In the area north of the Essien mountains, the cold wind locally known as Suen is blowing gently from the vast white plain. The snow has melted. The endless vast field is like an endless sea. The undulating low hills are the waves on the sea. The monster covered with black scales is standing on the peak of the waves and overlooking the shining horizon in the south of the plain.


    The sword in his hand was deep black, but it was shining like a flame. The lattice of the sword was embedded with a beautiful heart of melting fire, and the power flowed with the ridge of the sword.


    "It''s over."


    Caesar watched the flying dragons and orcs rush into the northern border of Essien, and the goblin''s armored forces rumble to the near end. He knew that the overall situation had been decided. No matter how anxious the battle over the metal dragon and the five-color dragon was, Monet''s army on the front battlefield had been defeated.


    In the following time, these guys will face a period of continuous pursuit until they retreat to the hinterland of EBO Kingdom and regroup.


    "It''s really strong enough to be inexplicable." azrils thought, feeling the surging power in the black dragon''s body.


    He once fought with the black dragon to the death and knew that Caesar tangrian was a difficult opponent, but at that time, the emperor of the inflammatory prison''s understanding of the black dragon was just a "difficult guy", and the gap was not revealed until the comparison. When they faced the big snake Hydra side by side, azrils clearly knew how strong this "temporary companion" was.


    The superposed power of the two demigods is not as simple as one plus one. They work together to hunt the nine headed snake at the peak of the legend, which is as simple and casual as cutting a reptile.


    When azrils was watching Caesar, Caesar was also staring at him. The black dragon was not surprised by the strength of the pit lord, because he had already made a relatively accurate prediction. He was re examining whether the conditions for sharing divine fire were correct. It was said that the powerful Pit Lord could virtual gods and even threaten gods. Was azrils also planning to do so?


    "It''s boring."


    The inflammatory prison monarch said lazily, "if it can''t find any other strong power except Monet himself, there''s really no suspense about this war."


    "Monet alone is not what you and I can deal with."


    Caesar said that he was well-known. Even if he was the emperor of the north and did not expand for no reason, Monet fought with the Dragon Queen. Although it was only a God in the form of the material world, it was much better than Caesar and azrils.


    Even if Monet, 7000 years later, is unlikely to have the power at that time, the battle is still difficult.


    "What are you going to do next?" azrils asked tentatively.


    "Go back." Caesar turned around with the burning prison monarch.


    "It''s not a good habit to be quiet. Aren''t you going to say more?"


    "Monet can hide in the half plane and never come out, but it is a monster. It is more full of pure desire for destruction than you. It can''t see its army being attacked and swallowed all the time. If it goes on like this, it will jump out sooner or later."


    Caesar pondered, thought and added, "maybe it has jumped out. Alex, an ancestral blue dragon, suddenly disappeared some time ago and didn''t even send a distress signal. I can''t think of several creatures in Aladia that have such ability."


    His voice had just fallen. A huge earthquake suddenly occurred in the northern border of Essien. The explosion sound connected into a ring spread upward from the ground. There were huge cracks in the earth''s crust. The vast field became uneven like a crumpled paper. A fire light rose not far away, and countless fragments of the earth''s crust sprinkled into the dark sky.


    "Congratulations on the unbiased assessment," azrils said with a low smile. "I smell it."


    "Earlier than I thought." Caesar frowned, and they could sense a strong energy response. "It seems that the seven thousand years of imprisonment really made Monet crazy, and even a little loss can''t bear - it can''t wait."


    "I don''t think so," azrils said. "In my opinion, it is not afraid of this so-called alliance, nor does it care about the life and death of these derivatives; the reason why this guy hides and uses derivatives and troops to launch attacks is just to test your strength. When it understands the truth and falsehood, it will no longer have any concerns."


    As the Demon Lord with the same desire to destroy, azrils had a better understanding of Monet''s state of mind. Caesar thought about it and nodded to agree with it.


    "All right."


    Azrils urged: "we have to step back. After all, it''s the first time and give it a chance to make a gorgeous appearance."


    This is the condition that the abyss Lord negotiated with Caesar at the beginning. No matter whether they are sure of winning the war or not, they must not start with Monet at the first time, or at least wait until after the platinum Dragon God and the mother of the evil dragon.


    The border fortress of Essien, which had been abandoned by Monet''s army, began to burn. The stones fell one by one and broke into pieces on the ground. The cracks in the wall emitted hot and poisonous gas. The red steel structure bent and melted. All kinds of sounds gathered into the dying cry of this riddled land, and all kinds of light flew aimlessly, just like that Aladia was about to restart.


    The continuous flame rises, the lightning dances and sings around, and there are steam, flame and lightning everywhere. The heavy snow falls layer by layer, and the earth''s crust seems to be opened. All kinds of gases such as highly toxic, slow and petrochemical are released from it. The space is also filled with the threat of disordered mind.


    The explosion wave after wave, hot wind and dust even directly rushed to Caesar''s face. Dozens of hundreds of meters long pillars of fire were sprayed from time to time in the earth''s crust, and the sky was blood red. Under the blood like sky curtain, the space gradually cracked, and the huge monster stretched out its claws. The first half of the claw was covered with iron scales, and the second half was a variety of Rune veins.


    Red, gold and blue, Monet poked out three heads from the half plane. It was as huge as a mountain. He looked around coldly with a king''s eyes, and then issued a deafening roar, opening the door of the half plane.


    "It''s spectacular."


    Azrils said he showed the mood of appreciating art: "it will be an incredible beauty, and we''ll enjoy it here."


    When the roar fell, the unparalleled explosion began immediately. Monet''s foothold set off unparalleled incandescence. The flame wrapped in broken rock fell from the sky like a meteorite. The shock wave twisted all tangible things, and the flying dragons that had rushed to the front end turned into dust in an instant.


    Caesar opened his psychic field to protect all black winged ethnic groups centered on himself. He ordered the black winged Legion to retreat at the first time when he noticed Monet''s appearance. However, many flying dragons were still affected because they couldn''t retreat. More ants can kill elephants. Yes, but elephants can kill more ants with one foot.


    "I''ve got goose bumps, my friend." azrils is still shouting excitedly: "I regret cooperating with you. Monet will tirelessly destroy everything that can be destroyed. I really can''t bear to disturb him."


    "Shut up!" Caesar attacked him.