Hanging Dragon Island.
In the magnificent golden palace, ten giant dragons stood on each side, and the atmosphere in the hall was a bit tense.
The giant dragons representing the ten major dragon clans, the ten top dragon masters who stood at the top of the world, gathered in one hall at this time.
"Is the news coming back from the Twilight Forest reliable? Do devils really exist in this world?" Lorenzo, the leader of the Flame Dragon Clan, asked loudly with fire in his mouth, his tone full of disbelief.
“Irina used the holy light to kill the evil possessing the son of Isaiah, and purified him into nothingness together. This was the scene that everyone at the scene saw.
There were already many doubts about the massacre of the Elba tribe back then, and we also found an evil aura from the traces left at the scene, so we did not execute Rex, but imprisoned him in the Basti Prison. .
If it is true as Rex said, the devil's tentacles may have already reached this world, but we know nothing about them. Douglas's cold voice sounded, and the hot air suddenly became much cooler.
"Our giant dragon clan is the most powerful race in the world. We are born to be the king of the sky. Even if the devil really exists, what is there to be afraid of?" The amethyst dragon clan is covered in lavender amethyst scales. Great Elder Eustace smiled disdainfully and said, "It's ridiculous to bring together ten giant dragon clans for such a trivial matter, isn't it?"
"I have an appointment with the Titan King for a fight. If there is nothing else, I will leave first." Isaiah, the leader of the Tyrannosaurus Dragon Clan, stood up suddenly and turned around to walk out of the hall.
"If there really is a devil in this world, this matter may not be as simple as we imagined." At this moment, the Golden Dragon Clan Leader, who had been silent, said in a deep voice: "I found a pair of corpses in the forbidden tomb on Golden Dragon Island. The huge mural was left by our ancestors. I haven’t understood what it means for many years, but today I should take you to see it.”
"The murals left by the ancestors?" The dragons all showed a bit of surprise when they heard this, and even Louis, who was about to reach the door, stopped.
The long life of the dragon means that they do not need to rely on words and murals to leave any traces. There is enough time for them to pass on the inheritance orally.
However, as the birthplace of the Dragon Clan, there are actually murals left by the ancestors on the Golden Dragon Island. This makes Louis, the oldest and most knowledgeable member of the Dragon Clan, unable to understand. This made all the dragons talk about it. Interested.
"Let's go." Louis stood up, flapped his wings, and disappeared into the hall.
All the giant dragons also left.
A moment later, the giant dragons appeared in a dark and huge cave, and a huge mural that was one thousand meters long and more than five hundred meters wide appeared in front of them.
This is a magnificent project that only a dragon can complete.
Even the leading figures of the giant dragon clan showed a bit of surprise when they saw such a grand mural under the ground.
"I didn't expect that there is such a mural under the Golden Dragon Clan, but what are the paintings?" Loren opened his mouth and spat out a string of fireballs. The fireballs flew out and hovered over the mural a hundred meters away. Before.
The panoramic view of this magnificent mural hidden deep in the ground is truly revealed in front of everyone.
It's a mess.
What everyone saw was a chaotic scene.
This is a complete painting, with countless races and countless weird pictures appearing on it.
The giant dragons are biting and killing each other; the forest troll twists off the head of his companion and bites half of the elf in his mouth; the goblin with scarlet eyes rides an orc and chases a group of monkeys madly; the endless sea is dyed red with blood and is densely packed. The corpses of demons were floating on the sea, being bitten and eaten by a group of scary-looking big fish; there were also many races they had never seen before that were frantically killing each other and massacring other races...
In the center of the entire mural, gray-black paint is used to outline an indescribable object as huge as a hill. The dragon is as small as a mosquito in front of it. Countless tentacles move from the hexagonal seal that suppresses the top of its head. Looking down, those tentacles were covered with scarlet eyes, shining with a strange light, as if they were about to break out of the seal.
The expressions of all the giant dragon bosses changed slightly as they watched this scene.
"What... what is this?!" Loren, who was standing directly in front of the indescribable object, subconsciously took a step back.
The strange and shocking picture shocked all the dragons.
"If there are unknown and terrifying devils in this world, maybe it is like this." Louis stepped forward and said in a calm voice: "This mural is older than the time our dragon clan has recorded and inherited it. It's a long time ago, and this time is measured in tens of thousands of years, but in the inheritance of our dragon clan, there is no information about the content of this mural, so I once thought it was the imagination of one of our ancestors."
"The various races are fighting against each other, and even the same race is killing each other. Is this really a record of a racial war in ancient times?" Eustace asked with a frown.
"No, this is more like the scene described by Rex of the Elba tribe killing each other after being controlled by the devil." Douglas looked at the mural with a solemn face and said in a heavy voice: "Race war is not like this, the dragon will not Crazy attacks on the same kind, no race would attack their own kind so crazily, and elves are even less likely to be like this."
"Isn't this just a mural? Why are you so nervous?" Isaiah curled his lips and said with a smile: "Maybe one of our ancestors had nothing to do and deliberately painted something to scare us."
"No, I think Douglas is right. This mural should be a warning left to us by our ancestors. A strange phenomenon occurred underground three years ago, and I discovered this hidden cave and the only mural in the cave. In just the past three years, a suspected devil has appeared in the Twilight Forest, and there must be an inseparable relationship between the two." Louis stepped forward, his golden eyes staring at the man with a huge octopus head, but also a An indescribable thing with a human body and huge wings, "This guy was probably sealed somewhere by our ancestors back then, and now, it has begun to extend its tentacles and affect our world."
"How is that possible! You said this mural has existed for tens of thousands of years. What can live for that long? Even our dragons can only live for three thousand years." Lorenzo questioned.
"Look at the line of writing in the corner." Louis' golden eyes fell on the corner.
There is a line of words written there in the dragon language of "reason".
"It may not be death that sleeps forever..." Loren thought with a slightly trembling voice.
