Dragon Who Controls Time

The letter of challenge formed by the Styx Contract clearly stated that other creatures were not allowed to interfere in the battle. However, weapons and divine weapons obtained before the battle naturally did not count.

"It doesn't matter. Even the divine weapons of great Divine Powers will be suppressed in the prime material plane."

"Besides, with my main body's personality, even if I know that Demogorgon Wrath is no match for me, I won't be careless in battle."

Shen Garen replied.

The conversation between the two could be heard by Garen's main body in the Dragon Court Dimension.

Regarding this battle, Garen himself did not pay too much attention to it.

However, just as God Garen said, because the situation was special, even if Koschild was weak, he would not be careless.

"According to what the Metal Dragon God said, what kind of trump card would the Lord of Storms give Koschild?"

"It would be best if it was a divine weapon. That way, after the battle is over, it will be mine."

Garen didn't feel any fear. On the contrary, he was looking forward to Koschild's trump card.

At this time, the Demogorgon of Wrath did not receive any response due to his provocation. After feeling bored, he held the Frost Hammer with both hands and stood on the spot with his eyes closed, waiting for Garen's arrival.

The river of time that surrounded the desert world flowed quietly.

After a while, the calm river suddenly rippled, and the ripples outlined the outline of an illusory dragon.

The furious Demogorgon opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the River of Time.

Under the gaze of this giant god, the illusory dragon's outline solidified in the blink of an eye, turning into a majestic dragon covered in silver-gray scales.

The silver dragon's wings spread out, revealing a strange ring-like pattern. A few iconic ring-shaped black dragon scales were distributed on the dragon's body, and three pairs of towering dragon horns shone dazzlingly under the sunlight.

As soon as he appeared in the desert world, Garen immediately felt at least a hundred pairs of eyes.

There had always been quite a number of gods and quasi-divine powers who had come to watch the battle.

After all, there weren't many duels at the level of gods.

On the other side, the Angry Sovereign looked at the silver dragon that had stolen all the attention from him as soon as it appeared, and he revealed an ugly expression.

"Garen Aurelian, I don't believe that you really possess the legendary power."

"I will tear apart your mask and defeat you under the gaze of the gods!"

Demogorgon Wrath said to Garen.

In response, Garen sneered and revealed a contemptuous look. He said in a calm and matter-of-fact tone, ""Are you worthy? Let the Lord of Storms do it. "

The King of Wrath's face darkened.

At the same time, it was officially time for the battle. The Lord of Wrath could not hold back his boiling blood. He held the Frost Hammer in one hand and swung it at Garen from afar.

Boom!

A windstorm formed by blade-like cold wind and countless ice crystal fragments as sharp as iron rose from the ground and swept towards Garen.

At the same time, Rage King strode forward with a loud rumble.

A dark black-red light that gave people the feeling of plunder, oppression, murder, power, cruelty, and so on circulated endlessly on the surface of the Lord of Wrath's body as if it was alive, making him look like he was filled with absolute power.

Enemies with weak minds would unconsciously waver in the face of such an angry monarch. They would be suppressed by violence and fall into a disadvantageous position.

"The effects of the Authority of Force and the Authority of Power."

Garen squinted his eyes and analyzed the nature of the light on the surface of the Rage King's body.

"Whether it's violence or power, they're all authorities that are good at suppressing those above."

"However, what you are facing now is an existence that is far stronger than you."

The dragon whispered softly.

At the same time, Garen's dragon wings flapped violently as he looked at the blizzard that was charging towards him.

The power of the White Dragon bloodline that controlled the blizzard instantly seized control of the blizzard.

After a moment of pause, the blizzard that was attacking Garen aggressively turned around and swept towards Demogorgon Wrath.

The Demogorgon of Wrath stopped in his tracks, as if he did not expect Garen to have the power to control the wind and snow, and even better than himself.

Whoosh!

The Rage King took a deep breath. As he stopped, he stomped heavily on the ground, causing the surrounding ice to cave in and crack.

The black-red light wrapped around his arm, causing the arm of the Lord of Wrath to suddenly expand. The blood vessels that popped up were like blood snakes. At the same time, they were like red-hot branding iron, sizzling as if they contained endless power.

Immediately, he twisted his waist and turned around in one go. He swung the heavy hammer with both hands.

[Power Authority: Hammer of Power!]

Boom!

The Power Authority transformed the Lord of Wrath's hammer into a giant hammer that was the size of a mountain. It violently scattered the snowstorm that was counterattacking, then shattered into a dozen smaller hammers that smashed towards Garen like a meteor shower.

There were a total of sixteen heavy hammers that were split apart. They were essentially skills formed by supernatural power borrowing the authority of gods. Each of them seemed to weigh a hundred million tons and was as big as a mountain.

"Interesting."

Garen's eyes lit up when he saw the other party's Power of Authority.

In reality, the battle with the Lord of Wrath was Garen's first official confrontation with a real God.

After Garen had advanced to a Lesser Divine Power, he had fought with Chaos, the Lord of Shadow Shallow Beach, and the Eternal Dragon of a different dimension. However, after Chaos, the Lord of Shadow Shallow Beach was a pure Demon Lord, not a God, and had no authority or Divine Power.

Although the Eternal Dragon had the Authority of Time and Divine Power, it was completely restrained by Garen, so it could not display its effects at all. Moreover, it was only a Demigod, and its Divine Spark was unstable, so it did not have any Authority or ability to begin with.

Seeing the power of the Lord of Wrath's authority at this time made Garen feel curious.

If there was no quasi-divine power that could rival divine power, the hammer of power of the Lord of Wrath would cause destruction as easily as crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.

"Looks like this battle won't be too boring."

Garen raised his neck, and the River of Time rolled over.

In an instant, the weather changed and the world trembled.

Under the restrictions of the rules of the prime material world, Garen, who was still two kilometers long and looked like a giant silver mountain, appeared. Every breath brought with it a violent hurricane, and his might was awe-inspiring.

The giant dragon lowered its head and exhaled a breath that was like a horse.

The Time Crushing Breath swept across and destroyed all the heavy hammers that came at him. It continued to surge toward the Raging Sovereign.

Demogorgon Wrath felt the power of Garen's breath, so he did not choose to rely on the Divine Power Shield to resist it head-on. Instead, he tactfully dodged and dodged, temporarily avoiding the sharp edge.

After using up all of its breath, the giant silver dragon flapped its wings, and its body that covered the sky streaked across the sky. With a wind pressure that pushed back the blizzard, it charged straight at the Raging King.