Chapter 583

At this time, Zhao Xu heard antinoya's "what man are you?" when he was still in a state of consternation, his consciousness was somehow sucked away by the powerful gravitational cavity.

From the mind to the consciousness, the soul is as dull as it is.

The script is wrong!

Zhao Xu realized this in an instant, as if he had been manipulated and read by antinoya's consciousness.

This sense of upside down confusion left him with no time to think of any effective solution.

The next moment, he was in a coma.

At the moment of Zhao Xu's fall, in the shadow behind the tower, a woman with a witch's high hat came out at the right time and held him with open hands.

It was the first pastor of Ernest, "may", who once had several relationships with Zhao Xu.

Behind her was Vivian, the paladin, who lowered her noble head slightly to cover her respectful and delicate face.

"Antinoah, I told you not to take risks until the real opportunity comes." May has a tinge of anger.

The tower seemed to vibrate with thunder as she hurled questions.

"You know, why do you represent the mage society?" Then she looked up at antinoya and said, "your memory is not just your memory."

"It represents the continuation of Arthur's magical civilization. Before you became a legendary mage in midsummer, no one can predict the consequences of your rash opening up your memory! "

"Master, at first, he entrusted the final scroll to you, even equivalent to integrating into your memory!"

It was also the first time in thousands of years that this anger was shown against antinoya.

Because this time involves the aspect, is really matters!

"May, I know." Antinoya's face was still peaceful, and there was no agitation or eagerness to justify.

"I know better than you that my memory is more than just memory. It will probably connect midsummer with real history and change the past. But I think it's worth it, and I can take the risk. "

"Because I know better than you how he disappeared."

All of a sudden, the sky again sounded thunder, and then it went down a rain.

May saw this scene is slightly frowned: "this refraction change, actually has arrived. What stage in your memory did he enter? "

And antinoya also showed his consternation and murmured to herself, "shouldn't it?"

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"run, the evil dragon is coming, the disaster is coming!"

Yelled a man with a flustered face. He ran into the comfortable field.

It was drizzling in the sky.

This golden wheat field full of hope is full of farmers who have worked for half a year. They are waving their sickles and harvesting the wheat under their feet.

Although a forged sickle costs six gold coins in a blacksmith's shop, it can not only play an important role in farm work, but also be taken out to resist thieves when necessary.

Therefore, in this kind of village, every peasant family has one.

At the same time, the scythes, which can be traced back to the previous generation, were not able to hold them and fell directly to the ground.

And just as the farmer bent down and tried to pick up the sickle, a distant song of the Dragon came from his ears!

The shadow is far away, and the fear has come.

Then a huge, low - pressed shadow passed over their heads, and most of the farmers fell unconscious and fell to the ground.

The reporter kept shouting. His legs were running towards the gate of the town. When he was about to approach, he finally called out the last sentence of his life: "run, the evil dragon is coming!"

the next moment, his body was emptied out by his claws and swallowed into the dragon's belly.

"Cut off the suspension bridge rope!" The guards of the panic town finally responded.

The shouts and bugles of emergency came, breaking the celebration of the summer harvest in the city, and igniting the fire of fear in everyone's heart.

In an instant, the town, which was still on guard against the orcs and goblins that might come nearby, immediately made preparations. The archers took out the simple short bows made of winter fir, and the soldiers took out their swords from their homes and were about to meet the enemy.

However, with the wind swept up by the wings of the dragon, the roaring sound, the crying voice of countless children, and the prayer ceremony of the lonely old man, the evil red dragon easily crossed the moat of the town and the ripples on it.

With its huge wings that can block out the sun, it ushers in a shower of arrows that were supposed to deal with the orc neighbors in the distance!However, it was not the newborn dragon that came to the town, but a powerful red dragon whose scales had become crimson with age and became as hard and deep as metal. Even the weak neck and wing edge were polished enough to show purple gray.

In the eyes of the attacking red dragon, it seems that it is a ball of hot lava, which is full of flame.

Looking at the shower of arrows, it opened its mouth and spat out flames, as if a huge amount of gasoline had been hidden inside.

The flames spew!

