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Meng Chao thought like this, and three pictures immediately appeared in his mind.

The first scene is a vast frozen wasteland that looks like an ocean, with lead-gray and silver-white ravines criss-crossing it, showing the harshness of a frost hell.

Deep in the wilderness, in the deepest ravine where it seemed that even if the sun fell and would never rise again, with the trembling of the earth and the low roar, a beast with a size comparable to the doomsday slowly crawled out, and its momentum was even more powerful.

A behemoth that is ten times more powerful.

Its hairs protrude like bone spurs; its eyes are like the lair of thunder, constantly spraying lightning outwards; the corners of its mouth still retain the dragon's minced meat and bone stubble; its whole body is surrounded by a ball of silver light.

No matter where the cold mist goes, it is clearly close to a hundred degrees below zero, and the already extremely cold earth will cool down again until all materials can no longer withstand its pressure, and will break, shatter, and be annihilated.

Sensing its appearance, even if it was dormant a hundred miles away, the giant dragon in the wasteland in the hidden dragon lair could not help but let out a shrill roar and soared into the sky from all corners, like panicked sparrows, trying to escape to the south and fight for

A glimmer of hope.

This giant beast, known as the "Dragon Devourer", walked over step by step with a swagger, until its eyes filled with thunder and lightning reflected the extremely clear outline of human beings.

That is exactly the outline of Meng Chao.

In the second picture, the "dragon devourer" who was so majestic just now, with domineering overflowing the world, and seemed to be able to devour everything, has fallen to the ground with his arms stretched out.

There is no scratch on its appearance.

Not even a single hair of the gold and silver intertwined, crystal clear and extremely gorgeous hair was touched off.

But those eyes that were spraying lightning just a moment ago no longer showed any light.

No, to be more precise, it has no eyes.

Where the eyeballs were originally embedded, there are now only two empty holes or two tunnels - two tunnels that lead directly to the brain.

And its brain also disappeared. All the brain marrow, the central nervous system, and the last brain cell were all perfectly removed and extracted by Meng Chao with scalpel-like precision, becoming the raw materials for refining the super gene potion.

Under the command of the remaining nervous system, the body of this giant beast has not completely died, and its heart is still beating weakly.

And its soul has been harvested and devoured by Meng Chao, and it has surrendered to Meng Chao's spiritual world.

In the third scene, Meng Chao sits high on a huge stone base covered with the fur of the "Dragon Devourer".

The masters of the wasteland - whether it is the Elk Tribe, the Red Bull Tribe, the Longbow Tribe or the Great Ax Tribe among the Frost Giants, or the two-headed ogre, the most powerful and brutal among the ogres, or even the Eternal Night.

Those grotesque demons in the abyss, these "chaos creatures" that usually only appear in the nightmares of ordinary people in the Holy Light camp, are not at all chaotic, cruel, or bloodthirsty, but are well-behaved and even cautious.

They formed a team, walked up to Meng Chao one by one, knelt down on one knee, and saluted him respectfully, acknowledging his hegemony as the leader of the alliance.

"Ah, this is the memory of me going to the Far North Wasteland, showing the friendship from Dragon City and Turanze to the Frost Giants, Abyss Demons and Ogres there, and inviting them to join the 'Chaos Camp'."

Meng Chao recalled quietly, and the corner of his mouth gradually curled up with a subtle arc, "It was a quite successful diplomatic event. Although the puppets of the Holy Light camp said that the barbarians in the northern wilderness are a group of extremely dangerous people.

Crazy, there is no possibility of communication or negotiation at all, but why do I feel that they are all quite gentle, polite, reasonable, and even good at singing and dancing?

"When I dragged the body of the 'Dragon Devourer' and ran to communicate with them, without saying a word, they agreed to join the Chaos camp and fight against the Holy Light camp under my leadership!

"Hey, if you think about it carefully, that was more than ten years ago. Time is really like a silver-white stream flowing quietly. It doesn't seem to flow very fast, but it can never solidify, let alone turn back!"

Meng Chao paced slowly on the carpet with his hands behind his back, enjoying the dragon devourer's fur, which gave the soles of his feet that tingling, tingling feeling like electric arcs.

Looking around, the originally large room was filled with rare treasures. It was more like a unique private museum in an alien continent than a bedroom.

Like the fur of the Dragon Devourer, these rare treasures are the most memorable trophies of Meng Chao's battles in the past half century.

"This is the 'Curse of Thousand Nights'. The blood elves sacrificed the souls of hundreds of elite swordsmen to refine the cursed weapon - the battle with the blood elf king in the 'Blood Pool of the Sea of ​​Corruption' was indeed

I encountered the most thrilling and heart-pounding hand-to-hand combat in my life.

"Ever since I chopped off the three arms of the Blood Elf King and seized this cursed weapon, there has never been another opponent worthy of burning my physical strength, wisdom, and will in close combat like the battle of the Blood Pond in the Sea of ​​Corruption.

Go to the limit, even break through before the battle, surpass the peak!

"This is the helmet of 'Mora Locke', the leader of the 'Knights of Infinite Glory' and known as the strongest paladin in the Holy Light camp for a hundred years. That battle was just like the character of Maura Locke, boring.

It was lackluster. The strongest paladin didn't know how to dodge or adapt at all. I just rumbled forward like a steamroller and crushed him directly.

"However, his armor is a bit strange. It is said that it has been blessed by thirty Holy Light High Priests in the Holy Light Temple in the past thousand years. It can resist all visible and invisible harm. Even if the sky is shattered, the armor can still be held.

He will not die.

"So what, the intact flesh and blood body does not mean that the spiritual world will always be as strong as ever. On how to defeat the spiritual defense line of a carbon-based intelligent creature, the Dragon City Civilization has a certain influence on the natives of other worlds.

The advantage of dimensionality reduction.

"This is the staff of Odesgar, the 'Wrath of the Elements'. Compared with the ordinary paladin, this legendary magician is a bit interesting - who would have thought that the so-called incarnation of justice and the bringer of light can protect the order of a party.

, the legendary magician who is highly respected and respected by everyone, actually has the blood of an abyss demon and a completely opposite dual personality?

"To be honest, when his main personality as the 'Wrath of the Elements' was defeated by me, the second personality 'Plaguebringer' lurking deep in the brain jumped out, and instantly 'resurrected with full blood' and became a completely different person.
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