Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen - Chapter 305 The truth about the dragon spirit species

“The territory of the dragon elves is much deserted than I thought.”

Although he has not personally visited the location of the dragon spirit species like Jibril, Roland’s space movement is basically unrestricted if the planet is used as the scope.

He walked on the black ground and muttered to himself.

Behind his shoulder, the young girl floating in the air curiously blinked her eyes, gradually fell down, and said matter-of-factly.

“There is nothing we can do about it. After all, dragon spirits are very strong. Even Flügel will not invade dragons that exist in groups. What’s more, they are not very interested in this war.”

In the information given by the forest elves, the achievements left by the dragon elves are not many, because although they are an ethnic group, their innately rare number determines that the dragon elves cannot exist in the form of a country.

Except for a few loners who broke away from the group, the remaining ones fought in the form of a dragon king with several slave dragons.

Among the three known dragon kings, only Zhonglong and Yanlong chose to participate in the war, and Conglong did not take the initiative to step into this vortex.

Therefore, after excluding the final dragon who basically does not show up actively and has no subordinates, the only ones that can truly represent the achievements of the dragon spirit species are Yanlong and his seven slave dragons as the main force.

After Yanlong took the initiative to provoke the Ex-Machi, but was killed by the Ex-Machina at the cost of sacrificing one-third of his main force, and all his subordinates were annihilated, it was rare to see the dragon outside the battlefield. Seed.

But despite this, such a tragic defeat not only did not make the dragon elf species be underestimated, but also caused other races to unanimously raise the threat of the machine-kai species to an extremely high level. This shows the gold content of the dragon elf species.

Because dragon spirits are recognized as perfect creatures.

Among the sixteen known races, except for the human race, which was not created by gods, all other races are derived from the divine race.

But the dragon spirits are also special here. Like humans, they have never had a god to protect them, because the dragon spirits were born from the remains of gods.

The record, experience, and essence of that divine being cannot be verified, but what is certain is that the other person has a very deep connection with the concept of creation of the world.

The dragon elves who have inherited this power are naturally extremely powerful. According to their own claims, even the weakest individual dragon elves will have the maximum number of elves that the Flügel can control in each scale, and The dragon’s body is made of hundreds of millions of scales, and the Sky Strike, the trump card of the Flügel, can theoretically only break one or two of their scales.

Even the bones left behind by the dragon spirit species after death are harder than any ore on this planet.

Generally, only 50-100 Flügels can defeat dragon elves. For a weapon that can kill gods with only 300 of them, this is an incredible achievement. The head of the dragon elves is inside the Flügel. Rarity has always been the highest level.

“Even now, I have to admit that even if I am prepared, those reptiles are still very difficult opponents. If I am not careful, I will lose my life.”

“I can’t tell it at all from your performance.”

Roland looked at Jibril who was looking around leisurely, as curious as a primary school student out for an outing, and said indifferently.

“Because I was the one who won in the end. Moreover, after exposing the dragon elf species’ scam, the process of fighting them was just a simple game, no different from other races that can serve as opponents.”

“Oh…a scam?”

Roland repeated it thoughtfully and said happily.

“You mean, the power of the dragon elves is just a trick, and the dragon elves are just a bunch of liars?”

“Yes, I can confirm that.”

Jibril saluted Roland gracefully and explained.

“This is the conclusion I have come to through the ugly legacy of the past six defeats.”

In the past, Jibril, who had the honor of killing the dragon elf alone, suffered five defeats from that dragon elf before she succeeded. Several times, she even survived because the other party left voluntarily.

“In the final analysis, the self-promotion of dragon spirits is simply unconvincing. In this world, the difference between strong and weak is insurmountable. Except for the strongest Lord Artosh, all other races are just weaklings lingering on. , even if there is a difference in strength between them, the order between the weak and the weak can be overturned.”

