Monster life starting from picking up materials

"So the Black Dragon died at the center of the world, releasing enough energy to burn both the sky and the earth."

"Regarding the Black Dragon Refining Activity, have any other taboo entities shown any abnormalities?"

The Great Elder narrowed his eyes, looked up at the blood-red sky, and instantly locked onto the other figures in the Black Dragon legend.

"No special information has been received from the fort near King Shured's city. The legendary nightmare still slumbers."

"But the death of the Black Dragon should have awakened him. What kind of power does he want to rely on to undo everything?"

Or are they coming to destroy the future they are trying to sow?

Who knows what Taboo is thinking.

He may have come, but Ji Jie didn't think he could do anything.

"The abnormal phenomena in the divine realm have not changed."

The dragon man did not confront the Flame Dragon anymore, but sat down directly. His legs and feet had shrunk with age, and were in the largest disproportionate proportion to his body. It was inevitable that he would feel uncomfortable standing for a long time.

"Perhaps, no matter how the world changes, it will not affect that being with extraordinary power."

The Great Elder sighed and became more and more curious about Ji Jie's existence, but some questions outweighed his curiosity about the other party.

"We killed the Black Dragon once, so how did the Black Dragon die in East Dorma?"

"The legendary hunter donned the Evil Dragon Armor, and the remaining hunters in East Dorma fought with all their might."

"The hunter transformed into a dragon and guided the Dragon-Slaying Spear into the core of the Black Dragon."

The Great Elder was silent, his eyes looking dead.

"Why didn't you stay in Dondoruma?"

He didn't know why he asked this question. If he asked, he might disappoint the Great Elder, but the doubts that arose from not asking clearly would definitely disappoint him.

This was the first time he took off half of his mask and communicated with the people in this world.

The silent elder raised his head. This was a personal question for him.

A question that, if left unanswered, the monster sitting next to it will be disappointed.

The black dragon is called the evil dragon because it has intelligence but is still cruel. The kindness of this intelligent dragon in front of him seems particularly precious in contrast.

This part is already included in the more details of the whole battle.

"The story begins when the Black Dragon was resurrected. Back then, I hadn't replayed the experience like I do now."

"At that time, nothing was more hopeless than an unkillable monster."

289

Chapter 289 If only everything could happen again (Revised)

"As we take monsters and use them, each challenge becomes stronger."

"So, we decided to use the power of the evil dragon to kill the evil dragon."

"So, you use the materials from the Black Dragon Refining to create equipment?"

Ji Jie recalled the large refining facilities he saw on the road.

"Yes, a large number of craftsmen boarded airships and went to the frontline strongholds that had fought against the Black Dragon to collect materials and refine them on the spot."

"As if we deserved it, everything went smoothly. We were the only ones who dared to get close to the debris that fell from the evil dragon."

The fragments crushed the city like meteorites, and the evil dragon's blood flowed like a river of magma.

"We combined a considerable amount of ancient dragon materials, but after completing the assembly of the armor forged from the evil dragon materials, there were no hunters capable of wearing the armor."

The evil dragon's armor rejected everyone, and the mere thought of wearing it would trigger an instinctive fear.

"The Evil Dragon's Armor recognizes only one hunter, the hero who stole the Black Dragon's evil eye."

The Great Elder raised his head, looked towards the darkening sky and closed his eyes.

The Black Dragon is selecting the hunter who can dance with him, and the legendary hunter will definitely not refuse.

"He agreed."

"Yes, but he was almost paralyzed after being rescued from the battlefield. Everyone wanted him to retreat to the rear to recuperate, but I refused their offer and chose to go to Pokai Village alone."

The Great Elder looked at Ji Jie in surprise, but when he saw the red-haired and fanged face, he closed his eyes helplessly and let out a heavy breath.

After a violent fluctuation, his thoughts continued to tell his story.

"Besides him wearing the Evil Dragon Armor, we have other weapons that might kill the Evil Dragon. They are weapons that only dragon people can pull out, and I'm not the only one who can contribute my strength."

In Pokai Village, there is a greatsword that can only be wielded by dragon people. It is made of black dragon materials. The dragon people pursued the White God deep into the snow-capped mountains, but the White God's fatal blow triggered an avalanche.

After the avalanche, the White God hid in the blocked snow-capped mountains of Sinnoh, while the dragon people built a village at the foot of the mountains, waiting for the White God to appear again and complete the fateful battle with him.

But until the death of the dragon man, the White God never appeared again, but the weapon he used froze the village of Pokai, waiting for future generations to fulfill their last wish of defeating the White God.

If there is anything that can kill the immortal black dragon, then the black dragon sword must be able to do it.

"I went to Pokai Village and unsheathed the weapon, but my destined enemy appeared..."

"White God Collapse Dragon, humph, just average."

Benglong is the white god opposite to the black god Tyrannosaurus. Legend has it that when the white god and the black god join forces, the world will be destroyed.

This legend is so widespread that it even surpasses the legend of the black dragon. The disasters it caused also surpass the illusory legend of the black dragon. Some ignorant hunters also think that the black and white gods and the black dragon are equally mythical beings, which also affects the star rating to a certain extent.

"But on the way to East Doruma, a large number of refugees were migrating due to frequent disasters, and I repelled the mad monsters chasing the crowd..."

