Arad's crooked savior

"Even the original, I can tear it apart. I am the eternal Exploding Dragon King!"

Bakar was angry and faced the giant claws that covered the sky and the sun. The original flame of the apostle's power incendiary bomb surged like a rising sun, lighting up the heaven and causing the temperature to suddenly enter the hot summer.

Rosa was not used to the thick clothes, and sweat appeared on her forehead.

If you can't get the original will, then destroy it to prove that he is stronger than the original, and the Dragon King will not be weaker than anyone in his life.

"Except for the fur collared coat"

Boom~

Incomparably brilliant light erupted from the collision point, like a supernova blooming its final energy. For a time, the sky, the earth, and the outer starry sky were filled with raging energy turbulence.

The demon world, which had been dark all day, suddenly lit up, and the sky was colorful and strange.

If it weren't for the special origin of Arad's planet and the quick response of Ye Lin and others, a transcendent strike would be enough to flatten Arad's special world structure.

The huge and boundless claws stopped barely before touching the heaven and earth, and then turned into light particles and dissipated. If it were really shot, the consequences would be disastrous. Sophie took back the power of the original dragon.

Bakar is much stronger after taking the throne for the second time, but she is not completely without losses, and there are still people with ulterior motives secretly.

The wind stopped, the clouds were calm, and the fires that filled the city dissipated because of the end of Bakar's ascension to the throne. All that was left in the place were broken walls and ashes.

Puff has already begun to think wildly, smiling silly and proudly, showing a set of neat white teeth~

The original dragon shadow is so cool. It can hold up the sky and support the ground. It seems that this is not the ultimate posture. It can be bigger. No matter how big it is, it can be as big as a planet.

If she asked Sophie for some original dragon blood or something, would she also jump into the sky? The original realm is unthinkable, but there should still be a chance for the ultimate dragon.

Bakar was shot down and hit the high platform he used to ascend the throne. The building was shattered, and the dragon's body among the rubble was covered with bruises. However, he did not fall down yet, but worked hard to support his body, holding his head high, and the dragon's horns were like crown.

What was even more unacceptable to Bakar than losing to Sophie was that he actually had a feeling of wanting to worship the original dragon shadow. It was not fear, nor shock, but a kind of respect that came from the heart.

He wanted to be strong all his life and to be a companion of war. Even if he faced the first apostle Kahn and was about to be torn apart, he had never felt this kind of worship.

"Kahn didn't take action against you, he just played out thousands of duels in your mind, each time ending in your disastrous defeat. His strength was not based on the initiative of killing lives. So admit it, you are The fear from the heart is just like..." Sophie paused, looked at the devastated heaven, and sighed:

"It's just like when people in heaven mention your name."

Bakar's eyes were on fire and he was bleeding all over, but surprisingly he didn't refute Sophie's words because what she said was absolutely correct.

He is cruel and cruel, but he is not a tough talker.

However, a question came to mind. Bakar was confused. He couldn't defeat it, and it was easy to understand that he was afraid of Kahn.

Except for Prey, no one can fight with him and escape unscathed.

Even the conqueror Casillas, whose fighting spirit was no less than his own, that man who looked like a demon, swung a sword when facing Kahn and then retreated in shame.

However, how did Sophie know that he had played out countless battles with Kahn in her mind? Could she read minds?

"Ye Lin said it." Sophie shrugged. The specific source seemed to be a notebook.

"who is he?"

Ye Lin appeared at the right time, and the dazzling limelight had completely wiped out Sophie. It was his turn to clean up the remnants of the conversation, and said, "It's me. I saw your thoughts from here."

Ye Lin waved his hand and projected an ancient book. Bakar's diary left in the Hanging City recorded an imperial order to awaken the bloodline, Gai Bojia's summoning instructions, many dragon secrets, and some of his inner monologues.

In a sense, this notebook is a suicide note.

The appearance of the diary made Bakar's eyes look subtle, because it was indeed written by him, but the majestic king of dragons actually wrote a diary and occasionally complained. If this was spread, he would be embarrassed and his reputation would be ruined.

"It helped us a lot in our adventure and growth." Ye Lin did not deny its value. The diary is now with Tana.

The shocking aftermath of the dragon civil war has not yet dissipated. Except for Ye Lin and others, no one dares to approach Dragon City, and no one can hear what they are saying.

