Jiang Jinyue came here when a storm swept across the Seran Ancient Continent.
On the wasteland, amid the thunder and disaster that destroyed the sky and the sun, the giant dragon opened its eyes in her direction.
Those red-gold vertical pupils were shining brightly, reflecting her swirling clothes and confused face.
Under the thunder disaster, it was dying.
Jiang Jinyue thought that everything in front of her was just a dream filled with strange powers and chaos.
She decided to let the dream end as a hero.
Standing on the only tree in the wilderness, holding a broken umbrella to catch thunder and lightning, she smiled at the giant dragon's huge head.
Say, "I'm here to save you."
In the center of the storm, a man and a dragon looked at each other from a distance.
It wasn't until the electric current violently passed through her body that Jiang Jinyue understood:
This is not a dream for his father? ?
The black clouds behind him slowly dispersed, and the screams of monsters could be heard from deep in the earth.
The rain that has been falling for a hundred years in Serangu has stopped.
Myths and stories begin to circulate today.
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Jiang Jinyue was at a loss when she realized that she looked just like the goddess who did all evil and had a ruthless conscience.
What's even more confusing is that there is a god in this world?
The envoy looked down at her arrogantly, "You demolished the temple, dug out the earth's veins, and destroyed the demon spirits. Where do you want to go?"
Jiang Jinyue said that I am not me. I just look exactly the same as that goddess.
The envoy pondered for a moment, nodded, turned around and reported the matter to his superiors.
The next day, two pieces of horrific news spread across the mainland:
One,
Goddess Yilan is in a state of complete madness, please do not approach her.
Two,
The magic dragon was released from the underground palace, and Serangu was in danger.
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On the eve of the collapse of Serangu, Jiang Jinyue met the legendary Supreme God.
: Do you have the courage to sacrifice everything?
God asked softly.
Purpose: Be true to yourself
