Black Dragon Code

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Kuntuta is holding a crab leg, sitting on the promenade of the ruins and eating silently. He has already fought against the sea clan army in the extreme north, and the leader is a multi-legged scorpion crab, which is slightly more powerful than the ordinary legendary realm , looks like generals, lords and other leaders.

The multi-legged scorpion crab is very good at fighting. It is familiar with the deep sea environment. Its carapace is extremely hard. In addition, it has 30,000 giant claw crabs under its command. It is quite a difficult opponent for ordinary land creatures. Unfortunately, it encountered It is a demon from the abyss.

Putting the crab legs into his mouth, chewing them twice, and spitting out the broken shells, Kuntuta kicked this little crab out of the recipe in his heart—after swallowing a huge amount of sea creatures, his body has recovered Seven seven eight eight, if he wants to fully recover, he has to find some high-quality food next, and eat less of it like the multi-legged scorpion crab in the future.

Kuntuta felt faintly uneasy, perhaps because of the pressure brought about by being noticed by the gods, or because of the keen intuition brought about by wandering on the edge of danger for many years, he felt that there seemed to be something following him. Behind him, following, following.

This feeling displeased Quintuta, so he decided to slow down, sit down, and wait.

A few minutes later, a huge whale shark swam into this sea area. The whale shark closed its eyes, but the exoskeleton on its head was shining. It slowly turned its head and hovered in the water.

Hu Ya saw the disappearing life energy, the wandering and entangled souls of the dead wandering around, crying and howling, and the high concentration of negative emotions oppressed from all directions, she realized that they had just died not long ago, and the incident happened not far from here .

The whale shark lord continued to swim, and then she saw the demon.

The King of Gluttony is sitting in the ruins of the deep sea. He is eating, immersed in the joy of chewing rich food, and the stars in the settlement are dimming one by one. In Huya's eyes, it is a dark and deep place with terrible gravity. The vortex, the vitality without any temperature exudes iron-like hardness and coldness, radiating naked primitive desires, twisted greed, and never satisfied.

The Balrog Lord left the starship and returned to the form of a huge and terrifying skeleton, and the fire burned in the sea.

Got you, he said.

Azriel.

Kuntuta continued to chew, with a deep sneer in his throat: I thought you would escape from Elradia and be a homeless dog in the star world, but I didn't expect you, a waste, to have the courage to appear in front of me.

Quintuta made a mistake, seriously misjudging the current situation, thinking that he was only facing Azriels, but did not notice that there was another presence on the scene. When he realized the danger, Caesar had already appear behind.

He saw a thick, barbed claw raised behind his back.

The next moment, the paw pierced through Kuntuta's chest.

Caesar, who was disguised in a humanoid form, held Quintuta's shoulders, slammed his right claw twice, smashed the heart of the Gluttonous King, spurted out poisonous blood like a fountain, and then withdrew his claws.

Hey...

Kuntuta groaned and took a deep breath. Before he could move, the giant claws crushed one of his heads, and the neck of the other was bitten off. His body was like a ripe fruit. The whole thing exploded, and the juice sprayed.

So fast.

The whale shark lord was amazed. She said before that in her eyes, Emperor Caesar was like a gentle and steady sun, and it was difficult to ignore him, but she had no idea when Caesar left the starship and when Appearing behind Kuntuta, the energy fluctuations generated by the actions of the Black Emperor were almost zero.

This kind of exquisite control over energy reminds Huya of the pale shadow in the legend. It is said that those evil beasts were born in the chaos of light and darkness, and traveled back to the place closest to the sea of ​​origin, also in this terrible way Assault on targets, culling legendary creatures and abominations, even some major gods have been attacked by them.

Is it over? the whale shark lord asked in surprise.

Azriels glanced at her, his disgusted eyes seemed to say something unknown, is the demon lord so easy to kill? Then he shook his head.

The blood in Kuntuta's body seemed to be squeezed out endlessly, but he didn't care, he just turned around slowly, and the bloody one eye on the half-hanging broken head looked at Caesar, and there was no anger or fear in his eyes Intense emotional expression can only be calmly looked at and examined.

With a muffled sound of broken bones, he broke the black dragon's claws, rolled and fell to the ground, then stood up, very embarrassed.

The Blackwing Lord of Elradia, eh?

Kuntuta gasped.

Caesar didn't return, moving his paws, feeling the characteristics of the opponent's strength. He didn't feel the exhaustion of vitality so far, so he guessed that the King of Gluttony didn't have the ability to directly absorb vitality. This demon needs to swallow its prey into its stomach to digest it.

No wonder Azriels dared to come, it turns out he has allies.

Kuntuta supported his neck with one hand so that his head would not fall off his shoulders, and the other hand held the hole in his chest. Both of these wounds looked extremely fatal, with blood gushing out from the gap between his claws , into the sea, forming a foul cloud.

The scene was horrifying, but he was just talking to himself, his eyes wandering between the black dragon and the Balrog.

Uh-huh.

Azriel smiled solemnly, and raised his foot forward: I dare to come because I have allies, what about you? How dare you come to Elradia to die?

Are you worthy of saying that?

Kuntuta laughed, the blood on his body stopped slowly, and looked at Caesar, there was no anger of being attacked by surprise in his eyes, nor fear of death, but only curiosity about the black dragon, as if he was seeing the black dragon for the first time. Some kind of novelty delicacy: You should keep attacking me.

The sneak attack just now was indeed unexpected. If you can continue to attack, join hands with the trash like Azriels, and don't give me a chance to breathe, maybe it is really possible to push me to a corner, but the chance is fleeting.

Kuntuta stored majestic life energy in his body. Under the action of these life energy, his injuries recovered quickly. A brand new head emerged from his shoulder, and the hole in his chest was smoothed out. The aura is rising steadily, approaching the critical point of the material plane.

You keep talking and procrastinating because you want to buy yourself time to recover. Of course I know. Is the regeneration okay? Have you recovered your strength?

Caesar twisted his neck, revealing his huge body. The steel-like black dragon stood in the deep sea, with sharp fangs and cold eyes: I haven't exercised my muscles and bones for a long time. It would be a pity to kill you all at once.