"Presumptuous!"


    Azrils replied in a louder voice, "black dragon, who do you think you are talking to, your poor and ridiculous stupid family?"


    Caesar didn''t speak. He didn''t care about this guy. He looked up at the ferocious beast in the distance.


    The scenery in the northern border of Essien is very beautiful. After the mixed forest among mountains and hills is mixed with mottled rust red, it is like the colorful color flowing on the canvas. It depicts the vast fog Valley in Essien province and the basin plain widely distributed among mountains and hills. However, when Monet appeared here, everything was destroyed, and there were storms and fires everywhere, When the shock wave swept away, the temperature suddenly dropped to a cold level that made mortals tremble.


    Monet roared. He killed all the lives close to him, including the monsters loyal to him. Every move of monsters at this level is destructive. Even he can''t guarantee that he won''t affect the pond fish when launching an attack, just as Caesar always attacks the black wing army when fighting with all his strength.


    "Hoo!"


    The huge breath like a tornado suddenly spewed out of Monet''s nostrils, and its eyes turned in this direction. Azrils instantly extinguished his power silently, and Caesar unconsciously held the hilt of the sword.


    Monet held up his huge head and tried to see what the "enemy" was, but before his pupils were fully focused, the world suddenly became pure white.


    "Boom!!!"


    In an instant, a huge pillar of light like a mountain roared and tore the sky from the sky. The dense thunder danced wildly in the sky, and the pillar of light suddenly hit Monet''s arched back.


    Divine punishment.


    Those scales harder than the city wall made a clang, clang and crisp sound. In Caesar''s vision, Monet''s whole body scales all played back and forth at the first time of being attacked. It gave out a roar of pain, nine heads danced wildly, and the severe pain was constantly fed back to Monet''s consciousness through his body. For him, such damage was not fatal, But the pain is unbearable.


    But compared with the strong pain, Monet paid more attention to another thing, which also attracted Caesar''s eyes.


    The storm and fire raged, and between the dark heaven and earth, huge and twisted monsters were staring at their figure in front of them.


    A golden, slender and winding dragon is looking at Monet. The silvery white scales covered all over its body still reflect beautiful brilliance even under the weak light. Its cat like eyes are dark blue and suffused with cyan light like the midsummer sky.


    This was the first time Caesar saw the natural appearance of the Baijin Dragon God as an apostle. Obviously, the Dragon God had noticed Monet when he stepped out of the half plane. As a God in the good camp, Bahamut would never allow Monet to kill more lives. He appeared in front of the monster at the first time.


    Monet knew him and who he was. The origin of the dragon and quildore can be traced back to 7000 years ago. They fought. The other side was the source of its pain and suffering. Monet certainly won''t forget.


    "Bahamut."


    Monet''s pupil, which was full of rage and desire for destruction, suddenly became calm and dignified.


    "Monet, you make me angry."


    The platinum Dragon God looked at Monet and showed disgust. This emotion was rare in the pure God. He said: "This is a real blasphemy. The ignorant and fearless quildore has never seen the true face of IO God, but wants to create the ancestor of dragons. Do you know that our father is one of the most powerful creatures in the star world and the father of all dragon gods. Monet, are you ashamed of quildore for 7000 years? Do you repent?"


    "No."


    Monet''s rumbling voice shook between heaven and earth, and it opened its mouth: "I have been shackled and imprisoned in a deep and dark space of different degrees for 7000 years, and no one cares about it for 7000 years. When I finally get out of trouble with all my strength, why are you still pestering? Quildore has paid the price and completely disappeared, why do I still have to bear their fault?"


    Bahamut was silent for a moment. He didn''t expect Monet to say such words as a weapon created. This shows that it is not crazy. It is still improving and evolving in 7000 years of imprisonment. Now it has completely possessed the thinking mode and emotional characteristics of a normal life.


    This is no longer a weapon, a tool.


    The Dragon God paused and said, "Monet, your birth is a mistake. Your existence is a blasphemy to the ancestors of the dragons. As the ruler of the dragon, I must give the most severe punishment for this rude behavior."


    "Error, blasphemy."


    Monet sneered: "Since its birth, the rules of the material world have denied my existence. The world regards me as a disaster and the Dragon regards me as an insult. Even my creator queldore later admitted that I was a failed product. But I have no choice, don''t I? When queldore existed, I was forced to serve them. Even now they have disappeared for many years, the dragon''s pursuit of me is not easy Will stop. You won''t let me go, will you? In your eyes, my birth is a mistake, and the disappearance of queldore is the way back, but I want to live. What''s wrong with me? You ask me if I repent. Now I ask you: what''s wrong with me, noble and supreme God? "


    "Every life has the right to live, that''s right." the Dragon God said, "but you deprive other lives of their right to live."


    "The reincarnation of life and death is endless. This is the operation rule of the main material world. I was born in the main material world and has been recognized by the material rules. All I do is limited to the material plane, and I also accept sanctions and Crusades from material creatures. But God should not interfere with the operation of the material plane." Monet said, staring into the eyes of the Dragon God.


    "Ridiculous theory, dying struggle."


    The chaotic five color divine power appeared, and the five great magic turned into the head of a giant dragon. The mother of the dragon, Tiamat, appeared in another direction. Although she was much smaller than Monet, her momentum was more arrogant and noble. She raised her head and looked at the distorted beast arguing with Bahamut, with her eyes full of disgust: "Just one more look at you makes me feel sick and disgusting. Your soul should sink into hell with your Creator, if you have one."


    "Sure enough... You can''t understand it at all." Monet sneered. His mood fluctuation was a disheartened decision. After shaking his head, he suddenly roared: "in the main material world, what do you think you can do to me? I will tear your ridiculous illusions first, and then kill the Dragons of the whole world. Watch carefully! Watch your destruction carefully!"


    When the voice fell, it attacked the Dragon God and the Dragon Queen.