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Between the peaks of the Hengduan Mountains, a group of people slowly marched among the mountains, with high mountains and steep cliffs and cliffs unable to stop their pace of progress.

When they encountered a mountain when they had no way to go, they would come out with their hands, insert their fingers directly into the mountain wall, and climb up like a monkey.

When they hit a cliff, if it is not too high, they will jump down directly, and even if they smash the ground out of a big pit, they will be unscathed.

Above them, a silver-bright and elegant silver dragon kept hovering, and the black big dot stood on it, while Svengol was trembling and lying on the back of the silver dragon, not daring to look outside.

The Grand Canyon of Colorado is guarded by the Imperial Army, and the detour of the Death Desert is long. If you want to enter the empire, the fastest way is to cross the Hengduan Mountains.

The Hengduan Mountains stretch for thousands of kilometers and countless steep mountains, which firmly separates the empire and the alliance. It is very difficult to climb over it.

Back then, Lott took Nana to cross the Hengduan Mountains before fleeing from the empire to the alliance. It took half a year to travel among the mountains before they left the mountain range. When they talked about that experience, Lott sighed at it.

Of course, this is only for ordinary people.

Undead skeletons like Black Dragons are not a big obstacle in the mountains, but they can’t ride horses. The speed is a little slower, but they are still much faster than ordinary people rushing on the flat ground.

Day and night, four days later, they have crossed most of the mountainous areas and entered a world where perhaps tens of thousands of years have not been wisely lived.

Climbing up a mountain, the black dragon raised his eyes to the east, estimating the next itinerary.

In fact, this is not necessary. The silver wires and black giant hovering in the air can completely act as the eyes of the black dragon, and their vision is wider than his. However, the black dragon still hopes to see the world here for himself.

The rolling foothills extend to the distance of the horizon, and many peaks penetrate into the clouds, and the top of the mountain hides in the floating clouds.

"General, look!"

Hei Er crawled to his side, suddenly pointed to his left hand, and screamed in surprise.

This surprising tone of Heilong used to hear it often, but as his experience grew, few things can surprise Hei Er now.

Now that he heard this tone again, the Black Dragon quickly looked in the direction he pointed.

I saw a mountain range towering into the distance on the horizon, covering the entire view, blocking the entire world like a city wall.

“Plateau of Despair!”

Seeing this mountain range, a name popped up in the heart of the Black Dragon, one of the seven forbidden areas of life in the world, is the highest place in the world.

The temperature on the plateau of despair is extremely low and the air is thin, making it a world where life is extinct.

In short, the seven forbidden zones of life, the Black Dragon has been to four, Dark Swamp, Death Desert, Wailing Forest and Dragon Clan Cemetery.

Now he is going to the Dragon Island and may pass through the Sea of ​​Rest. In addition, Rodbins described the situation when he looked back at the forest, so he has a certain understanding of the seven major restricted areas, six of which are six of them.

There is only the Desperate Plateau that has no idea. Should I find an opportunity to go around in the future? This thought suddenly arose in the Black Dragon's mind.

If it were the little skeleton who had been struggling for survival before, he would never have had such a thought.

At that time, he had his greatest luxury to move freely on the battlefield.

Now he actually has the idea of ​​travel and adventure. Obviously, as his experience grows, the things he pursues in his heart are becoming more and more different.

But now is not the time. The black dragon turned around and continued to look ahead.

He once promised the prophet to go to the Dragon Island to obtain the resting stone and return to liberate the immortal dragons in the Dragon Clan’s cemetery in exchange for allegiance to the immortal dragons.

This is a huge temptation for the Black Dragon who constantly pursues power, but he is self-aware. With his strength at that time, it is very unwise to challenge the Golden Dragon Emperor who is entrenched on the Dragon Island.

However, now, his strength has increased greatly. With the continuous supply of steel from the Breaking Mercenary Group, he now has two thousand gold skeletons, six thousand ordinary skeletons, and two hundred high-level undead mages. The reincarnated undead mages are all dark mages with deep strength.

The top powerhouses under him are full of talents, and there are two magicians alone. With these strengths, he is fully capable of challenging the legendary Golden Dragon Emperor.

However, the most important thing is the soul-devouring he seized from Leo.

This soul weapon possessed by the king has very terrible power. Although the black dragon cannot make it recognize its master, it can exert about 70% of the power of the soul-devouring gun by relying on its affinity to mourn the soul. The terrifying destructive power is comparable to the legendary artifact or magic weapon.

With this amazingly powerful soul weapon, the Black Dragon truly has the confidence to challenge the Golden Dragon Emperor.

The silver wire hovered in the air. Svengol looked out in fear and didn't know that he was afraid of altitude sickness. As soon as he reached the altitude, he became weak and weak, and when he looked down, he felt dizzy.

As he walked over, he only dared to lie on the back of the silver wire. Now the silver wire finally hovered, and it was not as bumpy as it was when he flew, so he dared to raise his head and take a look.

He didn't dare to look directly down, as this would make him feel dizzy and he could only look at him from a distance, so that the contrast between the scenery would not make him panic.

