The breeze brushed her long soft hair, gentle and fragrant, just like her mother''s caress. She listened to the singing of birds and felt the pulsation of the river. The magic leaves were used as a boat, carrying her floating with the wind to the gradually emerging curtain light in the sky.


    Luna feels that the world is so sweet, just like the afternoon sun. Her happiness is filled from her heart. With the passage of time, the day is approaching her adulthood.


    Long ago, her parents had been urging her to go home. In a few days, she would return to her hometown to complete her adult ceremony. However, what really makes Luna happy is that she just told Caesar about it, and silly dragon promised to go home with her.


    happy.


    "You can''t mess around this time."


    In addition to being happy, Luna could not help telling Caesar that the last time black dragon went to the spirit forest, it was very unpleasant. Many spirit forest ethnic groups left knots for this, including Luna herself.


    Caesar was also very clear about this. He knew how it felt to take care of the little guy and nodded foolishly.


    These are all later words. Now, let''s play elegy cards first.


    Luna slipped out of the garden in front of the king''s court, then used the deformation necklace to cast a spell on herself, became a young human with northern characteristics, glanced at the indifferent Flying Dragon Guard and began to walk out.


    ……


    People come and go in the streets. The black wing King City is the political, economic and cultural center of the Empire. Of course, it is also the most prosperous city in the whole North. In addition to 50000 permanent residents, there are an unknown number of black wing troops stationed, and more than 30000 floating people come and go in and out of the city.


    Long ago, the city wall of black wing King City was demolished, and now it is in continuous expansion.


    "Remember this man."


    AOBO passed by the young man incarnated by Luna, looked down at the shining God emblem in his hand, and winked at the people next to him: "this is our goal."


    Obo didn''t choose to start immediately. In order to determine the target, his companions spread in the streets, and there was a possibility of failure. After witnessing the other party entering the elegy tavern, OBO began to call people to prepare to assassinate the target when he returned after discussion, so as to ensure that he was safe.


    These people who sneaked into the black wing King City and took root here soon gathered together.


    "You, you, you."


    In the dark corner, OBO ordered three weaker companions: "you enter the elegy tavern and come out with the target. The task is to block the way back and don''t give the other party a chance to escape."


    "You are responsible for watching, monitoring the movements of black shirts and aliens around, and giving feedback at all times. This is very important. We can choose the time to start."


    "CASA, you will help me later. Use the divine emblem to remove the magic wonders that may exist on the other party. In addition, if the other party escapes by casting a spell, remember to intercept."


    "Renault, once we start, you will be responsible for creating more chaos in order to get a chance to get out, but whether we can leave alive afterwards can only rely on the protection of the gods."


    Auber arranged everything next, but he didn''t notice that just between his whispering conversation, the originally crowded crowd in the streets gradually became sparse, and the deep fog poured out from the unknown, covering the earth and surrounding them.


    The darkness surrounded the dragon''s head emerged, floating on the hilltop, looking down coldly at the people. The wind chimes shook and trembled secretly. People can only see the long and sharp snout, and the slightly open upper and lower jaws show dense and small teeth, which can swallow several adult humans alive.


    The two small horns meander back from the top of the head. The dark blue eyes are like a ghost fire. Its whole body has no scales, and it doesn''t have the strong flesh as people know about the dragon.


    Skeleton dragon, YOG angelamo tangrian.


    This name is the most terrible and cruel nightmare in the black wing empire. Beidi people would rather be caught in a dungeon by black shirt and tortured by war lizards than meet it - even if it was just a glance.


    The fog didn''t stop surging. You need to concentrate your attention to find that it was the black smoke turning around the skeleton dragon. It was as strong as a cloud. The scene was so quiet that you could hear the low and rhythmic buzzing sound, which came from the surging sound of the soul fire in the body of the skeleton dragon. Its sound was very weak, but continuous.


    "Unexpectedly, someone will think about queen Luna."


