Drowning in the Gentle Country [Western Fantasy]

On the other side, in the infinitely extending darkness of the dream space, two beams of light, one purple and one red, suddenly descended from the sky at full speed, colliding with each other in the air at a speed invisible to the naked eye!Sometimes they snapped and bitten their claws together, and sometimes they turned around and breathed out the dragon's breath. The two beams of light that hadn't had time to subside in the pure darkness left a purple-red light and shadow.

At the moment when the two dragon shadows fell to the ground at the same time, the dust flew up and down like a rainstorm, completely covering all the visible range of sight. Immediately afterwards, there were two dragon chants that howled and cracked the sky. The broken soil was instantly dispersed, and the silhouette of the giant dragon gradually appeared after the suspended gray.

Fiori's condition was extremely poor, half of his body was crumbling, and all the broken skeletons were reduced to powder; but Wilt no longer had the physical strength to pursue the victory, and the soft back that lacked the protection of amethyst was burned by the refining flames from the bone dragon's mouth. It was solid and exuded a scorched black smell. His forelimbs rested on the ground, breathing slowly and calmly, trying his best to reduce the pain.

"Painful? As long as you touch my magic flame, your flesh and blood will rot. At that time, I will make good use of your keel..." Fiore said with a wicked smile, pulling half of his skull face, "What golden dragon? , the amethyst dragon, the angel—all have been reduced to ashes! And I will never grow old or die."

Wilt was not afraid of his threats at all. He endured the anxiety on his back and completely covered up the emotions on his face. Instead, he sneered and said, "Is this why you cooperated with Klein? I thought you were controlled by him." , I have to listen to him. Immortality and immortality... Heh, the dracolich will only be a disgrace to Longyu."

"I don't need to listen to anyone's instructions!" Fiore roared, the bone wings hanging on the other half of his body trembling, "You alien who has never been to the Dragon Realm! What right do you have to accuse me?"

While Fiore was talking excitedly, he gave all his attention to the purple giant dragon in the distance, so he didn't notice that another purple young dragon quietly flew behind him by the sand that was raised just now. Find the right moment for him to be distracted, suddenly appear like a ghost, and spit out a mouthful of hot flames at his wound!

"Roar----!"

Fiore twisted his bones in pain instantly, and the evil red light in his eyes showed his mania and madness.The dracolich only retained a weak sense of pain, and Sidi's weak flame was often innocuous to him, but this blow just hit his wound severely.He flicked his tail angrily in the direction of his surprise attack, the strength seemed to split the mountain in half, but Sidi, who succeeded in one blow, did not hesitate to fight, even before Fiore could react. I opened the teleportation space by myself, and used space magic to teleport and hide behind Wilt.

After hearing Fiore's angry roar, Sidi sneaked out of her little head again, covering her mouth and laughing: "Sidi, we must win!"

The moment Wilt discovered Sidi's sneak attack, his heart was in his throat. Fortunately, the young dragon didn't mention anything else, and he was still quick-witted.He had no choice but to say half-praise and half-threat: "If there is one, there will be another. Fiore holds a deep grudge, so take care of himself."

Sidi's courage is only so small, she nodded frantically, wishing to retreat to a place where Fiore could not see.

The Skeleton Dragon shook his head vigorously, the scattered skeleton made a loud "thud thump", his throat leaked hoarsely, and his eyes were fixed on Sidi who shrank his head.

"No, no, it's impossible...you're not the Amethyst Dragon!" Fiore said excitedly, his increasingly heavy breathing made Sidi, who was named, shiver, "This familiar disgusting smell...you are His offspring! Androne still alive? You—”

"Boom, boom, boom—!"

Fiori's crazily shouting and Sidi's rambling question "Who is Androne" were interrupted by the long-lasting roar, and cracks appeared on the ground under his feet in an instant, and countless huge pieces of earth and rock collapsed and fell to pieces. Into the cracked abyss, the earth is torn apart, and there is almost no foothold; the originally dark sky seems to be stripped of its outer shell, collapsing and sinking layer by layer.