The Hengduan Mountains are a desolate and primitive world, with steep mountains, rugged rocks, and extremely sparse vegetation. It is difficult to see a thicker tree along the way.

Svengol has long heard of this situation. The Hengduan Mountains are not a forbidden area for life. There are many dwarf tribes living in the deep mountains, so there are many records about it.

But when Svengol glanced, the little green in front of him stunned him.

Occasionally, some vegetation in the rugged mountainous areas is sparse, just like a few dark green spots adorning the brown land, which is inconspicuous.

But the little green in front of me was full of anger and extremely dazzling.

It's so strange that there is no reason for the Hengduan Mountains to have such an energetic world. The soil here is not suitable for the growth of plants. Only a few plants with strong adaptability can survive here.

Most of the dwarf tribes living here rely on a plant called ground potato as the main food. The yield of this plant is not high, so the dwarf tribes rely more on mining minerals and exchanging food with humans.

However, those with this condition are generally tribes on the edge of the Hengduan Mountains. Tribes located in deep mountains have a lack of food that greatly limits the size of the tribe.

If the Hengduan Mountains could have such an energetic world, there would definitely be no problem with growing food. The dwarf tribes would not need to rely on humans for a long time to supply food.

Something weird.

Svengol had such an idea in his mind, and turned to send a message to the Black Dragon to make him pay attention to the strange places in front of him.

The black dragon had seen that little green color, but his experience could not understand the abnormal meaning. When Svengol mentioned this, the black dragon tilted his head and thought about it, and his mind moved.

Since you are all ahead, you can take a look around and don’t waste much time.

It looks just a little green from a distance, but when you get closer, it turns out to be a dense forest covering several kilometers of mountainous areas. Various plants are tangled together, with shrubs, vines, wild grasses and flowers, all kinds of them. There are hundreds of famous and unknown plants just where you can see.

Although Svengol is not an elves or a botanist, he can also see the weirdness here at a glance.

There are so many varieties of plants living together in a short distance. Are the living habits of these plants completely similar?

Absolutely impossible!

Moreover, the plants here seem to have very strong vitality.

He was full of vitality, but there was no trace of the wind and frost of time. For example, he saw a familiar shrub, and the bark of the trunk was very smooth.

However, under the influence of seasonal temperature difference, the bark of this shrub usually cracks after several years of growth. Such smoothness is usually only found on the newly grown saplings, but the diameter of the shrub should be more than ten years old.

How could this happen? Svengol did not have professional knowledge in this area and dared not make a judgment easily. He could only be confused in his heart.

The black dragon frowned. He could not see the weirdness here, but could feel it.

He is an undead creature and is the most sensitive to death and vitality. The entire space is filled with an unusually strong breath of life.

However, although he felt it, he didn't understand why this situation happened. After observing for a while, he had no gains. Heilong decided to ignore it and continue on his way.

Svengol hesitated for a moment and said with a compliment: "Heilong, the environment here is pretty good. Let's take a break. After so many days of travel, I should be tired."

After being down to earth, he was not willing to stop the bumps and worry in the air again.

"I'm not tired." Heilong replied.

Svengol had known that he would answer like this, so he had to say helplessly: "I'm tired, let me take a rest."

Heilong looked back at him, saw his tired expression, paused and nodded, "Okay."

He has always been very tolerant of his companions.

Silver silk flapped his wings violently, flew up to the sky, and continued the alert mission.

With a long sigh, Svengol lay down on the grass with satisfaction, stretching his limbs hard.

The body of the undead creature is not tired, but he is really tired enough after staying on the back of the silver thread for so many days in a hurry.

After a while, he fell asleep in a daze.

A loud bang thunderous sound woke Svengol from his sleep. When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the figure of the black dragon that was smashed backwards.

Svengol's eyes almost fell off and he quickly looked at the thing that smashed the flying black dragon.

He knew very well the strength of the monster Black Dragon. Of course, it was not worth mentioning in terms of martial arts, but in terms of strength, the only one in the world who can knock the black dragon back head-on was the giant dragon.

The thing that smashed away the black dragon turned out to be a scattered hair, naked body, and only a piece of rag wrapped around her waist, a strong dwarf like a savage.

He held a sledgehammer with both hands tightly. The dwarf still maintained an attacking posture, and there were more than a dozen dwarfs with the same image behind him.

He was panting heavily, and his red eyes turned out to be a dwarf berserker!

What surprised Svengol even more was that the other party's red eyes had no sign of madness except anger, and they obviously remained sane.

"Rampage Warrior!"

Svengol was shocked. In front of him was a dwarf violent warrior of the same level as the former Thor leader Rektin!

When will the second violent warrior appear in the Dwarf Empire?

Svengol was confused and continued to look at his companion behind the violent warrior.

Although the strength of the violent warrior is comparable to that of the sword saint, these guys who rely solely on brute force are just in line with the Black Dragon's appetite and are not enough to threaten the current Black Dragon.

But seeing the dwarves behind clearly, Svengol completely changed his color, and his butt jumped up from the ground like a spring.

The dwarves behind all had red eyes, but they watched coldly, and had no intention of fighting at all.

The crazy but not crazy only shows that these dozen dwarves are all violent warriors.
To be continued...