The legend of the dragon spirit species is indeed terrifying. The roar they release at the cost of their lives is enough to move the spirit species, and they are even recognized as having a combat power that rivals that of lower spirit species.

The Final Dragon is even ranked as the strongest with Artosh.

Jibril used to think so too, until the final dragon was defeated by Artosh and never showed his face again.

This fact made the girl realize that if the dragon spirits were really that strong, it would be impossible for the final dragon to survive. In this case, the dragon spirits were just as weak as the Flügel.

But after personally participating in the battle with the dragon elf, she became even more distressed, because the opponent’s power was real, but such a being was killed by a mere hundred Flügel.

Even if the Flügels have the characteristic of increasing their combined strength, they still cannot overcome this absolute power gap.

“This is too contradictory. If what the dragon spirits say is true, even if the number of Flügels increases fifty times, it will not be able to cause any harm to them. Therefore, I conclude that they used tactics to confuse the public. They The power is only due to the sense of mystery created by different life forms.”

Listening to Jibril’s narration, Roland’s eyes suddenly flashed and he smiled with interest, looking at the valley in the distance.

Jibril’s statement is not wrong. The existence of high-ranking races is incomprehensible and even difficult for lower-ranking races to recognize.

The human race only perceives the world at a rough physical level. The super five senses of the orcs allow them to perceive the world in more detail than the human race. The elves can perceive the flow of elves, and the Flügel can even see To the scale of space, it is even magic composed of elves.

In the same way, for the Flügel, the existence of dragon elves is also difficult for them to understand – but Jibril is the only one who can think about this.

In the world of Dicuo, Roland’s biggest gain is to master the world’s vision, and thus understand the elements and even the scale of time and space. Otherwise, he would never have reached this point now.

Even in Xingyue, for ordinary people, the difference between magic and magic is the same, because the unknown has become an innate barrier. In contrast, many magicians of the Gods will also feel magical and confused by modern technology. Hard work.

Geniuses like Medea are still not suitable for cooking with modern kitchen utensils. The cognitive gap is sometimes greater than their strength.

Roland turned his head and smiled happily. He was worthy of being the final individual created by the God of War with the strongest concept. Jibril had a value that was not inferior to that of the gods.

“So, you found the answer?”

“Of course,” Jibril took a deep breath, “In the Flügel’s field of vision, space is like a wave that is constantly undulating and discontinuous. As long as a hole is made between the crests of the waves, it can be moved regardless of the objective distance. They are bound to move through absolute distance, but we can never get close to the dragon spirits because they move in a way that excludes time and space.”

If it were just space interference, the Flügel would never be helpless, because the movement method called Sky Movement was a talent they were born with.

But facing the distorted time and space, they have no choice, because in their eyes, time does not fluctuate.

Forcibly performing time and space movement will only cause the entire person to evaporate due to excessive energy consumption.

Jibril took a deep breath, as if she was remembering something bad.

“Because of this phenomenon, I discovered that the secret of dragon spirits lies in time. The reason why they are powerful is precisely because they span multiple times.”

“It’s really wonderful. I really want my goddess of love to learn from you.”

Roland made no secret of his praise for Jibril. When he remembered that he had used the timeline to obtain future power to deal with Kama, but that stupid goddess didn’t even realize what happened, the corner of his mouth turned unconscious. twitched.

Although it was fun to play with a clown-like goddess in the palm of his hand, Roland still felt disappointed when he thought that he had made so many preparations for the plan without being discovered.

Regardless of strength or weakness, only someone like Jibril can be called an opponent…if she can master this slut-like state a little better.

“The Goddess of Love!? Are there gods in other worlds, and she is actually your subordinate? The Flügel have no concept of love. I really want to give it a try, hey hey…”

Before Roland could express his feelings, Jibril’s rapid laughter made him sigh helplessly.

Perhaps because Roland’s canful eyes were too sharp, Jibril quickly became serious and coughed slightly.

