Silver Dragon: From Shell to God

"唳"

Fude.

After ten days of discussion among the elves, the God-favored Queen Cynthia, who controls absolute force and is the only legendary queen, overcame all objections, and with the support of the ancient silver dragon Sasde and some die-hard elders, she finally overwhelmed the large number of

There are also old-fashioned people.

Under fear, the elves were forced to recover from their previous policy of recuperation.

Bird Knight, Silver Wing Pegasus Knight, Unicorn Knight.

The three legions began to leave Fude, among which the 1-strong Unicorn Legion headed directly towards the Silver Dragon Forest.

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"call"

Silver Dragon Cliff, the cave belonging to Chris and Lina.

Arden lay on her belly, lying flat on top of the gold, silver and jewels, sleeping soundly.

Having been played around by Palai like a chicken before, Arden deeply felt death and fear.

It left a psychological shadow.

He swore that he would never leave without the ability to save his life, and would not step out of the cave until he reached the young dragon stage!

Chris and the others usually have no other way to deal with it except to comfort them, because becoming strong does not happen in an instant.

You know, Arden's bloodline is already the most outstanding among all the young dragons in Silver Dragon Cliff.

He is often sought after. Two or three female dragons from the neighboring families come to propose matchmaking for their daughters and Chris.

He studied harder on weekdays, and in order to gain more powerful strength, Arden put his mind deep into his mind.

Amidst a dazzling starry sky.

Except for the palace that seems to have existed since time immemorial, sparkling with countless stars, like the residence of an ancient god.

A purple crystal was emitting a large purple mist, the rich purple covering the sky for a long time, covering all the starlight.

It doesn't fit in this mysterious and empty space.

When it comes to the ancient palace, the first impression that Arden gets is that it is grand, ancient and vast.

Then this crystal is evil, ominous and dirty.

It was clearly emitting a faint purple glow, but it had an ominous aura.

There seemed to be a black flame flickering in the purple core.

It looks like an eyeball, rolling around non-stop.

Whenever he looked at that eyeball, Arden seemed to hear the whispers of some terrible, indescribable monster in his ears.

"Do you crave power?"

A sentence in an unknown language went straight into Arden's soul, and his body was touched by something strange and sticky. It was as if he was trapped in the deep sea or in the sheep's palace of some creature. The words that made Arden stiffened suddenly rang out.

Every organ in Arden's body seemed to have grown a mouth and was shouting and singing.

Weird and crazy, but also like a tribute to one's own rebirth.

"This thing is very weird."

"It has something to do with that. The evil god's things are just that."

As Arden's spiritual power rapidly declined, he retreated almost instinctively under the biological stress response, and the whispers in his ears also dissipated at this time.

"call"

Arden thought of his past life and had some guesses about things, but he still couldn't believe it.

Could it be that my time travel was not a coincidence? How could this thing appear in Noah's continent?

Didn't the world consciousness wipe out this evil force immediately?

Arden has no way to deal with this ominous crystal in his mind that is full of strange power.

As for the sound coming from my ear, it was obvious that it was related to this crystal.

He didn't dare to take the power of such an evil thing.

"The most urgent task is to find a way to communicate with the powerful beings in other worlds through the Ancient God Altar. Obtain treasures or resources to help me completely evolve my bloodline."

Arden had a flash of inspiration, but soon felt hesitant about his sudden idea.

"Or I might as well sacrifice this thing to someone else. I have nothing to exchange for it anyway."

"Well, but can those beings withstand this thing?"

Arden pondered in his mind, but remembered the terrifying being he had seen sitting cross-legged on top of the mountains before.

The worries in his mind disappeared.

If the beings communicated with by the Ancient God Altar are all of that level.

Even if it is an evil god, they may not be able to kill it.

There shouldn't be any big trouble. He needs strength now.

As a price, you naturally have to take some risks.

Arden entered this huge place again. Even though it was his second time, he still felt the strategy that surprised him.

Arrived at the center of the altar accurately and precisely.

Infuse spiritual power into the altar again.

The vast galaxy and the countless devices in the palace, with gems that just corresponded to the stars, shone with countless rays of light and activated the altar again.

Suddenly, a brilliant galaxy appeared in front of Arden's eyes. Many stars were dim, but only one remained bright.

The ancient god's altar remembered the location of the previous communication.

As long as Arden is willing, he can communicate with that powerful giant like the sun again.

Arden couldn't be sure that this time, if he communicated with the new existence, he would be like that giant and at least not peek at the altar in his hand.

So, he still chose this star that had already been brighter.

Beyond eternity and boundlessness.

"Click"

There is a person who sits high on a throne surrounded by mountains. When he snores, the sky and earth change color and there are constant thunders.

Noticing this fluctuation, he quickly woke up from his sleep.

"Ok?"

The starlight traveled through countless spaces and once again built a stable bridge between the two beings.

"Hello, great Lord of the Mountains."

After the space crack was broken, Yaden felt the energy and blood that seemed to be able to crush him, a small ant, with just a slight movement.

Respectfully call him the Lord of the Mountains.

In his opinion, the existence in front of him was no worse than any god. Sitting on top of the mountains, there would be no problem in calling him the Lord of the Mountains.

Even though he has grown to four meters tall now, he still feels the unspeakable oppression and pain like an ant under this wave.

Unable to look directly at God, Arden immediately lowered his head.

"You are? The little guy from before? Have you mastered the method of communicating with me?"

The ancient god stared at Arden on the altar with his eyes that were not much cooler than the sun, just like looking at an ant in a bottle, and stuck his head into the crack in the space.

"Correct."

"Interesting, very good."

He smiled with satisfaction, "So what is the matter with you meeting me this time?"

"Here, I want to exchange something for a drop of your blood."

Under Arden's control.

This palace stood on this altar after he took control.

The dome reflecting the galaxy turned invisible, allowing the ancient gods outside the space crack to see the sparkling purple crystal in the sea of ​​stars.

"Hmm? Such a strange thing. An ominous smell."

The ancient god looked at them with great interest, his eyes sometimes narrowing and sometimes widening.

"boom"

The ancient god stretched out his giant hand, which seemed slow but had an indescribable power, causing the entire starry sky where Arden was to tremble constantly and a large number of star cores to shatter.

The palm passed through the space crack and reached out to the purple crystal.

No one knew how long and how huge the ancient god's palm was. It stretched out from the crack in space, endless, as if one hand could cover the sky.

"Arthur Simodocus."

The eye in the purple crystal, which looked like a burning ball of black flame, immediately noticed the hand of the ancient god reaching out.

A series of whispers that were enough to stir up bloodthirst and desire from the bottom of one's heart suddenly spread across the starry sky.

It was like the murmur of an ancient god waking up, or the whispers of a monster reappearing from an indescribable place.

This sentence seems like a beautiful sentence pieced together from countless beautiful pieces of music that take a composer’s entire life to create.

After hearing this, Arden's entire brain seemed to have turned into a piano, with a pair of invisible hands constantly playing on every brain nerve.

The actual musical notes were like flying strange insects, spreading their wings and flying towards the palm of the ancient god, preventing him from getting closer.