Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Above the war legion, there was a huge flame. The mythical giant floated in the air, directly carrying all the ice cones with its body. They melted into boiling magma without any hindrance, and splashed out in the giant's burning flames. spark.

Because he went up to intercept the leader of the giant dragon, Medici briefly handed over the "spiritual communication" authority of the war legion to Ourolius who stayed below.

Among the war legions below, only Ourolius did not have to worry about losing control when looking directly at the mythical form. He raised his head, his gentle eyes without much change, still staring at the back of the flame giant.

Silver rivers flowed in Ouro Leus's eyes. His eyes stung slightly, but he never looked away, preparing to activate the power of "restart" to bring Medici back from the edge of reason.

Without Ourolius in the team, Medici would not have taken such risks. Just because he knew someone would guard his retreat, he could safely leave his back to his companions.

The giant dragons are not afraid to look directly at the battle in the form of mythical creatures. Even if their spirits are shocked, they, who mostly follow the "dragon" path, can use "pacification" to stabilize their own state more quickly.

The flame giant's body is not as spectacular as the giant dragon, but it is enough for Medici to hold the white giant dragon at the front. After getting closer, the fighting style also turns to a more straightforward fight - the fist covered with flames is vigorously waved upward. The blow landed fiercely on the white dragon's jaw.

Ouroleus suddenly looked away and stared at the point where the destiny was violently disturbed. He glimpsed a black shadow of death: "Sarah, everyone moves, 30 meters to the left, and the right wing is ready for battle."

Ouroleus's voice was directly conveyed to the entire team. Under the connection of the "War Bishop", all individuals were just part of the whole, and everyone understood it deeply.

The lady at the back of the team, whose robe was inlaid with gems, waved her hands in the air again. She tore out a "channel" that was enough to accommodate the entire team, and then everyone landed steadily thirty meters away on the left, with their center of gravity Not even much of a shake.

It was obvious that they had long been accustomed to such sudden changes of position.

A giant cyan dragon emerged from the air and pounced heavily on the position where everyone was standing. Because it found nothing, the giant dragon roared angrily.

The young man headed by the right wing had a serious look on his face. He had already prepared it before the transfer. As soon as the team arrived, he immediately raised the sword in his right hand towards the giant dragon and shouted in ancient Hermes: "deprivation!"

The "plague storm" that the giant dragon originally wanted to launch was suddenly blocked. Such a development that went against the idea caused its long tail to slap heavily on the ground, sweeping up large sections of tree trunks and falling towards the team.

The lady with countless filaments coiled around her body stretched out her hands and made a graceful circle in the air. The black flames almost formed a living snake, pouring into the air along the invisible spider threads, quickly burning most of them. obstacle.

Falling splinters of wood scattered over them, feebly bouncing off their armor.

The giant cyan dragon spread its wings, and just when it was about to fly again, the shadows under its feet suddenly squirmed, and another pure black dragon made of shadows floated up from the soles of its feet and pounced on it. The body of the giant cyan dragon began to bite fiercely.

And everyone in the War Legion seized this opportunity.

Ouroleus's faint "attack" made the "Hunter" team led by Medici shout, bursting out with a completely different and huge enthusiasm and fighting spirit.

The flames exploded, blending into each other, forging themselves into sharp blades and slashing out.

All Extraordinaries with long-range attack or restriction methods are actively using their extraordinary abilities to assist the shadow, hoping to seize the time to kill the giant cyan dragon as soon as possible.

Ouroleus' eyes fell back on the flame giant. Medici was still maintaining the form of the mythical creature. Even from a distance, Ouroleus could faintly hear Medici's uncontrollable laughter.

The giant dragon was biting the body of the flame giant, and what faced it head-on was boiling magma blood and a fist that set off a heat wave.

Medici was fully enjoying the sense of conquest brought by the battle, including the painful part, consuming his spirituality almost desperately, and then drawing the power to keep himself alive from the process of fighting.

Blooming by burning.

——

Daribog stood in the sky, and the many giant dragons rushing towards him seemed to be able to crush him directly if they got closer.

"clang--"

The mighty bells rang out from the tiny figure, resounding through the sky and over the entire "City of Miracles".

One of the scale symbols lit up, and all the giant dragons slowed down, as if they were stuck in an invisible quagmire. The passage of time was delayed, their eyes were still angry and ferocious, but they could no longer get closer to the figure.

“He rains down coals of fire and brimstone on the evildoers; He punishes them with blazing fire.”*

Dazhberg's voice was not strong, more like a whispered prayer.

