There was lightning and thunder, and heavy rain was still falling.
The dark clouds did not dissipate immediately with the death of Storm Dragon.
Thick clouds were pressing overhead, rain was pouring down, and everywhere you looked was a gray curtain of water.
At the same time, Red Iron Dragon stood upright on the sea.
His wings were stretched out, his back was straight, his arms were crossed on his chest, and he calmly stared at the thunderclouds in the sky.
This body posture just looks terrifyingly powerful.
But on his body, the bright and dazzling rose gold light has not dissipated. The light reflects on the rain curtain, refracting pieces of fine halo.
The power hidden in Storm Dragon's body cannot be said to be that powerful.
With Garos prepared and able to Second Shining, he defeated the incarnation without spending much time or effort.
He didn't even really exert force.
Just to vent a little bit, I erased it from Material Plane.
His Second Shining state can still be maintained for a while now.
Immediately afterwards, Red Iron Dragon did not stay where it was.
Phew!
With a wave of his wings, he disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only a circle of sunken water blown by the air waves. The water surged and it took a long time to close again.
the other side.
At the nearest Temple position, Xia'er is fighting Evil Dragon Guard, a Primordial Tier.
He relied on his powerful space skills to fight with ease, Shatter Evil Dragon Guard his body again and again, but because the size difference was too large, it was difficult for him to completely crush and kill the opponent.
Evil Dragon Guard has a huge body, covered with twisted five-color scales.
Life is unreasonably tough.
Whoosh!
Xia'er appeared on the top of Evil Dragon Guard's head, struck it with a sword, leaving a deep bone-visible crack in its skull. Evil Dragon Guard shook its head violently and crashed into Xia'er.
This Heroic Spirit once died under the fierce impact of the dragon's head.
He was very prepared for this and jumped to a safe distance in an instant.
Black silk threads that looked like living things were quickly sutured at the wound on Evil Dragon Guard's skull. The injury of the split head seemed to not exist on Evil Dragon Guard's body.
Its movements did not slow down at all, and it silently pursued Xia'er.
Xia'er made another space jump, evading Evil Dragon Guard's pursuit, and appeared on the side of Evil Dragon Guard's neck at the same time. The sword blade sank into the gap in the scales and cut open a large piece of muscle tissue.
At the same time, the movement of Evil Dragon Guard was not greatly affected.
It opened its huge mouth, revealing layers of sharp teeth, and bit down hard on Xia'er.
Xia'er was about to jump to avoid it, but suddenly stopped.
Because Evil Dragon Guard exploded in front of his eyes.
From the inside out, the muscles, scales, bones, and the ubiquitous black threads... were crushed into powder by an incomprehensible force in an instant. The blood mist still maintained the dragon-shaped outline in place, and was then swept away by a late gust of wind.
Xia'er was stunned, hovering in mid-air, staring at the position where Evil Dragon Guard disappeared.
Not just in front of him.
Everywhere here, the same scene is happening simultaneously.
The body of Evil Dragon Guard, who was fighting with Aura's Fang, was blown to pieces. Aura's Fang didn't even have time to stop the attack and passed through the blood mist. The other Ancient Dragon, which had just crawled out of the ruins, turned into blood mist together with the boulders around it.
The third head, the fourth head, the fifth head----
They are distributed in different locations, not close to each other, but the sequence of death is so fast that it seems to happen at the same time.
Groups of blood mist bloomed in the heavy rain, like flowers blooming at the same time, dyeing the entire battlefield dark red. The ground, ruins, and air were filled with blood everywhere.
Evil Dragon Guard.
In Material Plane, the almost unkillable monsters all died suddenly at the same instant.
And during this entire process, there is no magic or energy reaction.
So powerful, no need to say more.
There were many Aura Legendary Realms, and until all Evil Dragon Guards died, they still didn't realize what was going on.
They only felt a light flash before their eyes.
A rose-gold, dazzling light flashed, and then a strong wind swept across the battlefield, sweeping up all the blood mist.
Then, they subconsciously turned their heads and looked in the direction where the shining light passed.
In the distant sky, a rose-gold figure was flying past at an incredible speed, drawing an arc across the sky.
It starts from the sea, extends to the west center, and then quickly turns to the other side.
