The First Tyrant of Daxia

But in his eyes, Qin Yun was an extremely powerful emperor. He was willing to submit to Qin Yun. Even in such a difficult situation, he still chose to submit to Qin Yun, which showed his loyalty.

"Thank you." Mu Le hurriedly bowed, and Tanglis also grinned at Mu Le.

Mu Le was just about to turn around and continue fighting, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure behind Tangris. There was murderous intent in his eyes, and he was raising the weapon in his hand, intending to launch a sneak attack on Tangris.

"careful!"

Mu Le was startled and quickly tried to rescue Tanglis.

But he was still a step too slow, and Tangris was hit in the back by the enemy behind him.

It was only then that Tangris reacted. He turned around, his face furious, and smashed the enemy soldier hard with the black-backed broadsword in his hand. Immediately, there was a sound of bones breaking, and the enemy soldier died.

But the wound on Tanglis' body remained, and it looked very serious. A large amount of blood flowed from his back as if it was free.

"Are you okay, Tanglis?" Mu Le hurried forward to ask.

Tangris gritted his teeth, a look of struggle on his face. It was obvious that the wound on his back was not so easy to heal.

Seeing this, Mu Le hurriedly said, "Come here, take General Tangris away for treatment!"

Immediately, the logistics soldiers carried Tangris down from the city wall.

There was a dark section of road under the city wall and in the camp for the wounded. There was no light at all, so the logistics soldiers had to carry torches to get through.

At this moment, Tanglis suddenly jumped up, raised his knife and killed the two men on the ground.

Tangris glanced at the corpses of the soldiers on the ground, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he quickly disappeared into the darkness.

At this moment, Qin Yun frowned, and cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead.

He seemed to be trapped in a nightmare. In the dream, he was in a dark and cold place, and countless people were reaching out their bloody hands to grab him, as if they wanted to pull him into the abyss.

In another cave, a black shadow appeared at the entrance of the cave. Outside the cave, a biting cold wind blew, like the cold wind in the cold winter, making people feel creepy.

At the foot of the mountain, flames were shooting up into the sky, shouts of killing were deafening, and countless soldiers were fighting back and forth, with the goal of breaking through the sturdy city. Looking around, the ground was bloody and there were corpses everywhere. It was extremely bloody and cruel.

"Good kill."

The figure looked at the bloody scene at the foot of the mountain, and the smile on his face became more and more arrogant. "The more you kill, the faster our baby will grow!"

While laughing wildly, he took out a blood-stained piece of cloth from his clothes. The smile on his face became more and more crazy, and then he flashed into the cave.

In the cave, there were already quite a few people gathered, kneeling in front of the murals, praying devoutly.

When the figure entered the cave, everyone's eyes turned to him.

“The Lord is Coming!”

Everyone's faces showed surprise as they looked at the figure that came in.

The man was tall, carrying a big sword on his back. His armor was very heavy, making a heavy rattling sound when he walked. This man was Tangris.

Tangris was originally fighting on the city wall, but during the battle, he secretly left the city wall on the pretext of being injured and came to an unknown mysterious cave on the top of the mountain.

Tangris entered the cave and saw everyone kneeling in the cave. They looked at him with anticipation in their eyes.

Seeing the looks in everyone's eyes, Tangris raised the blood-stained cloth in his hand and said with a smile: "Brothers, the thing has fallen into my hands! Cheer together, we are about to usher in an unparalleled flourishing era!"

When everyone heard what Tangris said, they smiled at first. Then when they saw what Tangris was in his hand, the smiles on their faces suddenly fell.

"Tangris, are you kidding us?!"

"Tangris, we are not fools, you can't fool us!"

"Where's the real dragon?! Where's the real dragon you promised me?!"

Everyone's expressions were extremely agitated and they couldn't help but take a few steps forward. At this time, a cold wind blew in from outside the cave. In the moonlight, they saw extremely ferocious expressions on everyone's faces, as if they wanted to eat Tangris up.

Their faces looked extremely old, and they were hunched over as if they couldn't straighten their backs. Their bodies were wrapped in black windbreakers so tightly that their original shapes could not be seen.

But if you look closely, you can see that their faces have varying degrees of flesh and blood decay, like corpses, but at this moment they still maintain full vitality, just like young people.

One of them shouted hoarsely: "Tangris! Tonight is the day when the dragon blood flower should bloom. Without a real dragon, how can we make it bloom?"

"If you delay our transformation into a dragon, even if I kill you a hundred times, it won't be enough to make up for it! How could I have given birth to such a fool like you!"

"Yes! We have waited for a hundred years and finally got the last dragon, a truly majestic and powerful dragon. You must not let him go!"

"Tangris! Can you do it?!"

Tangris took a breath and said quickly: "Father, ancestors, don't worry, listen to me. Qin Yun has an extremely powerful old man protecting him, and I have no way to do it. So I brought Qin Yun's blood here."

He raised the blood-stained cloth in his hand and laughed: "This cloth is filled with Qin Yun's blood, which is the blood of a real dragon. As long as we sprinkle this real dragon's blood on the dragon blood flower, we can still cultivate the dragon blood flower to bloom."

Tangris's father's voice was like a ghost, "But this is just some blood. Can it have the effect of turning us all into real dragons?"

"No!" Tangris said firmly.

"Then what's the difference between you and not saying anything? We passed the position of city lord to you and led you on the path of becoming a true dragon, and this is how you repay us?!"

"Tangrith, you should give a reasonable reason, otherwise, we will let you know how powerful dragons are!"

Everyone was shrouded in black windbreakers, but their fierce eyes still leaked out from the darkness, carrying with them an incomparable and terrifying murderous intent. Even if the Tangris in front of them was their son, grandson, or cousin... anyone who dared to hinder their journey to becoming a dragon must die!