The backward and outdated things can only wither away. If they are not the most powerful existence, they can only be turned into skeletons.

"Your Majesty! The envoy of the demon is here." Adair walked into the Dragon Temple, walked behind the Dragon Emperor, and said with his head slightly lowered.

"Let him come in!" The Dragon Emperor didn't mean to turn his head, his hand still pressed on the dragon's claws, and his voice echoed throughout the Dragon Temple, full of majesty and power.

"But your majesty... this is..." Adair looked up at this order and wanted to advise the Dragon Emperor.

"It doesn't matter, let him in!" The Dragon Emperor interrupted Adair, still insisting on his orders.

Adair nodded slightly again, then turned and walked out of this hall, which is very important to the dragons.

After a long while, a human walked into this mysterious and amazing hall. He was dressed in noble clothes, and the expression on his face was full of shock.

The Dragon Emperor turned his head this time and looked down at the human beings who walked in in front of the dragon claws: "The source of magic sent you to come to me, what is the matter?"

"The great source of magic hopes to join forces with the Dragon King. As long as the Ailan Hill Empire can be eliminated, the demons will never step into the magical world..." A devil's breath appeared in the human's eyes and said to the Dragon King. .

"What makes the source of magic think that the dragon race would be willing to mix with the demon race?" The Dragon Emperor glanced at the tiny human in front of him, and asked with full anger.

"Your Majesty! We all have a common enemy. Isn't this reason enough?" The human who was bewitched by the devil stepped forward and spoke quickly.

"Hahahaha!" The Dragon Sovereign seemed to have heard some joke, and laughed loudly. He continued to speak after he had laughed enough, and said to the demon messenger in front of him: "No matter how depressed I am, Albert still has a clear mind! "

"I won't talk about cooperation." He waved his hand, and then continued: "The only regret is that it is not me, Albert, who might kill the source of magic!"

"And you! It should be an honor! Because for thousands of years, you have been the only demon that came here, the closest demon to the Dragon Temple...the only demon who is fortunate enough to die here..." the Dragon Emperor said, while Stretched out a hand.

The human being bewitched by the devil was instantly burned to ashes by magic, and the screams echoed in the hall, making it a little more bloody.