Emperor Dragon

Shura Field, the melee plain, many gods and quasi-gods are concentrating, staring at the two high-level beings on the fighting stage.

Rough face, fierce and savage.

Tall and burly, every muscle on the body seems to be polished with blood and fire.

Golden scales are bright and shining.

With his head raised and wings spread, his eyes are deep, and three pairs of majestic and winding dragon horns are like the crown of an emperor. Even if he does not deliberately exude dragon power, he still carries a suffocating and huge sense of oppression.

The two are now tit-for-tat. Although they have not yet directly started, the power of the high-level existence has been constantly colliding like a needle against a wheat spike, and the smell of gunpowder between them is getting stronger and stronger.

"I haven't tasted the taste of failure in the fighting stage for countless years."

Bloodshot gradually climbed up in the eyes of the orc main god, which were as green as a ferocious beast, and he said in a low voice as if roaring and screaming.

"So you also crave failure. In that case, I will make you fulfill your wish."

The golden dragon laughed, then raised its head slightly, and the scales on its body lit up with bright white light patterns, sacred and majestic.

The tall figure in front of it was reflected in the dragon's pupils, and the information and intelligence of the Orc Lord God, all recorded in the inheritance, emerged in Saga's heart.

The Orc Lord God Gruumsh, the Holy Emblem of the Unblinking Eye.

Authority: fighting, war, chaos, evil, power, survival, domination, conquest

Very aggressive, brutal and aggressive.

"It's been a long time since this level of battle happened on the fighting stage."

"What a powerful Emperor of the End. I have only heard of the name of this existence before. It's an honor to witness it with my own eyes this time."

"But the Orc Lord God still gives me a stronger feeling."

"I am the same. The Emperor of the End is still too young."

Relying on their own perception, most gods and gods are more optimistic about the Orc Lord God.

But there are also strong people with extremely keen perception who find the difference.

"Fools, don't you feel it? The dragon aura of the Emperor of the End is constantly increasing, and it is impossible to judge how strong it is at its peak."

The gods had different ideas and watched the fighting arena intently.

If such a high-level battle happened in other places, it would be difficult to watch it closely, but it was different on the fighting arena. The fighting arena allowed spectators to exist, of course, at least spectators at the level of gods. Watching high-level battles is of great benefit to many gods or quasi-gods.

Even gods from other planes would occasionally come to the fighting arena just to see if there were high-level battles.

At the same time.

After hearing Saga's words, the orc lord god, who was aroused by his competitive spirit, had a murderous look in his eyes.

"Want to beat me? Before that, I will crush all your bones and tear your heart apart!"

The orc lord god roared to the sky, and his muscles seemed to move as if they had life, bulging one by one, like steel and iron, with blue-black blood vessels and meridians all over, revealing a terrifying, unparalleled sense of power.

Because he has power and authority.

There are very few beings of the same level who can compete with the Orc Lord God in terms of power.

Under the gaze of many Shura Field masters, the Orc Lord God, who seemed to have hit a golden crater, bent his legs slightly, and then jumped violently. The vigorous power shook the indestructible fighting platform, and a huge deep pit collapsed under his feet.

The Orc Lord God clenched his fists with both hands, exuding a wild, primitive, and powerful sense of power.

Like a meteorite falling from the sky, it smashed towards the head of the platinum dragon.

Saga had a calm face and stood upright, with a pair of hind feet stepping on the steel surface of the fighting platform. The dragon claws were raised and clenched into fists. The dazzling white light shone in the gaps between the claws, as if there was a scorching sun inside.

Boom!

The ‘meteor’ and the ‘sun’ collided with each other.

The space inside the fighting arena was suddenly filled with waves of violent ripples visible to the naked eye, like the crisscrossing textures of a broken mirror, shocking. If it weren't for the fighting arena, the surrounding time and space would have been completely shattered by this powerful collision, and few of the gods watching the battle could survive the aftermath.

"The power is good, but compared to me, it's still a little worse."

With infinite power added to his body, Saga raised his dragon wings, and more brilliant white textures flowed and gathered on the dragon arms, bursting out with infinite power.

Boom!

