About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

Because to be honest, his goal was achieved, to ruin the place. The person who was going to carry out the plan was dead, so it might be right to say that his mission was accomplished.

He didn't care about the lives of the people here, so the reward was fine.

But...

Sure enough, if you want to be with the brave, you still have to act a little more decent.

Moreover, he was really curious about what Carloganar wanted to do.

"Okay, let's go and see," Liu Ji said, and his figure flashed, and he took off again and rushed towards the place where the dragon was.

Anwada followed closely after seeing this.

However, the two had just flown out not far when a strange door suddenly opened in front of them. Liu Ji frowned and stopped immediately.

Anwada did not stop when he saw this, but flashed all the way to the center of the city.

About two seconds later, Carloganar walked out from inside.

"Hey, we meet again," Carloganar waved at Liu Ji, "How have you been these days?"

"I don't have time to waste with you," Liu Ji said coldly, "Tell me, what are you doing?"

"Ah... this," Carloganar touched his chin, "I can tell you a story..."

"You are stalling for time," Liu Ji frowned, "Okay, if you don't tell me, I'll go and see it myself."

As he said that, Liu Ji was about to rush past Carloganar to the center of the city.

"Don't you also want to defeat the tyrant?" Carloganar turned his head and shouted loudly.

Liu Ji paused, turned his eyes to look at him, frowned and said, "Yes, so?"

"Then you have no reason to stop me," Carloganar said in a deep voice, "What I am doing is to create something that can defeat him."

"Relying on the lives of a city and a king knight?" Liu Ji frowned.

"I thought you were not someone who would care about these things," Carloganar shrugged.

"I don't care, but I don't think you can succeed," Liu Ji sneered, "You underestimate the tyrant."

"Oh, is that so?" Carlo Ganar sneered twice, "Then let me finish all this, and we'll see..."

"No need, even if you finish it, it's just a pile of garbage," Liu Ji said, "After all, your creation has never even touched the threshold of that realm, a pile of garbage, and you need someone to help you clean it up. I hope you don't make trouble for no reason, otherwise, I will twist your head off. Don't forget that the last time the tyrant found me, you also contributed to it."

After that, Liu Ji spread his wings and rushed towards the center of the city.

Looking at Liu Ji's back, Carlo Ganar sneered.

"Ridiculous..." He murmured, "Brave man... Haha, a group of brave but foolish people always think they are the savior, which is ridiculous."

"Then, go and try it. In front of this eternal wisdom, you will find that you are worthless," he whispered, raising the staff in his hand high.

With a sharp tearing sound, the giant door in the air opened little by little, and the giant dragon that covered the sky and the sun was slowly leaning out of it.

232. Saving the world is fine, but being a yellow bird is not bad

The dragon roared, and the breath from ancient times swept half of the city.

People cried and ran, trying madly to escape from the terrifying breath.

But the speed at which the breath spread was not something they could escape with their slow steps. Countless people watched the gray-white flames wrap themselves up.

But when they were passed by the flames, they suddenly found that they did not seem to be dead, but everything in front of them faded and turned into a gray-white void.

People tried to touch each other, but their hands crossed each other, as if they were not in the same time and space at all.

People tried to speak, but they could not hear each other's voices at all. They wanted to step out, but they found that they could not step on the ground at all.

Everything seemed to be isolated at this moment, turning into gray-white phantoms, unable to touch each other, unable to hear anything, and unable to make any sound. Except for vision, all perceptions seemed to be offline, turning into a group of wandering ghosts.

"Damn, what is this..." Liu Ji hovered in the air, frowning.

"Magic afterimage," Anwada appeared beside Liu Ji, "People and objects destroyed by this flame will leave some kind of magic afterimage in different time and space, which contains all the magic and energy before them. In short, that guy is purifying this area..."

"Does that mean they are dead?" Liu Ji asked.

"Obviously, tsk, damn it, we have to kill that dragon," Anwada frowned, "but I'm worried that if the Seventh King Knight is released, something will go wrong..."

