"You''re hurt," azrils said with mixed eyes.


    With the determination to kill, the black dragon focused the unparalleled violence on kuntuta, so that the devil had no way to escape, and even the virtual God was broken together. But just because of this, the black dragon was pierced by the God of light and inflammation and pierced by the light spear with divine power.


    "Yes."


    Caesar nodded, "the situation is terrible."


    Natorius broke through the ice wall, and the tall figure slowly appeared. The divine power flowed on his silver gray armor, like a beating arc. The God of light and inflammation stretched out his hand and held it falsely. The power absorbed in the divine spear completely rioted and broke out in Caesar.


    The black dragon staggered back, his sharp teeth full of blood.


    "On purpose, quintuta thought I would guard against the sneak attack of the local gods and didn''t dare to attack with all my strength, but he didn''t expect that the God of light and inflammation also had his own idea."


    Caesar gasped and said, "the power contained in this weapon is stronger than expected, but it was controlled when it pierced into my body. It didn''t fully appear until quintuta died."


    He held the spear tip from his chest with his claws. Regardless of the violent blood, he pulled the spear out of his body three times.


    "The power earned by the king of gluttony before he died also hurt me."


    Azrils said secretly, "things are bad now. You''d better call your daughter back."


    "It''s no use."


    Caesar covered his chest, where there was a large whirlpool like hole. The divine power rolled in the flesh and blood to prevent the wound from healing: "Odin''s road to God has just begun, and he can''t participate in this level of battle."


    "Is there any power that can be used?"


    Azrils asked, and then shouted angrily, "local gods, why didn''t you find this guy before."


    Natorius suddenly burst in, and the bloody spear on the ground was pulled back to his hand, bringing out a twisted cold light in the high-speed spike.


    The king of the Yan devil roared like an erupting volcano, raised his bone claws and patted the God of light and inflammation, but before touching the other party, the flame was extinguished, hit a shining spear, agitated the sea and retreated, and the cracks in the center of the skull were vertical and horizontal.


    "Your strength is restrained by him," Caesar told the truth.


    "It''s the influence of the world." azrils was unconvinced. "If it''s an abyss, I''ll suppress him."


    "This is not the time to discuss this. Go back to land first."


    Caesar shook his head and could see that he was very weak. The singularity furnace gave him inexhaustible strength, but could not heal his wound.


    There was a dull thunder in natorius''s body, like the war drums played by the gods for him, and the blazing light behind him burned the sea. He came from the far south to bring judgment to these dead monsters.


    Divine punishment.


    Natorius waved his spear straightly, and the huge pressure suppressed the Yan devil in front of Caesar in an instant. Azrils swung his body to fight, but it was too late. The light came at a speed that was difficult to capture, the Yan devil''s right arm fell off with his shoulder, and the crack on his head expanded again.


    But it''s not over yet. Nattoris''s goal is Caesar. He doesn''t want to give Caesar a chance to breathe.


    The scales of the black dragon echoed with the clanking sound of iron. This exoskeleton armor was harder than the legendary giant shield. It had resisted countless attacks for Caesar, but it split and peeled off in a string of Mars. The seemingly thin light was the sharpest blade in the world. It repeatedly cut Caesar''s body and planned to dismember him.


    Caesar didn''t speak. He opened his mouth and breathed. He drove the gods back with the energy of particle collision, and opened his wings and rushed to the water.


    Azrils ran after the black dragon and shouted to the Starship watching in the distance, "stop him!"


    But how can a star ship stop the true God? The ship''s weapons are powerful, but the momentum before firing is too obvious, and the "field" created is not enough to limit the gods. Natorius avoids the attack of the star ship at will, pastes it close to him, and slaps it with a light spear to easily defeat the star ship''s spherical shield.


    The star ship suddenly fell into a disabled state, and there was an eye curse in the dark: "Damn, if there is top energy, it will blow you up today."


    On the other side, azrils had caught up with the Black Dragon: "Hey, are you so weak? Won''t you die? If so, I won''t care about you."


    "You''re almost the same. Don''t pretend to be nothing."


    Caesar''s voice was calm: "your skull is cracking."


    Azrils stopped talking. They stormed away from the sea and plundered on the land. Their bodies rubbed against the air and made a harsh sound. They angrily changed their direction, smashed the mountains and evaporated the rivers.


    But nattoris still caught up: "if you run like this, you will only attract the attention of the gods in the sky. At that time, I will not be the only one to chase and kill."


    He''s right. This is the fate of creatures marked with "evil". Each of them will die, be surrounded by gods and heroes, and die in different places.


    Caesar lowered himself and stepped on the solid soil: "it''s a dead end."


    "Yes, it seems that you can''t escape this disaster."


    Azrils stopped beside him, squatted slowly on the ground, gently fiddled with the soil with his slender bone claws, and suddenly asked, "can I trust you?"


    His question was puzzling, but Caesar understood it. He paused for a moment and said softly, "there is only one way."


    He did not encourage azrils. In the cognition of secular vision, the devil is a collection of selfishness, greed and despicability. It sounds like a fantasy for a demon lord to give up his self-consciousness and hand over his life to others for the time being.


    As long as azrils was half wary, it was useless for him to say any more.


    The king of the devil was silent for a moment, quickly recalled Caesar''s past style, and finally nodded hard: "OK."


    Azrils took the initiative to melt his bones into a pure flame. On the other side, the black dragon stood up with two hind legs and spread his wings.


    Things are moving in an unpredictable direction


    The God of light and inflammation suddenly realized that it was not good. He suddenly raised the spear and stabbed it with a powerful spike. The divine power was like the thunder in the sky, and the glow and fierce inflammation swept to him.


    The few remaining psionic powers were not enough to weave laws. Caesar simply built a defense barrier, but he was ready to collapse under the divine power, but in this short moment, the fire of azrils''s origin poured into the black dragon''s body.


    Next, it was like the coming of the pillar God. The unprecedented abyss breath appeared in ayladia, wrapped in violent pressure, blowing natorius''s hair back. The ground was sinking, everything around was crushed, huge cracks were vertical and horizontal on the ground, the crust was stripped layer by layer, and magma rose into the sky.


    The huge black shadow loomed in the smoke, like an ancient giant God. Caesar slowly came out of the smoke. The injury on his chest was filled with beating flames. The fierce dragon face was covered with inflammatory lines, and the burning fire column sword was held in his hand.