Chapter 415: Euclahill (End)

A huge, irregular shadow envelops the earth. The adventurers raised their heads hard and planned to see what was covering the daylight, but only the large armor-like scales came into view. The inverted triangle shape was like a blade. The same winged wings, protruding knuckles and sharp barbs.
It moored in the sky, and the air rumbled.
Another dragon!
Black Dragon!
The adventurers screamed sporadically, more people were speechless, and their hearts seemed to be run over by torrents. The shock was not only that they saw two dragons in one day, but also originated from The sense of oppression on the verge of death.
When the black dragon's huge body appears, it seems that the whole world is squeezing in all directions, making you feel like your body is twisted and squashed. Fear, anxiety and trembling are mixed together, so that the throat and tongue lose the function of speech.
This is not Long Wei's suppression, but more like the smallness and powerlessness felt when gazing at the whole abyss.
Golden Dragon Stannis also felt that he was full of scales, his body was shaking involuntarily, and the battle was halting, before hesitating to say: Ancestral Dragon?
No, Elladia has only one ancestor dragon, the blue dragon Alex. Caesar lightly denied: I am Black Dragon, Stannis, have you forgotten?
Black King.
Of course, Stannis remembered that Caesar Targaryen, after seeing him, Jinlong was more than weak in momentum.
For the only true emperor in the north, different races in different regions have different names for it. Most of the northerly violent species call it the king of the dragon, the black emperor, and the metal dragon and the elven dwarf call it the black wing The king or the black king can also be regarded as a manifestation of camp division.
Why, you seem scared?
As Caesar said, he pulled the two skulls of the Mora snake together with the spine in his body: Don't worry, you know that I have a good opinion of the metal dragon family and a good relationship with the platinum dragon god.
What a fart!
Stannis worked hard to wipe the blood from the splashed face, black dragon, and you stole the dragon egg to modify the inheritance account. Your Majesty Bahamut has n’t settled with you yet. It ’s a good thing for everyone to be familiar, What happened to him just now, when he heard that Monet was Quirdore's war weapon against the dragon dragon, this guy seemed very excited?
The black dragon's body is fifty meters long, which is large enough in the huge species of Eladia that exists today, but there is still a long distance from Monet, but even so, the black dragon still has an absolute crushing advantage in strength. .
His small body easily dragged the nine-headed snake around, like pulling a huge ball of cotton. Monet's original heavy body and swiftness almost disappeared, and he was allowed to reverse at will by the black dragon emperor. Only the landslides and rolling stones brought about by the collision of the body can see some of its true weight.
Although possessing a monster-like self-healing ability, Hydra is not unable to feel the pain. The skull was pulled out along with the spine. The sharp pain caused it to become more vicious and violent, attacking any activity in the sight crazy. Creature.
Nothing can withstand the tsunami-like body of Shan Hu, except for greater pain.
Caesar grabbed it a little, and then used his neck to tie a few knots to the head of this ugly monster, which made Monet even more angry, but the more he struggled, the more he died of pain, and the pain subsided after a while. Afraid, curled back and wanted to return to his half plane.
As a result, he got into it halfway and was pulled back again and again. A head was lost again. The pain caused the tail of Monet's giant snake to slap on the ground desperately. The thorny mountains seemed to usher in an earthquake. The mountains shook again, and the road was sparse. I do not know how much collapse.
Monet stared at Caesar's, his mouth widened and healed, hysterical screaming, the cold tide coming from the face through the valley-frozen space.
Immediately after that, his face was smashed. Caesar just flicked his tail and shut it up, and said to himself, "You just told me that this monster was a war weapon created?"
Quel'dorei's evil creation.
Stannis nodded: This is a race that can only be described by madness. The concept of enslaving true dragons has led them to the end. After the great dragon and powerful dragon queen really came, these guys still do n’t know what they want. Resist. Claude Monet is a synthetic beast created by the ignorant Quel'dorei using the Io as a template.
Caesar looked at Monet's serpent that was roaring on the ground, and said, "It's nothing like that."
That seems to be the case now.
Stannis agrees: But at the time, Monet was the most feared enemy of all dragons. Quiltore, who has no taboos, created the foundation stone of the god-Shenhuo, and successfully implanted it into Monet. It may be too long now, and it has lost too many things, so it becomes like this.
and many more!
Stannis said, inadvertently seeing the black dragon's increasingly bright eyes, and suddenly cried: Caesar, what are you thinking? No, don't think about those that don't exist, kill it! Quiltore's technology is far beyond what this era can achieve. It will not become your puppet. You are playing with fire and setting fire to yourself!
