of course. They dont do that unless their minds are burned.
In fact, the dragons are also pursuing a comfortable and excellent living environment, just like the pursuit of wealth. In comparison, their ecology is more similar to the merchants of Morrill, greedy and selfish, and eager to enjoy themselves.
A dragon like Gwendolyn. It can be regarded as an alternative in the dragon group.
Just like the same kind of people do not understand why they want to run around all day long, the dragons often run for one reason, which is to blackmail the princess of a kingdom and blackmail the treasure house of the king.
Gwendolyns eyes searched every corner carefully. She is a meticulous person or a careful dragon. For many years, the habits of life have developed this kind of carefulness but still nothing.
“illusion?”
The dragon Queen frowned and retracted his gaze to look at the square ahead. It was December Square.
This square was designed and built in the year of glorious return. The designer was the dwarf giant Horzos. Steel Axe. Of course, this square has undergone thousands of years of change and reconstruction. At this moment, the designer himself climbed out of his tomb. At this point, you may not recognize your masterpiece.
Not to mention the square at this moment, even if the street guards from the previous day came here, they may not recognize it.
On the square is a blood-red land, just like the hills and basins that Gwendolyn saw in Billord. The soil is enriched with certain metal elements, and the land appears bright red.
However, the land cracked in high temperature, like a dry field, and the dragon queen walked slowly on the cracked blood pupa, making a crackling sound like clicking on a broken bone.
The statue of Duke the Knight Duke completely collapsed from the base. The stone sculpture was lying in the middle of the square with its skull and a left arm beside the fountain. The torso and lower body were lying in the center of the square. The war horse was lying at the bottom of the dry pool. A long sword was still clenched in his right hand, and the point of the sword pointed to a charred bone not far away.
Gwendolyn walked across the square to the bone, and saw the tree pendant hanging from the skulls neck and tore it off with her hand.
At this time, the skeleton was slightly moved, the upper and lower jaws were shaking, and the scorched vocal cords made a husky and faint sound.
“Save me … sir, save me.”
“Did the ceremony succeed?”
“Successful … Lord, save me.”
Gwendolyn turned back, and the blood pattern on the center of the square was swirling. The charred body surrounded the center of the swirl. She saw several footprints and left to the northeast.
“You did a good job.”
“Save me … sir.”
Gwendolyn smiled and put his hand on his head. “No …” The charred man screamed unwillingly.
“Why be afraid, death is the best salvation.”
“Why … Master?” The latter stunned in horror.
Gwendolyns golden erect pupil looked at him with pity: “No one will die in vain, and the dead need justice.”
“No … you will go to **** too!”
The sound stopped abruptly.
The dragon queen silently dropped the bishops body. “Yes, I will go to hell, too soon,” she replied softly.
But everything is worth it.
She turned her head and looked at the sea of flames dancing wildly, as if she saw the quiet, confident figure from the flames, and the figure watched her silently through the light.
“Sorry, we have no choice but this is the fate of this world.”
Gwendolyn sighed.
The length of time makes life itself meaningless. For the existence of eternal life, feelings seem to be weak. Only the eternal goal at the end of the long road attracts their attention.
She has seen many mortals. The short life of a mortal in her eyes is only the time of a finger, which exists in death, just a blink of an eye.
She remembered more or less, but the feeling of sympathy had long since disappeared.
But there is always some kindness and simplicity that always move peoples hearts.
If you can
But unfortunately, she cant give up all of this for anyone. When she inherited this **** inheritance from her predecessors, she knew this already.
She must be responsible for everyone who has sacrificed for thousands of years, even if they may not be willing, but it does not matter.
If the shepherds succeed, everything is valuable.
She left the bishop who had no interest, turned around, and walked towards the northeast, and soon found the body of a giant wolf in the sea of fire.
It was a son of Fenrir.
But the latter had been ripped open, his internal organs had flowed, and half of the street was filled with the stinky blood of this beast. The dragon later came to the corpse, squatted down, stretched out his hand and drew it in his stomach for a long time, and then retracted the **** hand.
“No heart.”
She nodded with satisfaction.
But the action suddenly froze.
” Bredel , Freya, where are you …?”
A slightly scared, subtle voice asked in her mind.
“Who?”
The dragon queen stood up and looked around with vigilant eyes. The sea of fire cracked around the square, but no one answered her question.
There was no sound except the sound of burning.
But at this time, the voice sounded again, nothingness, like a ghost sobbing.
” Bredel , Freya, where you are, Im so scared …?”
… (to be continued …)
The Amber Sword book 6 Chapter 8 Romantic dream
Romance dreamed of a weird dream. ☆ →,
In that dream were corpses, thousands of dead people, the city burning in the sea of fire, the building issued a dying **, like hell.
She dreamed that she had become a baby girl, bound in a puppet, and abandoned on a square, where the buildings were tall and majestic, but burned out in flames.
Thats not the architectural style of any city shes ever seen.
It is neither Braggs nor Ampelsel, and the aesthetics of the Cruzs are more different.
When Bredel wasnt with her, Roman began to feel scared. She wanted to call Bredel and Freya, and desperately made a sound, but in the end she couldnt help crying, her voice was crisp and loud.
Until someone got out of the fire, it was a group of armored knights. The armor style on them was strange. She had never seen this style of armor in Bredel territory.
The knights saw her and yelled in surprise. Their language, Roman, never heard it, and spoke fast, but she could understand:
“I found her!”
“Kill her, daughter of the demon!”
“Thanks Martha, we have been saved!”
The knights pulled out their swords, but before they approached them, a few golden flames hit the knights from the sky. The high-temperature jets penetrated from above their heads, and a flame exploded under the armor, leaving only a few twisted metal fragments scattered on the ground.
Then Roman saw some people in black and red robes stepping out of the sea of fire. They said nothing and hugged her directly from the ground.
One of them looked at her intently, with an unspeakable look on his face, and shook his head heavily.
He said a word that was different from those of the Cavaliers before. But Roman still understood: “… what a nightmare.”
He reached out to kill Roman.
But the people nearby stopped him.
“She is at least our most successful work, and you cant just destroy her like that.”
“This is our common result, and maybe there is another way, everything has to wait for the common ruling of the lawmakers.”
The man holding Romance hesitated, his hand stopped in the air.
“This plan has completely failed and we may have to compromise.”
“No. Maybe we still have a second way to go. The plans of the druids may not be successful. The Bronze is violent and full of flaws, and the Parliament will not approve it.