Black Dragon Code

What do you mean? Caesar asked the Lord of Hell.

Holding up the divine fire and reaching the gods directly, we are experts in this kind of thing, because this way of playing is handed down from the monarch of the upper realm.

Azriels curled his lips in disdain, and said: Virtual godhead, you should have heard of it. Under certain conditions, the virtual godhead can accommodate godfire and godhead fragments, and an unstable and weak original godhead can be cast. Possessing The original godhead, in a sense, is the real god!

Caesar frowned slightly: Is there any chance of redress?

Where does it need to be remedied? How easy is it for you to become a true god?

Azriel's tone became vicious and ferocious, reappearing the aura of the abyss lord: If you want to become a god after obtaining the original godhead, you have to wait for a while until the rules of the astral world admit it. This is the first. Second, The guy who takes this road to become a god can only have weak divine power. What's more, after becoming a god, all the power comes from faith. Where can Monet find a wide range of believers who can provide strong faith? With his derivatives and ignorance The army? This idiot will only get weaker and weaker, and eventually die.

The Upper Realm has existed for tens of millions of years, and it is countless times ahead of Quel'Dorei. Most of the exceptionally powerful abyssal monarchs have the ability to hunt and kill gods. It is not difficult to rely on this road to become a true god. But in the star realm, When have we ever heard of a demon trying to play this way? Because we know it's not worth it, it doesn't make us stronger, it just makes us weaker and more limited. And in our In the eyes of the creatures of the upper world, the so-called gods are just a group of poor people who play with the rules and yearn for faith. These gods make all the forces of the astral world, the main material world, the half plane, and the elemental plane support hell, and they are nothing more than us. It's just a 50-50 split.

You talk too much. Caesar ignored Azriels' barking teeth and claws, and gave him a dissatisfied look: I asked Monet how to deal with it now, Great Lord of the Abyss.

I can't wait to see this idiot, so let's wait for it to become a god. The incarnation of a god consumes five points of its energy, and the casting of a godhead consumes two points of its energy. Later, your army will consume two energy points. Az Liers was rarely angry, and said in a calm voice, The original godhead is much better than Shenhuo.

The failure of the Dragon God and the Dragon Queen has greatly affected the morale of the giant dragons. The metal dragons and the five-color dragons are still fighting, but rational dragons know that failure is inevitable, and they need a new opportunity to restore the decline.

Monet retreated, letting his army block all possible enemies. The turbulence gushed out from the hole behind Monet. It was the superposition of the airflow caused by countless viper dragons shuttling. The dragons felt dizzy for a while, and the viper The screams of the dragons are issued at the frequency of infrasonic waves. The sound of tens of thousands of viper dragons screaming together is like an explosion of infrasonic waves. Imagine the scene of a big river bursting its embankment, and the torrents of water are rolling down like thunder.

This is the scene in front of me, the flood water gushes out of the cave and splashes, each spray is a viper dragon, with golden pupils and sharp claws, full of thirst for blood.

Caesar stood on the edge of the rock on the ridge, overlooking the deep black vortex. Thousands of vipers were crawling around Monet's huge body, and the body gradually withered. As Azriel said, it Can't wait anymore, after getting rid of the threat of Bahamut and Tiamat, Monet began to prepare to cast the godhead.

But the Lord of Hell’s estimate is also insufficient, because Monet is not stupid, it has not exhausted its power, Caesar watched Monet’s every move, and found that it was drawing power from the Viper to supplement itself, that is, Say: Monet would not allow himself to be so weak that he could not resist external threats.

It's really a cold and ruthless rational creature. It swallows its own derivatives to restore itself. Azriels saw the derivatives returning to Monet, and said coldly: These things are not only for war. Yes, for Monet, they are also a resource reserve. Black Dragon, is there any follow-up arrangement for the so-called alliance?

These armies...

Caesar was silent for a few seconds after speaking, No.

Azriel was also silent for a few seconds, and then his voice suddenly became lazier, Then we have to do it, after swallowing these spawns, it will become stronger, and I don't know if we wait any longer. Is there any chance?

There was a loud bang, the rock collapsed, and it seemed that a high-pressure gas explosion occurred where Caesar was standing. The air flow suddenly expanded, flying like sharp blades. A second spans.

Two seconds, four seconds, six seconds...

When the vision captured the figure of Caesar steadily again, he was already standing in front of Monet.

Viper dragons staggered and flew in the huge space, hissing, roaring, and scratching. They would attack anyone and any creature, but Caesar was not included, because the two swords that killed the giant snake proved that he could fight Monet. The mighty of dialogue, and such mighty are worthy to meet their lord.

Monet looked down at him with his head held high: Everything in the material plane, meet me, do you have anything to say?

Tsk tsk, you've already called yourself a god. The mortal creature of the material plane, the black dragon, is mocking you. These were the words of Azriels.

I know.

Caesar answered him, then raised his head: Hi, Monet. Let's fight.

Less nonsense, simple and rude, Caesar slowly grew more fine scales all over his body, and the scales were snapped together, like a deep black heavy armor. The flow disappeared in a flash, and Monet's head was cut obliquely.

There is no air flow, the air collapses in an instant, and the burning blade swayed by Caesar forms an arc-shaped vacuum area. The two demigods can do whatever they want in the main material world to defeat all obstacles. Monet hissed, and the dragon scales raged. Changing light flowed in the pupils, reflecting Caesar's figure. It was only one knife, which almost crushed its magic defense. Even the incarnations of the Dragon God and the Dragon Queen did not give it such a great pressure.

Roar!

Monet opened his mouth and roared, and the three heads in the middle of his body were exhaling. The airflow in his bloody mouth converged into a tornado of energy, which bombarded Caesar head-on, wrapped in scorching flames and dazzling electric arcs.

Caesar had nowhere to dodge, and could only face the energy flow forward. The seemingly invisible sharp blade in front of him split the arc of flames into two, and flowed left and right across his body.

The sheer load of this form of psionic defense made him cough up a mouthful of blood, but Caesar spat it on the ground indifferently and moved on.

The burning blade vibrated, like an abyssal lord recovering violently, let out a roar of Shen Xiong, and cut Monet's magic defense completely with the second knife.

Since I was born, in the material plane, nothing can fight me, and nothing can try to hurt me. Monet raised his head to the sky and hissed: Even the Dragon God and the Dragon Queen are not my opponents here. , what are you? I am the god of Quel'dorei, and I am immortal!

It's time to wake you up, said Caesar, throwing away his sword, and the blade plunged into the mud.

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