The old man you see with your phone is highly suspicious.

The social structure of the dragon race is similar to that of a religious state, but they worship the ancestral dragon gods. The Tyrannosaurus God is equivalent to the phantom of all the ancestral dragon gods, and after the Tyrannosaurus God steps down, he will also become a member of the ancestral dragon soul.

Below them are the various "elders," who are more like bishops in a religion.

Below them are the dragons, who are similar to priests and are responsible for the battles of their entire race.

However, this is not absolute. Dragons are born warriors, possessing strength of at least Tier 2 from birth. With minimal training, they can reach legendary levels that are unmatched by other races.

As long as one diligently hones their skills, they can generally reach near-4th rank or 4th rank strength within a lifespan of several hundred years.

It could be said that their starting point is the end point for many races.

Their strength is beyond doubt; they can mobilize the entire population to fight, and every dragon can become a powerful being. And now, there are actually some foolish guys who want to attack the dragon clan's stronghold.

So a large number of dragons went into battle, but as soon as the dragons gathered together went outside, they saw several Iron Fist rocket launchers all pointed at them in the distance.

"boom!"

The specially designed Panzerfaust rocket launcher did not explode in front of them, but rather exploded in the air above them, with countless particles of powder drifting into the air with the blast.

And countless dragons who only inhale a tiny bit of this stuff...

In an instant, the DNA of homecoming impulse within them was awakened. It was the most instinctive and primal impulse engraved deep in their souls, an impulse set up by the dragon ancestors so that their descendants could live on.

Olivia knew that she had been living here for many days.

She knew that when the dragon race was enslaved, countless dragons committed suicide. There were always birds that could not be confined in cages, and when they lost their freedom in the sky, they would choose to die.

The dragon race's suicidal impulse is even stronger than that of their bird descendants. At its worst, the entire dragon population was reduced to only about a hundred individuals.

After being branded with the mark of slavery, they would die.

At this moment, some of the dragon ancestors decided to endure, but they did not enslave themselves. Instead, they instilled in all dragons an instinct called "homecoming impulse".

This is to give all dragons a hope to survive.

A hope that allows these birds, who have lost their freedom, to live, instead of the urge to die.

As a result, over tens of millions of years, this urge to return home intensified and gradually became the core of the dragon civilization.

They longed for the direction and taste of their hometown.

Because this is their only hope for survival. Only by returning to their hometown can they break free from all shackles and continue to soar freely under the blue sky.

This is the root of the impulse to return home.

Therefore, countless dragons secretly fled their homeland, flying into the unknown cosmos, hoping to find their way home, the coordinates of their homeland...

But in the end, when the portal connected with them, all they found were corpses.

How many of these bodies did they bury on the spot?

Hundreds of millions? Or billions?

They don't know.

But today, suddenly, this endless urge to return home was triggered. They stared wide-eyed, savoring the 100% pure scent in the air, the most instinctive scent etched deep in their souls by their ancestors.

Some people burst into tears after just one breath, while many more, including Lao Long, frantically grabbed at the dust on the ground, then put it in their mouths and inhaled it through their noses, making a complete spectacle of themselves...

But not a single dragon cared about their image; they laughed maniacally, tears, saliva, and snot mingling, drool dripping onto the ground… like a bunch of the most insane lunatics…

As Olivia looked at the dragons, she suddenly sighed and crushed a glass bead in her hand.

A projection appeared in the sky above the entire sacred mountain. It was Xue Luding imitating the consciousness of Earth. He said softly and gently, "I am the guardian of Earth. Dragons, welcome home!"

In an instant, the entire sacred mountain fell silent.

The next moment, all the dragons laughed through their tears, wailing loudly, but they couldn't help but smile.

After 6500 million years of waiting, Mother finally remembered them and led them home.

Chapter 242 The Strongest Dragon in History (Part 1)

Whether it's fighting against calamities or stealing the dragons' home, the fundamental purpose is to weaken the dragons' advantage and increase the little dragon girl's chances of winning.

This time, he doesn't need the main force to participate in the battle. In fact, the only thing he has that can play a role in the battle is the Divine Tree Seed. Neither the Sky Thunder nor the Zero Beast can play a significant role in battles above level 5.

As for the Illusion Manifestation and the Holy Sword of Salvation, they can indeed reach Tier 5 combat power under extremely harsh conditions, but they can only be successfully activated if they go through a long process, such as if the old Demon Emperor could unify the world and then start the Gratitude Classroom for decades.

They didn't have much time; at most, they only had about ten days in this world, which was far from enough.

Xue's Law hasn't tested what would happen if he wasn't on Earth when the old man refreshed, but it's highly likely that he won't refresh.

After all, this cheat system was created by the consciousness of Earth to train him to defeat Zeus. The old man who appears every week is a "teacher" from another world captured by his mother to train him.

But Mom probably didn't expect Xue's Law to be so efficient. He completed the task in 10 days and then started planning to take down Zeus.

Therefore, when you stay on other planets, it is highly likely that no new travelers will visit when the refresh time arrives.

As Xue Luding pondered, he reached out and touched Xiaolongniang's head. Xiaolongniang stared blankly, unaware of what kind of battle was about to unfold.

It's a pity that this dull-witted world consciousness has been saddled with the dragon race, which has been plotting for who knows how long.

This world's consciousness was probably blurred by the apostle who planted the tree, and then the dragons directly fed it medicine for more than three thousand years during the period of blurred consciousness. Now it is really half an idiot.

Otherwise, He wouldn't have used the image of Little Dragon Girl, a child with a blank stare, as His form.

"When the time comes, just follow my orders. Don't worry, I'll handle everything," Xue Dinglu reassured Xiaolongniang.

“Okay, Daddy~” Little Dragon Mother nodded earnestly.

