The serpent wantonly stretched its body, its massive body rampaging through the northern border of Essien without any fear, crushing countless trenches and villages. Its target was the Blackwing clan that was swarming forward like a tide. However, its massive body clearly slowed down the movements of this Spawn. Although its cumbersome and slow body was full of strength, it was difficult for it to hit the nimble Radiation Wyvern.
It could not be said that it was sluggish, as the nine-headed serpent's movements were just as nimble, but its massive body seemed to be much slower in the face of smaller creatures. This was a feeling shared by the dragons, especially Caesar.
The barbaric actions of the serpent had obviously attracted the attention of many of the Blackwing Clan. These wyverns that lived in the Empire flapped their wings and looked at this massive creature, and then became excited. Most of the Blackwing Army were bloodthirsty monster clans, but in the Empire, they had to obey the laws of the Imperial Court at all times, suppressing their natural instincts. To the fearless wyverns, war was their ultimate goal, and the sudden appearance of a powerful opponent was enough to excite them.
"Screech!"
The wyvern leader hovered in the air and let out a ferocious howl. Then, it ignored the swarm of vipers on land and roared as it charged towards the gigantic snake that was as majestic as a mountain. Following closely behind it were swarms of equally excited radiation wyverns.
This was not just an example. If one were to look at the entire battlefield from above, the wyverns rushing over from all directions were like moving black clouds, so many that it was despairing. The wyverns did not have any natural enemies in the Blackwing Empire, and their numbers over the past few decades were just too great, so much so that just this army alone was a terrifying force. If the Blackwing Empire were to wage war against other countries, just the wyverns alone would be enough to bring chaos to half of the country.
Without the Black Dragon Emperor's restraint, they almost immediately gave up on the Viper Dragons, and all of them swarmed towards the roaring serpent.
"Roar!!"
The serpent with wyverns crawling all over its body roared furiously, its nine heads attacking one after another. Soon, it began to roll on the ground, trying to throw these annoying little things off. This serpent's body was more than a hundred meters long, and its body was as heavy as a mountain. The rolling movement in the northern border of Essien shook the earth, and from the cracks in the ground, more Viper Dragons and Hell Spiders crawled out, attacking the wyverns.
Soon, the Hydra realized that the effect of such struggling was worrisome. It raised its head high, and all nine pairs of eyes glowed, and began to use its magic ability, restricting the movements of all the wyverns around it.
"All disobedience, will be dealt with!"
The serpent let out a low roar, and in the short period of time. In the short period of time, the Hydra stopped all its movements, opening its mouth, inhaling, sucking a huge amount of gas into the serpent's, forming a storm storm that was gathering Hydra.
Nine-Colored Breath.
In an instant, a violent wind blew, and in the storm, countless ruins, debris, and corpses were swept up, blurring everything in sight. Whether it was wyverns, orcs, Viper Dragons, or Hell Spiders, they were all affected by this violent storm, like a small boat in the middle of a huge wave, being torn into pieces by the energy that followed closely behind.
Under the fierce wind, many small things that were usually inconspicuous became deadly weapons. Every pebble, claw, or tooth was shot out at an astonishing speed that was close to the speed of sound, forming a second round of dense attacks that pierced through the flesh and blood of the body.
The serpent Hydra Monet was able to defeat the Ancient Golden Dragon Stannis, which meant that it was much stronger than the average legendary creature, and was the most powerful monster among the Monet's spawns. Although it did not have high intelligence, its battle prowess was unquestionable.
The storm raged all the way to the valley, bringing with it a sky full of ruins and flesh and blood. Caesar faced the hurricane and walked forward, leaving a trail of charred footprints. His body was overflowing with raging flames, and the violent energy and debris in front of him were all turned into dust and nothingness.
"Very good, very good."
Azliers was excited, and his voice came directly from the sword, "I'm very happy, look at this angry little guy, so cute, I love it so much."
"These words are a little harsh to my ears, how should I say … it's very silly." Caesar looked at him from the corner of his eyes, "Azliers, you have too much self-awareness."
"Watch your words!"
The giant sword trembled violently, almost breaking free from the Black Dragon's right claw, "I've already emphasized many times, Black Dragon, since you don't change, I think we should exchange identities. Let me disguise as you, and you will be the weapon. I've even thought of a name for you after you become the weapon, 'Evil Dragon's Heart'.
This name originated from a powerful Dracolich, Dark Scale Zalaweir.
It used to be the ruler of the Black Dragon Tribe and the ancient emperor who created the Dragon Tomb of Eternal Slumber. During the era of dragons and Titans, it could even defeat the Apocalyptic Titans. In the end, it was severely injured by the Titan God and turned into a Dracolich. But after that, it started a new dark era.
In order to obtain more power.
This monster once visited the Abyss and asked to see the Lord of the Dark Cloud … Enough!
Caesar Targaryen, why haven't you made your move yet? What are you doing? "
"I want to see how long you can talk." Caesar's voice was calm.
The emotions of demons were always very strong. Azliers roared for the second time, "I said, enough!"
"Alright, let's try." Caesar nodded. His movements were simple and straightforward, swinging his sword and slashing horizontally.
At this time, the starting point of the attack was at least a thousand meters away from the giant snake, Hydra Monet. However, neither Caesar nor the Lord Of The Infernal Prison felt that there was anything wrong with it.
There was no powerful fluctuation. The Burning Blade drew a slender arc, as if it was slashing at empty space. The expected energy explosion, air waves, and space shattering did not appear.
However, the giant snake that was roaring violently on the other side was instantly silenced. Its long and thick neck shrunk, and the scales on its body all opened up. There was a trace of fear in its fierce eyes.
Before it could react, a black line appeared on Hydra's neck. Flames danced behind its wound. In the next moment, the three heads of the giant snake were cut off at the same time. Blood gushed out like a flood. The giant heads slowly slid down under the pull of gravity, stirring up waves of smoke and dust.
The severing wound caused Hydra Monet to be in great pain. It twisted its body to look for the attacker. Soon, it saw Caesar who was a thousand meters away. However, the giant snake did not attack. It was not an attack that it could resist. The giant snake was a little scared. It slapped its tail on the ground, wanting to retreat.
"Too weak."
Azliers said, "I'm talking about you, Black Dragon.
I still have to go through so much trouble to attack such a small fellow. This makes me feel ashamed. "
Caesar grunted. "Then let's try again."
The giant snake suddenly widened its eyes and let out an ear-piercing scream. It instinctively sensed fatal danger and tore open space without caring about anything else. It hid in the half-plane as fast as it could, preparing to escape.
Caesar hooked his forearm and flicked the Burning Blade upwards.
At this time, most of the giant snake's body had already hidden in the half-plane. Only its long tail was still in the main material world, but it was useless. The black line appeared again, and Hydra Monet's body was split into two. It fell out of the half-plane, and its huge body fell heavily outside the fortress at the northern border of Essien.
Not only that, the previous attack had made the Lord Of The Infernal Prison notice the self-healing ability of the giant snake. He would not give it any more chances. The flames grew vigorously on the giant snake's wound, spreading rapidly until its flesh and bones were devoured into ashes.