Sunlight falls through cracks in the clouds.
The golden light pillars penetrated the broken dark clouds one after another and fell on the sea.
Sea of Raging Waves has calmed down, and the sea area previously covered by magma now only has a thin layer of gray-black scum, gently undulating with the fine waves.
The wind and rain stopped.
Red Iron Dragon is hovering high in the sky.
Between the claws, the dark red ball trembled violently. The surface of the ball continued to bulge, and dense cracks appeared. The light of lava seeped out of the cracks, as if it was constantly struggling, but was pressed back again by the invisible Force Field.
"Everything of a Immortal One is within my claws.
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Garos looked down at the ball of lava.
He could clearly feel that it still contained vigorous life, like Beast trapped in a cage, still trying to break out of the cage.
He thought to himself.
After you become more proficient in this technique, you may be able to use it as a sealing method to deal with enemies that are difficult to completely eliminate.
As for now----
Garos's eyes are sharp.
Immediately afterwards, the muscles in his arms flexed, his knuckles clicked, the rose gold claw tips dug deeply into the surface of the sphere, and the sharp claws suddenly closed.
Click!
The sphere shattered.
Small and heavy fragments flew in all directions, pulling out countless slender arcs in the air and falling downwards.
But the pieces were recaptured before they even hit the surface.
They paused in mid-air for a moment, then turned back and were sucked back between Garos's claws by a force, re-condensed and compressed, and formed a sphere again.
Compared with just now, its size has been greatly reduced, and the life breath contained in it has also been weakened and wilted.
Garos closed his claws again.
Click.
Broken again.
The fragments flew away, were sucked back, condensed again, and crushed again.
The cycle begins again and again.
Garos repeats this process until the whole thing is crushed for the third time.
Countless dim and tiny dust-like particles escaped from the broken sphere and floated above the sea, like ashes left after burning.
suddenly.
The dragon's body froze slightly.
The rose-gold light flickered on the surface of his scales for a moment, and then quickly began to dim.
His body shape also changed accordingly. The body that had been compressed to the extreme stretched out section by section, the wing membranes slowly opened, and the width of his shoulders and waist and abdomen began to expand back to their original size----
Dense Body has been lifted.
The extreme state brought about by Second Shining came to an end at this moment.
His breathing became rapid, and the feeling of weakness that was suddenly released after being compressed to the limit came up layer by layer. Garos felt that his limbs and wings became extremely heavy.
Just at this moment.
The lava that was almost broken into particles was not captured by the distortion again.
They stopped in mid-air, approaching each other, fitting together, joining together, and gathering together.
Hellfire Lord's body condensed again.
The skin on his body was covered with cracks, and the scorched earth-like texture had almost completely lost its luster. His wings were in pieces, and his breath was extremely depressed. His left arm disappeared from the shoulder, and only a few wisps of dark red embers remained at the fracture.
Burning Frontier can barely hold on anymore.
There were only a few remaining sparks floating around, like embers that had not been extinguished after a heavy rain.
Asalia raised his head and looked at Red Iron Dragon above.
In his eyes, there was still the shock from when he was crushed repeatedly.
But then, he saw clearly the state of Red Iron Dragon at this moment. The rose gold light faded away, the body shape returned to its original shape, the scales were much duller, and the breathing was heavy and rapid----
Asalia's face full of cracks revealed a ferocious laugh again.
"Haha----"
"I really didn't expect you to fight me to this extent. Really, I didn't expect it at all, but it's over, it's truly over."
He stretched out his remaining right arm, holding his sharp claws in vain.
The cracked Executioner's Greatsword buzzed, broke away from the solidified rock ridge, and flew into his hand in an arc.
"Victory belongs to me in the end."
Hellfire Lord roared and stepped forward suddenly.
The broken wings flapped, and the body once again flew through the air. Executioner's Greatsword was lifted above his head, and the Unquenchable Flame on the sword gathered at the edge of the sword, dragging out a short tail of light.
He rushed towards Garos with all his strength, using up all the remaining strength.
And Garos stood still.
Under the dragon scales on his chest, Battle Dragon Crystal is lighting up.
The light seeped out from the gaps in the scales, deep and restrained, not dazzling, but hot.
