My little country

Oh oh oh!

In the uniform steel army array, long horns sounded.

Under the sound of the horn, there was a burst of hooting.

To Roskimir, this is clearly the cheers of the ancient Slavic people.

As for why it sounds so different?It must be because of the times, the pronunciation has changed.

On the plain.

With the sound of the horn, on the other side of the horizon, the villain of this battle also appeared.

It was a double-headed black dragon with a body length of more than ninety meters.

This black dragon is extraordinary, and its momentum is a bit stronger than many of the black dragons on the Holy Dragon Island.

In fact, in the real history of Xiaorenguo, this two-headed black dragon is a heterogeneous, containing one-sixth of the blood of a holy dragon.

Therefore, even if it is just entering the realm of legend, it has become a natural disaster on this continent, attracting the human forces here to jointly encircle and suppress.

Roar!

The double-headed black dragon raised its heads and let out a double roar.

"what!"

The father and son Roskimir and Varojmir quickly squatted on the ground, holding their ears with uncomfortable expressions.

Fortunately, this is just a dream, fortunately they are far away from the battlefield.

Otherwise, ordinary people are yelled like this at the same rate, even if they are not dead, they can almost go to the mental hospital and live in the VIP ward for free for a lifetime.

After the two-headed black dragon roared and demonstrated, a large number of various beasts also appeared behind him.

A great battle unfolded before the eyes of the two Kimirs.

I don’t know how many times more shocking the real battlefield is revealed than the war movie.

The horrible posture of the two-headed black dragon was also deeply reflected in the minds of the two Kimirs.

In their opinion, such a powerful army, even the army of Warcraft can block or even gain the upper hand.

With the entry of this two-headed black dragon, he was suddenly facing a crisis of collapse.

This double-headed black dragon is impenetrable, and its two heads can even spray out flames and poisonous mist, and a dozen is a large area.

Then, they saw the human side who had been beaten by the double-headed black dragon.

A knight suddenly rushed out, and after leaping high in the army, his body appeared and turned into a giant in golden armor, holding a large sword wrapped in thunder light to block the double-headed black dragon.

"This golden armor giant must be one of our ancestors!"

Roskimir saw the appearance of the Golden Armor Giant and immediately confirmed his relationship with the opponent.

The eldest son Varokimir hesitated when he heard the words, but he was a little slow in thinking due to the influence of the dream, and he did not refute.

They watched the golden armored giant and the double-headed black dragon after a battle, successfully cut off the two heads of the double-headed black dragon, and won the battle of slaying the dragon.

Then, the point came!

The picture changed, and a dazzling star suddenly appeared in the sky, which was falling rapidly.

This was the last killer move activated by the double-headed black dragon before it died, the fallen star summoned by burning out the blood energy in the body.

As a forbidden technique comparable to the large-scale morning star witchcraft, the appearance of this falling star is full of sense, making the two Kimirs feel like a crisis of extinction.

Then just when they shivered.

The golden armor giant reappeared and raised a diamond-shaped shield with a red background and a gold face.

The golden lightning rune on the shield was deliberately enlarged by Xiao Yu and displayed in front of the two Kimirs.

Let them deeply remember the appearance of this diamond shield.

Next second.

The falling stars collided with this diamond shield.

Suddenly, the world is dim, flying sand and rocks, everything is like the end of the day.

The two Kimirs hugged each other and yelled. I don't know how long it has passed. They found that the surroundings were calm again before they dared to raise their heads and open their eyes again.

I saw that the sky had regained its color.

The golden armor giant hovered in the air with a shield on his head, unscathed.

"This shield must be the supreme artifact of Perun's ancestors!"

Roskimir muttered to himself, looking at the shield admiringly.

at the same time.

A whisper came to the ears of the two Kimirs again.

When they are confused about what consciousness this whisper is.

suddenly!

The picture was blurred.

The two Kimirs woke up from the bed at the same time.

"dream?"

"Impossible, it is definitely not a dream, but a revelation from our ancestors!"

"The ancestors gave their enlightenment at this moment... It must be because there is something I need to do that inherits the great blood..."

Roskimir murmured to himself, and after walking out of the room without sleep, he was shocked to see that his eldest son was also wearing a pajama, sitting on the sofa in the living room with a tangled expression, as if thinking hard about something. .

As a normal person, Varokimir felt extremely flustered for having such a terrible dream.

He was a little worried that his father's mental illness was actually hereditary, and he had inherited his family's mental illness.

He doesn't have a girlfriend yet, does he finally have an excuse not to look for it?

"..."

Seeing Roskimir appearing, Varokimir was a little flustered. He was about to say something. He didn't want Roskimir but his eyes lit up first:

"Just now, did you dream about it?"

"what?"

Varokimir hesitated, some speculation in his heart spread like wildfire.

This allowed him to suppress his mental illness and carefully confirmed the news of his dream with his father.

As the father and son confirmed that they had the same dream.

Whispers sounded in their ears again.

Only this time, they suddenly discovered that they understood part of the information in the whispers.

Surprisingly, I told them:

Weird is invading.

The outer god has already descended.

In the dark night, the whispers of the evil god sounded.

It's time for the brave to debut.

As the children of the Peelun clan, the patron saint who has guarded the north for generations, it is time for them to awaken their blood and awaken the family's guardian artifact.

Moreover, they were also warned in the revelation.

With their blood resuscitation.

They are also dangerous!

The evil shadows lurking in the world will never allow the treasure of the human race to reappear in the world again!

"Pellen's ancestors are here, how could this be?"

Although Roskimir was extremely excited about the realization of his own imagination, he shuddered when he saw that he would be spotted by the monster, and he was busy discussing with the same awkward eldest son.

Roskimir sighed.

He picked up his cell phone and dialed the number of the mysterious contact office officially announced by Mosca.

"Hello, I am Roszimir who lives in Moska, a direct descendant of the great Slavic Thor."

"We are at a critical moment of blood recovery and need a little help."

"Wait, I didn't lie to you!"

"Kuma! What I said is true!"

"When our blood is awakened and the family treasure is awakened, we must double, no, ten times the favor we owe you!"

"Snapped!"

Only halfway through Roskimir's last sentence, the clerk at the opposite liaison office had already found Roskimir's case and immediately hung up the other party's phone with a snap.

The Roskimir, who was a hundred miles away, flushed with anger and anger.