Tossing and turning across various places, as fast as lightning.
And wherever it passed, Evil Dragon Guard exploded one after another.
Before the blood mist could be dispersed by the heavy rain, it was picked up by the strong wind as he passed by, and followed him so fast that the blood mist had no time to spread. Instead, it was carried by the air current, forming a long wake.
One head, two heads, ten heads----
More and more blood mist was drawn into the air, converging into a long dark red stream, closely following the rose gold trajectory, winding and stretching in the sky, like a bloody cloak held up by the strong wind, fluttering under the heavy dark clouds.
The figure did not pause at all, and his speed was even increasing.
The light flames left a trail miles long behind him, and the sonic boom exploded into circles of cloud rings along the way, leaving him far behind.
In a short period of time.
Those difficult Evil Dragon Guards were almost wiped out.
The figure shining with light finally stopped and hung high in the sky.
His arms were still crossed on his chest, and his posture was exactly the same as when he set out, except that his wings were slightly folded.
The blood-colored cloak lifted up from behind by the aftermath of the flight.
It circled around him briefly, then was washed away drop by drop by the heavy rain, and slowly dispersed, turning into a fine red rain, falling on the sea, on the ruins, and on the faces of all the dragons and people who looked up.
This moment.
Whether it's Aura Legendary Realm or Helmode's dragons and their retinues.
They subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the figure in the sky.
The flames of war that were still raging and burning before were immediately extinguished at this time.
Garos lowered his eyes and swept across the remaining Helmode Dragons, focusing on the two blood relatives of Lord of Thunder for a moment.
Then he raised his head slightly, crossed his arms, and looked stern.
"Do not pray to any Deity, no matter Tiamat, no matter any other existence claiming to be a god."
"From now on, you can only fear one name and one emperor."
"Fear me!"
The low sound fell from high in the sky, penetrating the rain curtain and thunder, as if it sounded directly in the skull of every dragon.
The rain was pouring down, and the thunder was rolling among the dark clouds.
But beneath the thunder, the battlefield fell into silence.
The remaining Helmode Dragons looked at each other, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.
Some dragons' eyes flashed, some shrank their necks, and some turned their heads to see the reactions of their companions around them.
They once followed Lord of Thunder, thinking that they were on the unshakable side, but now, Storm Dragon has been defeated, and the Dragon Queen has not appeared to give them shelter, only the red emperor is looking down on them.
At this time, a figure of Blue Dragon flew up.
Direct blood relatives of Alvia, Lamorien.
She flapped her wings and slowly rose into the sky. The rainwater slid down her scales and gathered into thin streams in the folds of her wing membranes.
She raised her head and looked at the shining figure hanging high in the sky. Under its brilliant light, even Primordial Dragon's state of mind was inevitably in a trance.
Lamorien, her brother.
He just died under the claws of Red Iron Dragon.
Under normal circumstances, Alvia would never bow to such a blood feud. She would be angry, sad, and avenge her brother at all costs.
Most intelligent creatures may not be able to understand it.
They always feel that Evil Dragon has no emotions, has indifferent blood relations, and does not care about the life or death of other dragons.
There is nothing wrong with this idea, there are indeed many Evil Dragons that are quasi-deteriorating.
But in fact, not all Evil Dragon are the same.
For example, they Helmode Brothers.
Compared to other Evil Dragon, Blue Dragon is the type who cares more about social relationships.
Moreover, in this dangerous world, they relied on mutual support and trust to gradually gain a firm foothold. After thousands of years of getting along, their feelings for each other can no longer be described by simple blood.
As for now----
Alvia has no idea of revenge.
Surrendering to Red Emperor can also preserve Helmode Dragon Brood, so that Lord of Thunder's hard work will not be completely destroyed. She believes that if her brother is still alive and has a free and clear will, he will make the same decision.
Alvia suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Lamorien.
She asked Lamorien if she really had the idea of surrendering to Aura, and Lamorien asked her why not?
If Lamorien did not choose to believe in the Dragon Queen.
The current results may be completely different.
But why did things gradually evolve into this?
Alvia thought about it and thought that the damn evil god had bewitched her brother, enslaved his soul, and turned him into a body without self.
That's not her brother anymore.
Lord of Thunder As early as the day she accepted the power of the Dragon Queen, she was no longer the Lamorien she knew.