    The Dragon language was sent out in a deep and quiet tone, and no one could understand it: "all threats must be eliminated."


    The voice of the corpse dragon became a reminder. The crowd burst into a frying pan. Some people howled and ran away. Some people stood still and dared not move. Some people picked up weapons like a desperate fight and were ready to attack.


    Aubo, the initiator of the plan, was the last one. He took out the magic sword he had recently obtained, injected fear and hope into a roar and rushed to angelamo.


    The corpse dragon gave out a deep laugh, which seemed to be interesting for these people''s ignorance and arrogance. She took a step forward, poked out five huge skeleton claws from the darkness, slapped them on the ground, and suddenly a strong wind blew down the people. Only OBO could barely stand up.


    The soldier''s charge was forced to stop. When he turned sideways, he found that his whole body was sweating. He roared at his throat and was ready to continue to rush forward, but he found that the boundless black fog had poured up, and the corpse dragon was hidden in the dark.


    "God bless me." someone howled bitterly.


    "The gods may really bless you, and all I have to do is send you to your God."


    The shadow in the distance suddenly swelled, accompanied by the shrill screams and wails of the escapees. Obo stood with his long sword in his place at a loss, but at least he was sober. Several people squatted at the root of the wall, trembling with their arms around their heads, and had lost their faith.


    Soon the Dragon came out of the shadow over their heads, holding a human on each claw, and was still desperately trying to pry the dragon''s claw. The Dragon put the human into his mouth in front of Obo, cut his head like celery with a click, and then threw the headless body on the street.


    The corpse dragon turned his head and stared at the people who had escaped far away with deep eyes.


    Soul siphon.


    Soon, the surging magic drained the strength of the deserters. Although there were no scars outside, the lungs were unable to expand and the heart was unable to beat. All the muscles were like loose springs. The smoke dispersed and everyone fell silently.


    "Ah!"


    Obo roared again without charging for a few steps. The dragon''s Tail from nowhere swept across. The soldier fell down and ate shit on the spot, and the blood in the headless body cavity sprayed him all over. Then the skeleton dragon disappeared again, screamed again in the distance, and two more bodies were thrown down.


    A much smaller roar sounded again, and then was knocked down without suspense.


    Even the trembling others understood that the bone dragon was enjoying the fun of hunting and torture. Seeing OBO''s blood and courage disappear in the non fatal attacks by the bone dragon again and again, the roar gradually turned into a scream.


    The last time, OBO lost all his strength sitting in the corpse and could no longer stand up. Angela Mo''s Yin measured laughter echoed in the fog of the streets. She ground the courage and dignity of a brave man.


    The corpse dragon took a deep breath and slowly spit out the rolling black fog.


    Fog filled the whole street, enveloping OBO and the only human beings. When the black fog overflowed, neither rocks nor entities were damaged, but the living people in the corner fell to the ground.


    "Boring," thought angelamo. It was a battle without suspense. She was going to end it.


    "Well..."


    The bitter laughter ended in an unexpected tone. The corpse dragon saw a light in the dark corner from Obo, who could not stand up but still didn''t die. The soldier grasped the shining God emblem, which absorbed and blocked the soul.


    Angelamo looked at the emblem and thought.


    "This is not your spontaneous action."


    The soul fire of the corpse dragon surged up, stared at the only living people, and said in the common language they could understand: "tell me what''s behind the scenes."


    The light of the divine emblem brought strength to the conspirators and raised their hope again. Maybe this thing could block the bone dragon, but the hope was soon dashed. As soon as angelamo hooked his paw, the divine emblem took off and flew over.


    "Well, constant detection aura, protection and a breaking spell."


    The divine emblem whined among the sharp claws of the bone dragon, and then burst: "it seems that your master doesn''t pay attention to you. I thought there would be a blessing."


    Obo trembled, and their lives were coming to an end. Although the bone dragon did not eat the body, it swallowed the soul.