"Then you go find him," Liu Ji said in a deep voice, "I'll deal with the dragon."

"That's fine, but," Anwada hesitated, "You may not be able to touch that thing with conventional means, it's a pure magic body..."

"It's okay, I have a way," Liu Ji said, "Just don't let the Seventh King Knight be released."

"Okay, contact me anytime if you have any questions," Anwada said, pointing to the four-pointed star on his collar.

Liu Ji nodded.

Anwada turned around and rushed straight to the ground.

Liu Ji raised his head and looked at the dragon on the zenith.

"Well, let's try it anyway..." Liu Ji spread his wings, waved them fiercely, and rushed towards the dragon head-on.

At this moment, the dragon seemed to have discovered Liu Ji, opened its mouth, and blew a breath towards Liu Ji.

In an instant, Liu Ji's body exploded and turned into a ring of sand, avoiding the dragon's breath.

However, he did not dodge all of his body, but deliberately left a small part in the middle to face the dragon's breath.

This is an experiment.

If you want to know the power of this thing, there is no more direct way than to be hit by it directly.

The result is similar to what Liu Ji expected. The desert incarnation does have a very high resistance to things like fire breath, but this dragon's flame has a special nature and a very high temperature. The sand can resist for a while, but if it is continuously burned, it will still melt.

"I can handle it..." Liu Ji thought to himself, his body condensed on the other side, and then rushed towards the dragon at the fastest speed.

With his wings spinning, Liu Ji kicked the dragon's side face in the air.

The dragon didn't dodge, but slapped Liu Ji with its claws.

The two crossed, and Liu Ji's kick didn't touch the dragon at all. Instead, he was slapped into loose sand by the exploding magic flow, and then was spit out by a breath of dragon.

Liu Ji hurriedly dodged, gathered his body, dodged several times, and kept accelerating to avoid the approaching dragon breath behind him.

To be honest, it's a bit outrageous.

He couldn't kick the dragon with one kick, but the dragon could slap him to pieces with one slap. No wonder Carloganar was so arrogant. This dragon is indeed top-level, at least for most warriors, it can achieve perfect restraint. Its size and range of attack methods are terrifying. If it is released on the battlefield, its destructive power is enough to destroy millions of troops.

However, it is definitely not enough to deal with the tyrant.

"So he wants to control the Seventh King Knight? And sacrifice the entire city together?" Liu Ji thought to himself.

The purpose of everything, is it to make the dragon's form further?

Liu Ji looked at Carlo Ganar floating in the air in the distance.

That was the projection of the other party's main body. This group of people has always been like this, not liking to show their true bodies.

At least now it seems that the other party seems very calm, and obviously does not take him and Anwada seriously.

In fact, they are indeed at a disadvantage. As mentioned before, the home court arranged by the Great Mystic Master in advance is more dangerous than any other place. You never know how many tricks and traps they have prepared for you. Even now, Liu Ji is not sure whether it will change the situation even if he finds a way to smash this dragon.

Looking at the entire city from a distance, the flames of the dragon's breath have swept most of the city. At this point, the city can be said to be finished.

If his original goal was to save the residents here, then this goal can be declared a failure.

It is also ironic that the tyrant's troops have not yet come here, but the secret sanctuary that claims to be the savior of the world has destroyed this place.

But there is nothing strange about it. Anyway, it is not the first time they have done this.

As for Lim's prophecy, they used the future of people who had died from the plants of disaster...

Haha, it's hard to say whether they contributed to the infection itself.

At the very least, they certainly let it go.

This is in line with their mode of action. Anyway, they never care about disaster relief. It's a gift to take action, and it's natural not to take action. They deliberately don't take action and wait until the damned die before making use of the waste. It's in line with their logic.

Liu Ji turned around and attacked the dragon again, but was slapped apart again.

Liu Ji was not in a hurry. After being slapped apart, he gathered again and continued the next attack.

One man and one dragon went back and forth, and seemed to be deadlocked together, as if neither could beat the other.