The one who killed Lord of Thunder was not Red Emperor.
It is the evil god entrenched in Hell.
Revenge!
Revenge!
Surrendering to this Aura Emperor who is not afraid of the power of God is the only chance for Helmode Dragonss to take revenge on the evil god.
Even if it's slim, it's better than no hope.
The heavy rain hit Alvia, sliding down Blue Dragon's scales. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then lowered her head.
The head is drooped, the dragon's horns are facing down, the wings are folded close to the body, and the tail is hanging down and touching the ground.
This is Dragon Race's oldest and most complete gesture of surrender.
It means surrendering all dignity and acknowledging that the other party has the power of life and death over you.
"Alvia----In the name of Helmode, I offer my loyalty to you. Great Red Emperor, please accept our allegiance."
she said.
Among the dragons, Alvia's prestige is second only to Lord of Thunder, then Terragon. This Blue Dragon looked at his blood relatives, was silent for a few seconds, and then flew forward a few steps.
He also lowered his head, folded his wings, and touched his tail to the ground.
"Terragon, in the name of Helmode, I offer my loyalty to you."
The surrender of the two is like turning on some kind of switch.
One after another, the giant dragons lowered their heads.
Those minions who had followed Lord of Thunder, Dragon Race who had been fighting Aura Legendary Realm a few minutes ago, lowered their bodies one after another and buried their heads deeply.
Garos turned his head and looked towards his own camp.
"Stop."
Aura Legendary Realm were originally preparing to destroy Temple.
Hearing this, they stopped what they were doing at the same time.
Reinhart's domain shrank, Kalu's roar fell silent, and Sanctum Heroic Spirit hovered in mid-air, waiting for the next order.
Garos withdrew his gaze and looked at Helmode Dragons.
"Since you have chosen to offer your loyalty, then prove it with your actions. Those Temples that you personally built will be destroyed by your own hands."
Alvia was the first to turn around, spread its wings, and flew towards the nearest Temple.
The movements were crisp and neat, without any hesitation.
Now that you have made a choice, stick to it.
Other dragons followed closely behind.
A few dragons were still hesitant.
Temple who destroyed the Dragon Queen is disrespectful...
Although most Chromatic Dragon people do not believe in Dragon God, their respect is indispensable.
But seeing that his companions had already flown out, he could only grit his teeth and follow. For a moment, the sky was filled with the silhouettes of giant dragons flying by, and the rainwater was splashed everywhere by their wing membranes.
Garos stopped paying attention to them and looked at his blood relatives.
"Keep an eye on this, I'll leave the aftermath to you.
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Sorog and Gordon nodded lightly.
"Don't worry."
"We'll watch.
The red dragon was a little dissatisfied. He grinded his teeth and muttered, "At least leave me one Evil Dragon Guard. You have to kill them all. I haven't had the fun yet. It's rare to come out to enjoy the war, but in the end I can't have the fun."
Garos turned a deaf ear, as if he didn't hear it.
The light on him gradually began to dim.
The sense of power that fills the whole body is fading, and the self-confidence that seems to be able to tear the world apart is also weakening with the weakening of power.
He could feel that Second Shining's duration was running out.
Then, the dragon's claws tore through the space, and a dark crack opened in front of him.
Garos did not hesitate, leaning forward, his majestic and shining body submerged into the crack, and the crack closed behind him.
In terms of emotions.
After mutating into the current form, Garos had a strong idea, similar to that of "I am the only one in heaven and earth."
If it had been another dragon, there's no telling where it would have drifted to now.
You may have already started planning how to conquer the world, how to enslave the gods, or how to make all living creatures kneel at your feet.
But no matter how Garos's mood changes, his mental background remains the same.
For example, when he wanted to be more arrogant and rushed directly to Hell to provoke Evil Dragon God with a dancing face, he instinctively felt deeply uneasy.
It was like a basin of cold water poured on the head, and the heated brain instantly calmed down.
The overly arrogant thoughts disappeared instantly.
Then comes now.
The belief that he stands above all things makes him want to persevere and perform even when he is weak, unwilling to back down.
But his spirit didn't allow it.
So, Garos did not hesitate and returned to his safe zone when Shining Form was about to end."