Chapter 1596

The suspended Dragon Island.

In the magnificent golden palace, ten dragons stand on one side, and the atmosphere in the hall is a little tense.

The giant dragon, which represents the top ten dragon families, stands at the top of the world. At this time, the ten top dragon strongmen gather in the first hall.

"Is the message from Twilight forest reliable? Is there a devil in the world Lorenzo, the head of the flaming dragon clan, asked in a loud voice, full of disbelief.

"Elena uses the holy light to kill the evil attached to Isaiah's son, and purifies it into nothingness together with him. This is the scene seen by all the people at the scene.

There are many doubts about the massacre of the EBA tribe in those years. We also found the evil smell from the traces left at the scene, so we did not kill Rex, but put him in Basti prison.

If it is true, as Rex said, the devil's tentacles may have already reached out to the world, and we know nothing about them. " Douglas's cold voice sounded, and the hot and dry air suddenly became much colder.

"Our dragon clan is the most powerful race in the world. We were born to be the king of the sky. Even if the devil really exists, there is nothing terrible about it." Eustace, the elder of the Amethyst dragon clan, who was covered with lavender Amethyst scales, said with a disdainful smile: "it's ridiculous to gather the ten dragon clans together for such a small matter?"

"I have a fight with the king of Titan. If there's nothing else, I'll go first." Isaiah, the head of the dragon clan, suddenly got up and was about to turn around and walk out of the hall.

"If there is a devil in the world, it may not be as simple as we think." At this time, the silent patriarch of Golden Dragon said in a deep voice: "I found a huge mural in the forbidden Tomb of Golden Dragon Island. It was left by our ancestors. For many years, I didn't understand what it meant, but today I should take you to see it."

"Murals left by ancestors?" All the dragons were surprised when they heard the words. Even Louis, who was about to walk to the door, stopped.

The long life of the dragon, so that they do not need to rely on words and murals to leave any traces, enough time to allow them to pass on the heritage word of mouth.

However, as the birthplace of the dragon people, the Golden Dragon Island has murals left by its ancestors, which makes Louis, the oldest and most knowledgeable of the dragon people, unable to understand. This has aroused the interest of the dragon people.

"Let's go." Louis got up, flapped his wings and disappeared into the hall.

The dragons followed.

A moment later, the dragons appeared in a dark and huge crypt, and a huge mural more than 500 meters long and 500 meters wide appeared in front of them.

This is a grand project that only a giant dragon can complete.

Even the leading figures of the dragon clan were surprised to see such a grand mural under the ground.

"I didn't expect that there was such a mural under the ground of the golden dragon clan, but what was it all about?" Loren spat out a string of fireballs, which flew out and hovered in front of the mural at an interval of 100 meters.

This is the panoramic view of the grand mural hidden deep in the ground, which is really displayed in front of everyone.

It's a mess.

All that came into view was a scene of chaos.

It's a complete picture with countless races and weird images.

The dragons are biting and killing each other; The Forest Troll twisted off his companion's head and bit half of the elf in his mouth; Scarlet eyed goblins ride orcs and chase a group of monkeys; Endless waters were dyed red with blood, and the bodies of demons were floating on the sea, and they were bitten and eaten by a group of terrible looking big fish; There are many other races that they have never seen before, killing each other and killing other races madly

In the center of the whole mural, an indescribable object like a hill is outlined with gray black paint. The giant dragon is as small as a mosquito in front of it. Countless tentacles protrude from the hexagonal seal on its head. Those tentacles are covered with scarlet eyes, twinkling with demonic light, as if they are about to break the seal.

Looking at this scene, the faces of the Dragon masters all changed slightly.

"This... What kind of thing is this?" Standing in front of the indescribable, Loren subconsciously took a step back.

The strange and shocking pictures shocked all the dragons.

"If there are unknown and terrible demons in this world, maybe it is." Louis stepped forward and said in a calm voice: "the age of this mural is even longer than the time when we have recorded and inherited it. Moreover, it takes tens of thousands of years. However, there is nothing about the content of this mural in the inheritance of our dragon people, so I once thought it was the imagination of one of our ancestors."

"All kinds of races are fighting against each other, or even killing each other among the same race. Is it really a record of a race war in ancient times?" Asked Eustace, frowning.

"No, it's more like Rex's depiction of oba tribes killing each other after being controlled by demons." Douglas looked at the mural solemnly and said in a heavy voice: "the race war is not like this. The dragon will not attack the same kind crazily. No race will attack its own kind crazily, and the elves can't do that."

"This is not a mural, so what to do." Isaiah curled his lips and said with a smile, "maybe one of our ancestors did something to scare us when he was free."

"No, I think Douglas is right. This mural should be a warning given to us by our ancestors. Three years ago, when there was a vision under the ground, I found this hidden crypt and the only mural in the crypt. Only in the past three years, the existence of the suspected devil has appeared in the twilight forest. There must be an inseparable relationship between the two. " Louis stepped forward, his golden eyes staring at the nameless thing with a huge octopus head, but with a human body and huge wings. "This guy, I'm afraid, was sealed somewhere by our ancestors in those days, and now, it's beginning to stretch out its tentacles and influence our world."

"No way! You say the mural has existed for tens of thousands of years. What can live that long? Even our dragon can only live 3000 years. " Lorenzo questioned.

"Look at the line in the corner." Louis's golden eyes fell to the corner.

There is a line of characters written in the ancient dragon language.

"It's not necessarily death that sleeps forever..." Loren read in a trembling voice.