I, authentic, little sun

For this excuse-like rhetoric, Zhengzong rarely agreed. He watched the blood dripping from the black dragon and eroded the land, and he couldn't help showing a disgusted expression.

There is no way, the bloody tornado move just now, let alone the power, the disgusting person does have a skill.

"Ooooooooo!!!"

The black dragon roared in pain, but in the next second, its jaw that had been penetrated was healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It soared into the sky once again after it had fully recovered, a little jealousy flashed in its huge dragon eyes, and it spit out words.

"The powerful god species, why did you suddenly attack our family members? I don't want to be your enemy. If you agree to retreat, our family members will never have any entanglements with humans again."

The Demon King doesn't have an organ that can produce it, but as an "independent world", it can communicate with any creature without barriers.

Since he would say such words, it is obvious that this demon king has recognized Zhengzong's true identity——

Defeated the Flügel army by himself and wounded the unknown god species of Artosh, the god of war.

Facing the negotiations with the mutated phantasy species—the Demon King, Masamune replied with a hearty smile and said in an apologetic tone.

"Sorry, I'm also looking forward to the zeroth protection of the void, so can I trouble you to die?"

"..."

The black dragon was silent for a while, and then his tone became menacing: "It seems that there is nothing to talk about, I understand what you mean."

It used to be the highest race under the gods, and in terms of adaptability to elves, the phantasy was only ranked below the gods, and it was even more terrifying in terms of strength.

What's more, although there was a mutation, the Demon King did indeed have his hands on the creation authority of the gods, even if the created demons were only failures with worrying IQs.

As the saying goes...washing white is weak by three points, and blackening it is twice as strong!

It can be said that apart from the lack of "divine skills", no matter what aspect it has, it has the possibility of fighting with the first god in the sequence, and naturally it will not be willing to catch it without a fight.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho!!!!"

The black dragon suddenly opened its mouth wide, and the polluted red elves gathered. Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be a low humming in the atmosphere.

The red beam of light containing the energy of a huge elf was just released from the black dragon's mouth.

However, facing the bloody beam of light that could devour everything, neither Zhengzong nor Jibril showed the slightest panic on their faces.

Just kidding, although the fallen fantasy species are strong, compared with the fake magic strike of the Flügel army, the gap is not only a star and a half!

"Heh..." There was only a mocking chuckle floating in the air, and then Zhengzong faced the bloody beam of light, and swung out his right fist wrapped in golden flames.

Then, an unbelievable scene happened——

Compared with the huge black dragon, Zhengzong's small and "fragile body" hit the beam of light that devoured everything.

Not only did it not suffer any damage, but the beam of light shattered like a handicraft, and then the red elf energy was completely burned by the golden flame, disappearing into the air without a trace.

The attack didn't work, and the black dragon didn't choose to give up. It spread its wings and roared emotionally. Then, it covered the sky and the sun, as if the black beam covering the sky and the earth continued to hit the young man's figure.

But it's useless, this kind of offense that only relies on quantity and does not pursue quality, how can it come across authentic clothes corners?

"Where are you looking?!"

Suddenly, such a sentence came from the ear of the devil, and then it found that there seemed to be a little more weight on its body.

However, it is only now that I realize that it is obviously too late!

"boom!"

It caused the air to vibrate, and there was an explosion sound. Before the black dragon could react, it guessed that it was on its body with a powerful heavy step.

Even the black dragon's huge body couldn't resist Peiran's huge force, and it fell directly to the ground like a meteorite.

Not only that, but its chest seemed to be pierced through, bloody and bloody.

"Ow..."

The chest that was kicked spurted out dirty black blood, and the black dragon let out a heart-piercing scream, causing the earth-shaking body to struggle, as if trying to get up.

Chapter 575 Chapter 54 The Pillar of Shame

With a sneer on the corner of Zhengzong's mouth, he indifferently ignored the Demon King's struggle, then raised his leg again and stomped down.

The kick brought incredible power and incredible speed, directly distorting the space layer by layer, and countless cracks appeared around the void where he was.

With the sound of glass shattering, Zhengzong's right foot slammed into the black dragon's body again.

boom! ! ! !

The ground was trembling, and it was the long-awaited sound of explosions that shocked even the space, which was also mixed with the mournful roar of the black dragon.

bang bang bang-

Zhengzong just repeated the trampling action with such a cold face, and the lofty fantasy species roared unwillingly in humiliation, causing the sky and the atmosphere to vibrate, and the land also disintegrated.

Even if the opponent is the first-ranked spirit species, this attack method is too humiliating.

This caused a huge sense of shame to rise up in the distorted heart of the depraved fantasy, and suddenly ruthlessly made the strong energy circulate in the core of the body, turning it into a force to destroy everything.

Then, the polluted blood elf energy began to run wild, and the surrounding magnetic field and space were continuously compressed and vibrated.

The depraved illusions are shaking the laws of the world, even triggering the tide of elves here, and the power of the berserk elves is frantically gathering.

The pitch-black phantasy completely disregarded its own body, and spewed out surging energy towards Masamune behind him—"Bad release fusion world!" '

"boom--!"

Accompanied by the palpitating buzzing, the flames melted the sky and the earth into one.

In the strange blood light, the black dragon's figure suddenly became extremely blurry, and in the next second, it had abandoned part of its body, and it was instantly transferred to the air, while gasping for breath, it stared at the wound caused by the bad fusion world. sea ​​of ​​flames.

The depraved phantasy species couldn't see clearly what was going on with Zhengzong who was flooded with blood. It didn't expect this attack to kill the god species, but only hoped to hurt him, and then took the opportunity to escape by itself.

Releasing the "bad fusion world" once has almost dried up its core energy, and it will take at least a few years to recover.

