Chapter 458: Monet (4)

"What do you mean?" Caesar asked the Lord of Fire.
"Hold up the fire and reach the gods directly. We are experts at this thing, because this gameplay is passed from the monarch of the upper world."
Azliers scorned and said, "The virtual godhead, you should have heard. Under the conditions, the virtual godhead can contain the fire and the godhead fragments, which can cast an unstable and weak native godhead. Have The native godhead is, in a sense, the true god! "
Caesar frowned slightly: "Is there any chance for remedy?"
"Where do you need remedy, how easy is it to be a true God?"
Azrilse's tone became fierce and fierce, reappearing the spirit of the abyss lord: "To get the original godhead, if you want to become a god, you must wait for a while until the rules of the astral world recognize that this is the first. Second, Those who succeed in this way can only have weak divine power. What's more, after becoming a god, all the power comes from faith. Where can Monet go to find a wide range of believers who can provide strong faith? With its derivatives and ignorance The army? This fool will only become weaker and weaker, and eventually die. "
"The upper world has existed for tens of millions of years, and I do not know how many times ahead of Quirdore. Most of the particularly powerful abyss monarchs have the ability to hunt deities. It is not difficult to rely on this path to achieve the true god. But in the astral world, When have you heard that a demon has tried this kind of gameplay? Because we know very well that it is not worth it, it will not make us stronger and stronger, it will only make us weaker and bring more constraints. Moreover, in us In the eyes of the upper world creatures, the so-called oracles are nothing but a group of poor insects who manipulate the rules and desire for faith. These oracles allow all forces of the astral plane, the main material plane, the half plane, and the element plane to support hell, but they are nothing but us It ’s just a matter of five or five.

"You talk too much." Caesar disregarded Azrials's teeth and glared at him with dissatisfaction: "I asked Monet what to do now, Lord Abyss."
"You can't wait to see what this idiot looks like, then we'll wait for it to become a god. The incarnation consumes five points of force, and the casting of the godhead consumes two points of force. Later, it will make your army consume two points of force." Az Lears was rare and lifeless, and his voice was faint: "Native godhead, how can it be better than fire."
The failure of the Dragon God and the Queen of the Dragon has greatly damaged the morale of the dragons. The metal dragons and the five-colored dragons are still fighting, but the sane dragons know that failure is unavoidable and they need a new turn to restore the decline.
Monet stepped back, letting his army block all enemies who might be approaching, turbulent gushing out of the hole behind Monet, and the air flow caused by the countless dragons shuttled together, the dragons felt dizzy, the dragons The hissing sounds at the frequency of infrasound. The sound of tens of thousands of dragons screaming together is like an infrasound explosion. Imagine the scene of a river bursting into a river. The Taotao flood is rolling down and the sound is thundering. In this picture, after the flood gushed out of the cave, every splash was a dragon, with golden pupils and sharp claw blades, full of desire for blood.
Caesar stood on the edge of the rock on the ridge, overlooking the deep black vortex. Thousands of dragons crawled around Monet's huge body, and the body gradually became withered. As Azliers said, it Can't wait, after removing the threats of Bahamut and Tiamat, Monet began preparing to cast the godhead.
But the prince of the yin prison is also inadequate because Monet is not stupid. It did not exhaust his power. Caesar stared at Monet's every move and found that he was drawing strength from the dragon to supplement himself, that is, Say: Monet will not weaken himself to the point where he cannot resist external threats.
"It's a cold and ruthless rational creature. Swallow your own derivatives to recover yourself." Azizil saw the derivatives returning to Monet and said coldly: "These things are not only prepared for war Yes, for Monet, they are also a resource reserve. Black Dragon, are there any follow-up arrangements over the so-called alliance? "
"These troops ..."
When Caesar was halfway there, he remained silent for a few seconds: "No."
Azliers also remained silent for a few seconds, and then the voice suddenly became lazy. "Then we can only do it. After swallowing these derivatives, it will become stronger. I won't know if I wait. Is there any chance? "
There was a loud noise and the rock collapsed. It seemed that a high-pressure gas explosion had occurred in the place where Caesar stood. One second across.
Two seconds, four seconds, six seconds ...
When the vision again stably captured Caesar's figure, he was already standing in front of Monet.
The dragons staggered and screamed, roared, and scratched in a huge space. They would attack anyone and any creature, but it did not include Caesar, because the two swords that had beheaded the serpent proved that he and Monet could Power of dialogue, such powers are qualified to meet their monarch.
With his head high, Monet looked down at him: "Everything on the material plane, meet me. Do you have anything to say?"
"Oh, I've already confessed my deities. The mortal on the material plane, the Black Dragon, is mocking you." This is what Azills said.
"I know."
Caesar answered him, then looked up: "Hello, Monet. Fight."
The nonsense is less simple and rude. Caesar slowly produced more fine scales all over his body. The scales were fastened fast, like a dark black heavy armor. His sharp claws held the burning blade, while the joints were reversed, and the hot black fire. The flow flickered, and Monet's head was cut diagonally.
There is no air flow, the air bursts instantly, and the burning blade Caesar's wielding blade forms an arc-shaped vacuum area. The two demigods can break all the barriers in the main material world. Monet grows his nose, the dragon scales anger, huge and complicated. There was a changing light flowing in the pupils, reflecting the figure of Caesar, only one knife, almost crushing its magic defense, even the incarnation of the dragon and the dragon queen did not give it so much pressure.
"Roar!"
Monet opened his mouth and snarled ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The three heads living in the center of the body were breathing, and the airflow in the mouth of the blood basin gathered into an energy tornado, which blasted Caesar in front of the burning flame and the dazzling electric arc.
Caesar had nowhere to evade, and could only face the energy flow forward. He seemed to have an invisible sharp blade in front of him to divide the flame arc into two, rubbing his body to flow left and right.
The huge load brought by this form of psionic defense made him cough up blood, but Caesar spit on the ground unconsciously and continued to move forward.
The burning blade vibrates, as the abyss monarch recovers and violently rises, screaming Shen Xiong, and the second knife completely cuts Monet's magic defense.
"Since I was born, in the material plane, nothing can fight with me, and nothing can hurt me." Monet Yangtian hissed: "Neither the Dragon God nor the Dragon Queen are my opponents here. What are you? I am the of Quiltore, I am immortal! "
"It's time to wake you up," Caesar said, throwing his sword away and inserting his blade into the mud.
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