“The reason why dragon spirits are so powerful is precisely their unique ecology – all dragons are multi-dimensional life forms centered on the present, spanning the past and the future. They are not in the form of points, but in the form of faces. form exists.”

“In the continuous time and space, no matter what kind of attack they are now, they can be corrected by the power of the past and future. They can also reflect and restrain the power of multiple points in time, rivaling the gods with their own ‘infinity’.”

Roland smiled slightly.

The way he defeated Kama in Xingyue was essentially a replica of the talent of the dragon spirit species. Through the paradox of independent manifestation given by the beast’s persona, and through the burning timeline, the possibilities of the past and future were brought to the present, thus obtaining A miraculous power.

And because they can be restrained at any time, no matter how many fatal attacks they encounter, they will remain intact the next moment.

The only way to crack it is to use pure strength to make the scales of the dragon spirits unable to withstand it, and to continuously attack them to the limit of the time they can be restrained, so that they can be truly harmed.

“So, it is impossible to kill the dragon elf species without making any preparations.”

“But didn’t you do it?”

“That’s just a trick. His defeat has nothing to do with my power.”

Roland’s compliment did not make Jibril happy, she said nonchalantly.

“Moreover, if it weren’t for Azriel, the final result would just be to die together.”

In Jibril’s plan to kill the dragon elf, regardless of the early preparations, the real killing move only took three steps.

Use the props of the goblin species to increase the elves to break the outermost scales, use the desperate sky strike as the driving force, and use the method of repaying the enemy to push forward the strongest material in the world – the dragon elf species. bones, piercing their skin.

Jibril narrated softly.

“But it still can’t be called damage, because it’s not fatal. After using Sky Strike, the Flügel will lose its combat effectiveness, but there are still places on my body that can burn.”

Flügel is a magic compiled by the God of War, and Sky Strike is the process of consuming the energy bar to zero, but even without a trace of energy, the magic that maintains Flügel’s life still contains terrifying power.

“So, I used the research results I snatched from the forest elves to rewrite my own spells, learned the dragon elves’ methods, and created an attack similar to the roar, released at the cost of life – the ultimate strike, allowing This blow is fatal.”

“But on the contrary, I will turn into elementary particles and die completely after this blow. Thanks to Azrael, I can survive.”

For the Flügel, releasing power and manipulating space cannot be called technologies at all, and naturally they will not name them.

But Jibril still gave this attack name that could only be used once, which shows her respect at that time.

“And when I faced you, I realized that even if I used the ultimate attack, there was no chance, so I just felt at ease as a prisoner. After all, it would be too shameful for my opponent to die without even making a real move.”

“You may be a little too honest.”

Roland was stunned for a moment and laughed because of Jibril’s blunt words.

“There is no way. After all, I am a supernumerary individual that even the Creator would question. Being able to witness the battle between strong men and the collision of souls is much more valuable than becoming a prisoner or dying.”

Jibril winked playfully and smiled sweetly.

“So, Lord Roland, please let me witness your power in the next battle, right?”

“In that case, just watch carefully.”

Roland paused and raised his head.

“Just in time, we’re here too.”

“Eh?”

Jibril screamed in surprise at such meaningless words and looked at the endless mountains around her.

Although the Final Dragon is a solitary existence, it is not difficult to find. It once fought with Artex on the highest and strongest peak on the planet called the Searing Throne. After being defeated, the area turned into a A strait called the Roaring Rift.

It is a well-known fact that the strongest dragon spirit species sleeps there.

But apart from the mountains, there is no trace of the sea anywhere.

Just when Jibril was confused, her body suddenly stiffened.

Because in the mountains in front of them, a huge cave suddenly opened, with a bright golden luster glowing in the depths.

At this time, Jibril realized belatedly that this was not a cave, but a cold golden vertical eye staring at her and Roland.

“Hello, the strongest dragon,” Roland smiled, looking at him without fear. “I’m here to kill you.”