No One Knows the One Punch Maiden Better Than Me

When he was on the ground, the kitten's instantaneous burst speed was the fastest among Baiyin and many people around Baiyin.

However, if it takes a long time to fly in the sky, the dragon is really incomparable. Even a kitten can hardly defeat the dragon in a long chase.

Neither can vampires.

Baiyin can't do the same.

So in the end, I can only watch the remaining dragons escape.

But... Although he ran away, he still left behind some clues.

That is the special smell of the dragon.

There is a special fishy smell on the dragon's body. This kind of smell may pass away with the wind, and most people can't detect it at all, but for the kitten, the smell is particularly clear.

The kitten has a keen sense of smell, even stronger than that of the black beast. Through the remaining smell in the air, the kitten can easily track the trace of the dragon.

There are only [-] giant dragons, to be honest, it is somewhat beyond Baiyin's expectation.

Baiyin was still wondering, even if there are not tens of thousands of dragons, there must be thousands of them, right?

It turned out to be only two hundred, this number is a bit too subtle.

Baiyin still understands the principle of eradicating all evil. The dragons are always a huge threat. This time, the dragons rushed over together. If these dragons were a little more cunning and appeared in different directions and in different cities, then How exaggerated the damage to the human world is, it is simply unimaginable.

No one can deny the destructive power of the giant dragon, it is completely at the level of a nuclear bomb.

Therefore, if you can find the place where the giant dragons gather and then kill those giant dragons, that would be the best. The intelligence is also good.

It was with such an idea in mind that they arranged for Reinas and Xiao Hei to cooperate with Walkley and Caroline to clean up the dragon's corpse, while Baiyin led these people and left quietly. .

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As for Chakras and Sylvester, they were hiding in the Dragon's Valley, surrounded by a world of ice and snow. These two people thought that after arriving here, they would be absolutely safe.

After all, this location is very secretive, and no one else knows about it except Sylvester.

A world of ice and snow, normal humans can't even breathe here.

Although Baiyin is powerful, he is human after all, and is severely restricted here. On the contrary, although this environment is not suitable for ice dragons to survive, the dragon language magic for ice dragons will actually be enhanced.

Under the circumstances of ebb and flow, even if people like Baiyin can find this place, they probably won't get any benefits.

So, after arriving here, everyone was relieved a lot.

Sylvester is preparing to contact the gods.

It is not easy to communicate with the great existence of the Heavenly Realm, after all, Sylvester does not have the tyrannical strength of the Lord of Thunderstorms.

Therefore, the thunderstorm hammer is needed as an introduction and a medium to communicate with the Lord of Thunderstorm.

At the same time, around Sylvester's body, there are neatly cut, smooth, arc-shaped ice cubes, each ice cube is engraved with symbols of storm and lightning.

In that notch, there is still a scarlet liquid.

That's blood.

The blood of Sylvester the Elf King and Chakras the Ice Dragon King.

In order to communicate with the gods, Sylvester needs the blood that is full of magic power to stimulate him.

The proud Elf King, kneeling on the ground piously at this moment, kept praying, extolling the prestige of the supreme and great existence, the Lord of Thunderstorms.

Chakras also has a group of giant dragons, huddled around vigilantly.

The Lord of Thunderstorms is the biggest enemy of the dragon, and the culprit who caused the dragon family to fall into the current situation. But now, Chaklas is really unwilling to pray to the Lord of Thunderstorms.

As the sacrificial ceremony proceeded, clusters of electric arcs began to fill the surrounding air.

In the ears, I could hear the howling of a cold hurricane, and an inexplicable pressure was gradually permeating the surroundings.

The giant dragons began to roar uncomfortably, their heads were constantly shaking, and their thick dragon tails hit the ground in front of them time and time again.

Even Chakras couldn't bear that kind of pressure, his heart was trembling non-stop.

The true god has not really appeared yet, and it has already produced such a terrible pressure. If the god really appeared in front of him, how terrifying would that scene be?

Are the ancestors of the dragon clan fighting against such a powerful existence?

In Chakras' heart, there was a kind of spontaneous admiration.

But on the other side, thinking that now he actually wants to pray for the forgiveness of his former enemy, Chakras couldn't help but feel a deep guilt in his heart, and even felt that he was no longer worthy of being called a dragon.

This is a very complicated idea.

Just when Chakras was ashamed of his submission, on the other side, Sylvester's face was completely distorted together. That appearance looked extremely distorted. The originally handsome face, now At this moment, it looks almost like a devil.

"Not enough, not enough, not enough..."

"Sacrifice is not enough."

It is too difficult for mortals to contact the gods at other times except when offering sacrifices. The sacrifices needed must be very valuable.

Although the blood of the Elf King and the Ice Dragon King are very valuable, these are not enough, and more valuable offerings are needed.

As long as he can communicate with the gods, as long as he can complete the tasks arranged by the gods, for Sylvester, he is willing to bear no matter what the price is.

At this moment, Sylvester raised his head suddenly, let out a mournful roar, stretched out his right hand suddenly, and directly inserted two sharp fingers into his eye sockets, and then directly put his The eyeballs were gouged out.

That's right, he directly dug out one of his own eyes.

This scene made the Ice Dragon King's heart tremble uncontrollably.

This is not an injury that was destroyed by others.

Gouging out the eyeball and using it as a sacrifice will never recover from the damage on the body, that is to say, Sylvester will always maintain the appearance of one eye.

