Dragon Blood Warrior

Splashed by the pool, Old Ente sat by the pool, frowned and stared quietly at the meteorite lying on the ground. This position had been held for two days and two nights. He had not moved the meteorite, let alone cleaned his body of dirt. Old Ente knew that the meteorite in this state could not move, otherwise slight carelessness would cause him irreparable harm, and he could only wake up slowly on his own.

Fortunately, the breathing of the meteorite has gradually stabilized for two days, but it is still not awake, which leaves Old Ente with no choice but to keep the meteorite here all the time.

For the past two days, Old Ente has been thinking about the question, why did the dragon hear it and rush back to find nothing, not even a trace, and there is no trace of any attack on the star meteorite, is it the giant dragon that released the star meteorite with kindness?

Thinking about it, Old Ente shook his head, knowing that the dragon's aversion to mankind had existed since ancient times, even with Old Ente's wealth of knowledge and wisdom, he couldn't figure it out.

At this time, the meteorite in the coma, deep in his soul, flashed a shocking picture, a world full of floods, huge mountains rise, straight into the sky, the earth is full of deserts, all sorts of vicious beasts flourish.

A group of strange human beings dressed in clothes made of twig vine leaves, about 200, said they were strange, because they had long horns with dragon scales all over their bodies and a huge drag tail behind their buttocks, some with several feathers on the top of their heads, a pair of eye-catching wings behind them, some with furry faces, and a conspicuous king word on their foreheads, others wrapped in a thick armour-like shell, especially with a tall protrusion behind them.

But all of these people have one thing in common: they have the human face, and some of them, young and old, young men and beautiful women, are dying in one direction.

Not far behind them is a large group of humans riding all sorts of vicious beasts, black pressed, uncountable. These humans have strange green lines on their faces, but they give people a kind of dark light that, as if they were born on their faces, all stripes converge in their eyebrows, forming a protrusion of the hexaprism, and the tip is full of spectral light. Their eyes are uniform, pure black, and the whole eye is full of that kind of light that looks like the soul is going to be drawn into it.

They were dressed in uniform black robes, because the high speed of running made the robes blown hunting and ringing, looking at the group not far ahead, everyone had to show a look of sarcasm, drama and bloodlust on their faces, and the strange weapon in their hands like a knife was buzzing.

In a few minutes, perhaps for a moment, the strange humans in front were still caught up, and a dark shadow quickly surrounded them. And the strange human team quickly formed a battle circle, protecting the elderly and children inside, outside are fighting adult men and women.

“Ho!” “Ho!" “Ho!” “Woo -”, suddenly a dragon roaring phoenix, a tiger roaring tortoise, the two sides quickly formed a battle, one time shouting four times, flesh and blood, the scene was brutally endured, but one of the strange human sides, although the singular fighting power is very strong, can be said to be a warrior with one stop.

But there were so many enemies, soon the people fell nearly 100, watched the people fall one after the other, one dressed in blue dragon scale, about three or four meters tall seemingly the elderly man of the chief whistled, the voice filled with intense grief and desolation, blood tears from the red eyes.

Chen meteorite stared at this image, watching a strange human being die tragically, even the corpse was chopped to pieces of meat, heard the powerful roar of the grown man, I don't know why, I can't help but grieve in my heart, as if I lost my loved ones, if the soul has tears, at this moment, Chen meteorite is already full of tears.

“Roar - roar -...” a grievous roar sounded all over the clouds, even the earth trembled for it, the unconscious sky suddenly poured heavy rain, as if the sky was crying for them...

“Daddy!” A gentle scream sounded and a child, about five or six years old, was raw chopped by a strange, dark weapon.

“No...!” The old man shouted in sorrow and watched his son's body smash open in the air.

“Ah! - Why is that? Is it really my people who are dying?” Men's angry questioning echoed back in the sky.