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Chapter 504

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"Let the resurrection ritual … begin again."

In the dark mine, the skeletal dragons once again gathered in the same formation as before. There were a total of twenty rooms on both sides of the tunnel, and in nineteen of them, five skeletal dragons were sitting on the ground. Their eyes were closed, and their mouths were chanting some unknown incantation.

Although one of the rooms was empty, it didn't seem to matter.

At the end of the passage, the Prophet's room was occupied by six skeletal dragons, including the Prophet and the Sea King. The room was relatively spacious, about ten meters in length and width. The four corners were planted with recording trees, and Lin's spy was also spying on their movements from a corner.

The Diviner used a wooden stick to draw a circle with a diameter of three meters on the ground. Then, he drew three smaller circles around the circle. Inside each of the smaller circles, there were some things placed inside.

The things inside were: ten Mao Yu corpses, a skeletal dragon head, and a leaf fragment.

In fact, the thing that caught Lin's attention the most was the leaf fragment. It should be a leaf fragment from some kind of giant plant. It was about five centimeters thick. Lin wondered how big it was. Also, where did these Skeletal Dragons get their hands on such a leaf?

The Sea King and the Prophet didn't say anything when they came here. It was as if they had a telepathic connection … Why did that sound so strange? In short, they didn't need to communicate to know what to do.

The Sea King, the Prophet, and the four skeletal dragons surrounded the red circle, which was drawn with blood … Mao Yu's blood.

Finally, the Prophet placed a split-brain crystal in the middle of the circle. Then they sat on the ground. He began to mutter incantations.

This time. They shouldn't be out of sync, right? But in fact, it was quite rare for so many creatures with different personalities to be able to synchronize their sounds. She wondered how long they had practiced.

The spy watched quietly. Lin was very suspicious. Just a few Mao Yu corpses, a head, a leaf, and a hundred and one skeletal dragons sitting on the ground and chanting a strange language. What were they trying to do?

"Creators … Communicate … We … Swear …"

Lin could understand some of the words spoken by the Prophet. It was mainly the ancient skeletal dragon language, and what it said was about the creators. However, after the first part of the speech, they began to speak purely with pronunciation, as if there was no meaning in it.

Every White Skeleton Dragon in this room was chanting the same thing. Their voices were completely synchronized, matching the White Skeleton Dragons in the other rooms' chanting "Gu Ga Ga Ga" … These strange sounds slowly echoed throughout the entire space.

They had been chanting for exactly 3212 seconds when the Prophet suddenly stood up and slammed the wooden stick in his hand into the ground, shouting at the same time, "The Creator shall be revived!"

"Boom …"

The moment the wooden stick hit the ground, a tremor instantly reverberated throughout the entire mine. Although the shock wasn't great, Lin could clearly feel it.

Could it be … Was this ritual really effective? Could it really revive something?

"We did it!" The moment the Prophet felt the tremors, he immediately cheered and said, "Ah ah ah ah ah! I've been waiting for this moment! "

Not only him, but the other White Skeleton Dragons in the other rooms also began to cheer together. Excitement and emotions suddenly filled the entire space. Lin's spies could even 'smell' the large amounts of substances emitted from their brains due to the excitement.

However, in the midst of this excitement, there was one emotion that was not excited, even a little sad … That was the Sea King.

The Sea King sat on the ground silently. Unlike the other excited White Skeleton Dragons, there was even a little … fear in his eyes.

"Are you not happy? You will be inspired by the Creator! The Creator will descend! "The Prophet looked at the Sea King and said," And you will be the first one to be inspired! "

First one? Lin felt that this statement was very strange. Didn't they all get inspired?

"I'm worried …" The Sea King said, "I'm actually not inspired, I'm inspired …"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The Prophet did not seem to understand the Sea King's words. He continued, "In short, we did it. The Creator has been completely revived! Our success will be remembered by the entire city, no, by the entire world! "

Although he said that, Lin still had not seen the Creator. Where could it be?



"My success will be remembered by the entire city!" At the same time, in the castle on the mountain, there was a wonderfully decorated room. The surrounding walls were painted with intricate murals, and there were many exquisite statues carved from white stone below.

And in this room stood two White Skeleton Dragons … The Mountain King and Jing Kuang.

"You're done for, King. It's time for you to give up your position!" Jing Kuang looked at the King in front of him and said, "You don't deserve to rule this city. You're a fool abandoned by the Creator. I'm the one who succeeded."

