Archdemon

"Boom!!!"

The terrifying power sprayed directly from Tiamat's mouth towards Bahamut's temple. The attack collided with the temple's shield, and a huge roar broke out.

The clouds in the sky of Mochulia were blown away by the violent explosion.

The whole of Mochulia seemed to hear the roar and feel the violent attack.

In the temples everywhere, the statues here began to emit a subtle breath.

The masters of these temples, the gods of the spiritual world, have shifted their sights to these statues.

Some gods murmured: "Tiamat is here again?"

"This time, how long will he last before being driven away?"

Some gods also looked at Thom who was rushing towards Mochulia from outside the void.

This powerful god with medium divine power quickly passed through the void and entered Mochulia to support Bahamut's temple.

Even in the temple, there were flashes of divine light, and the servant gods from the Kingdom of Bahamut descended into the temple one by one.

These servant gods, whose strength was at the level of Huiyue, were all ancient dragons or ancient dragons, and had embarked on the road to becoming gods.

Under the protection of the temple, the giant dragons launched their attacks towards Tiamat.

"Waste!"

Tiamat hovered in the air, roaring wantonly.

Then, the violent magic power on his body was quickly mobilized, and a gate composed of spells appeared in the sky of Mochulia.

Class Spell: Kingdom of Dragons!

"Roar!"

"Roar!!"

"Roar!!!"

The roars of dragons resounded in the sky, and the next moment, the gate in the sky was completely opened.

Behind the door, there were densely packed evil dragons, red dragons, blue dragons, black dragons, green dragons, and white dragons!

One by one, the projections of legendary dragons, ancient dragons, and ancient dragons rushed out from behind this magic door.

The sky of Bahamut's temple was full of circling and roaring five-colored evil dragons.

Huo Ling looked at all this with envy from below. Huo Ling also wanted to have this kind of magic.

But the difficulty coefficient was too great. Tiamat was the blood source of the five-colored evil dragons. He could pay magic power to summon various powerful dragon projections.

But Huo Ling couldn't do it. The giant dragon projections that Huo Ling could summon now were those under the brilliant moon.

If he wanted to be like Tiamat and shout out so many legendary dragon projections in one voice, he might have to wait until the number of his blood descendants increased and his strength became stronger.

This was obviously a long process, not something that could be achieved in hundreds or thousands of years.

Huo Ling twisted his neck. This time, he was not going to cast a spell, but to use his real dragon body to fight.

Over the years, his spellcasting ability has been able to resolve most battles, and his dragon body has no place to use.

"Roar!!!"

Accompanied by a roar that resounded throughout the Mochulia Heaven, a huge and ferocious dark red dragon appeared in the sky.

The dragon that Huo Ling transformed into was more than 360 meters long, and its wide wings spread out, covering the entire sky.

There are four horns on his head, two of which are dragon horns and the other two are devil horns.

Sharp bone spurs extend from the back of the head to the dragon's tail. On the dark red scales, runes appear and disappear. In the golden sunlight, the scales look even thicker.

In the temple of Bahamut, there are many dragon believers, including humans and real dragons.

A real dragon whose strength has just reached legendary level looked at Huo Ling's huge body in the air.

Just a glance, and he was completely terrified.

In his eyes, Huo Ling's body was constantly expanding, and the golden light was no longer visible in the air, but a gray-black aura of fear.

Countless dead souls, skeletons, and the fear of various creatures condensed into substance here, flying in the smoke and wailing.

Behind Huo Ling, there was a sea of ​​blood and corpses, and the remains of various creatures were revealed.

Just a glance, the eyes of this legendary dragon were already stung and shed blood and tears.

This time, he could exert 50% to 60% of his ten points of strength, which was not easy.

"Which dragon god is this?!" A legendary dragon asked in horror.

No one, no dragon could answer his question.

Because the ancient dragons and the ancient dragons were busy attacking or defending against Tiamat's attack.

And those legendary dragons, sanctuaries, and even believers with lower strength were in a worse state.

Some were even affected by Huo Ling's aura of fear, destroying their minds, and fired at their companions in the surrounding positions.launched an attack.

Although such a commotion soon subsided, it had a great impact on the morale of the defenders.

The ancient dragons and ancient dragons who recognized Huo Ling were all bitter in their hearts.

When they saw Huo Ling's iconic four horns, such a huge body, and dark red scales, they already knew who this was.

The one who appeared outside the temple was:

Avernus Purgatory Lord·Lord of the Floating City of Destruction·The First Pope of the God of Dawn·God Slayer·Desecrator·Enemy of the Abyss Demon·Death Ruling·Sun Master·Evil Hell Flame Dragon Emperor: Huo Ling!

Each of these titles was not given by Huo Ling himself, but was crowned by his enemies and opponents.

Behind each title, there are countless enemies' blood and tears, and countless lives have fallen, which has led to these terrifying titles.

At this moment, many dragons really felt despair.

This may be because of Huo Ling's strength, or it may be because of the interference of Huo Ling's fear aura.

But in any case, the guards defending the temple felt fear for the first time.

In the past, this temple might be attacked by Tiamat every few decades, or one or two hundred years.

Although it is troublesome, it is not a big deal for the guards in this temple.

Because they can hold on for a long time just by relying on the temple, and those servant dragons can get Bahamut's infinite divine power infusion, which is very useful in the battle.

And the god of loyalty, Torm, will soon join the battle, and Tiamat will flee in disgrace every time.

But this time is different, and there is another existence comparable to the powerful divine power joining the battle.

This time, in the hearts of several ancient dragons, they are also confused. Can they still repel Tiamat this time?

"Heresy!"

"Don't be so arrogant!"

A majestic voice came again in the air of Mochulia.

God of loyalty, Torm!

Already arrived at the battlefield!!