Faced with a disaster like the Black Dragon's landing, the monsters with keen instincts will only become more crazy, and even the ancient dragons will get involved.

The hunters who were scattered around the sky all rushed towards the route of the Black Dragon. The number and strength of the hunters who could stay behind to protect the migrating villagers were quite limited.

A group of ordinary blue speed dragons can cholera a settlement inhabited by ordinary people, not to mention the monsters that go crazy in the chain reaction.

Both they and the monster chose the safest route, but there was no safety between them and the monster.

Monsters attacked villages and hunted migrating people.

Panic spread among the fleeing crowd, causing them to trample on each other and push their compatriots towards the oncoming Blue Speed Dragon, even though their own legs were weak and they could no longer move.

The escorting hunters are also human beings. They will panic and flee because of the panic of ordinary people, and they will be distracted and injured because of their concern for the crowds, but the disaster will not stop because of these.

In the end, only a small number of people were able to gather around the great elder.

A single sweep of the evil dragon sword in his hand could make a large monster realize that he was invincible, and it would either die or be repelled.

But people's fragile spirits cannot be repaired, and there is only one great elder.

"Ah... In the end, I only saw the sky and the earth begin to burn. I couldn't catch up..."

Blood bloomed in the sky, burning the blazing skylight. The violent earthquake made the powerful dragon people stagger, and ordinary people fell to the ground, unable to save themselves from the abyss.

The old man who crawled out of purgatory whimpered and gasped, breathing as if he was using all his strength.

The heavy sword was thrown away, and the old man drew the wakizashi from his waist and stabbed it into his abdomen without hesitation.

"There wasn't even anyone to speak up for me. The evil dragon's weapon saved my life. When I opened my eyes, I saw the people who needed me."

The dragon minister climbed onto the dragon man's face and poured the last bit of water into the dragon man's mouth.

The awakened dragon man wondered whether this was heaven or hell. He wanted to raise his hands to struggle against this world, but found that he had to release the evil dragon blade first.

“People need me, and the world needs us to find the right place to sow seeds again.”

Ji Jie remained silent and helped the dragon man recover.

The hunter hiding outside the valley was still watching, wanting to come over but unable to move because his legs were trembling.

He could not see the purgatory scene in the resonance, but he could hear his grandfather's despair.

Ji Jie took a few steps and disappeared into the shadow of the valley, watching the hunter accompanying the great elder.

"What on earth are you?"

The Great Elder's thoughts were still connected with him, and he calmly asked about the disappeared Flame King Dragon.

"Just a traveler here... Want me to take the story somewhere else?"

Ji Jie thought for a moment and replied.

The Great Elder's thoughts stretched out and retracted, wanting to express something but stopped.

He didn't care that much about the other person's identity and just nodded.

Ji Jie also disappeared from the dragon man's mind.

He climbed to the top of the mountain, looked at the human settlement, and wondered if there was anything he could do.

It is not a donation of kindness within one's ability, but a blessing to the remaining civilization in a destroyed world.

The energy underground is surging up with his attraction.

You have to queue up.

The energy is becoming orderly and can't wait to enter the body of the Dark Dragon.

But when they lined up and were about to enter, Ji Jie stopped his desire to absorb, and the floating energy that was sorted out was confused and about to sink.

Before they sank, Jijie revealed his intention to absorb them, causing them to line up again.

The city that had never been conquered attracted warriors to come continuously, and they consciously arranged themselves in neat formations.

The city gates opened and closed, but no warrior could break in.

Until the warriors in the back could no longer see the situation in front and kept standing in line, and the warriors in the front were blocked by the team in the back and could not disperse.

Even if the city leaves, the warriors' ranks will continue forever, and the chaotic energy will be restrained and stabilized.

He didn't make anyone's clothes so ill-fitting that they couldn't be worn; he simply removed an inconspicuous button beneath an intricate carving.

The dragon people watched as the blue stars flew away into the bloody night, taking their stories with them.

He should also leave some stories for the future of this world. Who knows, these may be the ancient documents of the next generation of civilization.

The dragon man was engraving on the stone slab.

“If only everything could happen again.”

“It would be great if none of this happened.”

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Chapter 290: Eating Books.

Across the sunken land and the rising bay, ancient towers still stand, surrounded by broken mountains.

It's tattered, but it seems to have always been tattered like this.

There was no noisy roar, nor were there monsters guarding the area for him to break through. Ji Jie flew directly to the top of the tower and looked around.

There is no flying white fluorescence here, and the stones under your feet are cold and indifferent, different from normal temperature.

and then?

Ji Jie waited for a long time and dreamed that the sun was blocked, and his vision and the sky became dim.

A holy being dressed in pure white traversed the deep darkness, its arms and head raised three destinies, and a cold voice pierced his nerves:

"Are you going to stay in this failed world line?"

On its drooping arms, the volcano fell on the broken city.

"Or should we go to this successful world line?"

On the raised arm, limestone fell onto the lush island.

"Or maybe we can return to a world line that never happened."

Above His head, the lighthouse of Tangia Harbor overlooks the calm and peaceful ocean.

In the dream, I chose the one on the sacred head without hesitation.

He had no intention of staying here, nor did he feel that he should share the success and joy that humans had already achieved. He just wanted to return to a place he was familiar with.

The Holy One appreciated his sincerity and trapped him in a second world line—

……