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Early in the morning of Molten Light City, everyone gathered in the square.

The sun was rising, but no one cast even a glance towards its rays.

They all looked towards the center of the city with sharp eyes.

A slender dragon shadow was standing on the tallest building in the entire city.

As it spread the pair of wings on its back, its huge and sacred figure like an angel immediately enveloped half of the city.

"Hula——"

A circle of platinum flame lit up from its body, radiating outwards in a halo-like shape, gradually emitting a light blue light.

The bright but not dazzling light instantly swept across the entire city and spread to the other cities around Molten Light City.

When the citizens in the city saw this light, they all naturally spread out their arms and let their bodies bathe in the light as much as possible.

Gradually, vitality rose from every part of my body, and my brain seemed to be immersed in a comfortable cool breeze, becoming exceptionally clear.

After a minute of light bathing, everyone became energized, energetic, clear-headed, and ready to start a day's work.

What's more, some people with outstanding performance sometimes feel that things that were originally unfamiliar have suddenly become more familiar to them, as if new knowledge and experience have been instilled into them.

Everyone looked at the dragon shadow whose light was gradually fading, and after paying their respects with sincere reverence, they prepared to start working.

At this moment, a violent whistling sound suddenly swept across most of the Molten Light City.

Everyone looked up again, looking at the dragon shadow that flew out from the tall building and split the city sky in half.

The slender figure of the "White King" passed over the buildings, and pieces of pearly white scales larger than humans were clearly visible. The green mane on his back was like a raging fire, blowing the windmill blades to turn continuously.

When its huge shadow passed over the street, the people on the street seemed to be trapped in a strange darkness. Only the faint light emitted by the White King itself illuminated the dim road surface.

Everyone watched it leave.

"The king has left..."

"It looks like something big is about to happen..."

Whispers rose and fell, and people's eyes were full of confidence, confidence that their king would definitely return victorious!

——Flying on the road, feeling the unchanging sunlight falling on his back, You Huan looked down at the earth.

He contrasted the present desolate landscape with the location of the World Anchor Storage Warehouse he had read about in the Hive, searching for the hidden warehouse.

Neither Hope nor No. 2 can act at will, so the task of finding the world anchor point naturally falls on the shoulders of the "White King", the leader of the force.

Xiao Pu could of course go look for it, but as the "White King", searching openly is itself a gesture, which can not only deter potential enemies, but also lay the groundwork for various operations that may be carried out after obtaining the world anchor point.

Of course, the posture is the posture, and the search itself does not require him to spend too much attention to complete it.

So he shifted his main attention back to "No. 2".

After obtaining the rare defensive skill [Gray Body], he weighed the pros and cons for a moment and used one reinforcement point on the existing [Radiant Heat Surge].

[[Radiant Heat Surge] (+1) adds a radioactive field to the metal dragon's breath, which will emit high-energy rays while releasing high heat.

+1 Effect: Radiation effect also takes effect on the mental level. ]

A strengthening effect appears. With this effect, his dragon breath can achieve an all-round attack on the enemy.

Nuclear radiation on the spiritual level...Isn't it going to be even more painful?

He couldn't help but think of the cases he had seen before where humans had been severely exposed to nuclear radiation. They had been rotten from the inside out, from top to bottom, and it was really worse than death.

But now it is his enemies who are suffering a treatment worse than death, so it's nothing to worry about.

It is now the second day after No. 2 absorbed the mother ore and successfully got rid of the rare blood disease.

The garden's senior manager 03 thought he was under dual control, so after returning to the breeding garden, he still behaved more docilely than before.

This made 0011 more and more convinced that his superior had cast some kind of extraordinary spell on No. 2.

In his opinion, since griffins can breathe fire and roar, and dragons have dragon breath, it is not impossible for their superiors to have some unique skills.

All in all, things were getting better for him, and for the other keepers in the garden, too.

For them, the happiest thing in the world was that the dragon, the biggest thorn in the garden and also the most powerful and most feared dragon by everyone, had become docile.

But everyone's joy only lasted half a day.

At noon, the keepers and guards were having an after-meal chat, discussing where the White King had gone after leaving Molten Light City.

A few men who were responsible for supervising the operation of the garden during the employees' meal came stumbling over.

Their faces showed the horror of seeing something even more outrageous than the collapse of the garden.

This expression gave 0011 a bad feeling, because he felt that this expression was familiar.

The first words these people said confirmed their premonition:

"——Oh no, No. 2 escaped again!"

"How could it be?!" A keeper who was subconsciously unwilling to face reality was the first to question, "Since it escaped last time, all the loopholes in the garden have been patched up, and the monitoring intensity is five times greater than before. And it, it... Anyway, it can't escape!"

"It must have escaped!" However, the person who came to report was very sure of his thoughts, and his fear as if he had seen a ghost was beyond words.

"——Because another garden reported to us that it was attacked by No. 2!"

"Which garden?" 0011 asked.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Garden No. 3!"

When everyone heard this number, their eyes went dark.

Garden No. 3 is a garden dedicated to raising griffins, beasts of burden and other monsters that can be controlled by humans!

…

Just as the people in Wailuo Garden reported, You Huan was currently rampant in Garden No. 3.

"cracking--"

The griffins, the most commonly used creature drivers in the garden, screamed in panic, flapped their wings hard in the low sky, and fled in all directions.

Above them, there was a sudden sound like a storm. After the hurricane, a bright and beautiful figure appeared in the sky.

In the garden's artificial daylight, it looks almost like a work of art, with every inch meticulously crafted, like an ancient collection glimpsed through the crack of a closed museum door.

The next moment, a dazzling band of light appeared around it, and the shiny metallic luster shone on both itself and the light band.

But when this band of light rushes down like a waterfall, no griffon would find it beautiful.

You Huan concentrated on controlling the metal dragon breath, allowing it to block the path of each griffin as accurately as a snake.

The blazing light only needed to sweep across the griffin's head to burn its flesh and blood, leaving a neat cut.

He did not use [Radiative Heat Surge] too often because once the target was subjected to severe radiation, it would become something that even he would find difficult to eat.

This orderly killing soon ended, and all the thirty griffins that were being trained as reserve forces in the garden were killed by him.

Life in the lost city is subject to some subtle restrictions. Even with sufficient food and a perfect habitat, the mortality rate of organisms is still very high, as if they lack some important vitality from the moment they are born.

In comparison, plants are much easier to grow than animals.

This may be why, despite mastering amazing garden technology, the Gardens have never been able to create large-scale livestock farms.

——Of course, this is also related to the fact that the overall technology mastered by the garden is too backward.

Therefore, the thirty griffins have become a very important resource for Wailuo Garden.

A large number of guards, as well as keepers led by 0011, quickly arrived at the scene.

When everyone arrived at the griffin breeding area fully armed and ready for battle, they were greeted by a strong smell of burning.

On the ground, the griffin's huge body was crisscrossed with its head and body separated. There was no bleeding from the wounds, but smoke was coming out.

The strange smell and the scene made many keepers instinctively feel like vomiting.

And the Glazed Golden Dragon stood in the middle of this hellish scene, its bright and beautiful wings slightly spread out, reflecting light that made people dizzy. (End of this chapter)