The Uncrowned Flame Demon God, Xibalak, Hidden in Plain Sight; the Blackflame Mad Dragon Spat Out Death That Corroded to the Bone

"Using the volcano as the furnace is such a generous gesture! Using Dragon Bone as the material is so luxurious and such a perfect material!"

"'Elemental Fuel' drive... This is a brand new energy drive method! My Soul Tool theory is going to be completely overturned!"

He was incoherent and wanted to rush into Light Screen immediately to study the structure of those armors.

Xu Sanshi and Xiao Xiao next to them were stunned.

They can understand the power of this technology, but they cannot completely ignore the creepy source of the material behind it like He Caitou.

Tang Ya's face turned a little pale and he leaned close to Bei Bei.

Divine Realm in.

God of Emotion Rong Nianbing's expression became extremely exciting.

"Anger, hatred, humiliation, pride, hope, fanaticism..."

He closed his eyes and savored the complex emotions coming from the audience from all over the world.

"This is truly an... unprecedented feast."

Cooking God, what you taste is not just food, but also emotions.

At this moment, the emotional feast cooked by this thousand-year bloody battle across races is extremely intense.

God of Flames Ji Dong and God of Goodness Lieyan looked at each other and saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.

"Using the volcano as a furnace, this method of using flames has gone beyond simple control of elements." Ji Dong said solemnly.

Lie Yan nodded slightly. "That 'Elemental Fuel' seems to resonate with life and soul. It gives those ordinary iron and dead bones... new life."

The screen switches again.

War broke out in full force.

The sky is covered by the wings of the dragon, and the earth is covered by human battle formations.

Human Flame-Chasers, wearing Dragon Bone armor, roared and charged towards the giant dragon that was a hundred times a thousand times his size.

The spear driven by "Elemental Fuel" tore apart the indestructible Dragon Scale.

The dragon's breath breathed out, turning cities into scorched earth.

The cruelty of war was nakedly displayed in front of everyone.

There is no justice and evil.

There are only two races fighting for survival.

Humans are brave and fearless of death, but the dragon refuses to give an inch of ground.

What's even more frightening is that as the war continues, the cracks in Abyss are opened, and countless twisted and ferocious monsters emerge from the ground, attacking both sides indiscriminately.

The three-party melee turned the whole world into a bloody purgatory.

On Light Screen, scenes of tragic scenes flashed rapidly.

A human hero exhausted his armor "Elemental Fuel" and was bitten into pieces by a giant dragon.

A giant silver dragon soaring into the sky was besieged by dozens of strong human beings, and finally fell to the earth with a scream.

Heroes fell one after another, and dragons fell one after another.

Thousands of years.

A thousand years of struggle.

Both sides paid an extremely heavy price.

Human cities were built on ruins and turned into new ruins in the flames of war.

The number of the Dragon Clan has dropped sharply, and many ancient inheritances have been cut off.

But in the war, there was never a winner.

Dragon Clan has absolute individual advantages, while humans have the power of "Elemental Fuel" and the terrifying ability to reproduce.

This is a war of attrition with no end in sight.

The entire viewing space fell into a dead silence.

Both the furious Dragon God and the excited He Caitou were silent at this moment.

The Blood and Fire that spanned thousands of years, the endless hatred and death, were so heavy that everyone could not breathe.

This is not a story.

This is another world, a history of blood and tears of a race.

Ning Rongrong's face was pale. As the descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she subconsciously calculated the cost of this war.

The result is that even if ten Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are used up, it will not be able to support the consumption of this war for a month.

And it lasted for thousands of years.

"It's too... tragic..."

Ning Tian murmured, as the leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he was also shocked by the horrific scale of the war.

In this oppressive silence.

The picture of Light Screen suddenly freezes.

It was a dusk battlefield stained red with blood.

Corpses were everywhere, Dragon Bone mixed with human armor Fragments.

An ancient red dragon that was as huge as a mountain and covered with ferocious scars was lowering its head and staring at a tiny figure below.

That's a human warrior.

The Dragon Bone armor on his body was in tatters, and the "Elemental Fuel" core light on his chest was dim, as if it would go out at any time.

He was holding on to a broken Giant Sword, barely holding on and not falling down.

The ancient red dragon did not attack. What was revealed in its huge lava-like eyes was not anger, but... deep fatigue and confusion.

A kind of fatigue that spans thousands of years.

Then, it spoke.

The ancient and hoarse voice clearly reached everyone's ears through Light Screen, like a question coming from the depths of the soul.

"Humans..."

"Why... are you fighting this far?"

The human warrior holding the broken sword slowly raised his head.

His visor was broken, revealing a young face full of vicissitudes of life.

His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, no sound was made.

Light Screen, the moment he raised his head and looked at the dragon, it suddenly darkened.

Under the vast starry sky, countless strong men stood quietly, their eyes focused on the huge Light Screen above Sky Vault.

God King, Emperor, peerless geniuses, Douluo strong men from different eras, all look solemn at this moment.

Above Light Screen, the chaotic light gradually dissipated, and a line of majestic gold-gilded ancient characters slowly emerged.

[Myriad Worlds Characters--Teyvat]

[Ninety-seventh: Demon God of unknown flames, Uncrowned King of Natasha--Xibalak]

"Natasha?"

"Teyvat?"

There were murmurs in the crowd.

Tang San's eyes narrowed slightly, and he exchanged glances with Sea God, God of Emotion Huo Yuhao, God of Destruction Tang Wulin and others around him.

The origin of this Light Screen is mysterious, and it can actually bring them, Deity, who belong to different time and space, together with mortals. Its power is unfathomable.

And this so-called "inventory" is unheard of.

The picture suddenly changed!

It is no longer cold words, but a burning earth. The sky is the dim yellow of Eternity, and the volcano is spewing thick smoke, dyeing the whole world with the color of doomsday.

Wails, roars, and desperate cries passed through Light Screen, as if they were about to pierce everyone's eardrums.

An unimaginably huge shadow enveloped the earth.

That's a dragon!

A giant dragon whose entire body was burning with ominous black flames! Its scales had rotted away, revealing its dense white bones. Abyss's purple-black aura squirmed like maggots on its body, spewing out destruction and death with every breath.

"Fire Dragon King!"

"It has been completely eroded by Abyss and has gone crazy!"

In the picture, tiny humans are running away among the ruins, with fear written all over their faces. Even those Dragon Clan, who are also huge in stature, are trembling in front of this destructive monster and do not dare to step forward.