My Heroic Life

Two more rays of light smashed down, and meteor-like power stirred the universe. Under Yin Lan's offensive, the magic dragon's limbs were wiped out. His mountain-like body shook and fell to the ground, and the main trunk was still struggling stubbornly.

The young man on the dragon’s back was speechless for a while. He stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the far corners, his arms produced glass-like cracks in the light and spread to the body, but only the man who fell asleep in his eyes Lover.

"This one is for Lily."

He looked into the distance and whispered softly, as if explaining and murmuring, he raised his arm, and the cracked scar spread down his shoulder, extending to the bright and radiant heart.

Then, with a punch, like a meteor falling on a mountain.

In the countless rays of light, the mountain formed by the body of the magic dragon collapsed from its back, and the vast power burst out from the heart of the dazzling dragon, and followed the arm to the mysterious king of Britain.

Votigung raised his head and spewed blood like rain, and his huge body sank together with the ground in a radius of one thousand meters. The fragmented ground broke down into rocks and flew towards the sky. That terrible force infiltrated the earth's crust, creating violent earthquakes and directions. The tumbling earth dragon dashing in all directions.

The spine of the magic dragon was completely broken by this blow, and Fu Tigeng could no longer hold on. The mountain-like body collapsed since then, and the dazzling light from the wound collided with the mud-like island power. The sound of scoffing, the power of the crystallization of reason is contending with the power of Votigung's endless island.

Yin Lan jumped off the dragon's back, he looked at Fu Tegeng who could not speak, and understood that he was temporarily unable to move before the power of his body was expelled.

"Then, it's finally the last step."

The young man sighed, he turned around and drove his cracked body into the distance.

Votigeng, the representative of the power of the British Isles, cannot be killed by him after all. This is also the reason why Yin Lan has not taken the initiative to fight for more than 30 years. For the dragon, endless magic power will give him rebirth. There is only one weakness.

The Holy Spear of King Arthur.

Only the anchor of the star of the fixed-point outer and inner world can truly sort out the filth and completely close the rift in the world of Britain.And now after the magical power has recovered, the powerful island power needs to be suppressed by the stronger Sheng Lun power, and this is also the reason why Usser had to strengthen Altria's heart many years ago.

Yin Lan touched her chest, and within the gleam of the soul crack, was the dragon's heart that had grown for decades and had been developed.

The Dragon Heart Project. This is the result of research by Youther, Merlin and Yin Lan. It is the top secret that only three people in Britain know about. Since the last era, three talented magicians have predicted the outcome of this war. One generation is the son, and Britain is the chessboard. It took decades to elaborately compile the victory of civilization.

It should be.

Yin Lan walked out of the center of the crater-like battlefield and passed through the ruins of the holy white building. He watched the drowsy figure stepping forward and finally came to Altria.

No matter how perfect the plan is, there are loopholes. What's more, Yin Lan, who has regained his feelings, is to plan and grow the conceptual heart, but how can he be left untouched by the ten-odd years of living together?

"Lan Qing, in your current state, once the concept heart is returned, you will probably..."

"Yes, I know."

Yin Lan calmly responded to the reminder of the magician of the flower. He leaned down and picked up the sleeping girl, looked at her sleeping face and said to Merlin:

"This is the final stage of our plan. Youser gave her life, you lead her to become a hero, and I want to give her strength."

"That said, she probably doesn't want you to do this."

"..."

The man was silent, and sighed after a long time: "For Britain, she has no choice."

"This world is too dangerous." He raised his head and looked to the west, his eyes seemed to have crossed the boundaries of space, and he saw the mysterious belief area, the behemoth that unified a continent with the power of evil gods.

Pacific Federation.

"Neither Morgan nor Lily have fully understood the world. Even you, as a sage, may not truly understand their power."

"That is the divine power that is different from the human principle, and it is still absorbing a variety of different forces. They are constantly developing and growing, and the advantage of the human principle has become smaller and smaller."

He stroked the blond hair of the girl in his arms, and said with emotion: "The heroic spirit is a means of self-saving by human beings, and it is also the last hope, and I will bring them the last gift."

He looked at the girl's sleeping face and smiled. In his opinion, Altria's drowsiness was also a good thing to some extent, so that she could not resist fiercely, and also saved the effort of explanation.

"Is it handed over in a dream? Not bad."

He raised the corners of his mouth and put his hands on Altria's forehead. The man closed his eyes. In the ruins of Camelot, he poured his consciousness completely, crossing the boundary between reality and illusion. Meet in a dream.

Chapter 114 Meeting in Dreams

This is where?

In the dim thoughts, Altria was trying to sense herself. She found that her body was extremely tired, her whole body seemed to be floating in the sea, and her eyelids were too heavy to imagine.

I am...

She tried hard to recall her experience, but she could not think of anything. There seemed to be a gap in her thinking, sealing all the past in the corner of her mind, leaving only the tired girl alone in panic.

"Forehead, head, it hurts."

After arduous efforts, Altria finally opened her eyes. She panted and looked around and found that this place made her both familiar and unfamiliar.

What is familiar is that this is a street in central London, and you can look up at the towering Big Ben. What is unfamiliar is that everything here is so old, as it was decades ago.

The radio microphones on the street, the old-fashioned cars on the road, and even the big-to-size TVs in the electrical shop, what news is being broadcast on the rather vague screen now makes Altria feel a little noisy.

She looked at the source of the sound, but saw some familiar thin figures in front of the shop. She was stunned, her eyes widened in the next second.

"Lan!"

She stood up, and the speed was too fast to cause dizziness similar to low blood sugar. She shook her head and ran quickly towards the figure with long black hair.

"Lan, why are you here? Where are you?"

Altria walked quickly to the young man, but found that Yin Lan did not respond at all. She waited for a moment and couldn't help reaching out to touch the young man next to her.

"Lan, did you hear what I said? What the hell... how could it happen!"

The girl stretched out her hand while she was talking, her fingers stroking the young man's body without stopping, but directly penetrating inside. Altria couldn't help screaming. She waved her hand back and forth and found that the man in front of her looked like an image. s things.

"This, what's going on?"

She muttered to herself in confusion, she had no clue, but the sound of the TV in her ears gave her clues.

"Our reporter learned that at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, the British Allied Forces will launch an offensive against Camelot. By then, the King of the Kingdom of Great Britain, Uther Pendragon, will personally lead the army..."

"Father? Is this... a memory?"

Altria muttered to herself as she watched Yusser's youthful appearance on the TV. There was already a guess in her heart, while the image of Yin Lan next to her spoke for the first time.

"Youser...can't win, he must be brought back."

He murmured, and in the next second, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, and Altria panicked to find that her feet were no longer the streets of London decades ago, but the battlefield of life and death within the Demon Realm.

She looked up and found that the roaring dragon and the army of fantasy species were in front of her, and behind her were the defeated British army and the badly wounded King Uther.

And the young man with long black hair stood in the middle of the two, the majestic magic power revolving around him, the fierce golden dragon drilled out from the ground and looked at all directions, he and the magic dragon looked at each other, his complexion made people feel cold, eyes There is neither fear nor sadness in it.

Then the two sides clashed, and Altria watched the young man defeat the underdog's army alone and successfully saved King Usser, whose life was hanging by a thread.