I will kill it, but not now.
Caesar no longer looked at the golden dragon, and landed on the ground. The nine-color breath ran directly into it. The colorful colors on the black dragon's body continued to light up and extinguish. Click on the water splash, and it will disappear immediately.
Until the Monet serpent breathed out and dried up, the black dragon did not move.
Caesar looked down at the half-breathing body, which was completely covered by the black-red lava shell, some scales melted and dripped, and the stinging burning sensation was positively fed back to the nerves.
It can't be carried without injury, this is only legendary, much weaker than Azizil.
Caesar's body was repairing fast, showing the same self-healing ability as Monet, but still sighed.
The strong colony's armor gradually became weak. If Hei Meng had not moved, he had to find a way to upgrade himself and flew out of his head. He still has many other things to do.
Caesar approached the snake, easily tearing Monet's space blockade, stepping on it, cutting his flesh deep into the bone marrow.
The black dragon held the spine of Monet's serpent, groaned, flapped its wings, and lifted the hundreds of meters of monster into the sky in the crimson flame. The deadly enemy of the platinum dragon is Tiamat, and my enemy is Tiamat. I take it with you. You should be very happy.
Do not! It ’s different, alien dragon, you ca n’t understand what was born in that era
The desperate roar of Stannis, now the gap between him and Caesar is like a godsend, and he hastily shot to stop the Black Dragon Emperor from seeking death, and Monet was taken away.
Bang.
The serpent continued to twist and struggle, and then Caesar knocked down a mountain peak. After that, it was quite quiet, and was dragged away by the black dragon in the billowing smoke.
Flying high is a horrible thing, especially without any protection, when Caesar ’s degree passes over the sound, the violent air becomes sharp like a blade, leaving scars and holes in the snake, and at the same time During this period, Monet used the space ability of the psychic several times to try to break free of restraint, but with little effect, it was difficult for the legendary creature to approach the body of the demigod.
When Stannis rushed away with the adventurer and was ready to pray to his god, Caesar also returned to his kingdom, the Tuhala Desert, holding the serpent.
The giant claws stepped on the back of Monet's swollen neck and stepped one of its heads into the sand. The other eight were forced to bend down and bow. The strength of the rolling posture kept the cartilage of the cervical spine mourning. The remaining hard bone is still struggling to support the fragile blood vessels and nerves.
Well, I think the legendary monster will not be less intelligent than the Goblet, you should be able to understand me.
Caesar stared at the serpent with hatred and fierceness in her eyes and said: I want Euclashir, do you spit it out yourself, or do I take it out of your belly?
Monet clearly understood it. He stared at the black dragon for a while, and calmed strangely. The agony seemed to have taught him a lesson. After a pause, the big snake slowly opened its mouth and approached Caesar's mouth. Something came back in the skull.
The thing that was spit out was a branch, but it is difficult to describe its wonderful sacredness and solemnity even by using adjectives, but it is also possible to use only a few words-the branch of the world tree.
obedient.
Caesar put away the spotless twig, removed the paw from the top of the serpent, and treated it like a pet: let's talk about you next, Monet, you heard what the golden dragon said. I wonder, how did Quirdore create you?
Quiltore has nothing to do with me. This is the first time the serpent has spoken. Although the sound is jerky, it is clear: I am a derivative.
Caesar was a little surprised.
This is Monet Hydra. The serpent said calmly: The mother said that I was the child most like it. From your reaction, it was right.
Yes, the Hydra never acknowledged that he was Monet, but because of his final appearance and devouring Euclashir, Stannis's cognition was biased, and Caesar was also biased. .
This can also explain why the Hydra was like an ignorant newborn before. It was indeed just born, not the war weapon that Stannis said nearly 10,000 years ago.
Caesar slowly raised his neck ~ EbookFREE.me ~ took a breath: since it is just a derivative.
Do you want to kill me?
Hydra lifted his head and looked at the black dragon: But we still have to thank you, Euclashir is a small part of the seal and a gift from Monet. Balo Anub'arak I, and other derivatives, will be reborn with the mother's awakening.
Dragon flames swept, all ashes.
Has anything to do with me? Caesar pouted, stared at the branches of the World Tree, and then spread his wings to return to the Black Wing Capital.
At the same time, in the no-man's land of the Forbidden Mountains of the Ebb Kingdom, tiny cracks are spreading on the ground surface, and the space is shaking unceasingly, as if some unknown creature has hit the material barrier.
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