A Man Like None Other Chapter 6998 Slaughter All
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- A powerful declaration echoes through the heavens.
- Ancient grievances are brought to light.
- A call for unity ignites a dormant power.
The dragon race, which was originally scattered, fighting on its own, with many conflicts between tribes and on the verge of extinction, had now completely united into an invincible and mighty current!
Countless dragon cultivators broke through the fog, out of dangerous places, and broke free from their bondage, rushing towards the secret realm where David was!
A thousand years of darkness has finally ended, the golden dragon has appeared, and all the dragons have returned to their ancestral home!
High in the sea of clouds, David held the Dragon Slayer Sword, with a golden dragon shadow coiling behind him, his gaze sweeping across the sky indifferently.
Under the vast sea of clouds, the twenty-four heavens were in complete chaos.
David’s dragon roar, which resounded throughout the sky, was like a spark thrown into a fierce flame, instantly igniting the anger of the dragon race that had been building up for thousands of years.
Within the vast and boundless expanse of mineral veins in the divine race mines, countless dragon workers toiled day after day, extracting divine ores. For thousands of years, whipping, torture, and starvation have been commonplace.
Originally, the dragons, who were forced to work day and night mining the sacred mines and endure endless whippings and slavery, had their bloodlines greatly stimulated by the Daoist aura of the golden dragon emanating from a distance.
The deep hidden power in his bloodline awakened, and a wave of hatred and anger invaded his mind.
Clang!
Clang!
The heavy and cold iron shackles binding the dragon broke in two due to the dragon’s overflowing power, the fragments scattered and hit the rocks in the mine tunnel, creating sparks.
“Our God is calling us!”
“Dragons would rather die standing than live on their knees!”
The dragon slaves, who had suffered so much, no longer showed numbness or cowardice in their eyes.
For thousands of years, their eyes had been numb and empty, but now the light of the dragon race had reignited. They grabbed pickaxes, broken animal bones, and fragments of divine ore, then charged recklessly toward the divine guards watching over the mine.
Blood splattered, roars and howls of dragons mixed, and wars erupted one after another in the sacred mines that stretched for thousands of miles.
The fighting inside the mine was deafening. The divine guardians, who used to be on high and could whip and enslave dragons at will, never expected that these obedient dragon creatures would rise up and put up fierce resistance.