Liu Ji was not in a hurry here, but Anwada was very anxious there.

Now Liu Ji was being beaten unilaterally in the sky. From his perspective, Liu Ji seemed to be deliberately buying time for him in the sky in order to prevent the Seventh King Cavalry from making a mistake.

He was now anxious to find the location of the Seventh King Rider immediately, confirm his condition quickly, and then find a way to go back to help Liu Ji.

But the more anxious he was, the more confused he became.

It was not easy to find the location of the Seventh King Rider. He had to sense the flow of energy around him, combine it with the direction of the streets and magic power, and finally rely on the perception of the unique breath of the King Rider...

Originally, Anwada thought that as long as he followed this line of thought, he could quickly find the location of the Seventh King Rider.

But... after all, this was the home court prepared in advance by the Great Mystic.

After a series of processes, Anwada felt that there were dozens of targets scattered in the city.

This was obviously impossible.

Either there was only one real one among these dozens.

Or these dozens were all fake, and the real ones were hidden by the other party using some kind of concealment.

For a while, he had no clue, so Anwada could only search for the target nearby according to his perception, but after several consecutive failures, he became more and more anxious, and he couldn't help but start to suspect the possibility that these dozens of targets were all smoke bombs, and tried to summarize the information to search for new possibilities.

But in such a short time, with his arcane attainments completely incomparable to his opponent, the uncertainty of his thinking made Anwada unable to move forward, and even slowed down the speed of destroying the fake targets.

Even while running, Anwada found that several new targets appeared in his perception. He didn't remember the specific targets before, and for a while he couldn't even tell which smoke bombs were extra.

Looking at the floating phantom of Carloganar, Anwada gnashed his teeth.

This feeling of being unable to use one's strength is really fucking awful.

This is also the reason why the heroes never like to have a direct conflict with the people of the Secret Sanctuary. Fighting with this group of people is completely different from fighting against any strong man or army. It is more like facing a complex puzzle and a maze that has been prepared long ago.

Looking at the embarrassed appearance of the two "heroes", Carloganar's mouth corners slightly raised.

Everything is as he expected.

No, it should be said that he has won this battle from the beginning.

The appearance of Liu Ji and Anwada is indeed an accident, but the measures he prepared are enough to deal with all situations except the arrival of the tyrant himself.

Even if the tyrant himself comes, he can still get away unscathed.

As for now, thanks to the advance preparations of the radical idiots, his preparations for completing the ritual are all complete.

"Then, witness the new era," Kaloganar spread his hands, and a magnificent and high magic began to chant from his mouth.

The earth began to shake, and the vast light from the ancient times burst out from the ground, forming a huge magic circle on the ground of the entire city.

In the center of the magic circle, a dark cube emerged out of thin air. In the cube, a figure floated motionlessly in the air. He seemed to be enduring great pain, holding his long knife tightly in his hand, and his whole body was shaking.

But he couldn't move.

Even a finger couldn't move a centimeter.

He rose slowly, and the gray-white people on the ground had horrified faces, screaming silently, and were sucked into the dark cube. Even the shadow of the burned city turned into nothingness and rushed to the dark cube.

In the gray-white chaos, a strand of bright red lines continued to grow, just like blood vessels covering the surface of the dark cube. Then, the gray-white energy slowly grew outside the blood-like red lines like flesh and blood, expanding and beating.

Anwada stopped.

After seeing that thing rise, he knew that it was too late to stop the other party.

But the problem was, what should they do next.

He looked at Liu Ji and suddenly found that Liu Ji was slowly floating in the air and quietly watching everything in front of him.

It seemed that he was quietly waiting for something.

"Hello? You... uh, I mean, what should we do now?" Anwada sent a message to Liu Ji through the four-pointed star.

"Wait," Liu Ji responded, "It's not time yet."

"Wait?" Anwada frowned slightly.

Wait for what?

Is it to wait for the people of the Secret Sanctuary to complete their spells?