The body of the Orc Lord, which was smaller than the platinum dragon, was blown away cleanly and fell on the surface of the fighting arena, constantly retreating, leaving deep footprints on the fighting arena with every step.

While the Orc Lord retreated, the platinum dragon waved its wings, and instantly came in front of the Orc Lord with a rolling dragon's might, and raised its dragon claws again.

In the solid space and time of the fighting arena, Saga's claw attack could not reach the level of superluminal speed, but it was still very terrifying.

The burly, black and hard Orc Lord God felt as if he had turned into a weak and delicate flower at this moment, enduring the whipping of the storm, and like a lonely boat drifting in the wind and rain, swaying and unable to control himself.

Chi Chi Chi. Claw marks appeared one after another on his body, and blood kept spurting out.

In a blink of an eye, the Orc Lord God was covered in blood under the fierce attack of the platinum dragon, retreating all the way, bleeding all the way.

Every time the platinum dragon clawed out, it brought more powerful power than the Orc Lord God, and the speed was more fierce and awe-inspiring, with more primitive violent beauty than the Orc Lord God.

The primitive and barbaric fighting style of the Orc Lord God.

Saga also knows it, and is better at it.

"I have fought so many times with the supernova state that I almost forgot that there are few beings of the same level who can stand in front of me."

Saga fought happily.

Since returning to the Great Circle, he has faced either top gods or the kings of the planes in his own plane, all of which are peak beings that can change the entire Great Circle.

Now he is dealing with the Orc Lord God of the same life level as himself.

The supernova state has just been opened, and he has not relied on injuries to strengthen himself too much. His aura is still slightly weaker than that of the Orc Lord God, but he still beats the Orc Lord God so hard that he can't raise his head.

"My edge is still the same!"

The platinum dragon's eyes are stern, and he becomes more and more courageous as the battle goes on. The Orc Lord God on the opposite side is covered with scars and blood.

The gods watching the battle opened their eyes wide and showed unbelievable eyes.

The brave and warlike Orc Lord God was actually suppressed at the beginning?

If they remembered correctly, this Emperor of the End should have become a quasi-high-level god not long ago. Although he defeated the ancient death god Jaeger, it was mainly because of the material world. Now he has shown a strong strength that can take advantage of the Orc Lord God, which makes the gods unable to believe their eyes.

"How lucky the Dragon God system is."

"There are nine-faced dragon gods, and this Emperor of the End Dragon."

Many gods sighed in their hearts.

However, what they didn't know was that the two who they thought were in the same camp could not live in harmony.

"Domination!"

The Orc Lord God, whose eyes were red from being beaten, roared and roared, his legs fiercely inserted into the surface of the fighting platform, stood firm, and stretched out a palm towards the oncoming platinum dragon.

He has been dominating his gods and races with an iron fist for many years.

The domination authority of the Orc Lord God is one of the main cultivation authorities, which is extremely powerful.

The higher beings of the same level must also be controlled under the influence of his domination authority.

"Suicide!"

The Orc Lord God gave the domination order in a deep voice.

The effect of the dominance locked onto the platinum dragon and was triggered instantly.

It was as if an invisible hand pressed on the platinum dragon, trying to control it.

Buzz!

A unified force field that could not be seen by the naked eye rose on the surface of the platinum dragon, isolating the dominance and preventing it from touching Saga's body.

The all-invulnerable repulsive force field state could even isolate and repel the plane rules.

The power of the Orc Lord God was also in vain.

The platinum dragon grinned and turned its body violently.

The slender and powerful dragon tail left a trace of shattering in the space and directly whipped the head of the Orc Lord God.

Bang!

Like a watermelon bursting, a ball of blood mist exploded, and the head of the Orc Lord God was directly beaten into blood mist and no longer existed.

However, his roar and roar sounded out of thin air.

The headless torso of the Orc Lord God reached out and grabbed it, and before the dragon tail was retracted, he tightly grasped the tip of its tail.

The blood mist flowed back and turned into a head.

The Orc Lord held the platinum dragon's tail, roared with all his might, twisted his waist and swung it.

But the platinum dragon did not move at all, and its body was extremely heavy. The Orc Lord felt that he was holding a multiverse, not a single biological entity.

