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"As expected of Bacal, in this situation, he actually has the guts to take the initiative."

Herder silently looked at the burning sky, and at some point, two dark red flames were reflected in his dark golden eyes.

Those are two long and narrow lines of fire extending backwards, with magma-like light flowing inside, and two 'craters' emitting flames in the depths, which are rapidly approaching with the raging boundless sea of ​​flames.

Ivan quickly saw what it was. It was a pair of huge pupils—dark red eyes with vertical prismatic pupils, above the sky, overlooking the earth.

It was a huge flame dragon that stretched across the sky and the earth.

That is, Bakar's apostle form!

Westworld's flaming, heaving skies are nothing but its swift, beating wings.

The pillars of fire that soared into the sky were just the magma that was ejected from the earth's crust when it was torn apart by the impact of the flight.

"Hey hey hey! This guy hid all his people... just for this battle, what a violent active volcano."

Casillas took a step forward, walked to the edge of the cliff in front, raised his head, and met the pair of red eyes that were as fast as the scorching sun: "If you don't mind, let me have a good time first. Except Kahn and Prey, he's the only apostle I haven't won yet."

"Whatever you want." Herder closed his head with a smile.

"and many more!"

Just as the conqueror gathered energy and was about to release the apostle form, a charming female voice stopped him.

"Sirock, what do you mean?" Casillas turned his head angrily, staring at her with wide eyes.

"Even if it is death, let Bakar die and understand. I think we should talk to him."

Hilock flew behind the conqueror, took his arm with both hands, and pulled him back to the original place: "Bakal challenged the five of us by himself, and he will surely die, so there is no need to rush this battle. I really want to I know, what is his reason for rejecting us... Is the water of life more important to him than life? I really can't understand."

"It's true." Casillas nodded, barely ready to fight.

"I'm also curious...Although Bakal has always been a stubborn and restless guy, there is no need to do this step." Prey's voice came from high above, which had the final effect, and even Herder didn't Well what to say.

"Then ask." The second apostle readily agreed without any change in tone.

However, no one noticed that her eyes, which were as clear as water, suddenly became extremely gloomy.

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During the moment when the apostles were talking, the howling roar in the sky became more and more deafening, and the top of the mountains quickly set off turbulent waves; the hurricane washed over the mountains in the east, making a terrifying howl, as if the whole world was about to fall here. Torn apart under the waves.

boom--!

The entire burning sky fell downwards and smashed hard into the Grand Canyon in front of the top of the mountains. The loud noise seemed to be the death knell of the world. The mountains stretching for tens of thousands of kilometers made the sound of fragments; The room was divided into three parts, truncated into three parts that were not connected to each other, and ignited into a blazing flaming mountain.

In the face of this blow, only the top of the mountain was not affected in any way under Herder's protection.

call--!

In the Grand Canyon in front of the top of the mountains, a boundless wave of fire suddenly rose, rushing towards the atmosphere from bottom to top, forming a vast and boundless curtain of fire; along this incomparably wide wall of fire, the whole world seemed to be divided into two. The barrier has become two distinct parts, one east and one west.

Boom--!

With the formation of the fire curtain, the body of the Explosive Dragon King Bakar rose from the ground, like a suddenly rising towering mountain, standing proudly in front of the apostle on the top of the mountain.

In the apostle form, the Dragon King stands upright and is far taller than the highest peak in the world, so the top of the mountains is only up to his chest; as he stands up and overlooks the mountain top, all the apostles can see that his pair of hands seem to be flowing with liquid. The pupils of the magma looked down on them all through the fire curtain.

Through the floating fire curtain, you can see the complete body outline of the Dragon King;

His whole body was covered with a layer of pitch-black and ferocious mechanical armor, and the dark red metal pit lines on the surface were precisely distributed, as if they were strips of slender flowing magma—on top of which there were layers of waves of flames.

The giant claws are like steel that burns red to almost melting point, hot, strong, and extremely hard; around the majestic and powerful wings, there is a layer of almost substantial light film, like two huge light wings transformed from flames.

The three pairs of horns bent back along the skull slanted across the sky, and on the high-raised dragon's head, a long pointed horn slanted and extended to the back of the head, the top was dazzling white due to high heat; and from the flame What emanated from the condensed eyes was a gaze mixed with majesty, arrogance and disdain.

(Dragon King was worried about going to the Tropot star, so he didn't try his best. His real body in full state is the size of a planet——when the apostle is fully engaged, his body will be as huge as a planet.)

"Let me see, they are all old friends."

Despite facing five opponents of the same level, Bakar still looked at them cynically without losing his kingly air.

At this time, he deliberately ignored the existence of Ivan. Looking at the Dragon King, who was as tall as a mountain, he also tacitly lowered his sense of existence; he continued to play the image of a paddling bastard, waiting for the opportunity without saying a word.

Hilock flew high into the sky, looked straight at the Dragon King behind the fire curtain, and asked straight to the point: "Bakar, why don't you hand over the water of life? Don't you think you are strong enough to fight against all of us?"

"Sirock, you let me down. Think about it carefully, if I really have the water of life, would I be so stupid to swallow it all by myself?" The Dragon King made a thunderous voice, and the echo rumbled between the red-hot heaven and earth.

"Until now, you still haven't admitted that you have hidden the water of life." Sherlock looked at him calmly, with disappointment in his eyes.

"You are really bewitched by Herder, the water of life is a scam!"

While speaking, Bacal cast his eyes on Herder, glared at her figure and roared: "This woman set up a game, using an illusory water of life, to trick all of you! Sirock, if you continue Believe in her words, one day in the future, she will end up in the same fate as me!"

His roar caused crimson ripples, washing over the entire world like a tsunami, and the surrounding mountains collapsed like an avalanche, flowing out countless long rivers of magma.

Facing the Dragon King's pointing, Herder's eyes were calm, with a calm smile on the corner of his mouth, and he refuted one by one calmly:

"You were the first person to arrive on the scene."

"You were the first person to leave the scene."

"It was you who destroyed the ruins in the end... At the same time, we found the remaining samples of the water of life in your army. Moreover, the dragon kingdom also has a dragon army that has been strengthened by the water of life. No one other than you can mobilize... In the face of these irrefutable evidences, do you still want to quibble?"

"Remnant samples of the eaux-de-vie?"

The Explosive Dragon King looked at her suspiciously, the flames in his pupils throbbed violently, and finally raised his head and let out a wild laugh: "Hahahahaha! For this day, you have really planned...you are right, I I really shouldn’t refute! Because all this makes me speechless... It’s just a waste of time to talk to you!”

In the last sentence, he lowered his head abruptly, the figures of all the apostles were reflected in his pupils, and the fiery air flow he induced washed over the top of the mountain like a hurricane:

"Stop talking nonsense! If you want to kill me, do it as soon as possible!"

"I'll be your opponent!"

Casillas took a step forward, slowly pushed out the saber at his waist, held the hilt horizontally in front of him, and looked at the Dragon King through the slender blade.

"You?"

Bakal looked at the conqueror, but did not respond to his challenge. Instead, he turned his gaze to the silent first apostle who was closest to him.The next moment, he suddenly stretched out his left hand, the dark red and shiny dragon claws tore through the air, and smashed towards Kahn like a red-hot celestial body:

"Do not!!!"

Normally, the Dragon King would be happy to compete with the conqueror, but today is different.

At this moment, his goal is Kahn, the fate that all the apostles can't overcome-Bakar is going to die, and he will die vigorously!

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