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Chapter 7 The First Day of Su Zhou's Arrival (6800)(2/2)

"The victory of Dragon Ball War...the highest priority is. Fear of death is the condition to assist victory."

After blinking, the artificial human girl with white hair and red eyes looked a little confused, but soon, she repeated: "In order to ensure the success of the mission, I must protect my survival, and ensuring survival is equivalent to fear of death."

"That's right!"

Speaking of this, Professor Su Zhousu, an outstanding professor at Qinxing Academy and a national model of young teachers, showed a role model smile: "The first step to success in the task is to learn how to be afraid."

And just when Su Zhou instilled the correct view of artificial girls.

A few hours ago, when the Ora summoning ceremony was successful, the purple-purple spiritual light came to the world.

An invisible wave began to resonate between all dragon balls.

——Around Beidi Maia City, in an ordinary small hotel.

A wandering mage dressed in a rather shabby manner and wearing glasses, who was in a magic book, took out a golden ball from his arms in a daze.

The wandering mage was covered in black hair, and was tied into a mess in a mess, draped behind him.

"The last Dragon Ball holder who summoned the Dragon... finally appeared."

"The war... is about to begin."

Thinking of this, the wandering mage's expression was a hint of helplessness and fear, but also a hint of yearning.

But thinking too much is useless. She took a deep breath for a while, then slowly calmed down and started the books in her hand again.

The huge shadow of snake-headed hair appeared behind him.

——The wilderness, in a small house by the river.

A strong middle-aged man with short white hair was checking his tools—more than a dozen bottles of alchemy potions of various colors, a crossbow that could be tied to his hands, a crimson scimitar with a dim magical light, and a bunch of parts that had been disassembled.

It can be seen that this strong middle-aged man should be a bounty hunter, with a union badge on his chest. At this time, he seemed to sense something, but he was not affected by the resonance of the dragon ball, but began to assemble the pile of parts in front of him.

Soon, a large-caliber armor-breaking pistol full of gray and silver, engraved with gorgeous runes, was assembled. It was vaguely seen that an almost boiling evil spirit spread on the pistol that was enough to hunt giant beasts.

"Don't make a noise."

Suddenly, he spoke and walked towards the empty river outside the window: "Some of it is when you eat... before that, be patient."

Hearing the order, the huge giant snake's phantom revealed the crazy fierce light that belonged to the monster, but then it still unwilling to rise and fall in the river and then disappeared.

——The northern wilderness is upstream, unfreezing lake, and on a luxurious yacht.

The man with long golden hair and luxurious clothes looked at the dragon ball resonating in his hands with a reserved face, then shook his head and said, "The rebels have gathered. I originally thought that they might not be able to gather seven people. Unexpectedly, eight hundred years have passed, and there are still people peeking at the power of the dragon ball."

Beside him, rows of warriors wearing strong power armor remained silent, like standing statues, motionless.

"Well, I just happened to catch it in one go, as a gift I offer to my father."

The lake without freezing began to slowly roar, and huge vortexes began to take shape.

It was vaguely visible that a giant like a fish or a dragon was swimming in it.

——Maia’s main city, the ancestor’s Dragon Temple.

A young priest was meditating at this time, but an inexplicable sense interrupted his practice, making him sigh helplessly.

Leaving his practice room, he came to the secret room underground of the temple, took out the dragon ball from the hidden secret cabinet, and then called softly to call on the return of the dragon sleeping in the distant vault, and informed it that the war had begun.

——The sky above the clouds in the north.

The young man in the mountains who were enjoying the pleasure of flying, standing above the clouds and looking up at the sun was spreading his hands, as if he wanted to embrace the golden and warm source of all things and bathe in its brilliance, but soon, his face changed slightly.

And in the sky that seemed to be empty, a deep voice came: "Be careful, I sensed that the last dragon has arrived... If you want to survive, then you have to work hard."

"I understand." The young man who seemed to be the hunter nodded seriously. He held the long bow in his hand tightly, looked down at the quiver at his waist, and arrows made of bright feathers like light condensed, and then smiled confidently.

——Finally, the northern mountains, the deepest.

In the dark underground cave, the fluorescence of the magic crystal released a faint light, and under this light, a man who could not recognize his age was playing chess with a dragon man with two wings.

However, when the man was about to make a move, he raised his head in confusion and looked upwards. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the earth and rock formations and see outside the cave.

"Strange... Why does this breath look so similar to you?"

Hearing this, the dragon man with wings narrowed his eyes slightly. He sensed it for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "I thought it was your illusion, but it was really wonderful, and it was a bit similar - but, this is different from your plan, right?"

"It's true, but it doesn't matter." As he shrugged, the man fell a piece towards the chessboard, his expression was very confident, and he said calmly: "Everything is still what I expected."

Just when young people teach artificial girls what to "fear" and why they need "fear" in the jungle of the wilderness of the north.

All elements have arrived.

The ancient ritual that had been silent for nearly a thousand years was launched again.

Whether it is an enthusiastic ambitious person, an ordinary person involved, a conspirator with ulterior motives, or an unswerving madman.

All, all beings, are ready for the war that will come.

——If the war between ordinary people has always bet on the blood and life of both sides to compete for the interests of ordinary people.

Then, the bet for this war related to "ancestor" and "wishes" is a bigger future and destiny.
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