The symbol of the red dragon, the spitting weapon, instantly burns a sea of fire in front of the field of vision. Countless arrows that hit the scales of the dragon are broken. After being attacked by the spitting, it turns into a meteor fire rain all over the sky, turning into the land and becoming the seed of fire disaster, Liaoyuan town.

The evil red dragon, who feels that he has been infuriated by a serious and inferior "reptile", plunges directly to the ground, and then forcibly turns to hover.

With the roar of anger, the dragon's power ran across the land, and even the stones under the ground cried for it.

The defensive people also realize that the only arrow that can attack the dragon is a mosquito to the impregnable scales of the dragon. As for human bites, they can't even scratch the wounds.

Under the suppression of Longwei's fear, archers can no longer lift the crossbow in their hands, and the brave soldiers also kneel down in frustration.

People in ancient times, in front of this mythical creature, dragon, showed a fragile side.

However, the infuriated red dragon did not give up. The fire spitting weapons, magic from the fire field, and all kinds of fire power were applied to this land. The light rain falling in the air turned into water vapor, and the wooden houses and stone buildings on the ground have become golden flame pillars.

Countless people howl in the fire, just want to resist the orcs. They are not ready for fire tanks at all. The water from their hands is useless to the fire spreading in the town.

The houses in the small town are also burning in the high temperature, one after another collapses, as if to celebrate the spring harvest ceremony for the flame light.

The crowd began to run out of the house in dismay, as if the moat surrounding the town was the only way to survive. Crying and wailing echoed through the crowded escape road.

A small town built after a hundred years has finally turned into ruins.

Zhao Xu, standing hundreds of meters away, is also outside the town, watching all this in silence.

Half a moment ago, he was denied entry because of the face of a stranger, suspected by the town as a spy.

However, he doesn't care. He doesn't even care if he has a little transformation or even enchantment. He is ready to move the time to observe and observe.

In this antinoya's memory, he always has a very unexpected sense of peace of mind, although he does not understand why he entered antinoya's memory, it is like entering a real world.

The only thing that left a mark on yourself was a watch tied to the palm of your hand.

Earlier on, he gently flicked the century needle on his watch.

In such a small space, he saw the wasteland in front of him in a second. After several generations of reclamation, he finally formed a small town with a little details.

But in the blink of an eye, the town built up with difficulty was destroyed by an evil dragon.

Things are hard to predict.

Zhao Xu, who once felt the same way, was also a little sad.

Maybe it was the same when the town was destroyed by the evil black dragon.

"Dad, mom..."

All of a sudden, Zhao Xu's back came a trace of pain in the tender voice.

He turned his head in surprise. At this time, standing behind her was a beautiful and lovely girl. Beside her was a servant with a bunch of flowers. Obviously, she was a little girl from a rich family who had just returned from an outing.

Zhao Xu originally mentioned the heart again put down.

It's not antinoya.

At the moment, the two servants of the guard were staring at the burning Town, and their legs were completely limp.

"Dad, mom!"

With that, the little girl ran towards the small town of ruins which had been turned into coke in disbelief.

At this time, the dragon was using fire magic to tease and kill the people who were lucky enough to jump into the river.

But Zhao Xu shook his head. Just relying on the magic of "secret eye", he had observed that the rich areas in the town were all in the center. Just after the attack, he could not run to the edge and jump into the river.

Don't think about it. The little girl's parents have been in trouble.

Zhao Xu knew that all this was an accomplished reality. It was just a memory of antinoya. Even if he stopped the dragon, it would not help.

So he watched the little girl run to the moat.

"Roar!"

The dragon, hovering in the low altitude, turned around and watched the little girl running forward.

Its lava eyes are cruel.

After the cooling time has passed, the breath of dragon breath is brewing again. The mouth of the red dragon begins to infuse with the terrible and high-temperature flame energy. The breath of death is about to come to the earth again and dry the river!And Zhao Xu looked at the little girl who was still running with her legs on her legs, and did not know that death was coming.

Although he knew that he could not change what had happened in history, he still shook his head.

"I swear, this is the last time I'm meddling."

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