He raised the cross on his chest high, and a light so bright that it could eclipse all colors rose from his hands. A circle of solar prominences emitting extremely pure temperature and energy burst out from his body, as if from the horizontal horizon. The dusk that was picked off directly:

A fiery red ribbon, a long whip to flog foreign perpetrators, and a shock wave that can cut through the defenses of any giant dragon, declare the power of the true god.

A shrill and angry roar sounded from the depths of Ludwig. The leader of the dragon clan realized something, but it was too late. When its huge body flew up, it could not catch up with the speed of the sun.

"Dang——dang——"

The bell rang again, and the second and third scales lit up one after another.

At the moment when the solar prominence swung towards the giant dragons, time had already broken away from its bonds. The light of the solar prominence passed through between the giant dragons without any hindrance, directly dividing their bodies horizontally into upper and lower parts.

There wasn't even much blood or organs pouring out of the penetrated area. The flesh and blood began to coagulate and melt the moment it was burned and cut away.

This was a silent capsize. The giant dragons didn't even have time to howl before their heads were detached from their necks, their wings were cut off from the roots, and their lower limbs were separated from their chests. A large number of giant dragons stared blankly at the sky until they were completely dead, their empty eyes lifeless, leaving only confusion.

Dariborg lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the giant dragon king flying out from the "City of Miracles".

"Dragon of Fantasy" Angelweed.

After witnessing the death of his people because of his carelessness, he could no longer endure it and decided to fight it in person instead of avoiding the new gods with underground aura.

"clang--"

The fourth bell sounded more like announcing to the sky that everything in the field had been cleared.

The dead dragons fell from the sky, like mountains collapsing one after another. The dragons who were lucky enough to survive the prominence had a strong sense of fear due to their survival instinct, and subconsciously retreated away.

Angelweed's roar sounded, trying to drown out the ethereal bells.

The spiritual puncture of "Dragon Breath" and the shock of "Dragon Power" came together with the roar, which even contained more hidden will interference.

Angelweed stared at the opponent eagerly, differentiated a virtual personality and wanted to sneak into the opponent's spiritual island. He tried to use the power of "insight" to spy out the loopholes in the soul. Since this new god can be infected with the aura of the underground, he must There is a fear of being exploited.

"Dang——dang——"

Dariborg just stood quietly in the air. The roar could not make him move, let alone make him fearful. He just rolled up the corners of his white robe.

Angelweed cannot shake the sun that stands between heaven and earth.

He couldn't find someone who should be similar to himself, originating from the shadows and fears deep in his soul. There was no sign of being corroded by underground power on the other party's body.

This is unreasonable, this is impossible!

The ending that Angelweed had left and imagined before leaving Levished was twisting in an unknown direction, and he felt extremely clearly that it was all uncontrollable.

Are things heading towards a situation that He cannot reverse immediately?

"Dang——dang——dang——"

The scale symbols were beating one after another, emitting a strange glimmer of light, and the blazing sun's light around Darborg became more intense. He sighed softly, but only Angelweed heard the slight voice:

"Is this what you're looking for?"

The shadow curtain that had been floating behind Dazhberg suddenly cracked, and Saslier's figure stood in a chaotic ocean, meeting Angelweed's eyes.

The offensive was reversed in an instant, and the one who had been caught with the loophole in his mind completely turned into Angelweed who rashly stepped into the trap. The moment he was lured away from Levished, another ending was already in the opponent's hands. Written down.

Even just such a glimpse of the waves mixed with various colors is enough to awaken Angelweed's strongest fear.

"Dang——dang——"

Suddenly there was a roar from the direction of Levished.

Angelweed's mental loophole was suddenly widened. He had absolute control over the city he imagined, so he naturally knew what was happening.

There is an insider, there is a traitor within the dragon clan, someone attacked his city from the inside...

Daribogping raised his hands and spread them upward, while Saslier, who was hidden behind the shadow curtain, made the same movement, just like the shadow of the sun, making the shadow and light merge into one for a short time.

Angelweed sets off a destructive wave in the sea of ​​subconsciousness, trying to confuse and divide the synchrony between the two.

Dariborg's golden eyes also reflected the colors of the chaotic ocean, and he spoke again:

"The guilty shall be judged."

The light and shadow merged, and a sun lit up in the sky, enveloping Angelweed.

The dragon's voice of curse and resentment echoed in Daribog's consciousness:

"Impossible! Your ending will only be more pathetic than mine! There is absolutely no way you can touch that ocean unharmed! Unless you -"

"clang--"

The shadows of the twelve scales under Daribog's feet all lit up.

Announcing the death of the "Dragon of Fantasy" to the world, this is the end of the "City of Miracles" falling to the ground.

*Psalm 11:6

The template of the ancient sun god is really big. The male protagonist...

I've tried my best, and I hope the impression won't be too bad. It's all based on my imagination. If there are any differences from the original work, please correct me.

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