Chapter 58

No one can walk into this sea of flowers, let alone a young girl?

But the flowers did not stop her. Wherever she passed, the flowers changed, like welcoming a king.

Did the three generations wake up long ago, incarnate as a little girl of koikoy, and have been hiding in the tribe?

Bob was frightened. Standing in front of him might be a noble three generations of pure blood dragon!

But the next moment, he overturned his idea, but the panic on his face did not subside, because the earth under his feet was shaking!

With his struggle and the little girl's exclamation, the ground cracked and churned, and a bronze coffin rose from the ground.

At this moment, the sky thundered and the sea of flowers danced, like playing a grand ceremony song for the coming of the king!

In a short moment, thunder clouds covered, heavy rain poured down, and the flower sea was moistened by the rain. On the other side, the originally cut flower branches also began to regenerate. The swaying flower branches extended to the sky, like cheering for the arrival of the existence in the bronze coffin, or like the sinner of hell reaching out to grasp the door of heaven!

Before being lifted up by the branches, Bob subconsciously hugged the little girl. The owner of the bronze coffin is three generations. What is this little girl?

He once learned in the course of the college that some noble pure blood dragons need sacrifices when they wake up, special sacrifices, which are their long arranged backhand blood, which have been inherited in the hidden tribe for thousands of years, and the blood of these sacrifices are often respected and feared by the people in the tribe, respected as wizards and witches!

The sorcerers will wake up and pray for their honor in the long time before the sorceress wakes up.

They will incarnate as the most devout believers of God and carry out the grand sacrifice, and the sacrifice is themselves.

Bob understood why the little girl was not blocked by the sea of flowers. She ran to the God of nature she believed in, but she didn't know that she was in the arms of death.

She thought that the flowers made way for her like a princess, but she didn't know that it was the bodyguard who was sending sacrifices to the altar. The swaying branches were indeed rejoicing and jumping, but it was not for the girl, but for the delivery of sacrifices and the coming recovery of their king!

"We're wrong, wrong."

Bob whispered. He didn't know whether to tell his companions on the public frequency or to himself.

In recent years, the secret party has crusaded against several three generations of species, and he was lucky to have seen it from a distance. He believes that the power of hybrid species in combination with science and technology has become stronger, and the three generations of species are not worried.

But he forgot that the Crusade he had seen was a three generation species sealed for thousands of years. The coffin was like the iron and female in the torture instrument. Thousands of steel spikes penetrated the once noble body. When he woke up, he was far from perfect. The weakness was less than one tenth of his strength at its peak!

What they want to fight now is a normal cocooned three generations. After thousands of years of sleep, his power may have recovered to its peak!

Now the noble existence just needs a grand ceremony to announce his return to the world.

The song of the ceremony will be played with the cry of life, and the fireworks in praise will be the blood mist floating under the moon.

The bronze coffin opened slowly, and Bob stared at it with wide eyes. His eyes didn't dare to deviate. He might die today, but he also had to see what he died in the hands of!

With the opening of the coffin cover, he finally heard the Song said by the little girl. It was like a song from the ancient times, melodious and beautiful, and filled with endless solitude.

The existence in the bronze coffin sat up, the thunder rolled in the sky, the rain fell wildly, and the sea of flowers danced like a demon girl in troubled times to welcome his arrival.

In the command room, putel looked gloomy. He turned on the communication and launched a call to the headquarters of the executive department on the other side of the ocean: "this three generations is stronger than expected. Start the standby scheme first, just in case."

The execution department never fights unprepared battles. Even if they are only the investigation team, they also have preparation plans in case of emergency!

At this time, there are two F-35 stealth joint fighters at the nearest us garrison base, which have taken off with alchemy missiles.

At the same time, he also repeatedly urged to ask where their S-level ace commissioner was.

If this matter cannot be solved at the s level, the secret party will let the dragon family see the power of science and technology! This is the desert of South Africa. There are no civilians at the target. They are unscrupulous!

Bob is holding a "civilian" in his arms. A series of mutations make him forget to report to the top, but it doesn't matter. Soon he will die with the little girl in the hands of the three generations.

In the bronze coffin, 3000 green silk were scattered on the blue silk made of unknown materials. The silk had not faded even after thousands of years, outlining the enchanting posture of a woman like a flower branch.

For thousands of years, there is no mark left on a woman's face. The grinded skin is illuminated by the fluorescence of the sea of flowers, like a good jade. The almost perfect facial features make people sigh the eccentricity of God. No, she is one of the gods!

Bob saw the golden pupil he had never seen before. The dazzling light seemed to be the only one in the world. The wind was howling and the sea of flowers was boiling. If it was a compliment, the prelude to the climax had come to the end.

The woman's lips opened gently, and the melodious ancient song came out of her mouth. Her eyes looked at Bob and the girl who were wrapped in the air by the flowers. For a time, Bob felt the overwhelming majesty. It was Mount Tai and the tide!

He couldn't look at the noble existence at all, and the other party didn't look at him, but at the girl in his arms.

Sarah finally noticed something. The blood of her body was pulling her, but she was frightened inside. She looked at the beautiful sister and wanted to kneel down and kowtow. The uncontrollable sense of worship in her heart washed her brain, but the more intense emotion overcame the feeling - it was fear.

"Wow -"

Sarah finally couldn't help crying. At this moment, she didn't want to see the God of nature. She didn't want to be a wizard anymore.

Bob also smiled bitterly and said in his heart that it's useless for you to cry at this time!

Fortunately, he saw hope, and the commissioners arrived. The cold and clear weapons split the flowers, and the golden pupils lit up and looked at the noble woman.

For a time, everyone felt the sense of submission brought by the suppression of their body blood. If they were not all class a elites, they might not be able to hold the sword at this time!

The woman lowered her head slightly, glanced at these hybrid species, and frowned slightly. How noble she was, and at this time, a Dalit raised a sword to her!

These humble fire thieves should kowtow in front of her!

The red lips open gently, and the invisible field opens.

Before the commissioners started to attack, they froze in place, and the knees with poor physical fitness began to bend. With the strengthening of the field, some people finally couldn't bear to kneel to the ground.

Speak in spirit Kingship!