His blood clotted all over...
The book began to fight these waves of water, churning the waves to roll. But Cthulhu's rage was so terrifying that he nearly poured out the entire Pacific Ocean, and even Anna the Yellow Robe could not get the better of the huge waves, while the black ball could not unleash its power in the water, and its range was suppressed in layers, and in the end, it was surprisingly completely dissolved into nothingness by the water waves.
Valkyrie, too, began to be suspicious, and complied with Esme Crane's wishes, when they rowed to the stern of the boat, and had just turned their bearings, when they suddenly saw a large tail lapping the sea, which had just made the sound of the waves.
"You said, taken from meteorites, and deep-sea red gold, a crimson alloy created with extremely high temperatures."
The planks could no longer hold up, completely soaking in the seawater, and there was nothing even Valkyrie could do to change the physi
"Did you see that purple dragon by the side of the ship? You're right, she is indeed Anna. But not quite yet, she only has the memories of a dragon from ten thousand years ago now, none of her recent life has been restored yet. To put it bluntly, she is purely a dragon now, and it will take some time for her to evolve before she can regain her adulthood and her full memories at the same time."Esme Crane was utterly confused as Okeanos said, "Akali, the more you talk the more confused she gets, so let's start at the beginning. Mr. Dragon, do you think I should speak, or you should speak?""It was an unintentional collusion, an intimate collaboration between myself and the One in the Realm of Illusionary Dreams.Esme Crane was already showing signs of awakening, so she was chosen by the Mark of Illusionary Dreams, and then enlightened by me, so as to awaken completely, in order to fit perfectly with you, the newly arrived soul, creating a special being like you."
The purple dragon remained unresponsive, its dragon eyes locked on her."Well, don't stare at her, dragons are very sensitive and proud creatures, your gaze will offend her and watch out for her temper.""What?" Esme Crane didn't understand what she meant.Esme Crane, helpless, climbed up the ropes to the deck, inwardly bemoaning the fact that Anna was now so full of the need to escape that everyone on this ship was an enemy in her eyes, including herself.A moment later, she remembered something and carved another word next to the moon. It was a word Esme Crane knew, "dragon" in Lalaiye. After she had carved the word, she drew a cross over it."Esme Crane, I think you need to sort out your feelings. About you and Anna...""How did you catch a dragon?" She inquired, not without surprise.Thus, upon seeing the Red Pelican's presence, the Coast Guard lifted its guard and flagged down the Red Pelican's incoming ship. In a short time the
Louis Holmes leaned over Esme Crane, pondering these things, and Esme Crane stood motionless as if she were a stone statue, her gaze fixed on the purple dragon for an instant. At this scene, those who were not familiar with Esme Crane and Louis Holmes would have thought they were a couple.She was excited and headed out to that location herself. It was the bottom of a lake in the southeastern part of the western continent, and she doves in and dug out a slab of rock from a patch of silt with a bundle tied to it.Louis Holmes then asks, "What did you want to see me about?"Immediately afterwards, the Red Pelican sent almost all of its strongest laborers to transport a large plank of wood on a rolling log. On top of that plank, lay the Purple Dragon, who had been temporarily knocked out by Mr. Dragon's paralysis spell.When she realized this, she had a dream and met the master of the phantom dream realm, Nordens. He told her about the existence of parallel
She is so afraid and resentful of herself, so desperate to be free, that it is not right to let go of Esme Crane's desire to make Anna happy, and if she is unhappy with herself, then it is right to let go.And to the south of the Purple Dragon, there were several other fleets of black-armored warships that were approaching at a rapid pace. They were located closer than the speedboats coming from the rear, so much so that when their emerged from the sea fog, they startled the divinely wandering Purple Dragon.Unfortunately, the two deputy chiefs, because of their advanced age, are also more susceptible to contamination, despite their strong spirits. Otherwise, such a burden would not fall on the shoulders of the young.The leader was a black captain, and the other's face looked very composed, but there was also an inquisitiveness in his eyes that could not be concealed.But suddenly she understood that the woman in front of her was someone she had known be
When the Blackgunda fleet turned its course, Mr. Dragon conferred with the two deputy chiefs and sent a message to the headquarters on the Far East Island first, and then they followed quietly.She felt what she could currently do, after all this time of constantly gathering her mental energy, she had recovered about 20% of her mental state, and was finally able to do something with that mental energy.The visitor was none other than Alfred Lancaster Blake, or should they call him another skin in the game of Naiyarlathotep.The fire in front of him flickered and went out, and the purple dragon used the momentary light to see the person coming, none other than Mr. Dragon.Despite her previous fear and hostility towards Mr. Dragon, she now saw him as the most trustworthy savior."Aye! Return to the Cape of Respiration!" Black Gulda shouted.Violet Dragon realized that this was a rare moment to escape, and even though she realized that it could
She stepped across the muddy shoals, occasionally stepping on decaying shells and mollusk remains underfoot. When she reached the figure about ten meters away, she stopped dead in her tracks as she sensed that the figure had turned to face her, and not just this one figure, but countless others were crawling out of the rising tide that lapped at the shore in the distance, coming towards the shore.Originally an unearthly man of the Holy Church, he was disillusioned by the brutal factional struggle within the Church and eventually defected from the Church and was hunted by the Inquisition because of the death of his loved ones.The purple dragon lingered in the waters for a moment, probably debating whether to follow the group to shore. The shore was not exactly her familiar environment, she was the darling of water and lightning and would be bound by the power of the earth when she went ashore.As the fourth bolt of lightning streaked across the storm-drenched n
Everything seemed to follow the three prophetic words left by the old man.The royal family behind the scouts and the five robed mages seemed to be wary of something and did not dare to kill the knight family outright.He married and had children without incident, but his wife died tragically ill after giving birth to his first son. And when his son reached the age of 18 and reached adulthood, the Book of the Spirits of the Word, which had been subscribed to him, was transferred to his son. And when his son married and had children, he suffered a painful experience not unlike his.Once upon a time, there was an ancient family that lived on a desolate island. The ancestor of this family was a brave knight, who followed the Duke in his campaigns and won many battles. When the duke became emperor, he was rewarded for his service, and when it was his turn, the emperor gave him Blue Iceland as his fiefdom."You're burning up, are you hungry and do you want som
"I'm... I'm listening to your story, and I'm still awake." She replied.Valkyrie glanced at the pirate ship that was gradually burning to nothing but skeletons in the distance and slowly being swallowed by the sea, there were still plenty of burned pirates jumping overboard, they couldn't all be saved on board.To ward off the storm, Mr. Dragon and Okeanos erected a barrier around the perimeter of the speedboat, which the crew skillfully steered, bobbing and weaving over the pouring rain and raging seas.When Violet Dragon awoke, part of her memory did return, and she knew where she came from, and who she really was. The man at her bedside was her father, Jerome Gibson Mcknighten, and she was indeed named Anna Gibson Mcknighten, daughter of a noble family of the Mhadrrith Empire, only daughter of the seventh generation born after six generations of monogamy, the last descendant of the family, the whistleblower who foretold the end of the world."I ask you