Unparalleled power.
Unparalleled willpower.
Unparalleled majesty.
The Black Dragon slowly raised its head, the flame patterns on its face crisscrossing. It looked ferocious and terrifying, but it also had a breathtaking beauty. In the depths of its pupils, which were extremely small compared to its eyeballs, there seemed to be flowers of the abyss swirling with flames.
It waved its sword that was more than three hundred meters long, and the flames engulfed heaven and earth like a tidal wave. The whole world was trembling. Natorius stood in the flowing lava, his eardrums filled with terrifying noises. The monstrous elemental power almost swallowed him up.
The God of Light and Fire could not say anything more. He looked up at the black shadow in disbelief. The Lord Of The Infernal Prison and the Blackwing King had clearly exhausted their strength and fallen into a desperate situation with no way to escape. But they had used some unknown method to recover themselves in an instant and even become stronger.
"Damn it."
Natorius stepped back step by step, trying to distance himself from the Black Dragon. Or rather, he was suppressed by the Black Dragon's majesty and was showing his cowardice in such a way that he did not realize it.
Not long ago, Natorius's blood was still boiling with fighting spirit. But now, it was cooling down bit by bit, as if an invisible snake of hell was slowly swimming into his heart. He clearly realized that he had missed the opportunity to kill the Blackwing King. Without the support of believers and faith, he could not defeat the Black Dragon in such a state.
But I still have to fight … After retreating ten steps, Natorius suddenly stopped. He slowly raised his spear and pointed it at the Black Dragon. If even his fighting spirit was destroyed, then he would definitely die here today. He would not even have the chance to escape.
However, the Black Dragon did not respond to this seemingly provocative action. He silently looked at the God of Light and Fire. His eyes did not look like he was looking at a god, but like he was looking at an ordinary person.
With Natorius's divine strength, it would only take him a few tenths of a second to reach him and launch a powerful attack. However, Black Dragon was still staring at him, no longer waving the terrifying sword of fire.
Just from the aura alone, one could tell that the Black Dragon's body had undergone an earth-shattering change. Azliers brought his power and will into Caesar's body and completely fused with it. He combined their originally different powers into one, forming a brand new and terrifying power. The scorching heat and poison in this power was destroying the Black Dragon's flesh and organs, but at the same time, gently and gently rebuilding them.
This combination of a demon and a dragon looked so powerful, but it was also so fragile.
"Roar!"
It suddenly let out a loud roar, as if it was roaring and laughing at the same time. Its voice was full of carefreeness, as if it was a lord who had finally grasped the power of the continent after endless battles and climbed to the top of the world. It roared unscrupulously and mockingly as it watched the overconfident insects turn into ashes. Its expression was condescending and insufferably arrogant, as if it was the ruler of the world.
From now on, without its permission, no one was allowed to raise their head.
After the roar, the Black Dragon felt a wave of confusion. "This is not something I can do. This feeling … is not very good."
Then, a strong wave surged in its mind. "No, this is simply wonderful and intoxicating. Power, absolute power!
Even gods are insects in front of me. Die, insect! "
The Black Dragon pointed its slender claw at the God of Light and Fire. It did not use the huge sword of fire, as if the weapon was just a decoration. In this short period of time, it had learned how to use its new power in a more precise way.
Because he was not confident that he could win, Natorius had to make a decision to defend and counterattack. So after raising the spear, he had been on guard all the time, casting divine spells such as "Foresight" and "Rapid Reaction" on himself, tensing his mind and waiting.
Even so, he still could not detect the opponent's attack.
There was no accumulation of power at all, and there was no energy reaction. The Black Dragon's attack was illogical and unpredictable. It was as if the supreme god had pointed his finger at your head and ordered you to die. There was no need for any explanation. You must die!
The God of Light and Fire was overturned and crashed into the burning mountain. A terrible bloody hole appeared in its chest, and the edges were full of scorch marks.
"Well, flames can now appear out of thin air."
"If this is the case, can I burn Pyro to death?"
"No, it can't be done. The power of this flame is too weak."
"Then strengthen it!"
The Black Dragon seemed to have some mental abnormalities. It stared at its claw and kept talking to itself. Suddenly, it found that the God of Light and Fire, who was trapped in the volcano, was struggling to get up, so it grinned and raised its hand again.
In an instant, Natorius's blood froze. He felt an unprecedented crisis. His divine instinct was screaming at him, telling him to leave this place as soon as possible and escape from the great disaster in front of him.
For the first time in his life, he tasted the taste of fear.
After the idea of escape arose, Natorius paused for a second. The Black Dragon's power had frozen his consciousness. When he woke up again, his body was completely burning. It was a golden flame that burned through even his divine power.
He wanted to escape, but … he could not move.
The speed of Natorius's thinking was infinitely slow. He could not understand what kind of power this was, but he tried his best to slowly realize a terrible fact: This … This … This … This … He must die!
"Leave this place."
As if there was a flash of lightning in his head, the voice of the Sun God roared in his head. Natorius could feel a pair of warm arms embracing him, helping him to break free from the quagmire and separate his consciousness from his body.
Before he could say anything, Natorius glanced at the terrible figure one last time. He suppressed the joy of surviving the disaster and tried his best to maintain his calm and escape.
"He ran away."
The Black Dragon glanced at the burnt divine body and looked up at the shining sun in the middle of the sky. "Pyro."
"He can't run away!
Chase him!
Kill him!
How dare he attack me! I have to make him pay a heavy price! "The consciousness roared.
He shook his head. "He has already paid the price, and Pyro won't have it easy either. Talos, Kun Gu, and Mad Clamour are all preparing to kill him. Even greater divine powers will bleed."
"This is not the end!
I have to kill that scumbag god! Even the Main God can't save him! I have to turn his Divine Flame and divine spark into food for my daughter! "
"No, I can't maintain this state. I look powerful now, but I'm actually very weak. I don't know what will happen if I chase after him. The most important thing right now is to find a place to recuperate as soon as possible and squeeze Azliers out of my body."
The consciousness was still resisting. "Azliers is already dead. This is his own choice. The only thing I can do is take revenge!"
"Not yet."
The Black Dragon shook his head and tried to convince himself. "But if I continue to hesitate like this, the fusion will intensify as time passes, and I'm not sure if I can complete the separation."
He made a decision while struggling. He flapped his flaming wings and left the Purgatory Mountains that he had created.