She has only learned basic everyday words so far, and her vocabulary is no more than 30 words, even after Obsidian and White Raven taught her for a few days at the camp.

But when Xue Luding touched Xiaolongniang's hair again, the feeling of kinship from his blood left him speechless.

It seems that Xue's gene in Xiaolongniang is now higher than that of the dragon race. I don't know if this is a passive or active ability. If it is an active ability, then Xiaolongniang can slide to her knees faster than Liu Chan.

There's a strong sense now that "everything is left to the Prime Minister to handle."

However, Little Dragon Girl can indeed fuse the abilities of other races, including dragons, including Xue Lude. Even after the Frost Dragon and Calamity Dragon clones were killed in the Old Demon Emperor's camp, Little Dragon Girl simultaneously gained the abilities of those two dragons.

She seems to be able to encompass and integrate any ability; this is the world consciousness. Although she is just an avatar, she possesses all the abilities that the world itself should have.

Therefore, this is her strongest power, the power that belongs to the world, and also the trump card that gives Xue Lude the confidence to defeat all enemies.

……

They arrived at the back of the sacred mountain, at a place called "Dragon Tomb".

"Let's begin, try to break through together." Xue Dinglu felt like a Pokémon trainer, and Xiaolongniang was his trump card.

Little Dragon Girl immediately swung her big tail and arrived at the barrier. Inside the barrier was a battlefield where zombies were combined with dragons and the world's consciousness, and Xue Luding was going to bring Little Dragon Girl to join this battlefield.

Sure enough, after exploring for quite some time, she discovered the problem and bit down on the barrier.

Xue's Law: "..."

No, you bit it?

However, the next moment, she actually bit through the barrier.

Xue's Law: "!!!"

He took the lead and entered the barrier, followed closely by Little Dragon Girl.

This is a battlefield covered with endless corpses and dragon blood. Under the setting sun, the intertwined zombie dragons are trying again and again to wear down the world's consciousness, and now it seems that they are about to succeed.

Because the world's consciousness seems to have been completely soaked in dragon blood.

The gray sky shrouded the dragon's slender silhouette. When Xue Luding's sneakers touched the ground, sticky flesh and blood covered the entire pair of sneakers.

Furthermore, the purity and activity of magic within this barrier are the highest Xue Law has ever witnessed in his life; this activity is even comparable to that of the place where Old Grin lived within the Evil Eye.

It's so potent that a single puff could extend an ordinary person's life by several decades.

He finally understood that countless generations of dragons from the Dragon Clan had poured their remains into this barrier over the past three thousand years, enough to fill the entire barrier. And within this highly concentrated barrier, the dead dragons would not truly die.

They will gradually recover in this high-concentration environment, and then rise again to charge towards the world.

However, after dying too many times, the consciousness of the former dragon ancestors had long since ceased to think due to the constant cycle of "death and resurrection," and they had completely become puppets that acted on instinct.

Just like the Lich King that Xue Law had to face when he first came into contact with the extraordinary.

Is it worth paying such a high price to seize control of the world's will?

Xue's Law didn't know, but Tyrannosaurus God clearly thought it was worth it, and it also threw itself into it, risking its life.

Like a gambler who's lost everything, with sunk costs too high, he has no choice but to keep gambling.

So now, even if Xue Lude wanted to negotiate with Tyrannosaurus God, it would be impossible; the only option left is—war!

Only after beating his older cousin on this blue planet to the ground and forcing him to kneel will he listen to Xue's reasoning.

In the distance, the zombie chimera dragon seemed to have noticed Xue Lude's situation. It stopped attacking the world consciousness and, in an instant, several colossal dragons that blotted out the sky appeared behind the zombie chimera dragon.

Not only that, the top of the zombie dragon's head began to twist and separate. The next moment, a giant dragon tens of meters tall with a dark gold body looked down at Xue Luding from afar, as if the eldest son was looking down at the person in front of him.

Tyrannosaurus God, or rather, the former Tyrannosaurus God.

The moment Xue Dinglu stepped into this place, he sensed Xue Dinglu's aura, and at the same time, he sensed the extremely strong "blessing of his homeland" emanating from Xue Dinglu.

An inexplicable surge of jealousy and hatred washed over him, so intense that it nearly consumed him.

He even recognized that Xue's race was the descendant of the scattered rats in the gutter that they despised most during the Cretaceous period!

With just a glance, they knew they couldn't persuade each other and that a fight was the only option.

"A rat..." This was Tyrannosaurus God's first comment upon meeting Xue Lude.

Xue's Law also laughed.

His ancestors during the Cretaceous period were indeed just loose mice of the class Synapsid, crawling in the shadows of burrows.

However, he did not feel that his bloodline was inferior at all, because now he could openly tell the Tyrannosaurus God that on the road to evolving into a supreme king, his family of scattered rats was far superior to your dragon race!

He looked at Tyrannosaurus Rex and retorted in kind, "Lizard..."

Tyrannosaurus God's face froze instantly. Then, a cruel, human-like smile appeared on the corner of the dark gold dragon's mouth. He no longer wanted to engage in verbal sparring; he only wanted to fight. In fact, this tiny descendant of a rat dared to provoke him on his home turf; it was courting death!

"Heh, rat, then I'll see how much of a future you can have, even with Mother's current favoritism!" Thick steam billowed from the dark gold dragon's mouth, its bloodthirsty smile growing even more ferocious.

"Then come and give it a try!" Xue Dinglu said, grabbing Xiaolongniang's hand.

"Then let's fight!" The roar of the Tyrannosaurus God instantly resounded throughout the entire world.

At this moment, everyone on the ground witnessed this earth-shattering battle in the sky. When Xue Law modified the foundation of the world, this Dragon Tomb became a truly tangible "paradise".