This battle has been going on so far, Asalia tried to end the battle in the shortest possible time, but he did not get what he wanted.
The longer the battle drags on, the more the situation will tilt towards Garos.
Until now, Battle Evolution started.
In the blink of an eye, a new layer of texture appeared on the scales on Red Iron Dragon's body.
They are like ash-like dark textures, spreading from the side of the neck to the wing roots. The dragon's horns are also changing. The crown of spines that was originally straight back begins to bend, the bifurcation curls inward, and the tip is slightly bent forward.
The black Unquenchable Flame is still burning inside and outside the dragon's body.
However, the burning pain it caused almost completely disappeared, and the flames seemed to burn vigorously, but in the end it could only slightly quench the surface of the dragon scales and could no longer cause real damage.
At the same time.
Hellfire Lord has already rushed to the front.
Executioner's Greatsword raised it high above his head, using his last strength, he fell down.
Red Iron Dragon raised his right arm and made a blocking gesture.
The sword edge fell and hit the scales on his forearm.
However, at the moment of contact, the sense of penetration that Hellfire Lord expected did not appear.
The sword blade only broke through the surface of the scales, and before it could penetrate deeply, it was blocked by an incredibly hard material, making a dull impact.
The sword body trembled violently, cracks spread rapidly from the location where he hit it to the hilt, and the entire giant sword was on the verge of shattering.
Hellfire Lord's pupils shrank suddenly.
He only had time to see Garos's pair of vertical pupils looking at him calmly under his visor.
Then, Red Iron Dragon's right claw fell.
This blow landed firmly on Hellfire Lord's chest, and it felt solid.
Boom!
Red Iron Dragon looks weak, but that is an illusion.
Rebirth at Death's Door has been triggered almost to the limit. His attributes are beyond normal, only slightly lower than those of Shining Form.
Under the heavy blow, Hellfire Lord's body flew backwards, like a rag doll being thrown into the sky.
His chest was almost completely penetrated, and a huge collapsed wound appeared. Scorched earth-like skin fragments peeled off from the edge of the wound and scattered in the air.
Burning Frontier!
Hellfire Lord roared silently.
Most of the remaining flames around his body were extinguished, and his body recovered partially. The wound on his chest healed a little, but his breath was even weaker than before. His body was covered with deep cracks, like porcelain that could Shatter at any time.
He hovered in the air with difficulty, looking at Garos.
In the burning eyes, the flames flickered.
"Why----"
"Why don't you die?"
"Burning Frontier, Eternal Flame, Firestorm Across the Wilderness----my Divine Power----why are you still standing here?"
He stared at Garos, his face no longer as calm as when Material Plane first came, and the fire in his eyes was full of confusion, unwillingness, and heavy self-doubt.
Asalia cannot accept this result.
He was born in the chaotic and dangerous Abyss. He was accompanied by death every day. After countless battles, he sat on the position of lord and achieved Immortal Realm.
On the way to his growth, he has encountered countless enemies.
But no matter who it is, no matter how bad the situation is, he is the one who stands in the end.
Victory will always belong to him.
He also always felt that he would continue to win until he achieved his goal and stood at the highest peak of Multiverse. This belief supported him through the darkest years of Abyss and survived countless battles on the edge of life and death.
Until now.
In a daze, Hellfire Lord seemed to experience the feelings of his former opponents.
They were once arrogant, enjoying the glory of victory, thinking that they could keep winning, and thinking that they could climb higher mountains.
Until I met myself.
And now, he encountered another even more arrogant existence.
The sun shines through the cracks in the clouds, coating Red Iron Dragon's scales with a layer of gold, making his already majestic body even more majestic.
"This time, is it my turn?
Asalia looked up at the giant dragon, feeling unwilling to do so.
At the same time, Red Iron Dragon stretched his right paw and slowly clenched it.
He stood high in the sky, his chest heaving and his breathing still heavy. He seemed to be in poor condition, but his whole body exuded an invincible and unrivaled temperament and majesty.
"Asalia, it's a pity that you can't stop my evolution."
"However, you finally pleased me."
"In return, I will graciously grant you death."
