“Divine Light? You are talking about the gods? Haha… So many years after the fall of the God Race, you, pathetic bastards are still thinking about the gods? Wake up! The God Race is gone! You’re never going to have your gods again!” The undead laughed wildly.
The God Race was the core of the six races, but for the undead, the God Race was more like a nightmare.
The divine power of the gods was the bane of the undead. In the battle of the gods and devils, the divine legion of the God Race caused numerous deaths and injuries to the army of the undead. The thing that undead most feared was the divine light of the gods.
As long as there was the God Race, there would be no day for the Undead Race to rise.
Therefore, no one was happier than the undead for the demise of the God Race.
“Abhorrent!” The red dragons glared at the undead indignantly. They had reached the point where they were at the end of their rope.
Faced with the powerful bone dragon, they could do nothing to resist at all. Once they died, then…
The bone dragon roared with deterrence at the command of the undead.
A deafening dragon cry reverberated in the valley at this night.
In the midst of that dragon cry, a cry of alarm came out from the mouth of the little figure being protected by the two red dragons as they watched the bone dragon approaching bit by bit. The little figure shivered in the darkness and the sound of his crying sounded quite distressing.
“Haha!” Seeing the reaction of the little one, the undead seemed to find it very interesting. They were not in a hurry to let the bone dragon kill the other side. Anyway, in their opinion, these three guys were already prey beneath their feet.
“It’s hard to imagine that there is such a timid eight-winged golden dragon in the Dragon Race.” Another undead laughingly said.
However, as soon as the words “eight-winged golden dragon” were uttered, the faces of the people hiding behind the rocks immediately showed a trace of surprise.
“That little fellow is an eighth-winged golden dragon?” Shen Yanxiao was astonished by the news, and an idea emerged in her heart. She looked at Qian Yuan subconsciously and found that the expression of Qian Yuan had changed greatly.
Was the little figure being protected by the two red dragons the child of Long Huang and Long Miao?
The undead said just now that they had been chasing them for more than a thousand years, which was also accurate in terms of time.
However, although the growth period of the dragons was long, it took only a few hundred years to grow from a young dragon to an adult dragon. If the child of Long Huang and Long Miao were still alive, he could never be as old as that.
That little fellow was clearly a dragon who hadn’t reached adulthood yet.
“There seems to be something wrong with the age.” Qian Yuan naturally knew what Shen Yanxiao’s conjecture was. Just a moment ago, he had the same guess, but pretty soon his heart came to the same conclusion as Shen Yanxiao.
The age was not right!
“Perhaps it’s a child of another eight-winged golden dragon?” Yang Xi said. It was very unlikely that only one young golden dragon would be born in Hidden Dragon Continent. Since he was not the child of Long Huang, then he might be a child of an eight-winged golden dragon also persecuted by Long Yan.
Just as they spoke, the bone dragon launched an attack at the two red dragons.
The two red dragons instantly transformed into dragons, and one of them carried the little fellow to his back.
The moonlight shone down and illuminated the child’s face.
It was a panic-stricken young face, with delicate and little facial features like a masterpiece exceeding nature, that pair of light golden eyes overflowed with tears; big beans of tears were constantly falling from his eyes.
It had been said that the eight-wing golden dragons were the closest to the existence of the gods, and those light golden dragon eyes were the biggest symbol of it!