Saga only moved his mind slightly, and every cell in his body could become like a miniature black hole, heavy and dense.

It is not so easy to be swung like a windmill.

Unable to shake the opponent, the Orc Lord immediately wanted to let go, but he was shocked to find that the dragon tail in his hand, every dragon scale on it seemed to have turned into a powerful black hole, emitting an unparalleled attraction and pulling force, and sucked himself tightly.

"You think you caught me, haha, actually I caught you."

The dragon's tail often has a power that exceeds other parts of the body, but because the target is too large, and everyone knows that the dragon's tail attack is powerful, it is difficult to hit directly under normal circumstances.

The platinum dragon raised its tail and fell heavily.

The body of the Orc Lord also rose and fell.

Bang, bang, bang!

A series of dense and dull collisions sounded.

The Orc Lord was sucked onto the dragon's tail, like a rag doll being played with, and was smashed against the surface of the fighting arena again and again, creating larger and larger collapsed pits, and roaring in anger.

The Orc Lord had the power to survive, and a blow to his head was only a fatal injury.

Such a blow did not cause much actual damage to the Orc Lord.

However.

It was extremely insulting.

A great shame!

The Orc Lord's eyes were red and full of bloodshot.

Tear!

He violently broke and tore his arms, and a pair of arms were broken at the root. He took the opportunity to withdraw and retreat, breaking away from the suction and pull of the dragon's tail.

Saga waved his dragon wings and chased after him at a high speed.

The orc god's arms were broken and blood flowed out, turning into extremely sharp blood spears, shooting at the oncoming platinum dragon, and at the same time exerting the power of chaos, trying to disturb the platinum dragon's mind.

But just like the previous dominance power.

The influence of the power of chaos was directly isolated and dispelled by Saga.

"If you want to deal with me, fancy means will not work."

With the protection of the repulsive force field state of all methods, Saga is inherently invincible in the face of external interference and influence attacks.

Let the blood spears fall on his body and be crushed by his brutal and terrifying body. The platinum dragon chased the orc god with a desperate and suffocating dragon power.

The orc god's eyes seemed to be burning with fire, with an unyielding fighting spirit.

He has the power to survive and has a strong ability to regenerate and recover. His missing arm has grown out. He grabbed the void and took out a blood-red divine spear. The sound of war lingered around him, and the shadow of thousands of troops emerged, stabbing at the platinum dragon.

The platinum dragon raised its claws slightly.

The brilliant white light flowed and gathered into the dragon spear of natural disaster.

The dragon spear swept across, and a piece of regular natural disaster burst out, instantly annihilating thousands of troops and knocking the blood-red spear away.

The divine weapon of the orc god is a high-level divine weapon, but the quality is average, and it is completely inferior to the dragon spear of natural disaster condensed by Saga with reference to the top god Tartarus.

Swish!

As Saga moved, the dragon spear of natural disaster knocked the spear away, and with the clear sound of the dragon's long roar, it instantly penetrated the heart of the orc god, and the blood-stained spear tip appeared from behind him.

Saga's dragon arm exerted force, and the dragon spear of natural disaster that penetrated the body of the orc god directly lifted him up.

Boom boom boom!

Countless terrible rules of natural disasters burst out in the body of the Orc Lord God, mixed with Saga's supernova power, impacting the body of the Orc Lord God from the inside out.

The right to survive is also difficult to support.

Dense cracks appeared from the body of the Orc Lord God. The natural disasters and supernova power revealed made the watching gods tremble with fear, feeling that they might fall and die if they touched them.

"Gruum, how does failure taste? Admit defeat, this battle makes me happy, I can spare your life."

Saga said lightly.

"Don't even think about it! Die with me on the fighting stage."

The Orc Lord God looked at Saga violently. There is no word "surrender" in the dictionary of the orcs, and Gruum as the Orc Lord God is even more so.

The cracks on his body suddenly spread violently, bursting out with a thick blood light like fire.

Exploded brazenly.

Boom!

The entire battle arena shook violently, and the storm-like blood-red flames rolled, engulfing the platinum dragon and burning the arena to black and cracks.

"Ah? Died together?"