This guy is really a little too crazy. In order to communicate with the gods, he is willing to do this. Even Chakras feels a little shocked.

This guy is a complete lunatic.

The blood-stained eyeball was thrown directly on the altar by Sylvester, and with a buzzing sound, the eyeball burned violently. The burning eyeball produced extremely powerful energy, and that energy was transmitted into the thunderstorm In the warhammer, immediately above the thunderstorm warhammer, the wind and thunder blew up.

Surrounding Sylvester's body, a violent whirlwind almost formed, and the violent whirlwind shot straight into the sky, and in the sky above his head, it seemed to form a super huge whirlpool, spinning violently , like a terrifying giant python, twisting its body constantly.

In that huge vortex, thunder and lightning, a storm broke out.

The dazzling light flickered crazily!

In it, a figure loomed.

Gradually, a strange outline unexpectedly emerged.

God, is it finally about to appear?

It was at this time that even Chaklas couldn't bear the terrifying coercion, which was unprecedentedly powerful. There was a mournful cry from his mouth, and his body prostrated himself on the ground, while the other giant dragons beside him couldn't bear it even more. Containing this terrible power, the wailing continued.

Chakras wanted to look up and see what kind of existence appeared in front of him.

However, when Chaklas reluctantly raised his head, what he saw in the pitch-black storm was just a symbol of lightning and storm, linked together in a strange way.

This... is this the Lord of Thunderstorms?

Not even a body, just a symbol of the power and power that he has mastered?

Just when such a thought came to Chaklas's mind, there was a sudden scream. In a trance, Chaklas only felt a bolt of lightning raging in the deepest part of his soul.

The violently rotating whirlwind seemed to be about to shatter his soul into pieces.

The unimaginable pain made Chakras' body twitch uncontrollably, his eyes burst open with a puff, and the blood flowed continuously.

A humble life cannot directly look at the supreme great existence.

A thought emerged in Chakras' mind.

Chaklas also finally understood how terrifying this so-called, supreme existence was. In Chaklas's heart, he never dared to bring up any thought of resistance, with those scorched eyes , his body was completely prostrate on the ground, trembling.

However, Elven King Sylvester is an exception.

Sylvester is the servant chosen by the Lord of Thunderstorms, so he can give this servant certain preferential treatment, allowing this servant to look directly at his symbol, although this kind of preferential treatment and gift is not so beautiful, looking directly at the thunderstorm Lord, it brought unimaginable pain to Sylvester. I only felt that my eyes and soul were being burned by an inexplicable force, and my whole body was full of unbearable pain.

But this severe pain couldn't offset the madness in Sylvester's heart.

For this kind of most pious fanatic, being able to see the appearance of the supreme great existence with his own eyes is his endless glory. Nothing makes Sylvester more proud and excited than this situation.

"Great existence, your pious and humble servant, I beg your forgiveness."

"The servant can't complete your task. That woman is stronger than I imagined. We lost fifty dragons and were killed by that woman." Sylvester's body Kneeling on the ground, he spoke in a trembling voice full of guilt and guilt.

"We pray that the supreme great existence will grant us greater strength."

In the sky, the contradictory symbol of thunder and storm did not convey any words, but Sylvester seemed to understand something.

Then, I saw a flash of thunder suddenly, and that bolt of lightning struck Sylvester's body.

Hearing Sylvester's scream, his body suddenly collapsed, turning into fine powder and scattered on the ground. Sylvester's soul was revealed, and the power of lightning wrapped around Sylvester's body. above the soul.

It was an unimaginable pain for the soul to directly bear the power of thunder and lightning. Sylvester's soul collapsed several times, but was forcibly gathered together by a powerful force.

This situation, which lasted for tens of seconds, finally disappeared.

Sylvester's body never appeared again, replaced by a pure soul body, moreover, this soul body seemed to have completely merged with Thunder and Lightning, becoming a more special existence.

That gray-black soul stayed in mid-air, and electric arcs flickered continuously on Sylvester's soul.

Sylvester didn't complain at all about the destruction of his body. On the contrary, Sylvester's heart was even filled with extreme excitement. His soul stretched out a hand, or something like a tentacle , wrapped around the Thunderstorm Hammer. The Thunderstorm Hammer, which was very difficult to control, became extremely relaxed at this moment. .

Chirp!

Thunder, the power of thunder and lightning.

The transformation of Lord of Thunderstorms.

It directly turned Sylvester into the existence of a pure soul body, and at the same time allowed Sylvester to completely integrate with Thunder and Lightning, completely mastering the power of Thunder and Lightning. From this moment on, Sylvester is The embodiment of thunder and lightning.

How destructive is the lightning that falls from the sky?No one can imagine.

Sylvester felt that his strength was at least three times stronger than before.

This unprecedented power gave Sylvester extreme confidence. Even if that little bastard Baiyin appeared in front of him again, Sylvester was confident that he could crush that woman to pieces. .

Immediately afterwards, a row of special, indescribable symbols were born from the thunderstorm.

That kind of symbol, extremely distorted, like countless tadpoles, like countless earthworms, entangled with strange lines, it does not belong to any kind of civilization in this world, it is a very special kind of writing. picture of.

The row of symbols, after appearing, hovered above Chaklas's head, and after spinning back and forth a few times, drilled in above Chaklas's head.

The second is sent.