Duke of Grief

I didn't notice it before, but now I noticed!

Their surroundings have completely turned into a windless environment, and even the white clouds have stayed in place, unmoved.

Because of the previous battle, no bird could be seen in sight, so the tyrannical **** could not feel the surroundings so quickly.

They seemed to have entered a world of complete stagnation. Looking around, the grass roots lowered by the wind and the blown leaves were completely stagnate.

"The two legendary mages are outside the city, but if they launch the "legendary spell", they will certainly hurt the people in the city, so we can only use this trick!"

Cervantes had a bright sun on his face and a smile on his face. If it was not because the tyrannical **** knew why he laughed, he might also think that the black dragon had a "good" heart.

"Depending on the situation, the enemies on the side of the Master Tower have been completely cleared!" Then, the black dragon began to move its limbs and two dragon wings.

It needs a strong enough magic power to be able to expand the [Time Static] with such a large range. Only the [Time Static] with a large enough range can include the two legendary mages...

[Time still] does not really stop time, but only slows down the material activities in an area, but the caster itself can maintain the material activities around him, and the gods can surpass them.

There are only a few people in this area that have the ability to move...No, the black dragon is not a caster, even if he has a very close connection with that bitch, but he is not a caster!

The tyrannical **** made a rant: "Are you a "God"?"

"I just have some characteristics of the gods!" Cervantes replied with a laugh, and the smile on his face faded quickly.

"I will kill you in this time!" He took a deep breath, and the black dragon leaned down, posing.

The tyrannical **** frowned, looking displeased, and snarled, "I'm a god!"

The voice just fell, and the figure of the tyrannical **** and Cervantes disappeared at the same time.

The Evil God collided with the Black Dragon, and the huge force generated by the collision suddenly shattered the ground beneath their feet, and the cracks quickly spread in all directions.

The ground settled abruptly, but the aftermath caused by it could not even affect the grass that was already a little yellow at the feet.

The grass scraps were scattered in the air, and then blown away by the shock wave generated by the gods and dragons attacking each other, and flew to the higher sky.

The iron nails on the flail tore the dragon wings and scales, and the fists of flames and winds shattered the armor and shields, but everything was recovering quickly.

The fragments of the armor and shield are back in place, and the muscles and scales are healing and growing fast!

The flames burned the body, but in a second, the burns had disappeared; the blood and flesh on the shoulders were all torn off, but the broken muscles were reconnected.

The **** light burst into full bloom, and the tyrannical **** roared loudly: "Your power is constantly disappearing, and your recovery speed is constantly slowing down. You are only a legend at best, how can you defeat a god?"

Waving his hand away from the hammer that fell suddenly, the black dragon's head tilted back, and then hit the head of the tyrannical **** hard.

With a loud bang, both Evil God and Black Dragon felt dizzy, but even if their eyes were bloodshot, the madness in Cervantes' eyes remained undiminished.

The helmet on the head of the tyrannical **** was knocked down by the dragon's horn, and then it seemed that there was a sound constantly echoing in his head, constantly interfering with his thinking and recovery.

"because--"

A stream of light flew from the city of Wind, and scattered scattered spots of light on the earth when flying across the sky.

The light falls from the sky, and the surging divine power makes the weak body of the black dragon refill.

Cervantes grumbled, "I also have a **** behind me!!"

No **** can easily lend his own divine power to others, especially when it is impossible to return to the kingdom of God, and it is particularly difficult to accumulate divine power!

However, there is a **** behind Cervantes. She has no bottom line trust in this black dragon. This kind of unreserved trust can make her do anything that seems to be'out of the ordinary' in the eyes of other gods. .

The dragon laughed violently, clenched his fists tightly, and then his arms turned into phantoms, constantly bombarding the body of the tyrannical god.

Every time he hits, a slight energy is sent into the body of the tyrannical god, he can also feel it, but he can only support it at this moment.

His feet had fallen deep into the earth. The **** of tyranny was holding a shield and his left arm was protecting him. Even if the shield was broken, the armor was broken, and the arm bone was broken, he had not stepped back half a step!

While defending Cervantes' increasingly insane offensive, he flung the flail crazy to attack.

The fist fell like a raindrop on the shield, armor, arm, helmet, face, breastplate, chest, but the tyrannical **** still did not retreat!

"what!!!!!"

"what!!!!!"

The roar of the evil **** and the black dragon rang through the sky at the same time, and even the earth shivered for it.

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If he retreats here, his defense will be broken and he will be attacked more intensely, so he cannot retreat!

Flail tears Cervantes' muscles and scales all the time, and his great power is destroying his bones every moment.

At this moment, the Black Dragon had blood flowing, and his body was covered with bruises!

"Burst! Burst! Burst! Burst! Burst!"

Every time the roar sounded, a part of the tyrannical god's body suddenly burst open, and then healed quickly.

The violent energy flowed through the body of the god, but even if the heart was detonated and the head was shattered, the tyrannical **** never gave up defense and attack.

He is not dead yet! ! !

Both Evil God and Black Dragon gave up other attack methods, and fell into a complete brutal gladiatorial fight, which was the one who fell first!

The radiance of ‘divine nature’ penetrated the dragon’s eyes and reached the spirit of the gods.

This black dragon already has the qualification to become a god, but he did not choose to become a god...Why? why? why?

The tyrannical **** gritted his teeth and glared his eyes, even if his eyes burst again and again, but he never looked away.

"why?!"

Even after the jaw was crushed, the tyrannical **** still flicked his tongue and yelled angrily: "Why don’t you have "Goddess"? With so many things, why aren't you Gods?"

Why... why do I have so many things, but have not yet chosen to achieve the ‘God of God’ that he once struggled with?

Anger, jealousy, resentment!

The tyrannical god’s madness is mixed with these emotions. After becoming a god, he agonized and exhausted to perform his ‘priesthood’, but for this black dragon, everything is within his reach, but he does not do that. !

"Because, Lao Tzu, don't need!!!" Cervantes burst out again, letting the tyrannical god's chest burst open, exposing the white sternum and **** internal organs~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he The purity in my eyes... makes me jealous!

At this moment, the black dragon's eyes are still clear, and there are only madness and killing in his eyes!

Yes, he is jealous, so besides ‘hate’, this is the most important reason why he wants to kill this black dragon...

"I'm jealous of you!" The tyrannical **** suddenly laughed, and an abnormally twisted smile appeared on his broken face.

"So, I'm going to kill you!"

A strong shock wave suddenly rushed out of the tyrannical god's chest, flying Cervantes out.

The tyrannical **** grinned wickedly, and endless evil brewed in the heart of this evil god.

He walked forward steadily, approaching step by step. Eventually, his body turned into a black shadow, appeared in front of the black dragon, and raised his flail high.

"I'm going to kill you!!!"