Wilt took the lead in flying into the air, avoiding the thunderstorm and gravel that hit irregularly due to space distortion. Sidi clung tightly under his wings and screamed in a crying tone: "What happened!"

"The dream space is too unstable, it's about to collapse!" Wilt said eagerly, "Something happened to Ivydo!"

Far away in the dream space, Mephisto was sweating coldly, and the ring gems on his ten fingers shone brightly, trying his best to maintain the stability of the dream space. Beside him, the original owner of this space, the succubus Garen, was also trembling all over. help.He was not eliminated by Mephisto. The right to use the dream space requires the consent of the original owner. Mephisto agreed to let him go and got this space.But now, even if Galen is unwilling or resentful about this threatening "discussion", he can't attack, the dream space is about to collapse, and once he completely loses this domain, he can no longer even exist as a succubus.

But even with his help, this dream space that was forcefully stuffed dozens of times far beyond his own power is still on the verge of collapse.If the aftermath of the collision of the two giant dragons can be barely resolved, then here——the fierce battle between two people with godheads completely turned the dream space into a mighty existence in the storm.

The former God of Harvest made Ivedo's robes hang in the air, and the plain white robes covered the wheat rings around his feet and wrists, thus hiding the next direction of his shots; His body was no longer short and thin, his body swelled violently, his skin became hot and red, the muscles outside his chest showed scorching lines, and even his eyeballs turned a bloodthirsty red.

"You only attack the believers of the God of War..." Iviedo said coldly, the wheat ring on his left wrist condensed into a bow, "Using this method of devouring, is it also delusional to pretend to be a god?"

"Impersonating? Hahahahahaha!" Klein laughed loudly, the dream space that could not bear two divine powers at the same time began to shatter from his side, and the unstable transformation of the space made the wind and thunder from the outside world hit his ears from time to time.

"I am God, God is me, why should I pretend!"

Klein's blushing face became more vivid due to the excited speech, and his body, which had swelled several times, became stronger. His strength and speed surged in a straight line, and he attacked this side with his body without hesitation—he It also used the excellent space teleportation magic, with almost only one breath, not losing to the terrible attack of the dragon Fiore, and fell to Ivedo's forehead like Thor's hammer.

Ivydo retreated in an instant, dodging several times to avoid Klein's lightning-like hammering. The golden longbow condensed by the wheat circle on his left wrist shone brightly under the reflection of the lightning. His bare/exposed feet were like water Swimming fish without hindrance, tumbling, leaping and walking swiftly, with long dark golden hair flying freely along with it.Levitation in the air is easy, if not for the wrong timing, this scene is like a dance during the Harvest God Sacrifice!

Klein's attacks were resolved one by one by Iviedo, but he never stopped the attack. Instead, he intensified his attack, showing an evil smile in mid-air, and continued to attack regardless of the dream space that was cracked by the powerful divine power.At the moment of Klein's brief pause, Iviedo took a breath, found the right moment, drew his longbow fully, and shot a tentative arrow in the direction where he was staying—as expected, he was dodged.

"Who can afford it first?" Klein licked the corner of his mouth, "Is it this dream space? Is it the magic power of that amethyst dragon? Or... your only remaining power!"

Fiore has a lich skeleton that can be resurrected infinitely, and Klein himself must have left behind. As for this dream space, if it simply collapsed, it would only be unlucky for Galen alone, but this means that their battlefield will once again. Turning back to Tatari Town, when Wilt lost the power to shape the enchantment, even if Mephisto could temporarily help resist, the number of people affected would far exceed imagination.

And obviously, Klein now just wants to make trouble as big as possible. Innocent human beings are his bargaining chips. He not only wants to bring Wilt physical pain, dry magic power, power failure, and face failure, but also bring him Mental torture - watching the townspeople I wanted to protect being killed.

The consequences made Iviedo dare not imagine.

Thinking of the deep and gentle eyes of the giant dragon when he pierced the amethyst with his own spear, an inexplicable coldness climbed from his back to his head, and the feeling of fear made his heart and lungs fall into an ice cellar.The pain of not being able to think and suffocating breath gripped her heart hard.

A icy light flashed in Ivydo's blue pupils, and the other three circles of wheat rings under the robe were also faintly floating, "Zi Zi" exuding a fighting spirit.