"The Nine-Faced Dragon God must be so sad to lose the Emperor of the End."

Feeling the powerful might of the orc god's self-explosion, the gods didn't think Saga could survive at such a close distance.

But when the flames dissipated, a charred dragon shadow appeared under the gaze of the gods, and the posture was still upright.

The charred dragon scales fell off one by one, the blurred flesh and blood regenerated and repaired, and the glittering golden scales grew out. In a blink of an eye, the mighty dragon with bright scales appeared again in front of the gods, and the breath was stronger than at the beginning, and the bright white texture became dazzling.

He shook his neck.

Saga's eyes swept across the charred and cracked battle arena, then raised his head and looked around at all the existences around him.

"Who else?"

All the Shura Field strongmen touched by Saga's eyes subconsciously turned their eyes away or lowered their heads, not daring to look at the dragon-mighty Emperor of the End.

Saga retracted his gaze and looked at the battle arena itself, his expression was much more cautious.

When all the Shura Field creatures now dared not to fight, the Shura statues of the past would be dispatched.

At the same time, under Saga's gaze, the plane rules gathered around the battle arena, intertwined and constructed in front of him, and gradually condensed.

Before it was completely condensed and descended, a vast and majestic power of the top gods came over.

"Creator, Annan."

Saga licked the corner of his mouth gently, and the dragon body was slightly lowered, ready to move.

In the star realm, the magic goddess looked at the scepter in front of her, which was surrounded by countless silver light dusts, like a dream, as if reflecting all the scenes of the star realm.

Stretch out your hand and wave it gently.

The power of the star realm fell into the hands of the magic goddess obediently.

The plane rules gathered and gathered around, and the Magic Goddess seemed to be the center of the Star Realm.

After a period of negotiation, the Magic Goddess had won the recognition of the will of the Star Realm Plane. It was relatively easy for a top-level god to become the king of the plane.

"After taking the Star Realm, I can barely compete with Io in the Star Realm."

The Magic Goddess murmured in a low voice.

The Star Realm is vast and boundless, and its scale is no less than the Bottomless Abyss. Here she can fight the Nine-Faced Dragon God.

Maybe she is still not an opponent in the end, but she will not be defeated so easily.

"Next is the Paradise. My kingdom of God is in the Paradise, and I know more about the Paradise."

The Magic Goddess left the Star Realm in a flash and went to the Paradise.

The seventh floor of the Heaven Mountain, the Heaven of Perfection.

The Magic Io, who had been closed for a long time in the countless holy radiances, moved slightly, and slowly opened his deep and indifferent eyes, which reflected the complete and profound rules of the Heaven Mountain Plane.

The wings of light behind him were now covered with dragon patterns that belonged to Mo Aiou.

After this period of refining, Mo Aiou had completely controlled Mount Heaven.

He raised his head, his eyes penetrated through the layers of space crystal walls, and looked at the astral plane.

"Misriel. It seems that you are determined to stand on the opposite side of me."

"For the sake of our past friendship, I will eventually give you a decent death."

Mo Aiou whispered, then retracted his gaze and looked down at the bottomless abyss.

The bottomless abyss is more difficult to control than Mount Heaven.

Because the will of the abyss injected itself into the infinite king armor and attacked Mount Heaven, the Nine-faced Dragon God seized the opportunity to suppress and seal it, but if he wanted to completely refine the bottomless abyss, he could not complete it in Mount Heaven.

Next, once he set foot in the bottomless abyss.

The Abyss Will has the amplification of the Abyss, and will start to resist again, and the strength of the resistance is not comparable to the Will of Heaven Mountain, which has been beaten down several layers.

Even for the top gods, it is extremely difficult to become the king of the Abyss without the recognition of the Abyss Will but completely suppress and refine it.

But in the eyes of Mo Aiou, it is just a matter of time to spend more attention.

"When I completely control the Abyss, with the infinite king armor and the wings of glory, I will be invincible."

"Nine Heavens, Hell Haotian God and Evil Snake, you just wait for my arrival."

Mo Aiou waved his dragon wings lightly, left Heaven Mountain, and teleported to the Abyss. (End of this chapter)