Sink into darkness, world! ”

Surrounded by a flock of wild crows, Svein took a deep breath and raised his crimson left hand, a dark purple halo of extremely brilliant light to render the sky.

[Never Again]!

The deep purple glow that fills the sky blooms like roses, the delicate and beautiful petals spread endlessly, and the thorny rhizomes fall into the black tide.

From afar, the flock of flocks of ravens that have been helped can faintly confront the world of fire and stop the pouring of blazing waterfalls.

Wow!

The delicate rose burst into full bloom, and a demonic palm stretched out from the center of the stamen, soaring into the sky.

The next moment!

The demon's arm directly shattered the world of flames, and its thick fingers clawed the space, revealing dark cracks.

Then cut off the waterfall of flames pouring lava and lash out at Petrick, the Lord of Infernal Flames.

"Get out of here!"

Seeing the approaching demonic palm in his field of vision, Petrick's heart flashed with a throbbing, and deadly danger filled the depths of his soul.

【Dragon Tail Strike】!

Although the body of the red dragon is not the strongest among the real dragons, compared to the vast majority of monsters and intelligent creatures, the strength of the dragon body is beyond doubt.

The smooth scales reflected the fire, and Petrick flicked his hard tail towards the demon's palm that was close at a moment's notice.

Click!

Sticky blood mixed with a large number of dragon scales spilled, several hideous scars appeared on the dragon's tail, and red bones loomed.

"Whew!"

Petrick let out a roar of bitter rage.

His roar was somewhat distorted by the stimulation of the painful moment, and the dragon's body unconsciously swayed and undulated, curled up together.

Whew! Whew! Whew!

Dragontail was hit hard, and Petrick hid his inner thoughts, frantically fanned his wings, and set off waves of gray gas, wanting to get out of here.

He deeply felt that Svein's strength was far beyond his ability.

Before he could turn around, the demon's palm closed and viciously grabbed Petrick's dragon body.

"Roar!"

The dragon's roar resumed, and Petrick raised his head and roared.

The shattering blazing flames instantly condensed around him, forming an extremely terrifying heat.

Then this high temperature of the scorching space quickly produced an extremely strong expansion effect under Petrick's control, and exploded in an instant, forming an extremely explosive high air pressure.

Circles of hot red waves exploded in all directions, trying to break free from the demon's grasp.

Blood bursts out, flesh flies, scales dance!

The futile struggle caused Petrick to wail, but even so, he swayed wildly, longing for freedom.

"Obey me!"

Svein's expression was indifferent, and a deep purple light continued to emerge from his crimson left hand, blessing the demon's palm, firmly imprisoning the abyss red dragon, and letting him struggle to no avail.

"How is that possible? I am the Lord of the Infernal Flames, the Overlord of the Red Lotus Abyss, and the Greatest Red Dragon! ”

"How can you succumb to a human legend!"

Petrick turned his head and looked at the immobile Svein, his upside-down lava pupils full of sarcasm.

"Arrogant tyrant?"

The arrogance and arrogance of the red dragons is unmatched by any other dragon, they see themselves as kings, and the other dragons live under them and are under their orders.

Eventually, the Red Dragons succeeded in killing themselves and had to flee the main material plane and hide in other planes, including the bottomless abyss.

Recalling some information about the red dragon, Svein shook his head slightly, such a true dragon can't live long in the Valoran Continent, maybe that's why this guy in front of him fell into the abyss.

"Then go die!"

Without any hesitation, Svein immediately controlled the demon's palm, wanting to directly crush the body of the Abyss Red Dragon.

Click! Click!

The keel trembled, unable to withstand the pressure of the demon's palm, and let out a slight wail.

Petrick looked at the cracked dragon body, the dripping blood was like rain spilling, and his heart finally fell irrepressibly into fear.

He is the Lord of Purgatory Flames, a red dragon with high-level legendary strength, you no longer persuade, you no longer co-opt, just kill so easily?

In the turn of his head, Petrick saw Svein's emotionless eyes, and roared impatiently, as if he took a step slower, and he would be killed directly by the guy in front of him.

"Wait! Wait a minute! Damn it..... Great Legend of Mankind, I am willing to surrender to you! ”

The dignity of a legend?

The arrogance of the red dragon?

Sorry, nothing is more important than life in the face of death.

"Shrink your body." Svein whispered, his deep eyes calmly staring at the abyssal red dragon in front of him.

"Yes!"

When Petrick heard this, he immediately shrunk the dragon body, completely fell into the palm of the demon's hand, and did not dare to move in the slightest, and his hard work was also rewarded, and he clearly felt that the demon's palm slightly loosened the dragon body, leaving a slight gap.

Seeing that the Abyssal Red Dragon no longer resisted, Svein reversed the direction of the demon's palm, and then carried the Abyss Red Dragon into the Crimson Portal without looking back, leaving the extinct volcano.

In the fierce confrontation just now, he suddenly sensed a trace of danger from the depths of the Red Lotus Abyss, which was a feeling he had never felt in the Abyss of Original Sin, and it was also the difference he felt at the beginning.

In normal times, he might look out for the source of danger.

But now Valoran is in a state of chaos and needs someone to suppress the situation, so he chooses to return to the main material plane.

.....

After the tea effort.

A group of extinct volcanoes with dark ash clouds.

A subtle mental fluctuation suddenly appeared in the dim sky, and the clouds rippled, as if opening the eyes and quietly looking at the end of the battlefield.

Raging flames lingered on the ridges, blazing heat scorched the ground, and a few dark purple halos stained the crimson doors.

"This flame breath, is it the weak red dragon? And also...... Hmm, a strange demonic aura! ”

"Interesting, the new Demon Maharaja has appeared? Has this abyssal movement that has just opened attracted the attention of so many people? ”

The spiritual fluctuations extended, spreading out like a spider's web, analyzing the energy fluctuations left in the air, and Svein's breath attracted the attention of the unknown existence behind the Red Lotus Abyss.

As if remembering something, the translucent spiritual seed fell and fell into the abyss portal.

Immediately, a fresh breeze blew through the silent extinct volcanoes, obliterating all remaining energy fluctuations and then dissipating the door that almost became a passage to the abyss.

......

......

The continent of Karadimos, the land of the far north.

In the dark night sky, crystal clear snowflakes drifted and fell into the towers below.

But all this can't hide the interlocking blue ice rings that fill the sky, which are slowly dissipating, and the rich magical energy is almost indissolvable, like a materialized starlight dotting the sky.

"Just a newly-minted demigod who dares to snatch the Tablet of Destiny (shard)?"

The old mage was hanging high in the air, and when he saw the remains near the ice ring, he said in an extremely flat tone, as if he had killed a demigod, not worth mentioning.

With the light of his eyes turning, the old mage looked at the outer area of the Northland Snow Tower, and there were several extremely obvious abyssal aura gently fluttering.

"Pass my orders and clear all the abyssal cracks in the Northland!"

He wasn't very worried about the ravaging Abyss invasion, but tonight's battle was a wake-up call that there were definitely many people or forces in the shadows who coveted the Tablet of Destiny (shard).

"The beginning of prophecy is eventful."