Lean forward.
Garos turned into a gray-red stream of light and quickly approached Hellfire Lord.
Feeling the pressure on his face, Asalia took a deep breath, suppressed the surging thoughts, tried his best to regain his composure, and started to think quickly.
"A temporary failure does not mean a real failure."
"As long as you don't die here and withdraw Abyss, I still have a chance to make a comeback! Abyssal Rift is nearby, as long as I can get back----"
Asalia made a prompt decision and chose to avoid the danger temporarily.
Buzz!
He condensed the remaining Frontier-Burning Embers around him and turned it into a straight line of fire.
Hellfire Lord's body suddenly blurred, and the flickering trajectory extended along the line of fire, spanning a long distance in an instant, like a dark red lightning piercing the sky.
Garos came up short.
He turned around, and the gray-red figure crossed the sea, chasing the retreating front line.
Garos is definitely not slow.
When he flapped his wings and chased Hellfire Lord, the scenery in front of him turned into blurry blocks of color, flying backward quickly like countless lines.
At extreme speeds, time seems to slow down.
However, compared with Hellfire Lord which has been displaced by Divine Power, his speed is still a little behind.
The distance is growing.
Asalia dived towards the bottom of the sea without looking back.
The broken body passed through the obviously lower sea surface, splashing a white wave, and the dark red figure became smaller and smaller in the depths of the sea.
At the same time, the Burning Frontier fire line is extinguishing. Every time it is extinguished, its displacement will slow down by one minute.
The distance between Red Iron Dragon and him is rapidly shortening.
This chase took place in less than a breath.
In the blink of an eye, Asalia was very close to Abyssal Rift, and the familiar breath of Abyss made him feel at ease.
Just then.
A black shadow shot out from the edge of the crack.
It seemed like it had been waiting and dormant here for a long time. It was covered with burnt black scales. A pair of dragon wings on its back were folded close to its back, and its thick teeth were directly exposed outside its upper and lower jaws.
Dragon Demon, Baquilon.
It faced Hellfire Lord, and at the same time glanced at the approaching gray-red dragon shadow.
"Lord Lord.
"I'll stop Red Emperor Pale Star, you hurry back to Abyss.
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Dragon Demon said respectfully as always.
Asalia did not hesitate, he nodded, accelerated his body, and passed by Baquilon's side.
The moment when the figures intersect.
Baquilon's sharp claws shot up without warning, pierced Asalia's chest, and came out from behind.
The claw tips were wrapped with five-color energy, sealing all exits around the wound, sealing in Hellfire Lord's remaining power.
Asalia's figure suddenly stopped.
He lowered his head and looked at the claw tips piercing out of his chest. His pupils shrank suddenly, and the fire in his eyes almost overflowed from the cracked eye sockets.
"Baquilon----You----Betrayal----"
He growled angrily.
Dragon Demon's voice was still respectful, and he said slowly, "Lord, I have reminded you that the agreement with Evil Dragon Lord must be fulfilled."
"But you seem to be in poor condition, so I can only do it for you."
Asalia struggled to turn around.
He condensed Divine Power and prepared to burn the attacker to ashes with the remaining Frontier-Burning Embers, but his body was already weak to the limit, and Dragon Demon was not as simple as ordinary Destiny Rank.
Buzz buzz!
Baquilon On his forehead, five colorful scales lit up at the same time.
Red, blue, green, black, white - with it as the center, the five-color light intertwined and surged, turning the surrounding seawater into chaos, and at the same time wrapped up Hellfire Lord's broken body.
Asalia roared.
"Baquilon! Tiamat!"
"You ---- you despicable----"
He roared with great rage, but could not finish his words.
Flame Demon's body quickly melted in the five-color light, and finally completely merged into the five-color light.
In the blink of an eye, Asalia disappeared.
The five-color light swallowed up all his energy and became stronger.
The light surged and condensed into an unstable sphere, with light patterns of five colors flowing on the surface. Dragon Demon was wrapped in the center of the light.
On the other side, Garos stopped.
He could clearly feel that the energy contained in the five-color light had surpassed the remaining aura of Hellfire Lord, and was still rising at an extremely fast speed.
An ancient and evil will is awakening from the depths of the light.
Garos Of course we know who is coming.
"It's really haunting."
The scales on his forehead wrinkled slightly, and he felt as if he had eaten a fly.
This evil god of Hell has his sights set on him and will cause trouble for him no matter what.
Moreover, although I hate to admit it, Chromatic Dragon Queen is right.
She can lose countless times, losing at most one incarnation and a little strength each time, but as long as she loses once, she will be doomed and there is no room for error.
"The mother of colors, the source of scale wings."
"Dragon Race blood descendants are all born from you, all colors merge into one body, all scales merge into one body."
"Five colors are the crown, and five songs sing the same song."
"We have prepared sacrifices, we have paved a colorful road, please come to the land you promised."
Within the five-color light group, bursts of pious and grand prayers were passed out, and the sounds were layered, like countless throats chanting at the same time.
Garos wants to go up and stop it.
But when he heard these prayers, he felt dizzy and dizzy, and something seemed to be surging in his blood, trying to make him fall to his knees.
He had no choice but to concentrate all his energy on calming his thoughts and suppressing his instinct to surrender.
At the same time, Dragon Demon cut open his chest.
The scales shattered, the skin opened, and five-colored light penetrated into its chest.
Baquilon's body began to deform violently, new bones grew from the old body, and the skin was torn and healed.
A head.
Two.
Three.
Five heads grew from the deformed torso, each with a different color and shape.
The five dragon heads, black, red, Blue Dragon, green, and white, each opened their huge mouths and roared in different tones, then closed them at the same time and turned in the direction of Red Iron Dragon.
Five dragons.
She just showed up.
The huge body is entrenched on Abyssal Rift, which is several times larger than Red Iron Dragon. Five heads are staring at Red Iron Dragon at the same time, and the ten vertical pupils are like ten bright lights.
"My dear child."
"We meet again."
Chromatic Dragon tilted his red head, his eyes lingering on the ash texture on Garos's scales and the curved dragon horns. "As the great mother of all dragons, your growth makes me feel joy from the bottom of my heart."
"Every time I see you, you satisfy me more than the last time."
Opposite me, Red Iron Dragon had a cold expression.
"It's you again."
"She claims to be the mother of dragons, but she actually doesn't make it to the stage at all."
"Tiamat, every one of your actions has nothing to do with your so-called great mother, more like a rat snooping in the sewer."
He cursed nakedly, not hiding the contempt in his words.
Tiamat is not angry.
Her white head tilted, and she made a breathy sound that sounded like a chuckle, and said, "Ah, I just like your sharp teeth and sharp mouth."
"My rebellious son, my rebellious descendant, the more you resist and struggle, the more I will enjoy it when you docilely stay under my wings."
"Every time you resist, every time you blaspheme, you are accumulating for this day."
"Don't you understand? No matter how high you fly, you can't fly out of my sight."
As she finished speaking, her five dragon heads poked forward at the same time.
Ten vertical pupils locked on the position of Red Iron Dragon, their gazes intertwined, covering Garos.
This time, Tiamat is confident.
The large number of Abyssal Rifts filled the world with the strong aura of Abysss, and she was able to exert more power without being noticed by the rules of Material Planes.
This incarnation is far more powerful than every previous one, enough to crush Red Iron Dragon in its current state.
Garos All the muscles in the body are tightening.
Under the gaze of the five-color and five-headed giant dragon, he felt an aura of extreme danger, as if he was forced to the edge of a cliff, with Abyss behind him.
Obviously, the incarnation of Tiamat is far more powerful than every previous one.
"Ascension to Godhood?"
"The price is not light, but that's all it can do."
Garos His thoughts are like lightning, his spiritual will extends to his own thread of faith, and he is ready Ascension to Godhood.
Just then.
The color of the sea water changes suddenly and silently.
A pale iridescence surged from the depths, as if someone had poured a spilled bucket of paint into the seabed.
Immediately afterwards, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet, seven-color haloes intertwined, merged and spread in the undercurrent, dyeing the originally dark seawater into rainbow colors.
Even Abyssal Rift is dyed.
The dark purple edge is covered by colorful light, and the Abyssal Energy surging in the crack seems to be covered by a layer of gauze. It no longer looks ferocious and terrifying, but reveals some absurd gentle texture.
At the same time, a vortex slowly formed in the center of the colorful sea water.
The vortex is not big, only about ten meters in diameter, with foam-like colorful light spots billowing around the edges.
A head poked out from the center of the whirlpool.
Oval-shaped, covered with scales as fine as gems, and a pair of big round eyes blinked twice.
Then there's the body.
It has a slender body, wings as thin as cicada wings, and its scales reflect the colorful light, which makes it particularly eye-catching on the seabed. Its body length is only a few dozen centimeters.
One Fairy Dragon.
Here, he looks very small.
However, when he appeared in Garos's field of vision, Garos's eyes turned completely to him involuntarily.
The figure of Fairy Dragon seemed to fill his entire perception.
Small, yet magnificent.
At the same time, the moment he saw Fairy Dragon, all the tension in Red Iron Dragon's heart dissipated involuntarily.
The pressure and tension when facing Tiamat seemed to be gently wiped away by something, replaced by a kind of relaxation from the heart, and my mood became inexplicably cheerful.
Red Iron Dragon raised the corners of his mouth slightly, about to reveal a smile.
But then, he realized the impact on himself, tensed his facial muscles, and suppressed his smile.
Garos also recognized the identity of Fairy Dragon.
Naitar.
Fairy Dragon God, the god of playfulness and mischief, one of the gods of Joyful Court.
"Fairy Dragon, who teased Vera in Fey Wilds, is really Naitar."
"The real body came to Material Plane, why?"
Red Iron Dragon did not act rashly.
For any Deity, it is actually a dangerous thing for the real body to come to Material Plane.
Material Plane is very special.
If there is an ambush here, and being suppressed by the iron law of Material Plane, High Deity may be beaten to death by a medium or even weak Deity with a large group of apostles.
Naitar dares to show his true body in such a grand manner, either he has something to rely on, or he is just pure madness.
At this time, Fairy Dragon sailed through the sea water lightly.
He fluttered his wings twice, turned his head to look at the five-color and five-headed giant dragon, and tilted his head to look at her.
"Hey, Tiamat."
"Long time no see! Let me see - you still have five heads and a fierce expression. Don't you feel bored? Let me dress you up!"
Fairy Dragon has a cunning look in his eyes.
In an instant.
Chromatic Dragon Queen's ferocious and majestic appearance is covered by a layer of absurd light film.
The scales turned into a pink and green checkered pattern, each of the five heads wore a crooked flower crown, the sharp corners turned into fluffy rabbit ears, and there was a colorful bow at the end of the tail.
The entire dragon looked extremely funny, completely losing the sense of majesty and oppression it had just now.
From a distance, it looks like an abstract painting with graffiti.
Tiamat's five pairs of eyes narrowed at the same time.
A layer of materialized light burst out from her body, and the colorful light film, corolla, furry ears, and bow instantly shattered, peeled off, and dissipated, revealing her original scales and head.
The five dragon heads hung down, and the dragon stared at Fairy Dragon.
"Naitar."
"You want to get involved in my affairs?"
She said, her voice layered, completely different from the pleasant tone when talking to Garos, and turned into a thick and dangerous low tone.
Naitar showed a distressed expression.
"There's nothing we can do."
"I'm scared to death, scared to death. You should also know how bad your reputation is. Who would want to provoke you?"
"But what can I do?"
"Titania said to me, Naitar, my dear, go and play with Tiamat... The queen said it herself, so I had no choice but to come in person. You know, I will never refuse, especially Titania."
"She looks as cute as me, but she's even more fierce than you when she's angry, really.
Tiamat's body leaned forward, and the five heads looked down at Fairy Dragon from different angles.
"You are here on behalf of Joyful Court----"
"Haha, a group of demon spirits who join a group to keep themselves warm are trying to interfere in my game? Naitar, for the sake of our past friendship, please step aside. I will not pursue it."
"But if you are ignorant, I don't mind crushing you, you know I can do it."
Fairy Dragon shook his head.
"No way."
