Caesar bared his fangs and claws as he appeared in front of Monet in his original form.
He didn't say a word as he pounced on Monet. He roared as he ran and flapped his wings. This huge Black Dragon was moving at an unimaginable speed. The air exploded as a flaming sound cone appeared behind him. A similar sound cone also appeared behind Monet. Both of them were evenly matched as they charged at each other at a speed that captured the sound.
The air between the two of them was compressed to the limit. Gales of five hundred miles per hour swept across the entire mountain range. Amidst the thunderous sonic booms, the two of them collided with flesh and blood. In a situation where their speeds were equal, Monet, who was bigger and heavier, had the obvious advantage. He let out a sound like a tsunami and used his huge kinetic energy to push the black dragon back. His huge body was gliding close to the ground. Under the colorful dragon wings, there were gales, flames, thunder, and sand flying everywhere.
Monet kept pushing Caesar to the top of the cliff. The cliff also cracked and collapsed due to the impact. The monster raised its nine heads and roared towards the sky. It attacked Caesar like a giant whale attacking an eel. Just the waves it stirred up could turn the opponent into ashes.
However, this eel wasn't that weak. Its body contained extraordinary power.
Monet suddenly lowered his body. He didn't kneel down. This monster that was close to God wouldn't kneel down like any other living creature. However, the sudden pressure made him bend down. His head that was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws also bent down a little.
"Order: Royalty." A cold voice came from inside the mountain.
Caesar leaped into the air like a ghost, nimbly climbed onto Monet's back, and broke the bones of Monet's wings. Monet's wings, which were as big as a mountain, slowly drooped down. Monet was like a volcano that was erupting blood. Boiling blood gushed out from his wounds, and soon after, the blood boiled and turned into red-hot steam.
Monet roared as he waved his long tail that was made of bones. This was the ugliest part of his body, but it was still a very powerful weapon. The long tail twisted like a python. The bone spurs on the edge of the tail were glowing white like blades. They blindly pierced towards the Black Dragon on his back, forcing Caesar to leave his body.
Roar!
It roared madly with bloodshot eyes and a ferocious expression on its face. Although its injuries could rapidly heal, the blow to its spirit and belief wouldn't be so easily erased. It was injured by an attack from a mortal in the material plane, and its opponent was a dragon that it hated the most.
"Useless idiot, without the protection of a god, do you think you can survive?" A huge claw cut through the air and slapped towards Caesar, but it was dodged.
The dark green poisonous mist spurted out of Monet's mouth like a tsunami, melting through the space itself. Caesar's psionic defense only lasted for a few seconds before it collapsed. When his body came into contact with the poisonous mist, it was like a piece of cold ice being immersed in boiling oil. The powerful energy of different types clashed violently. Hundreds of tiny wounds were torn on the black dragon's body. Dark golden blood gushed out of his body uncontrollably.
Caesar frowned. This feeling was not pleasant. It was as if countless sharp swords were entering and exiting every part of his body. He increased his speed, wanting to escape the area covered by this poisonous substance.
What was even more frightening was that Monet had already blocked his only escape route.
The huge monster stretched out its sharp claws and grabbed the Black Dragon's body, restricting his movements. Monet's ferocious expression disappeared without a trace. Only a cold smile was left. Its sharp claws suddenly tightened and it said proudly, "You're finished, mortal."
Caesar smiled. "Who's finished?"
Behind Monai, endless raging flames rose from the ground and pressed against the blue dome of heaven. It was like an unparalleled tsunami that blotted out the sky and covered the earth. However, this tsunami was red in color, and every wave was a jumping raging flame.
The waves burned the hills and destroyed the mountains. With a force of thousands of tons, they slapped Monet's body heavily, pushing it into the air. It had no choice but to let go of the Black Dragon in its claws. It roared angrily and painfully in the midst of the raging flames.
The flames bypassed Caesar. Demon Monarch Azliers appeared from the sea of flames. "Can you do it?"
"What do you think?" Caesar asked. "Why are you so slow?"
"I should ask you. You threw me aside with a clang. How am I supposed to know what you're going to do?
You started fighting as soon as you went up. I thought you were confident enough to win. "
Azliers grumbled unhappily. "I didn't even have time to introduce myself."
"Lord of the Abyss." Monet stood up again and stared at him.
"That's right."
Azliers nodded. "I'm a supernatural being from the Upper Realm. I'm the lord of the 601st floor of the Abyss, the Infernal Monarch, the Lord of the Flames, Azlir …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Monet had already begun to inhale deeply. All nine of its heads opened their mouths, and a huge amount of gas was sucked into its stomach. Its movements were so violent that it formed tornadoes one after another. The flames of the Infernal Monarch flickered and were extinguished by the tornadoes.
"Do you remember how the Dragon God and Dragon Queen disappeared?" Caesar looked at him from the corner of his eyes.
"Of course I do."
Azliers said, squinting his eyes. Power roared and surged in his elemental body. "This damned bastard. He didn't even listen to me."
Caesar also began to inhale. He did not need to take in a large amount of gas. However, the crisscrossing cracks on his chest had been ignited into a blazing golden color. A nuclear fusion reaction appeared in the body of the mutated dragon. An endless stream of nuclear fusion energy was being transported from his heart to the basal blood vessels, spitting sacs, and jaw.
There were more obvious reactions on the surface of the Black Dragon's body. The golden cracks on his chest spread out from the end, like golden threads connecting to Caesar's body. The temperature of the mutated dragon's body rose sharply. It was as bright as the sun. The golden waves spread out in the form of ripples.
"Boom boom boom boom!!"
Monet attacked first. This time, he did not spit out a black hole. Instead, he spat out a nine-colored breath like the giant snake Hydra. However, the energy reaction was more than a few times stronger. It had the same destructive color as the legendary "Bahamut's Breath". The strong wind and the flying sand were just the prelude. The nine-colored breath entangled with each other after leaving Monet's mouth and finally became a state of chaos.
Caesar opened his mouth. Large particles that could be seen with the naked eye gathered in front of his jaw. Then, as if they had gained kinetic energy, they shot forward rapidly. When the light disappeared, a bright white beam of light erupted from the Black Dragon's mouth.
Azliers was also on the move. He was not a dragon. The end of the energy explosion was not in his mouth but in his eyes. The eyes of the Lord Of The Infernal Prison were filled with raging flames. Then, they converged into two red streams of destructive flames.
Monet was fighting one against two. He used his chaotic breath to fight against Caesar's fusion breath and Azliers' destructive flames.
This was a battle of pure energy intensity. Although Monet was strong, there was still a limit. The Black Dragon Emperor and the Lord Of The Infernal Prison were not ordinary demigods. They were the best among the demigods. Therefore, although Monet did not expect it, it was inevitable that he would lose in this battle. After a short stalemate, Caesar and Azliers' energy quickly suppressed Monet, annihilating his chaotic breath and pushing it back.