Black Dragon Code

Caesar bared his minions and appeared in front of Monet in the form of his body.

He didn't say a word, he came up and pounced, screaming and running, and swept his wings back. This huge black dragon exploded at an unimaginable speed, the air exploded, and a sound cone of flame appeared behind him, and the same sound cone was also behind Monet. In a flash, the two sides were evenly matched and clashed at the speed of capturing the sound.

The air between the two sides was compressed to the limit by the speed, and the wind with a speed of 500 miles per hour swept across the entire mountain range. In the thunderous sonic boom, the two sides collided with flesh and blood. At the same speed, Monet, who was bigger and heavier, took the lead. It has obvious advantages, it makes a tsunami-like sound, pushes the black dragon back with huge kinetic energy, and glides with its huge body sticking to the ground, while the wind, flames, thunder and thunder fly sand and rocks under the colorful dragon wings.

Monet kept pushing Caesar onto the cliff, and the cliff cracked and collapsed due to the impact. The monster raised its nine heads and hissed to the sky. Its posture of attacking Caesar was like a giant whale killing an eel. Waves can wipe out the other party.

But this eel is not so fragile, and there is extraordinary power in its body.

Monet's body suddenly became short, and it didn't kneel down. This near-God monster would not kneel down like any other life, but the sudden pressure of the mountains made it have to bend down, and its head with its teeth and claws was bent. a little.

"Law and Kingship." An indifferent voice came from the mountain.

The chaotic rocks collapsed, and among the broken rocks splashed one after another, Caesar flew up into the air like a ghost, climbed up Monet's back lightly, broke the roots of Monet's wings, and the mountain-like membranes hung down slowly and feebly. , Monet is like a volcano erupting blood, from the wound erupts hot blood rushing to the sky, and then the blood boils into red hot steam.

Monet howled and waved the long tail made of jagged spines. This is the ugliest and most embarrassing part of its body, but it is still a very powerful weapon. The long tail twisted like a python, and the bone spurs on the edge were glowing with blades. As pale as white, the black dragon blindly stings its back, forcing Caesar to leave its body.

"Roar."

It roared wildly, its pupils were bloodshot, and its face was ferocious. Although the injury could heal quickly, the blow to its momentum and belief was not so easy to erase. It was injured, and the attack from the material plane was the opponent it hated the most. dragon.

"Incompetent fool, without the protection of the gods, do you think you can survive?" The huge claw cut through the air and slapped Caesar, but was avoided.

A tsunami-like dark green poisonous mist spewed out from Monet's mouth, melting the space itself. Caesar's spiritual defense collapsed after a few seconds. The cold ice is immersed in the hot oil, and the strong energies of different species clash violently,

Hundreds of small gaps were torn from the black dragon's body, and dark golden blood gushed out of his body as if out of control.

Caesar frowned, this feeling was not good, as if countless sharp swords were coming in and out of every part of his body, he accelerated his speed, trying to get out of the area covered by this toxic substance.

What's more frightening is that Monet has already cut across the only way he must pass to retreat.

The huge monster stretched out its sharp claws, grabbed the black dragon's body, and restricted his movements. Monet's ferocious expression disappeared, leaving only a stern smile of success. Its sharp claws suddenly exerted force, and said proudly : "You're done, Fanwu."

Caesar smiled: "Who is finished?"

Behind Monet, endless flames rise from the ground and force the sky, like an overwhelming tsunami, but this tsunami is red, and every wave is a jumping fire.

The waves burned down the valleys and destroyed the mountains. They slammed on Monet with a force of tens of millions of tons, pushing him into suspension. He had to let go of the black dragon in his claws, and uttered annoyance and pain amidst the flames. roar.

The flames bypassed Caesar, and the demon lord Azriels emerged from the sea of ​​flames: "Can you do it?"

"What do you think?" Caesar asked, "Why so slow?"

"I still want to ask you, throw me 'dang' aside, I don't know what you are going to do. Go up and start fighting. I thought you were confident enough to fight."

Azriel muttered dissatisfiedly: "I don't even have time to introduce myself."

"Lord of the Abyss." Monet stood up again and stared at him.

"That's right." Azriel nodded: "I am an extraordinary existence from the upper realm, the master of the 601st floor of the abyss you call, the king of the Hell, the flame lord Azriel..."

Before he finished speaking, Monet on the opposite side had already started to inhale deeply. All of its nine heads opened their mouths, and a huge amount of gas was swallowed by Monet. Its movements were so violent that it formed One has a tornado storm, and the flames of the Lord of Hell are swayed and extinguished in this storm.

"Do you remember how the Dragon God and the Dragon Queen disappeared?" Caesar squinted at him.

"Of course I know." Azriels said, squinting his eyes, the power roared and surged in the elemental body: "This damn guy, he didn't listen to me to finish my sentence."

Caesar also began to inhale. He didn't need to ingest a lot of gas, but the criss-cross cracks on his chest had already been ignited into a fiery golden color. The nuclear fusion reaction appeared in the body of this modified dragon, and a steady stream of fusion nuclear energy was coming from him. The heart is sent to the base blood vessels, the ejection sac and the mandible of the mouth.

There were more significant reactions on the surface of the black dragon. The chest was filled with golden cracks spreading from the end, like golden silk coils connecting Caesar's whole body. Like a white and blazing sun, the golden waves spread out in ripples and materially.

"Boom, boom!!"

Monet took the lead. This time, what it spit out was not a black hole, but a nine-color breath like the giant snake Hydra, but the energy response was several times stronger, and it was as destructive as the legendary "Bahamut's breath" , The strong wind, flying sand and rocks are just a prelude. After leaving Monet's mouth, the nine-color breaths are entangled and merged with each other, and finally become a state of chaos without distinction.

Caesar opened his mouth, and the large particles visible to the naked eye gathered in front of his jaw, and then shot forward quickly as if gaining kinetic energy to form a flickering light. When the light disappeared, a white beam of light erupted from the black dragon's mouth.

Azriel is also in action. He is not a dragon, and the energy burst terminal is not in the mouth, but in the eyes. The eyes of the Lord of Hell are filled with raging fire, and then converge into two red streams of destruction.

Monet fought against Caesar's Fusion Breath and Azriel's Destruction Flame with Chaos Breath.

This is a competition of pure energy intensity. Although Monet is strong, there is an upper limit after all. The Black Dragon Emperor and the Lord of Fire Prison are not ordinary demigods, but the best among demigods, so although Monet did not expect it, but It is inevitable that it will suffer and fail in this duel. After a brief stalemate, the energy of Caesar and Azriels quickly suppressed Monet, annihilated its chaotic breath and pushed it back.