Holding the unconscious Brahma in one hand, the dragon quickly flew across the icy snowfield, which was the roof of the world.
In the distant old centuries, when the word country still existed, this place was called the Himalayas and belonged to an ancient civilization called China.
The quicksands of time have buried too much of the distant past, and now this place is called the Pinnacle Mountains.
They walked back all the way in a hurry without even a moment's rest, which was too much for even the strong bodies of the Six Killers.
There was no words all the way, and Long's stern expression dispelled all the doubts of the Six Killers.
Until he returned to the Peak Mountains, he was not even half thawed.
The vaguely patrolling guards proved that they had finally returned home.
On this peak snowfield, they were the masters of all things.
No one could pass through the tight guards of the peak mountains, no one.
As they got closer, the Six Killers finally saw the huge city gate under the white snow again.
No matter how many missions they performed, whenever they returned after a successful mission, they would always admire this miracle-like creation.
The alloy gate is tens of meters high, and you can't see the end at a glance.
Due to the severe cold and wind and frost all year round, the surface of the city gate is covered with a thick layer of dark blue ice and snow.
The thick layer of ice makes the already heavy gate look even more towering. , when the door opens gently, the ground shakes every time.
The city gate is located halfway up the highest peak of the mountains, which is called the top of the mountains.
This terrifying height alone is enough to block most intruding creatures.
Outside the city gate, heavily armed guards wore heavy combat uniforms, only showing a pair of cold eyes.
Level 7, this is the lowest level for this group of guards.
A powerful being who can dominate a party in the mortal world, here he is just a guard.
The heavy door made a rumbling sound, like a slit slightly opened by eyes that have been in a dream for a long time.
Compared to the main body, the gap was almost non-existent, and it was enough to allow Xialong and his party to enter.
Behind the city gate is a completely hollowed-out mountain, with passages that were not carefully excavated but appear rough and heavy.
Climb the stairs all the way up.
Painted murals are carved on both sides of the passage, including peaceful countryside, civilized cities where technology gathers, and ugly and terrifying dark Zerg.
The ruins of nuclear explosions with broken walls, these murals bear witness to the history of the rise and fall of mankind, as well as the magnificent epic of the establishment of the Summit Council.
At the final port of the passage, a huge painted mural occupies the entire field of vision in front.
The face of the dark shadow could not be seen clearly, and a pair of blood-stained pupils were faintly opened.
Under his feet were the mutilated corpses of living beings.
The tops of the peaks stand out against the snowy background.
The parliament presidents are fighting in every corner of the mural.
There are dead and withering lives everywhere, including Zerg, humans, and even peak life.
Under the curtain of the huge mural, a pair of even bigger ones.
Bloody pupils watched all this happening coldly, no one knew what it was.
The only thing engraved on it is its huge terrifying claws that have taken up one-fifth of the entire mural, sending out a devastating blow.
This is not a historical fact that happened in the past.
On the contrary, it is an unknown that every warrior loyal to the Peak Council must understand.
This is what will happen in the future.
It is a prophecy, a prophecy carved by the hands of Lin, the greatest oracle of mankind.
And that dark shadow whose face is unclear is the native species that was prophesied to destroy the Peak Council.
The even bigger terrifying claw is said to be an evil spirit released under his control.
Arrive, when the last step leaves the soles of their feet.
The guards lined up in the passage immediately closed the door.
The real Peak Parliament is right in front of you.
It is not a majestic mountain castle, nor a gleaming war city, but more like a peaceful pastoral village, without arguments or tension.
You can even see creatures running around.
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Noisy children.
This place is far away from the cruel wilderness and even more far away from the mundane battles.
With a knowing smile, every time they return to their "home", the Six Killers will always feel a touch of warmth and relaxation.
Perhaps they have experienced too many cruel pasts, so they appreciate this hard-won warmth.
Feel precious.
The streets are clean and dust-free, and children learning to talk are rolling and playing randomly.
You don't have to worry about their safety at all, because there is never any danger here.
"The Chairman of the Seventh Council is back, and the Six Killers are back too," the cheers were loud and sincere, and the housewife who was cleaning her house poked her head out of the stone window and shouted.
In response to her call, more residents poked their heads out of the stone houses.
"grown ups."
"grown ups"
They shouted happily, ran out of the house and walked to the door, bowing slightly to show their sincere respect.
Respect the founder of order in this peaceful land, and revere the creatures who protect the people in this paradise.
With a slight greeting, Long could clearly see the sincere emotions of the residents who greeted him through the bright lights of the road.
With such affection, even his stern expression could not help but relax.
He gently raised his forehead and looked at the people who greeted him.
Residents thanked them in return.
The spacious Central Street has no end at a glance, and this is just a street on the top of the mountains.
Inside this huge hollowed-out mountain, there are countless intricate and intricate paths.
After walking for a full quarter of an hour, the group finally arrived at the end of Central Street and continued to climb the steps.
It was another gate dug into the mountain.
The Lightless Hall is the meeting place of the Summit Council.
"Sir."
The guards on both sides bowed their heads respectfully.
With a slight forehead tilt, Long pushed open the door in front of him.
Darkness, darkness that can swallow everything, the most complete lack of light.
"You're back."
A steady and old voice echoed leisurely throughout the hall as the door closed.
"Lord Council Leader."
The Six Killers immediately knelt down on one knee.
"Get up, you have worked hard this time."
"Thank you, sir."
"Dragon, is what you are holding in your hand the native species predicted in the prophecy?"
The old voice sounded again.
"I don't know.
If you say yes, then yes."
Liu Shashen, who stood aside, lowered his head and said nothing, because everyone could tell that there was something inexplicable in Long's tone.
Although he didn't know what it meant, it was definitely not respect.
"You are still like this.
Even if you witness the ability of the native species with your own eyes, you are unwilling to believe in the authenticity of the prophecy.
It seems that my decision to let you capture the native species personally does not seem to have much effect."
"His abilities are indeed a bit tricky, but Jessore, I've said it countless times, the future of mankind can never be pinned on just one person."
"You don't believe the oracle's predictions either.
Don't forget who saved your life back then."
"Just because I owe her something doesn't mean I have to agree with everything about her."
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"Okay."
He sighed leisurely.
Jessore no longer planned to dwell on this topic.
After so many years, Long's persistence has not changed.
"Well, I can feel that the strength of the six kills has declined somewhat, and each of them is injured."
"I'm sorry, sir, we have let you down."
Hearing this, Liu Sha immediately admitted his mistake.
"So if I'm not wrong, it was you who knocked him out personally."
"yes."
"So his strength has become so strong that you need to do it yourself to bring him back."
Jessor's tone was full of solemnity.
"It's not that I didn't lose in six kills, it's just that I chose to take action early."
"Oh, you will take action in advance."
Jessol was slightly surprised.
He knew the pride of the dragon very well.
With his personality, he would never despise bullying the minority, even if the opponent was a native species of great importance.
"Because I feel a breath, a breath that none of us want to come into contact with."
There was obvious heaviness in Long's voice.
"Could it be?"
Jessol breathed slightly.
"Lo."
"Lo" After repeating the name from the dragon's mouth, Jessor fell into silence for a moment.
At this moment, Liu Sha, who was standing aside and did not dare to breathe lightly, when he heard the name from Zi Long's mouth, his heart was filled with horror.
Only then did they know why the dragon chose to take action at that time, and why he hurried back with a stern face.
It's all because of the name.
Luo.
A taboo shared by all peak beings, an unspeakable shame.
But why does he appear there: