"Tsk...soul fade...dad...do you know what you want me to do?"

I wiped the blood on the corner of my mouth and looked at my father who was lying on the ground with resentment. My face was covered with blue and swollen scars. My originally cute (don't spray, I'm only 4 years old!!!) now turned into a ragged "bread".

"You are going to make me kill my father! Daddy Hunting!" I knelt on one knee and thrust hard at the ground with my hands, completely ignoring the shouts of Roman Emperor Antemius in my ear-"Cry him quickly!", tears filled my eyes. I walked to my father and hugged him tightly, "You are my dearest father! You bad father!!!"

Tears could not stop flowing anymore. I originally promised not to cry, but I thought I would not cry, but I still would cry - my father was willing to sacrifice himself and sacrifice his biological son for my ideal. He pretended to duel with me, just to make me feel cruel and hate him, and to let me kill him, an existence that made the Roman emperor Antemius feel annoying, so that I can take this opportunity to take it.

"Dad, you are so stupid. If I kill you, do you think Antemius would let me go? What's more, you are my only father! How could I kill you!"

I shouted, hugging my father's neck tighter and tighter, and tears flowed like the Yellow River. If my father is like this, what else can I ask for?

"Cough cough cough..." My father coughed a few mouthfuls of blood and sighed at me, "Silly boy, you are really naive. Do you think I didn't expect it? If you kill me, I will have the opportunity to give you the power of Longwen. In this way, not to kill Rome, at least there is still a chance to save your life. Besides, Antemius will definitely borrow your power to resist the invasion of the Germans. In this way, you can accumulate military achievements and you can get on the throne smoothly, stupid son!" My father almost yelled in the last few words. Although it was a bit intermittent, the strong father's love still flowed into my heart, making me warm...

"Arrowman, shoot the arrow!"

At this time, Antemius, who was standing in the stands of the VIP host, raised his hand and waved his hand and issued a death order to "shoot arrows". It seems that this playboy emperor was prepared for it!

After hearing Antemius' orders, the archers hiding in the arena stood up "swish-" and neatly lifted the bows in their hands, and gorgeously placed the feather arrows in the quiver on the bowstrings, "Let them go!"

The rain of arrows was shooting towards us like dense rainstorms. Accompanied by the sound of bows and arrows breaking through the air and Antemius' arrogant shouts and scolding, it was like a melodious waltz accompaniment, which made people want to dance gracefully, but this was the dance of death!

"Hey... Daddy Hunting..."

This dense rain of arrows reflected in my pupils, covered with clouds...

"What are you doing...Son of Huntan?"

The corners of my father's mouth were slightly raised, and he didn't care about these rains of arrows like cows...

"Can you still fly?!!!"

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"Dong!!!!!!!!!"

A loud bang, accompanied by the dust flying on the ground, the rain of arrows poured down, and among the yellow sand was the giant dragon spreading its wings!!!!!!

"Dad, although I haven't been able to fly high for a long time, this doesn't mean you can't fly, right?"

My father's wings wrapped me underneath, blocking countless rains of arrows for me!

"It seems like I have a bastard son who can cause trouble!"

My father began to flap his wings, and the arrows on his wings immediately fell down. After all, the defense of the dragon species is not so easy to break through.

"Come up, Ortinia!"

My father's wings swept the airflow, accompanied by the yellow sand, blew the enemy's rain of arrows, and soared up!!!

I lay on my father's back, letting the strong wind blow my golden hair. The coolness after sweating and fighting is what I really need now.

"Kill them, shoot the arrow!!!!!!!" Antemius completely ignored his emperor's identity and roared and roared like a mad dog, but we who have already soared in the sky will not be tripped by a mere wild dog!

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!" The father roared happily. After all, he had been imprisoned for so many years. This kind of freedom of accumulation made him extremely comfortable!

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

That is...from the roar of ancient times!

In the legend,

That undefeated

Fighting countless

Dragon Pheles of the Sky

The invincible roar that looks down on the world,

It is also the roar of a dragon clan who has been imprisoned for many years!

Even more

A father

For the freedom of your son

And an angry roar!

Dragon Roar!!!

A loud bang,

It seems like it is going to tear the world apart

Reverberating under this sky

The rushing flow of great magic

Rapid rotation

Like a hurricane

Violent

Dangerous

Furious

Invincible attack!!!

The entire Roman arena began to collapse just by the sound attack of the dragon's roar, and the violent magic began to form a huge tornado, forming in mid-air!

"Look at it, son! This is your father's unique skill!"

The wind tear the earth

The flow of magic is getting more and more

A beam of light appears in the world

Connecting the sky and the earth!!

"Dragon Roar!!!"

It is a powerful attack no less than the real name of the treasure, and it is praised by countless fantasy species as the "Wretched of Death" and has the strongest firepower attack of "country" (the treasures of the Indian San's treasures are more than one of them, so it's really a scam, you're not obedient again)!

A huge magic ball fell on the ground like the sun, and the ground began to crack. Because it controlled the firepower output, this attack "Dragon Roar" did not reach the firepower of the "country" and was just to destroy the dark arena that once imprisoned!

There is no so-called sandstorm, no so-called whine, no so-called hope, everything is swallowed by huge magic, and a bright cloud of mushrooms rises slowly...

"Hey... is this a nuclear weapon?" I thought of this. I had no doubt about my father's true strength at all. I also believed that my father would have his own qualities and would not destroy all the Western Romans.

The expansion of destruction only lasts for a few seconds, without the breath of life. That powerful and violent force is really shocking. Perhaps this is what later humans call "a weapon of super ancient civilization"? Like in "Morota", the true face of similar nuclear weapons recorded in the Bible may be the roar of my father?!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at my dad with depression. It seemed that my dad was really restless back then!

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Chapter completed!