"Unless you decide to crawl out of Hell yourself, cross the dimensional barrier, and come in your true form, in that case I will get out of the way immediately without saying a word and run faster than anyone else."
"Then----it's about Titania. You can talk to her slowly."
Tiamat was silent.
The true body has arrived?
She has no doubt that if she comes to Material Plane in her true form, she will face attacks from more than one High Deity in the next second.
Titania obviously has no such concerns.
At the same time.
Fairy Dragon turned to look at Red Iron Dragon.
He flew in front of Red Iron Dragon in a swish, raised his head and looked at him, his big round eyes suddenly became even rounder, as if he had seen something incredible.
"Wow!"
He let out an exaggerated yell, and two of his eyes even popped out of their sockets. They rolled around twice, but he pushed them back with the tip of his tail and stuffed them back into place. He even blinked to confirm that they were properly placed.
"So majestic, so strong, so ---- classy!"
"Great Red Emperor! Red Emperor Pale Star! Immortal Dragon! Lord of Sacred Aura! I am your loyal fan, the real one! I have heard all your stories."
"Aura! Aura! Aura!"
Fairy Dragon's body swayed and turned into countless Fairy Dragon. They cheered loudly around Red Iron Dragon, completely ignoring the tense atmosphere at this time.
Is this God?
Garos felt that Fairy Dragon in front of him seemed to have some mental problems.
All in all, it's not normal.
"Naitar, have you thought about it, is Joyful Court going to be my enemy?"
At the same time, the deep voice of the five-color dragon sounded word by word.
Hearing this, Naitar stopped cheering.
Those little clones dissipated one after another and merged into him again.
He lowered his head and said to Red Iron Dragon, "Remember to sign my name in the future. Just use your claws to make two cuts on my back. But you have to be careful and don't forget the difference in size between us. If you strike hard, I will become two halves."
"By the way, Titania also said that."
"Dragon God does not cherish his own people, but Fae Deity never hesitates to express love and acceptance."
"Hey, if you are willing to hang out with us Joyful Court, it will be difficult for Tiamat to harass you anymore. Besides, our Joyful Court is quite big and has all kinds of delicious, fun and beautiful things."
"As for now----"
"This is left to me first. The righteous Naitar will fight Evil Dragon Lord for 30,000 rounds, and then win the final victory! Haha, this incident will be recorded in my Story Codex and will be praised throughout the world!"
Fairy Dragon's tail flicked.
The colorful seawater suddenly changed its texture.
Like some kind of tough gummy, the seawater wrapped around Red Iron Dragon's limbs, wings and body, soft to the touch but full of toughness.
Whoosh.
Red Iron Dragon's body was ejected.
Passing through the sea, flying straight towards the sky, he didn't stop until he passed through the thick clouds and saw the clear sky above the dome.
Garos lowered his head and stared.
Below, the sea surface turned into colorful colors, all kinds of weird, and the coverage and depth were much wider than Asalia and Burning Frontier, almost extending to the end of the field of vision visible to the naked eye.
Rumble!
Colorful waves surge forward, stacking up one after another. Sometimes the sea swells into a hill, sometimes it collapses into a whirlpool, which is unpredictable.
Two Deity are fighting fiercely.
Such scenes are rare.
Garos's eyes were filled with bright light, Eye of True Sight stared at the colorful ocean.
However, the power of the gods blocked out any observation.
Garos couldn't see the specific battle process clearly. He could only see five-color lights and seven-color lights flashing alternately under the sea surface, forming a fleeting silhouette of a majestic shore.
"Who will win?"
"It should be Naitar."
he thought to himself.
After all, an incarnation is just an incarnation. No matter how powerful Tiamat is, it will be difficult to defeat a True God if he does not dare to come in his true form.
And although Naitar looks crazy, he is the true god of Joyful Court.
"Among these many planes and worlds, there are gods of order and evil and chaos."
"Gods from different camps have fought against each other more than once for their respective beliefs, ideas, and doctrines, and in these conflicts, the side of order often has the upper hand."
The giant dragon raised its head and looked up at the sky.
Order always wins, and Garos himself doesn't like a chaotic world. If he has to choose a certain camp in the future, he thinks he will be more inclined to the side of order.