"Sorry, I seem to have disturbed your party."


    When nattoris appeared on the scene, the battle had lasted all night.


    The most powerful monsters in the world fight in the deep sea. Their energy is vertical and horizontal. Their tusks and claws tear the air. Their psionics and Magic have just been defeated. Shock waves roll and spread, and radiation, poison and flame fill every corner.


    Their repeated injuries and biting marks on each other''s bodies are fatal injuries, but the regenerative power of the top creatures has been working to repair the damaged scales, flesh and bones. The monsters control their bodies with a strong and cold will, send out a deafening roar and continue to devote themselves to the cruel battle.


    Natorius came through the storm and passed through the barrier of highly toxic and flame. He didn''t sneak. He appeared openly. There was a flowing light under his pupils and looked at the field calmly.


    Azrils shouted angrily in the interval of the battle: "who are you?"


    He and Caesar were almost successful. Together, they tore and cut quintuta, hurting the essence of the king of gluttony. However, the guy''s toughness was beyond imagination. He was constantly reorganized and reborn, like a ball of unbreakable mud, which made people gnash their teeth and have nothing to do.


    "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is nattorius Penn, from the far south."


    The tiny looking human whispered, "I''m an ordinary Aladdin God. My priest is light and fire."


    "Hum, annoying gods."


    Azrils waved his hand impatiently, and his expression seemed to be sending away an annoying fly.


    After a pause, he realized the problem. This guy seemed to say he was the God of Aladia


    A native God!?


    Caesar and quintuta were also aware of this. They immediately stopped, withdrew and retreated. Their pupils contracted as small and sharp as a needle. They deflected their eyes in the confrontation and carefully examined the uninvited guest.


    Nattoris has not yet shot, but the silent attack has enveloped the three monsters present and all surrounding areas.


    "He came to kill you, too."


    Caesar said slowly.


    "Really? Why do I think it''s for you?"


    Quintuta gasped heavily: "compared with me, an outsider resisted by Aladia, is your local monster who continues to make disasters a greater threat?"


    Caesar turned slowly. His eyes were full of spider net dark gold cracks. The huge black dragon lowered his head and asked the newcomer in the battlefield, "what do you want to do?"


    "This area is covered by psionics, and even God''s eyes can''t penetrate. Originally, I just wanted to check the situation, but I didn''t expect to gain a lot."


    Natorius glanced at the monsters one by one and called them by name: "the disaster of ayladia, Caesar tangrian; the Lord of the 173 layer of the abyss, kuntuta the glutton; the Lord of the 601 layer, azrils the burning devil. Today, you will all be purified."


    "Bastards," azrils whispered.


    "Arrogant guy."


    Quintuta sneered and turned to the Black Dragon: "why don''t we kill this local God first."


    After a long battle, each of them was seriously injured and could not maintain their peak state. If they continued to fight, they might be executed by him one by one, as the God of light and inflammation said. Now, they have no choice but to try to seek unity and kill the guy who is ready to eat all in the audience first.


    Everyone understood this truth, so Caesar echoed, "I agree."


    "Very good."


    Quintuta looked happy. "It''s good for everyone."


    The Black Dragon nodded, "yes, the enemy of the enemy is a friend."


    "Kill him first."


    "OK."


    "Do it."


    "Uh huh."


    "Don''t give him a chance."


    "Of course."


    ……


    It sounds good, but none of the three guys moved first. The newly established alliance was suddenly broken after dozens of seconds. Even the threat of life could not make Caesar and quintuta join hands. They didn''t trust each other at all


    ——The first shot of the God of light and inflammation is probably the strongest. In his current physical state, no one is willing to undertake such an attack. If he is attacked again from behind in the process of confrontation, the consequences will be unimaginable.


    Natorius slowly turned his weapon, a spear with flames and glow flowing, and the spear tip made a dense explosion, as if quenched in the sea. In his heart, he had made the black dragon his first target - to kill quintuta or azrils. The Lords of the abyss would still land, but there was only one black winged king, who was carrying the fate that could turn around ayladia, If you miss this time, you may not have a chance in the future.


    Natorius locked Caesar. Caesar stared at quintuta''s throat. Quintuta stared at azrils, while azrils stared at the flame on natorius. The long sword came out of its sheath and the claws were tightened. Everyone was ready to go, waiting for the moment of blood splashing.


    The killing machine surged like a tide, and the cold sea bottom could not extinguish their strong fighting spirit. From the beginning to now, they have shed too much blood, but if they want all this to end, someone must dry the blood. This is the battle between God, devil and monster. Only death can end.


    "Kill quintuta first."


    After half a ring, Caesar made a decision.


    The inflammatory prison monarch and the king of black wings disappeared at the same time. They rushed to the target at a very high speed. Quintuta was at the end of a powerful crossbow. Even if the appearance of the God of light and inflammation made the situation extremely bad, they would not allow their prey to escape.


    Quintuta retreated violently, with a strange body shape. It was as light and agile as a swimming fish. It walked close to the rock and shuttled through the breath explosion made by the black dragon and the Yan devil.


    Nattoris jumped up, cut the heavy sea with a spear, formed a straight line and stabbed Caesar. With the distance getting closer, his light became more and more intense and his strength became stronger and stronger.


    The king of the burning prison roared and did his best to briefly control quintuta with a fire cage.


    Caesar rushed to his goal and released a law at the same time. However, the "dust-free land" had little impact on the divine power. The giant spear magnified thousands of times by the divine power stabbed him in the back and penetrated him. The blood was like a surging spring splashing out from his body. The glory of rage cut his body repeatedly. ChiYan poured into his body along the spear, trying to melt his internal organs into pulp.


    The black dragon took a terrible stab, but he still didn''t want to turn back. All his strength was poured into his claws, and his unparalleled power shook the void.


    Quintuta understood their intention, and his eyes were about to crack. He raised his head and roared at Caesar, who responded with a roar.


    "Roar!"


    "Roar!"


    When the Giant Claw came, with the infinite power to smash the void, the body of the king of gluttony collapsed heavily under the terrible power. Almost at the same time, azrils'' pillar of fire crashed into quintuta.


    There was no time to wait. Caesar turned back and spit out a cold air. In an instant, the sea was frozen, temporarily blocking the attack of the God of light and inflammation.


    "It''s not over yet. This is not my ending..."


    Quintuta trembled in the fire and tried to maintain the disintegrated body, but the power of the black dragon to destroy everything enveloped him. All life energy was overwhelmed. They were shaking, collapsing and fleeing.


    "No, come back, come back! It hurts, it hurts!"


    Quintuta stretched out his broken claws and tried to grasp the passing life back into his body. He struggled madly in the fire cage. His appearance was a little funny and a little sad.