The bad woman Held was also a little stunned, her eyes flickering. Was the original dragon shadow just now really the trial blade she had cultivated? Could it be too strong, beyond the level that she could control with force?

Why did the other party come here against the flow of time? Is it really the means of his future self? Held wanted to get closer to Dragon City to find out what happened, but the remaining dragon power stopped her. There were too many weird places.

"Bakar, you mentioned in your notes that you believe that a creature like dust also has the power to change the world, but if he forgets his nobility and despises his own life, they can't even compare to the remains of maggots."

It is estimated that this text was written not long after Bakar conquered the heaven, and he was extremely ambitious and wanted to compete with Held and Kahn.

It also implies part of the true meaning of the original dragon. The existence of any life has its value, so he gave the heavens five centuries to let them develop dragon-slaying weapons against themselves.

"You saw with your own eyes the noble spark blooming in the celestial beings, but you allowed yourself to make the same mistakes again..." Ye Lin shook his head and informed that if he had not taken the path of sublimating into the original dragon, he might have succeeded.

But the path of the original dragon is absolutely unreachable.

In the ancient times of Trobot, the wild world was filled with thousands of races, all of which were extremely fierce. The original dragon broke out of the siege and stood at the top of the world, creating a noble living status and environment for future generations.

Sophie told her that she was not from the continent of Arad, but from another traumatized world. The dragon clan suffered a catastrophe from foreign enemies and was severely damaged. The dynasty collapsed and was destroyed.

"I saw with my own eyes the dragons who were immersed in their own power. Their powerful scales were penetrated and their sharp claws were cut off. The foolish lord also framed his loyal subordinates. The dragons are hopeless."

Anger flashed in Sophie's eyes. It was different from the Heaven Realm at the moment. The ratio of battle losses between the Heaven Realm and the Dragon Clan was astonishing. It was a tragic victory, but the Space Demons defeated more with less. Their number was not as large as that of the Dragon Clan.

She doesn't hate the violence of the cosmic demon, because those street gangsters have always had this kind of lawless character. They beat whoever they catch, no matter whether you are the Dragon Army or the City of Angels.

Weak is weak, strong is strong.

He doesn't really hate the betrayal of the dark elves. The dragons are the invaders. Instead, he hates the arrogance of the dragons and the stupidity of the monarch.

"That weakling, a coward, if he dares to show up, I will definitely cut off his head!" Sophie scolded, and Bakar could only roll his eyes in displeasure, criticizing Huai, it doesn't count, because that is another him.

But Bakar still understood some truth. His path to the throne was characterized by the Fire Tribulation and the Requiem, and was accompanied by endless killings, including the appearance of dead souls of his own race, such as the sky dragon Atotay.

The cannibalism and internal strife among the same race are inconsistent with the true intention of the original dragon to open up a path for survival. The dragon race has been blinded by power and is about to become a simple beast.

Whether it is the main dimension or the dragon dimension, what is needed is a sage king to help the dragons get rid of the fate of becoming beasts.

"Our dragon clan obviously has extraordinary evolutionary talents and a vast amount of dragon secrets..." Sophie talked eloquently, preparing to give Bakar some advice.

"You should think about what it means to be strong. It is difficult to accumulate quantitative changes at this step. According to your suicide note, when you were in the Demon Realm, you often acted out the battle with Kahn in your mind, but when you arrived in the Heaven Realm, you almost forgot that it was you. Have you given up? The conqueror who suffered the same defeat has not yet given up. That is why you plan to take the path of the original dragon, so first of all, you have to forget your bloodline..."

boom!

The footsteps shook the earth, and Gaboga, who was forced to retreat, stepped out of the space door and appeared. There were terrible marks left by Bakar everywhere on his body, and the active metal could not heal him, just like a warrior returning with glory.

Moreover, Gaibojia is equipped with a new weapon. Its left arm is a particle cannon of a seemingly ancient model, but the lingering lightning energy is extremely amazing. It is the 3.0 version of the Mechanical Seven Gods of War.

On the road to destroying Bakar, the Seven Gods of War have always had unlimited enthusiasm and wanted to make up for the regret of the fall of Nameroth.

"Here comes the head picker." Ye Lin spread his hands.

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