Under such a huge consumption, even the Phantasmal would feel exhausted and lose most of its mobility in a short period of time, otherwise it would have slipped away by now.

It's a pity that the idea of ​​a fallen fantasy species is just a wish.

"Tsk... This move is still a bit interesting. Is this the strongest power of your phantom species?"

The authentic figure walked out slowly from the sea of ​​flames. There were burn marks on his arms, and faint white smoke rose from the surface of his skin.

However, these injuries seem to be only superficial, and they are still healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No matter how many times I have seen it, the master's defense is still unbelievable."

Jibril looked at Masamune who wasn't even burned, but could only be said to have been scalded, and exclaimed.

"The strongest power of the phantasmagoria was so lightly blocked...and this is when the master didn't use that armor."

"Damn!"

The Demon King secretly cursed, it has survived for so long, except for Artoxiu, it has never seen such an outrageously strong god species!

The gap in strength is too huge, seeing things can't be done, I saw that the eyes of the black dragon that slowly emerged from the clouds rolled.

It suddenly turned into a black shadow without any warning, like a huge meteorite falling from the sky, causing the air to spark red flames due to violent friction, and attacked heavily in the direction of Jibril.

It doesn't think that Bi Speed ​​will be the opponent of the gods. If so, it can only hope to use the hostages to save its life.

It's not that the Demon King is ignorant of the difficulty of the Flügel, and it's not that he hasn't heard of Jibril's vicious reputation.

It's just that these things are nothing compared to facing that perverted god-species...but it's nothing.

Seeing that the black dragon chose to attack Jibril, Masamune was not surprised. The harm of the two phases is the lesser.

Of course, he also trusted Jibril's strength.

If Jibril, who hadn't fully recovered, could have an advantage in the heyday of the mutated fantasy species.

So now the conclusion has been reversed.

Compared to the black dragon who had just suffered heavy injuries, Jibril, who had recovered more than half of her strength, was the advantage.

"Boom--!"

Accompanied by a berserk loud noise, a shocking shock of terror suddenly exploded, turning into a strong wind that was a hundred times, a thousand times more terrifying than a storm, and crazily vented to the surroundings.

However, under the terrible impact, Jibril, who was holding a lightsaber, did not take a step back, her eyes flashed with excited fighting intent.

The next moment, the black dragon flicked the giant tail like a blade attached to its back, causing a sharp trembling sound, and the terrifying power contained in it caused the air to twist slightly. .

However, at this extremely dangerous moment, a huge magic circle suddenly appeared in front of Jibril.

At the same time, the circle of light in her mind was also shining brilliantly, as if echoing with the magic circle.

Then, astonishing elves surged out from the magic circle, and in an instant, there was a howling wind, gathered together, gradually condensed into a column, and burst out suddenly.

The heaven-penetrating pillar of magic power collided fiercely with the giant tail mixed with terrifying energy, and exploded loudly.

The sound of the violent explosion can still be faintly heard even at a distance of a thousand meters.

"Hey, I, Jibril, will accept the head of the fallen fantasy species!"

Jibril was keenly aware of the opponent's weakness, and after a few strange laughs, she rushed towards the devil's core with a lightsaber in her hand.

Regarding this, Zhengzong clicked his tongue, and could only mourn in silence for the fallen fantasy species in the form of a black dragon in front of him.

You said how good it would be for you to die honestly under the hands of a god like me, at least there is still sequence suppression.

Fortunately, the Flügel, who was ranked sixth in the sequence, was attacked not by an army but by Jibril alone, and it was estimated that they would be crucified on the pillar of shame of the Phantasmal species.

Sure enough, the black dragon whose core was nearly exhausted did not last long, and was finally picked by Jibril who was waiting for work.

Of course, it doesn't matter if it's authentic, it doesn't matter to him who will kill the fantasy species.

Moreover, after hunting this phantom species, Sink Nirvalen's zeroth protection of the void is no longer useless.

In addition to being a little curious about its power, the most important thing is that, as the master, a bowl of water must be leveled.

After all, only when the two maids in the harem are in harmony can he make him even more vain...

Chapter 576 The Orc

At the same time, somewhere far away from the battlefield, three orcs stared blankly at the mushroom cloud that was constantly forming in midair.

"Oh my God……"

The three of them were wandering in the forest looking for food.

In this kind of world and era, it is not easy to secure food even for the Beastmen.

After all, there are few normal animals alive, and there are also limited other races that can "hunt" without taking risks.

But what they didn't expect was that the food was not found, but they accidentally saw such a terrifying scene. They looked at the distant sky, as if they had lost their ability to speak, and could not speak for a long time.

They had never seen such a terrifying battlefield.

Even with the arrival of the giants, the confrontation caused by the fleet of the goblins was not so exaggerated.

"Who is fighting the monsters?"

"Is it another high-ranking race passing by?"

Too many questions accumulated in their minds, making it impossible for the three orcs to accept too much cognition for a while.

At this moment, the orc's sensitive five senses smelled something unusual.

——It’s a human being. Although this monkey-like animal is not very tasty, it can at least satisfy its hunger.

The three of them communicated with a voice that only the orcs could hear, and they were very vigilant. In this battle, even if the opponent was a human, they should not take it lightly.

Therefore, the orcs quickly made the most favorable decision, surrounded and rushed forward, and then... bit each other's throat!

"...?!"

However, just as the teeth were about to fall, the three orcs trembled all over, and they all retreated back quickly as if they were bouncing off.

"As expected of a beastman, it's fine if you want to eat me—but I promise it's terrible."

"who are you?"

The three orcs asked warily about a creature that looked like a "human who spoke the orc language".

It's not that they haven't killed humans before, and it's impossible for ordinary humans to bring them such a terrible sense of crisis.