Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 523 Return to Sanglong and start killing
The dizziness caused by the space teleportation quickly subsided like the tide, and the environment in front of me gradually became clear.

A faint whispering sounded in his ears. Gao Yang opened his eyes and looked up at the pale sky above his head.

Everything is so familiar.

The fight with the old believers seems like it was just yesterday.

Gao Yang withdrew his gaze and looked around.

He was currently in a two-story courtyard with no one in it. The building behind him exuded a sense of age, eroded by time. One could tell at a glance that the building had been around for quite some time.

Next to him was Bella, who had just finished teleporting.

She slowed down, then opened her eyes and looked at Gao Yang.

Gao Yang looked at her and asked, "Where is this place?"

Bella took a deep breath and quickly replied, "My residence is outside the capital of the Sanglong Empire. I just finished a three-month rotation and have a week of rest.

Mr. Gao Yang, you can stay with me for the next few days. Once you get familiar with the place, if you want to move out, that's fine too."

"Is there a map of the world of Sanglong?" Gao Yang asked.

As he finished speaking, Bella was about to answer when suddenly a powerful consciousness quickly gathered in the courtyard.

This consciousness was extremely weak, but with a hint of madness, like a terminally ill patient who was desperately trying all kinds of treatments.

Gao Yang knew that this was the arrival of the plane consciousness of the Sanglong world.

A wave came down from the plane consciousness above. Gao Yang closed his eyes and communicated with it.

Soon, the plane consciousness dissipated and Gao Yang's eyes opened again.

He looked up at the pale sky again, a golden light flashing in his eyes.

In the communication with the plane consciousness just now, Gao Yang learned about the situation of the entire Sanglong world. It can only be said that the current situation of the Sanglong world is really not optimistic.

The Old Ones have occupied more than 90% of the area of ​​the entire plane. The population originally living in the world of Sanglong has shrunk from billions at the beginning to less than 100 million today.

Among them, about two-thirds of the lives died in the war between Sanglong and the Old Gods.

Now, the number of believers in the Old Gods' Religion is more than ten times that of the remaining humans.

If the remaining humans are wiped out, then the world of Sanglong will no longer have the possibility of resistance, and the entire world will turn into its former pasture for them to suck at their heart's content.

This is also the reason why Gao Yang’s plane consciousness descended quickly as soon as he arrived in the Sanglong world.

It needs Gao Yang to do something for this world.

Gao Yang looked at Bella and said, "Master Bella, I am going to the Fran Fortress now. If possible, you can notify the resistance forces of the Sanglong Empire and ask them to prepare."

"Preparation?" Bella's eyes flashed with confusion, but she immediately said: "Flan Fortress has already fallen, and even the Moran Fortress where the resistance forces are stationed in the west is more than a month away from the Fran Fortress.

How are you going to get there, it's such a long distance?"

"How to get there? Of course, we kill our way there."

Gao Yang looked up at the sky, a murderous smile on his lips.

The next moment, a pair of wide dragon wings unfolded from his back, and with a flap, he soared into the sky. After reaching a height of several hundred meters, he stepped on the air. The terrifying force instantly compressed the air beneath his feet into a hardness as hard as steel, making a crackling sound.

Taking advantage of this recoil force, Gao Yang shook his dragon wings, causing a sonic boom, and then quickly shot out to the west.

Bella looked at Gao Yang who disappeared quickly, and was stunned at first. Then, regardless of her own injuries that had not yet healed, she quickly rushed out of the house and rushed towards the direction of the Mage Alliance.

She had a premonition that something big was about to happen.

Gao Yang flew out of the imperial capital, but the noise he just made was like a huge rock thrown into a lake, stirring up layer upon layer of surging waves in the dead silent imperial capital.

Gao Yang was high in the sky, and the map that had just been given to him by the plane consciousness was flickering in his mind. At his current flying speed, he would be able to reach the westernmost resistance fortress of the Sanglong Empire, the Moran Fortress, in about an hour.

Moran Fortress is located between two long mountain ranges, connecting the two mountain ranges together, like a natural moat, blocking the way of the Old Gods.

This huge fortress has a permanent garrison of more than 500,000 troops, which, together with the city walls that stretch for nearly a hundred miles and various city defense equipment, have buried countless old believers outside the fortress.

In comparison, the Fran Fortress, with only a few thousand garrisons, was like a baby that had not yet been weaned.

An hour passed quickly, and Gao Yang, who was high in the sky, could already see two dark green mountain ranges that undulated like dragons at the end of his vision.

There is still a long distance between the two mountain ranges, but this space is now connected by a huge iron-black wall, which is the Moran Fortress.

As the distance quickly shortened, Gao Yang could even see the Moran Fortress and the resistance forces on the mountains on both sides, as well as the Old Believers outside the fortress who were pouring towards the fortress like a tide on the black land.

Gao Yang looked at this scene, his face as calm as a lake.

These guys have been eroded by the Old Ones and have lost all their self-identity. Only a twisted body remains, driven by the Old Ones' religion, and continuously rushes towards the Sanglong Empire.

Gao Yang flew over the Moran Fortress and was discovered by the resistance forces in the fortress in just a moment.

But before the resistance army could react, Gao Yang's body was already burning with fighting spirit, and the next moment he fell like a meteorite towards the outside of Moran Fortress.

The nearly ten-meter-tall dragon's body rubbed against the air, igniting flames. Dou Qi, which was even hotter than the flames, gathered under his feet, bringing with it terrifying energy fluctuations.

Under the gaze of many resistance forces, Gao Yang suddenly fell several kilometers in front of Moran Fortress.

Boom! ! !
An earth-shaking roar accompanied by a fiery red fighting spirit shock wave exploded, and the entire Moran Fortress trembled because of this bombardment.

The black earth was like the surface of water, with Gaoyang as the center, and layers of ground were flying around.

Also scattered with them were the fanatical and bloodthirsty Old Ones on the earth.

On the wall of Moran Fortress, a man as strong as an ox and with a resolute face, wearing heavy armor, looked at the movement in the distance, and the corner of his eye twitched involuntarily.

What followed was a lot of surprise.

Although I don’t know who the person is, it is obviously a friend, not an enemy.

At the center of the violent explosion, a huge silver sword suddenly emerged from the smoke and dust.

The sharp sword blade was wrapped in sword energy. With just one sweep of the sword, all the old believers within a few hundred meters were cut in half, and blood and broken limbs were scattered all over the ground.

Looking at the experience gain prompts that were flashing across his retina like a waterfall, Gao Yang simply closed them and began to kill the endless number of Old Ones.

(End of this chapter)