"What … nonsense are you talking about!" The King heard Jing Kuang's words and was furious. He rushed up, but Jing Kuang only lightly hit him in the abdomen. He screamed and fell to the ground.

"How ugly. You only know how to do things your own way. That's why you ended up like this." Jing Kuang looked at the Mountain King who was lying on the ground and clutching his abdomen. "You only think about your own things. No dragon in this city will support you."

"Ga … Guards! Catch it and get it out of here! Guards! "

The King shouted at the door. A large number of guards gathered in front of the door, but they just stood in front of the door. None of the guards walked in …

"What the hell are you sitting there for? Take him out, ga! "

No matter how loudly the King shouted, they didn't move. Until the King's shouting seemed to pull at his wounds that hadn't fully healed, and he fell to the ground and cried out in pain.

"Stop yelling. Look at yourself. They already know who the real king is! I will gain the recognition of the whole city at this moment! "

Jing Kuang walked to the door and saw that there were not only guards gathered outside, but also a large number of White Skeleton Dragons. Among them, there were not only the "nobles" who could only live in the castle, but also the ordinary White Skeleton Dragons in the city. They had all received special permission to gather at the highest point of the castle, and they had only one purpose …

"Listen, my citizens!" Jing Kuang stood at the higher entrance and looked down at all the white figures here. He said loudly, "This King is done for! His behavior has long been known to all the dragons! He has never cared about proper business, construction, distribution, governance, no matter what it is, he doesn't care about anything. He only cares about his own fun! "

"His behavior has angered his creator! Previously, he led five thousand troops to the creator's land, but was rejected by the creator. He was chased out of the land that belonged to the creator! The troops he led, under his incompetent command, were attacked by monsters on the way back, resulting in heavy casualties! "

The moment Jing Kuang said this, the White Skeleton Dragons below began to clamor.

"And I, am the dragon recognized by the creator! Bring that over! "

Under Jing Kuang's command, a few White Skeleton Dragon guards carried something covered with dinosaur skin and slowly walked over. They placed this thing in front of Jing Kuang, then lifted the skin. A brilliant light instantly shone in the eyes of all the dragons!

The huge crystal reflected the light of the sun and emitted a golden light in front of Jing Kuang. Many of the White Skeleton Dragons present were seeing this crystal for the first time. They were immediately shocked by the light and could not say anything …

"It was I who set foot on the creator's land. It was I who received the creator's recognition!"

"When that King fell to the ground and groaned because he was weak, it was I who protected the Wood Spirit from being contaminated by monsters!"

"We are going to a new land, to return to the creator's land. What we need is not this incompetent King, but a strong one who can truly lead you! A dragon recognized by the creator! "

Jing Kuang took a step forward and stood on the crystal. The sunlight reflected by the crystal shone on Jing Kuang's body. This caused the white scales all over his body to change color and shine with a golden light. Together with his words, all the White Skeleton Dragons present could not help but feel a sense of 'worship' for Jing Kuang.

Except for the King of the Mountain.

"You … Caw!" The Mountain King's injuries seemed to be slightly better. He stood up forcefully and walked to Jing Kuang's side. "Even if I die, my descendants will inherit my throne. It can't be you! Only the Prophet can question the position of King! "

"Is that so?" Jing Kuang was unmoved. "Bring him here!"

Then, two guards brought an old White Skeleton Dragon. It was the Prophet who lived in the castle. When it saw Jing Kuang, it showed an extremely fearful expression, but soon calmed down.

Jing Kuang looked at the old White Skeleton Dragon and said, "Tell me, Prophet. Is this King no longer useful, and am I qualified to replace him?"

"Caw … You …" The old White Skeleton Dragon seemed to be very hesitant. Seeing this, Jing Kuang walked over to it and said softly, "Don't you miss your child?"

"Caw!" The old White Skeleton Dragon immediately said, "Yes! Jing Kuang, he is a dragon chosen by the creator. Jing Kuang is qualified to replace the current King and become the new King! "

Although its voice was not loud, the surrounding White Skeleton Dragons still heard it. However, they did not hear the anger and fear in these words. After a few seconds of silence, they suddenly burst into a burst of cheers!

Although there were some nobles among them who knew Jing Kuang's character, they were too few in number, and now they did not dare to make a sound … Nonsense.

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