Slay the Gods: The spokesperson for Zhulong, starts with the God-killing Gun

A hint of shock flashed across Yang Jin's eyes, and his gaze was fixed on the strange scene outside.

His heart beat faster and his breathing became rapid, as if he was shocked by the scene before him.

He saw the vast vertical pupils, which were flashing with blazing light, like two burning suns, illuminating the entire world.

The appearance of these vertical pupils made Yang Jin feel an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if the whole world was trembling at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Jin's attention was attracted by the red dragon shadow that covered the sky and the sun.

The dragon shadow was extremely huge, and its body was like a towering mountain, spanning the sky, as if covering the entire sky.

Its scales sparkled with a red-gold light, and each scale was like the finest gem, emitting a dazzling brilliance.

The dragon's wings spread out, like two huge clouds, blocking the sunlight and plunging the earth into shadow.

"This... This is the Creator God Zhulong!!!"

There was a slight tremor in Yang Jin's voice, and his eyes were full of awe and disbelief.

He had never thought that at this moment, he would be able to witness the true form of the God of Creation, Senior Zhulong, again with his own eyes. That was an existence that only existed in legends, the patron saint of heaven and earth, and the supreme god between heaven and earth.

“He appears again!!!”

There was a hint of excitement and anticipation in Yang Jin's voice, and an inexplicable excitement surged in his heart.

......

The members of Team 136 were already feeling heavy-hearted due to the disappearance of their captain Chen Muye; their hearts were filled with sadness and reluctance.

Chen Muye's departure was like a bolt from the blue, leaving them feeling incredibly lost. They remained silent, their eyes revealing a deep sadness, as if they had lost the support of their souls.

However, when they looked up at the sky above Cangnan and saw the huge figure that blocked out the sky, their expressions instantly became shocked and excited.

It was a spectacular sight that could not be described in words, a huge red-gold dragon shadow spanned the sky.

Its body was so huge that it was impossible to see its entirety. All that could be seen was a pair of vertical pupils as huge as the sun and the moon, emitting a fiery and sacred light.

"This...the God of Creation, Zhulong, has reappeared!!!" There was a slight tremor in Wu Xiangnan's voice, and his body was shaking involuntarily.

His eyes were fixed on the figure above him, filled with awe and shock.

"This is the god of Daxia... Could it be..." Hongying's face showed an excited expression, and her eyes were shining with anticipation.

There was a slight tremor in her voice, as if she was expecting a miracle to happen.

Her heart was filled with admiration and expectation for the creator god Zhulong, hoping that this great god could once again save Cangnan from the dire straits.

Wen Qimo also opened his mouth wide and looked up at the sky, his eyes full of shock and confusion.

"Why did He appear again?"

There was a hint of confusion in his voice, as if he was searching for an answer.

He didn't understand why the creator god Zhulong came to the world again at this moment. Was something important about to happen?

His heart was filled with curiosity and anticipation, wanting to know what the appearance of this god meant.

......

Lin Qiye exuded a terrifying aura, his silver hair flying in the wind, the two swords in his hands flashed with cold light, and every swing brought endless power.

His body was surrounded by divine power, as if he had become the master of the battlefield.

At this moment, he was engaged in a thrilling battle with Loki, the god of trickery. The power of the two collided in the air, making a deafening roar.

However, just as Lin Qiye was fighting with all his might, his attention was suddenly attracted by a strange phenomenon in the sky.

He saw the creator god Zhulong, who covered the sky and the sun. His huge figure was like a towering mountain, spanning the sky, exuding endless majesty and holiness.

Lin Qiye's mind suddenly froze at this moment, as if touched by an invisible force, and his dead heart suddenly glowed with a trace of hope and vitality.

He remembered what Zhang Yun had once said to him. Those words were like a bright light, illuminating the way forward in his heart.

Lin Qiye's face showed an expectant expression, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.

He focused his attention on the Candle Dragon in the sky, as if he was looking for some kind of guidance, some kind of power...

Lin Qiye knew that the appearance of the creator god Zhulong was no accident, and this might be a turning point for Cangnan.

Because he already had a guess in his mind.

Zhulong...Zhang Yun...

Lin Qiye murmured in his heart.

"Zhang Yun! I believe you!!!"

.......

Zhulong lies high above the nine heavens, its body like a towering world mountain range, spanning the sky, exuding endless majesty and holiness.

Its gaze penetrates the clouds and looks down at the entire world. There is a depth and antiquity in its gaze, as if it can see through everything in the world.

Zhulong's gaze finally fell on the gradually disappearing Cangnan, which was a corner of Daxia and the home of countless creatures.

"I am Zhulong!!!"

Zhulong's voice was like the sound of nature, echoing between heaven and earth, and every word was full of power and majesty.

There was an unquestionable determination in its voice, as if it was declaring its own will.

"Spread the flame of love in Daxia!!!"

"The flame of Great Xia will never be extinguished! The human race will live forever!!!"

There was a firm belief in Zhulong's voice and a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

As long as the flame of the Great Xia people remains burning, the human race will never disappear.

"Carrying firewood can keep you warm!

Disaster strikes Cangnan!

Heirs of the human race, obey my command! "

Zhulong's voice was as passionate as a war drum, and its words carried a call and encouragement, as if calling on all the inheritors of the torch to stand up in the face of disaster and protect the peace of Daxia.

“The flame is burning!!!”

As Zhulong finished speaking, the flames of all those who inherited the torch in Daxia suddenly shone brightly.

The crimson flames were like red wolf smoke, burning fiercely in the night sky and illuminating the entire earth.

These flames not only bring light and warmth, but are also a symbol of power. They represent the hope and future of Daxia.

Throughout Daxia, countless specks of red light rose up, dotted in the night sky like stars, illuminating the earth and making people feel incomparably warm and at ease.

However, for those evil mysteries hidden in Daxia, these red lights are their doomsday.

Countless evil mysteries were ignited at this moment and became fuel for the fire, and their existence was completely eliminated.

Daxia suddenly became a mysterious vacuum! A forbidden place! A place of death!

The dragon roars again.

"Using billions of firewood as a guide!"