Chapter 461: Monet (End)

The battle mode returned to the starting point after a lap, except that there was an azliers in the middle. Claude Monet rushed over, Caesar retreated in time, the Lord of the Fire Prison swarmed to attack, and then when Claude Monet rushed to Azliers, he turned into a black dragon and waited.
In the wailing gas field of all things, Monet's nine-colored dragon head opened like a peacock. In front of it, the faint rippling divine light seemed like a tidal wave. When its power erupted, waves of wave spread, and the material strength of gravel and coke was unbearable The monster's stampede, a large block of cracks and collapses, Monet has begun to evolve in the direction of the true god, increasing the pressure on its opponents.
Under the might of God, not even dust can look up.
Energy is on the verge of being able to sleep in the main material world. Further, Monet was able to break the four laws of solid material world, causing great damage to the material plane. Of course, at that time, it would also be affected by the will of the world. Suppress and drive out of this plane.
I ca n’t drag it! Caesar's roar of a dragon was just enough to deal with the current situation, and Monet was gradually strengthening because of casting the fragments of the godhead. That was not the force they could face.
The cobweb-like cracks on the black dragon's chest were all extinguished at once, and then the fusion furnace squeezed energy to his body like a tide, raging out, colliding with the magic power that Monet gradually formed, the fusion radiation of the evil dragon, and the weak power of Monet. Squeeze back and forth, eventually annihilating the invisible.
"You react quite quickly."
Azriels stood beside Caesar and said, feeling a bit relieved: "I just found out that it is constructing a temporary field, and wants to fight by manipulating rules in a godly way until the power of God is within a certain range. The field will take effect. "
This was not what Caesar had thought of. He just felt that Monet was getting stronger, trying to gather energy to create another one again. However, before he exploded the energy of the fusion furnace, a chain reaction appeared.
"Aren't you trying to escape?" Caesar glanced at the Lord of Fire Prison.
Before waiting for Azliers' response, Monet had rushed up again, and the long tail, which was always weak, suddenly caught Caesar, his limbs fluttered himself upwards on the ground, and pulled the fifty-meter black dragon vertically. Rising, it looked back at the three dragon heads, hissing roars, poisonous fog, petrification, and ice all acting on Caesar.
The Lord of the Fire Prison quickly followed, but Monet, who was at a high altitude, stirred the atmosphere and set off a storm visible to the naked eye. The mountain tsunami blasted out, and the raging air waves overturned and retreated Azizil. Azizil Surrounded by the fire, Roar yelled as he wanted to tear the hurricane, but the wind twirled and remained unmoved.
"Waste." Caesar scolded him, but his worries and worries resolved a lot. It can be seen that Azirius had done his best. This was because the energy properties were suppressed by Monet, which played a small role. .
The black dragon arched his back, the body of 50 meters was extremely flexible, turned over and grasped Monet's tail, and his claws moved into Monet's scales. Caesar's claws could easily tear steel, but only Mo Nana's scales and the monster's muscles cannot be helped, but they are hung tighter.
Don't look at Caesar's stubbornness, but the situation is actually very critical. The half of his body that took on Monet's breath has been frozen by petrochemicals and has completely lost control. This critical area continues to expand.
The main material realm is far higher than expected. Monet grabbed the black dragon straight into the clouds, and there was a vast sky nearby, with mountains rolling up and down.
Good place.
"Goodbye," Caesar said, and the energy that had not been released finally detonated.
Time seems to be stagnant. In the space that mortals cannot see, Caesar's right toe tip hooped by Monet exuded a little liquid matter, like black blood beads, absorbing Qin's muscles.
The next moment was an explosion.
The severe pain in his body made Monet look terrified, too late to react, and the unmatched glow flashed instantly.
Light up, swallow everything.
The clouds were immediately dispersed and evaporated to dryness, and a large mushroom-shaped fireball appeared at the upper end of the sky, its bottom was bright white, and its crown was red, and the fireball burned violently in the air, flowing from bottom to top, constantly Expansion.
The sound was slow, and the deafening roar was not late until then, such as the shock wave of the mirror of the water pattern following the shadow, followed by the rumbling sound waves, swept around, and after that, the fireball gradually extinguished and turned into a flowing gray mushroom Thick smoke.
Hundreds of thousands of burning things descended from the sky, and a smoke trail was drawn in the sky that was not clear.
That was the fragmented body of Monet ’s wounded part. In order to be safe, Caesar released the dust-free place at the same time as the detonation. Monet was physically resistant to this attack in an unprotected state. Even the body like a mountain was torn apart.
Of course, Caesar was also affected. Although he had prepared it, the distance was too close to cause him to suffer injuries that were only slightly inferior to Monet's. At the moment of the explosion, his brain was blank, and his consciousness recovered from nagging after falling to the ground .
The ocher petrochemical freeze has disappeared, replaced by a more serious injury. He released his attacking right paw, leaving only a scorched black and flesh flesh at the end.
Monet didn't know her life or death, but when she saw Azrieles approaching quickly, Caesar didn't relax his vigilance, and immediately turned up like a cat, while adjusting the body's use of stress hormones to speed up regeneration.
"Miracles."
Aziris cast a surprised look on Caesar, and did not hesitate to praise: "This energy burst has reached the threshold of the demigod. It is incredible that the evil dragon, you are stronger than I thought. How did it happen? "
Caesar looked indifferently forward, this time he had lifted too much, and his mood couldn't be better, and even worse-Monet was not dead.
Monet, full of scars, stepped out of the flames step by step. Its nine heads, which were originally peacock screens, have only four left, and all of them are injured ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Jinlong's half face has been burned , Is still bleeding, but the monster's momentum is still fierce: "Dragon! I will tear off your wings, cut off your brittle bones, and squeeze your eyes out of your head!"
Caesar rarely used the combat capability test device. The test results showed that although Monet suffered heavy damage, his combat strength was not affected much, and it still floated around 10,000.
还 How else can I fight?
"It won't last long." As Caesar hesitated from time to time, Azriels came to him, staring at Monet in a solemn tone: "Evil dragon, can you stand up?"
"Okay."
Caesar said, "What are you going to do? Don't imagine that I can do that again."
不用 "No," Azriels said, "remember how we slaughtered the little snake? Again."
The black dragon turned to look at him, and found that Azriel's face gradually disappeared, turning into a huge pillar of fire.
Caesar understood, stood up, the giant black dragon man of 50 meters stood up, stretched out his right paw that had been healed in a short time, and pierced the pillar of fire straight into the sky.
A thirty-meter burning blade suddenly took shape, and the flames flowed from the sword grid to Caesar's body, covering the black dragon's armor-like scales with a flame engraving.
Caesar held the burning blade, the fire rose, wielding the blade and beveling.
The black line is reproduced, the mountains are shaking, the second, third, and fourth swords ...
The flesh became ash and the bones became dust.