Where did Sui Xiong go?
He himself was not very clear.
About a minute ago, he was trying his best to stabilize the situation, trying to use his body to prop up the underground adventure park "Dungeons and Dragons" that was about to collapse.
As a result, before the crumbling dome was stabilized, he felt a terrible murderous intent from the sky, as if it was going to destroy him, the entire underground maze, and the Void City on the ground.
"F * ck! Do you think I'm a sick cat if I don't show my power? "
Sui Xiong was furious. His body shone brightly, and he was about to attack with all his strength to show the enemy how powerful he was. But just as he was about to do it, he felt a strange power had locked onto him.
The power was cold and gloomy, full of an indescribable sense of evil, which made people's hair stand on end. But what worried Sui Xiong more was that he found this power to be ridiculously strong.
How strong was this power? Sui Xiong and his elder brother Yorgaardman had sparred before. Although both sides did not do their best, at least it was enough for him to understand the power of a "great Divine Power." But now, the evil power he felt was stronger than what his elder brother Yorgaardman had shown, and it was not as strong as the last time when the God of Light killed the Sun God. There was a difference in nature, and it even made people feel that they were not on the same level at all!
"How is this possible?!"
Sui Xiong exclaimed in his heart. For a moment, curiosity overwhelmed everything else, making him ignore everything else. He only left the doppelganger, which had been infused with a large amount of divine power, in the original place to serve as the pillar supporting the underground adventure playground. He temporarily created a doppelganger and transferred his consciousness to it, intending to meet the unknown and powerful existence.
This was undoubtedly unwise, and it could even be said to be crazy. If … even if he was only given one or two seconds to think, he would not make such an absolutely stupid choice.
But at that moment, in a flash, he had no time to think, and could only use the most basic instinct to subconsciously make a decision.
And at that moment, he did not know whether it was the artist's nature to seek death, or whether he was affected by the power, but curiosity won. It made him make an unimaginable choice.
Things really developed in a flash.
After a moment, Sui Xiong found himself in a deep and dark world. Judging from the spatial fluctuations around him that had yet to completely calm down, he should have traversed an extremely long distance in an instant. It was unknown just how far he had travelled.
Sui Xiong was too lazy to think about the problem of "thousands of miles away". He raised his spirits and paid attention to any clues around him with the greatest vigilance, not letting go of any clues.
Although he didn't know where he was, he was sure that it was very dangerous!
Sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, divine power scanning, magic scanning, soul sensing … He used all his abilities to detect the surrounding situation, even the sonar detection ability that he developed when he was bored living in the sea.
The darkness faded from his eyes, and his surroundings became clear again.
Then, he was stunned.
"F * ck! What the hell is this?! "
In an instant, he could not help but exclaim.
He couldn't be blamed for being surprised. The thing in front of him was just too strange!
It was a blurry mass of darkness, or rather, it was not actually darkness, but an indescribable chaos. Because none of his senses could determine its true color, he could only identify it as "black."
Sui Xiong did not find any signs of life from this mass of chaos, but his intuition clearly told him that this mass of chaos in front of him was the culprit that had called him, torn the space, and summoned him here.
There was no need for a reason, or rather, the incredible power in the chaos itself was evidence, and it was iron-clad evidence.
How could ordinary strength and ordinary power do such a thing?
Sui Xiong was so sure.
So he asked tentatively, "How should I address you, sir? May I ask why you invited me here? "
There was no reply.
Sui Xiong frowned, thought for a moment, and asked again. But this time, he did not use the common language that mortals on the Main Plane spoke, but the language with the longest history that he knew — the Dragon Language.
The Dragons were not the first intelligent race to appear in the world, but they were the race with the best cultural heritage and the most complete history among all the intelligent races.
Many of the other races had changed their language many times in their short history. For example, the Elves had the Immemorial Elven Language (or Golden Elven Language), the Ancient Elven Language (from the middle of the Elven Empire onwards, they generally changed to this language), and the Modern Elven Language. The humans had changed at least 15 main languages. The Orcs were the most exaggerated. In the past 3,000 years alone, they had changed their official language six times. The continuity and inheritance of their culture was a tragedy!
If it were not for the existence of immortal gods who regarded time as nothing, it would be impossible to find a reliable culture in a situation like the Orcs.
But the Dragons were different. From the first time this race established a civilization, they stubbornly preserved the traditional language. Although they would add some new words with the passage of time and social changes, they would never delete any old words.
This stubborn and inflexible approach caused the dragons' language to become more and more complicated with each addition, to the point that scholars of other races often had to spend an incredible amount of time and effort to learn this language that contained so much content that had already lost its meaning.
This was an extremely painful thing, especially when you knew that most of what you learned was useless. So much so that scholars of other races once said with grief and indignation, "We have to waste one-tenth of our lives, or even more, to learn things that are meaningless to non-immortal races. This is simply murder!"
But regardless of grief and indignation, or criticism, the Dragons still went their own way and insisted on the outdated and stupid practice, which was incomprehensible.
Anyway, for the Dragons, it was not a problem at all that it was difficult to learn, because every newborn Dragon could directly learn this language from the inheritance of their bloodline, so it was not troublesome at all …
Sui Xiong had also learned the Dragon Language — not the simplified version of the Dragon Language that the spellcasters learned, but the complete version of the Dragon Language that language and archaeologists specially learned.
Now, this kind of language came in handy.
Sui Xiong dared to bet his tentacles that unless this Chaos deliberately played dumb, it would not be indifferent to the complete version of the Dragon Language!
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