Chapter 1594 Death Is Not Necessarily What Sleeps Forever

The suspended dragon island.

In the magnificent golden palace, ten giant dragons stand on each side, and the atmosphere in the hall is somewhat tense.

The giant dragons representing the ten great dragon clans, and the ten top dragon powerhouses standing at the top of the world, gathered in one hall at this time.

"Is the news from the Twilight Forest reliable? Are there really demons in this world?" Lorenzo, the patriarch of the Flame Dragon Clan, asked loudly, his tone full of disbelief.

"Irina used the holy light to kill the evil that possessed the son of Isaiah, and purified him into nothingness together. This is the scene that everyone saw.

There were already many doubts about the massacre of the Eba tribe back then, and we also found an evil atmosphere from the traces left at the scene, so Rex was not executed, but was imprisoned in Basti Prison .

If it is true as Rex said, the tentacles of the devil may have stretched out to 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, born to be the king of the sky, even if the devil really exists, there is nothing to be afraid of." The amethyst dragon clan covered in lavender amethyst scales Great Elder Eustace said with a disdainful smile: "For such a trivial matter, it's too ridiculous to gather the ten great dragon clans together?"

"I also asked the King of Titans to fight. If there is nothing else, I will leave first." Isaiah, the patriarch of the Tyrannosaurus Dragon Clan, stood up suddenly, and turned around to walk outside the hall.

"If there are devils in this world, this matter may not be as simple as we imagined." At this moment, the patriarch of the golden dragon who had been silent said in a deep voice: "I found a pair of demons in the forbidden tomb of Golden Dragon Island. The huge murals are left by our ancestors, and I haven’t understood what it expresses for many years, but today I should take you to see it.”

"The murals left by the ancestors?" All the giant dragons showed a bit of surprise when they heard the words, and even Louis who was about to walk to the door stopped.

The long life of the giant dragon makes them not need to rely on writing and murals to leave any traces, and enough time is enough for them to pass on the inheritance orally.

However, on the Golden Dragon Island, the birthplace of the dragon clan, there are murals left by their ancestors, and Louis, who is the oldest and most knowledgeable among the dragon clan, can't understand it. Interested.

"Let's go." Louis got 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 crypt, and a huge mural with a length of one kilometer and a width of more than 500 meters appeared in front of them.

This is a magnificent project that only a dragon can complete.

Even the leading figures of the giant dragon tribes were a little surprised to see such a huge mural under the ground.

"I didn't expect there to be such a mural under the ground of the Golden Dragon Clan, but what are the paintings?" Loren opened his mouth and spit out a string of fireballs, which flew out and hovered over the mural at a distance of 100 meters. Before.

The panorama of this magnificent mural hidden deep in the ground is truly displayed in front of everyone.

It's a mess.

All that caught everyone's eyes was a scene of chaos.

This is a complete painting, with countless races and countless strange pictures appearing on it.

The giant dragons are biting and killing each other; the forest troll twisted off the head of his companion, biting half of the elf in his mouth; the goblin with scarlet eyes is riding an orc and chasing a group of monkeys crazily; the endless sea is dyed red with blood, densely packed The dead demon corpses are floating on the sea, being bitten and eaten by a group of terrifying big fish; there are also many races they have never seen before, killing each other and slaughtering other races crazily...

And in the center of the whole mural, an indescribable object as huge as a hill is outlined with gray-black paint. The giant dragon is as small as a mosquito in front of it. Stretching out, those tentacles were covered with scarlet eyes, shining with a strange light, as if they were about to break through the seal.

All the giant dragon bosses looked at this scene, and their faces changed slightly.

"What... what is this?!" Standing directly in front of the indescribable object, Loren took a step back subconsciously.

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: "The age of this mural is older than the time recorded and passed down by our giant dragon clan." It's a long time ago, and this time is measured in tens of thousands of years, but in the inheritance of our giant dragon family, there is nothing about the content of this mural, so I once thought it was the imaginary work of one of our ancestors."

"The various races are fighting each other, and even the same race is killing each other. Is it really a record of a race war in ancient times?" Eustace asked with a frown.

"No, this is more like the scene described by Rex that the Eba tribe killed each other after being controlled by the devil." Douglas looked at the mural with a serious face, and said in a heavy voice: "Race wars are not like this, dragons don't Crazy attacks of the same kind, no race would attack its own kind so madly, and it is even more impossible for elves to do so."

"Isn't this just a mural, what are you so nervous about?" 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 specially left to us by our ancestors. Three years ago, a vision appeared underground, and I only discovered this hidden crypt and the only mural in the crypt. In the past three years alone, there have been suspected demons in the Twilight Forest, and there must be an inseparable relationship between the two." Louis stepped forward, his golden eyes staring at the monster with a huge octopus head, but with An indescribable thing with a human body and huge wings, "This guy was probably sealed somewhere by our ancestors back then, but now, it has begun to stretch out its tentacles and affect our world."

"How is it possible! You said that this mural has existed for tens of thousands of years. What can live for so long? Even our giant dragon can only live for three thousand years." Lorenzo questioned.

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

There is a line written in the dragon language of reason.

"It is not necessarily death that sleeps forever..." Loren read with a trembling voice.