Greek Mythology: Evolution from the Gargoyle

"The blue-black flame is very weak and comes and goes. But I have seen it with my own eyes during the previous battle!"

"Great!" Suddenly, Yang Qi felt extremely happy in his heart.

He had been trying his best to suppress his murderous intention towards the Son of Blight.

The killing intent was so crazy that Yang Qi himself felt scared.

Yang Qi didn't want the dragon's nature to completely destroy his human nature.

But it's different now.

The Blighted Son deserves to be bitten in his mouth, crushed with dragon fangs, spit into ashes with dragon flames, destroyed his home, slaughtered his tribe, and wiped out all traces of his existence in the world.

"It turns out he owns the Divine Scythe fragment——! Hahahaha!"

"Ho-ho!!!"

In an instant, Yang Qi's whole body erupted into flames that were a thousand meters high, and he couldn't help but let out a dragon roar. His wings were all spread out, and the white scales on his body burst out with bright brilliance, shining in this dark sea of ​​​​the dead!

"!!!"

Yang Qi's behavior shocked Medea, and she couldn't help but take a step back.

"Yang Qi, are you okay? What's going on?"

"Hahahaha! It's okay!"

Suddenly, Yang Qi felt that his dragon voice had become arrogant and full of oppression.

Medea nodded, and her divine voice continued to be transmitted into Yang Qi's mind.

"Big Dragon, the source of my divine power, is collapsing every day and night."

"The last time the undead were on the rampage, in order to seize the secret treasure of the abyss, I launched a desperate struggle with the Son of Blight."

"I am no match for him. It is even less possible for me to be his enemy now."

"I wanted to give up right now, but maybe the three goddesses of fate haven't abandoned me yet. When I was traveling, I met you and learned an ancient magic."

"I want to get that bright red sword!"

"When I get that sword, I will give you half of its power. The sword is full of divine power, and it will definitely help you evolve."

"As for the Son of Blight, I don't want any of his trophies. You can take them all."

"Okay." Yang Qi felt that the world in front of him was extremely bright, his mouth was cool and sweet, and the beautiful songs of the nymphs rang in his ears, and he felt extremely euphoric in his heart. The strong fighting impulse was like a bright firework, in his mind. Exploded.

Medea continued: "We still need to wait for a while. Wait for the undead to reach its most terrifying peak."

"Then the connection channel will open and the Sea of ​​the Dead will begin to boil!"

"Then, the secret treasures of the abyss will gradually appear and surface above the sea."

"As soon as the Abyss Secret Treasure appears, please fight the Son of Blight. I will assist you and take away the Abyss Secret Treasure, especially the bright red sword!"

"Do we have to wait until then?" Yang Qi felt a fierce sound resounding in his heart. The fierce and terrifying killing intent, like a battle fire that could burn the starry sky, could no longer be controlled.

"Let's go now and kill the Blightson first."

"Then when the secret treasures of the abyss appear, take away all the treasures that can be taken away."

"If anyone wants to rob other creatures, kill them all."

"Roar!!!" Yang Qi finally couldn't control it, and he burst out with an earth-shattering dragon roar. The dragon roar spread in all directions, shaking the sea of ​​​​the dead and raising a huge water column!

boom!

In an instant, on the shore of the Sea of ​​the Dead, countless weak creatures could not help but show fear of convulsions in their eyes, their faces turned red, and they fell to their knees one after another, spitting blood from their mouths!

This is the power of Dragon Roar!

"Let's go!" Yang Qi couldn't help but say, the green, black and crimson fire all over his body jumped to a height of 10,000 meters, vibrating his wings, bringing up the violent wind, and flew forward.

"Wait...be careful! The Son of Blight is powerful!" Purple light erupted from Medea's body and she also leaped into the sky.

Yang Qi's broad wings cut through the air, setting off a huge white airflow, like a white feather ribbon hanging in the air. Within a moment, he saw the Withered Son in the distance!

Yang Qi couldn't help but say, and suddenly in the source of divine power, red and black mist swirled crazily, entangled together, boom! A huge mouthful of dragon flames spat out towards the Son of Blight.

A pillar of dragon flame light hundreds of meters wide fiercely enveloped the body of the Withered Son, and the surrounding temperature rose sharply!

Son of Wither has also discovered Yang Qi. He looked at the attacking dragon flames, his face was livid, the wings of withered leaves behind him stretched out, and his divine power suddenly exploded!

The divine voice of the Blighted Sons resounds across the sea of ​​undeath.

"The giant beast sleeping in the garden, I summon you!"

"The rotten body and the heart of darkness are revived here!"

"Awakening from a long sleep, breaking through the silence of death, thousands of living things will not be spared!"

In an instant, green mist appeared in the dark night sky, erupting with a putrid meaning and shocking roar, and fell downwards.

There were countless withered and rotten petals and dead branches and leaves, falling one after another like a heavy rain.

Everything happens in an instant.

The dead branches falling from the sky formed the skeleton, the fallen leaves condensed into the flesh, and the rotten flowers turned into the flesh and heart. They formed a rotten beast in the air.

Its whole body exuded poisonous mist, spreading away, its eyes emitted a green light, like a will-o'-the-wisp, and made a terrifying howling sound, and the surrounding space began to vibrate in an instant!

The Son of Blight stepped on the rotting beast, and the wings of withered leaves on his back were stretched to the extreme. With a gloomy expression, he stared at Medea in the distance: "Medea, you humble and despicable daughter of a prisoner! I didn't expect you. And your beast is so eager!”

"Since you long for death so much, then come!"

"The three goddesses of destiny have already told me through their threads that today is the day you fall!"

The giant rotten beast raised its arms composed of thousands of rotten flowers, billowing green mist transpired, condensed on the beast's claws, and struck suddenly!

"He is not strong!" Yang Qi felt the strength of the Son of Blight, "Much weaker than I thought!"

boom!

In the source of Yang Qi's divine power, the breeze surged, and then the strong wind poured into Yang Qi's dragon's mouth. The dragon flames spit out instantly accelerated and swept hard towards the claws of the rotting beast!

Boom——

The violent beam of light directly penetrated the claws of the rotting beast, and then penetrated its body. It erupted with a terrifying and weird sound, split from the middle, and turned into countless dead branches, leaves and rotten flowers, burning and floating away.

"What?!" An incredible color bloomed from the pupils of the Withered Son, and his heart was shaken instantly. His divine body was shaking violently, huge pain spread from his heart, and divine blood spurted out from his mouth!

There are countless dark insects squirming in the divine blood.