The fighting mode returned to the starting point after a circle, but there was an azrils in the middle. Monet rushed over, Caesar retreated in time to control the distance, and the inflammatory prison monarch swam to attack. Then when Monet rushed to azrils, he became a black dragon waiting for the opportunity.
In the air field of all things whining, Monet''s nine colored dragon head is like a peacock, standing in front of him. The vaguely rippling magic light is like a tide. When its power erupts, it rises, waves of diffusion, the material strength of gravel and scorched earth is difficult to bear the trampling of this monster, and large areas of turtle cracks and collapses. Monet has begun to evolve in the direction of true God, doubling the pressure on its opponents.
Under the divine power, even the dust is not allowed to look up.
Energy is close to the critical value that the main material world can sleep. Further, Monet will be able to break the four laws that stabilize the material world and cause great damage to the material plane. Of course, at that time, it will also be suppressed by the will of the world and driven out of this plane.
You can''t delay! Caesar''s Dragon roar is hard enough to cope with the current situation alone, and Monet is still gradually increasing because of the melting of divine lattice fragments, which is not the power they can face directly.
The spider web crack light on the black dragon''s chest was extinguished at once. Then the fusion furnace squeezed the energy into his body like a tide, surging out, collided with Monet''s gradually formed divine power, and the fusion radiation of the evil dragon and Monet''s weak divine power were squeezed back and forth, and finally annihilated.
"You react very quickly."
Azrils stood next to Caesar and said, "I just found that it is building a temporary field. I want to fight by manipulating the rules in a divine way. When the divine power is fixed within a certain range, the field will take effect."
This is what Caesar did not expect. He just felt that Monet was getting stronger and tried to gather energy to create each other again. However, before he burst the energy of the fusion furnace, the chain reaction had appeared.
"You don''t want to escape?" Caesar glanced at the Lord of the burning prison.
Before azrils responded, Monet rushed up again. The long tail with a weak sense of existence suddenly hooked Caesar. His limbs threw himself upward on the ground and pulled the 50 meter black dragon vertically. It recalled the three dragon heads and made a hissing roar. Poison fog, petrification and ice all acted on Caesar.
The emperor of the inflammatory prison quickly followed up, but Monet in the high altitude stirred the atmosphere and set off a visible storm. The mountain roared and tsunami shot out. The cracked air wave overturned azrils. Azrils was surrounded by fire and shouted to tear up the hurricane, but the wind swirled and was not moved at all.
"Waste." Caesar scolded him, but many hidden worries and concerns were dispelled. It can be seen that azrils has done his best because the energy nature is suppressed and restrained by Monet, which has little effect.
The black dragon arched his back. His body of 50 meters was extremely flexible. He turned upside down and grabbed Monet to circle his tail. The tip of his claws penetrated Monet''s scales. Caesar''s claws could easily tear the steel, but only tore Monet''s scales. There was no way to take the monster''s muscles. On the contrary, he was more tightly bound.
Although Caesar was not worried or slow, in fact, the situation was quite critical. The half of his body that took Monet''s breath had been petrified and frozen, completely lost control, and the critical scope continued to expand.
The main material world is far higher than expected. Monet grabbed the black dragon and went straight into the clouds. There is a vast sky nearby, and the mountains under him rise and fall.
Nice place.
"Good bye," said Caesar, and the stored energy finally detonated.
Time seemed to stagnate. In the space that ordinary people could not see, Caesar''s right claw toe clamped by Monet exuded some liquid substances, like black blood beads, into Monet''s muscles.
The next moment is the explosion.
The sharp pain of the body made Monet show a look of horror. There was no time to respond, and the incomparable light flashed immediately.
Light, swallow everything.
The clouds were immediately dispersed, evaporated and brushed into nothingness. A mushroom shaped fireball appeared at the upper end of the sky. Its bottom was bright white and its crown was jumping red. The fireball burned violently in the air, flowing from bottom to top and expanding continuously.
The sound slowed down a beat, and the deafening roar came late until this time. The shock wave of the water grain mirror followed the rumbling sound wave and swept all directions. After that, the fireball gradually extinguished and turned into flowing gray mushroom like smoke.
Hundreds of burning things fell from the sky, marking smoke trails in the already unclear sky.
That was the body fragment of Monet''s injured part. In order to be safe, Caesar released the dust-free place while detonating. Monet resisted the blow with his body in an unprotected state, and even his mountain like body was torn apart.
Of course, Caesar was also affected. Although he was prepared, the distance was so close that he suffered only slightly worse than Monet. At the moment of explosion, his brain was blank, and his consciousness didn''t recover from his trance until he fell to the ground.
The petrification freeze has disappeared and replaced by a more serious injury. The right claw he released from the attack is gone, leaving only a mass of charred and smoking flesh and blood paste at the end.
Monet didn''t know his life or death, but when he saw azrils approaching quickly, Caesar didn''t relax his vigilance, turned over and got up like a cat, and adjusted his body to use stress hormones to regenerate.
"Miracles."
Azrils cast a surprised look at Caesar and did not hesitate to praise: "such an energy explosion has reached the critical point of the demigod, which is quite incredible. Evil dragon, you are stronger than I thought. How did you do it?"
Caesar looked forward coldly. This time he had raised too many bottoms. He couldn''t get better. What''s worse - Monet didn''t die.
Monet, covered with scars, stepped out of the flame step by step. He used to be like nine heads of a peacock. Now there are only four, and all of them are wounded. It looks like half of the face of the Golden Dragon has been burned and bleeding. However, the monster''s momentum is still fierce: "dragon, I''ll tear off your wings, break your fragile bones, and squeeze your eyes out of your head!"
Caesar rarely used the combat capability verification device. The verification results showed that Monet suffered heavy losses, but his combat power was not affected much and was still floating up and down 10000.
How else?
"It won''t last long." just as Caesar hesitated, azrils came to him and looked at Monet in a dignified tone: "evil dragon, do you still have the strength to stand up?"
"OK."
Caesar said, "what are you going to do? Don''t think I can attack like that again."
"No," said azrils. "Remember how we killed that little snake? Do it again."
The black dragon turned to look at him and found that azrils'' face gradually disappeared and turned into a huge pillar of fire.
Caesar understood and stood up. The huge black dragon man of 50 meters stood up, stretched out his right claw, which had healed in a short time, and probed into the pillar of fire that went straight into the sky.
A 30 meter burning blade suddenly took shape, and the flame flowed from the grid to Caesar''s whole body, covering the black dragon''s armor like scales with a layer of flame carving.
Caesar held the burning blade, the fire soared, waved the blade and cut obliquely.
The black line reappears, the mountains shake, the second knife, the third knife, the fourth knife
Flesh and blood turn to ashes and bones turn to dust.