"What's the reason you hate Wilt so much?" Iviedo asked casually, the bow and arrow in his palm lowered slightly, waiting for Klein's answer.

"His words ruined my image in the teacher's heart and ruined my bright future!"

Unexpectedly, Klein answered his question without hesitation. Although he didn't stop attacking, and even sped up the frequency because of this, Ivydo was almost unable to stand up when he was wiped by a huge fist full of lightning power. stable.

He barely stabilized his swaying figure with the golden bow, and at the moment of turning around, the wheat ring on his right ankle landed hiddenly not far behind Klein.

"How do you know it's because of his words?" Iviedo continued. In this attack, he left the wheat ring on his left ankle on Fiori's right side.

But Klein didn't answer him, as if suddenly realizing something, he turned his head sideways with his swollen face: "Your mind has always been very messy, and you were full of worries just now, but then you suddenly gave up everything... only two emotion..."

"One is reckless, and the other is...cautious when deceiving."

Ivydo's face changed drastically. He knew that Klein was good at mind magic, but he didn't expect that even he could be seen through. Although it didn't directly read the heart, what difference does this have from exposure?Sure enough, Klein's red eyes showed madness, and he threatened in a low voice: "What are you planning?"

The matter was urgent, and since the most guaranteed magic circle to kill Klein could not be realized, he had no choice but to settle for the next best thing.Ivydo's eyes flashed, and the long golden hair and the wheat ear patterns at the end of his eyes flickered at the same time. The two places he "left" on the wheat ring gathered a stunning golden longbow, and the sharp arrows on the bowstring were brilliant and luxurious. Already aimed at Klein in the center, and with this one in Ivedo's hand, Klein, the god-stealer, is inevitable!

"Whoosh-"

Gather together and shoot three arrows together!

"Boom!!"

Terrible smoke and dust erupted from the center of the arrow array, and the three golden longbows suddenly turned into broken gold dust, flying and sinking into an infinite dream. , Wilt and Fiore, who came from afar, also arrived.

A smile appeared on Iviedo's pale face, and before Wilt could express it, there was a slight movement in the center of the smoke.

The figure that absorbed the godhead and increased several times is gone. Judging from the outline, Klein has regained his thin and low appearance, and there seems to be a trace of breath, which is not surprising. No taller than the one he had stolen, and an imperfect blow could only cripple him.

"A life-threatening blow...hahahaha..."

Klein laughed hoarsely, and his whole body collapsed on the ground, seemingly unable to move.After the dream space stopped cracking, Mephisto also rushed over. He looked at Klein in the center of the smoke and dust, but couldn't say a word, but silently helped Iviedo.

Iviedo barely stood still, no longer shaking, and said in a weak but firm voice: "He killed the believers of the God of Harvest, and I must imprison him myself, Mr. Mephisto, I hope you have no objection."

Mephisto opened his mouth, then shook his head again, showing no objection at all.

"Very well," said Iviedo, who lifted his trembling right hand with the last ring of wheat rings, only to be interrupted by a sneer.

In the gradually dissipating smoke and dust, Klein, who had collapsed on the ground, was holding something in his hand. He lay down and looked up at Mephisto, who was trying to hide behind Iviedo. His red eyes seemed to swallow him up. "I saw your heart, self-blame, resentment, fear, regret... very good! It still hasn't changed at all!" He laughed again to himself, and suddenly raised the box in his hand, "Demon Dragon Fei Ori's soul, I command you to explode yourself immediately."

The one who reacted the fastest was Wilt. His complexion changed drastically and he raised his wings. He picked up Ivydo and Mephisto on the ground, and his voice changed sharply: "Go! Don't let his power overflow. Half a cent of this space!"

Iviedo had no strength left, but Mephisto stretched out his hand towards that side, "There is also Jodler's dream space—"

Wilt should have ignored it, no matter what Joedler or Chandler was, but Mephisto's voice was so desperate that he couldn't help but turn around.

After this pause, they saw an astonishing scene——

The bone dragon Fiori, who broke free from control, fiercely bit off Klein's entire throat.