Caesar reveals his claws and appears in front of Monet in his main form.

He didn't say a word, he came up and pounced, roared and ran, his wings swept back, the huge black dragon erupted at unimaginable speed, the air exploded, and a cone of flames appeared behind him, and the same cone flashed behind Monet, and the two sides were evenly matched, hedging at the speed of capturing the sound.

The air between the two sides was compressed to the limit of speed, the wind at a speed of five hundred miles per hour swept the entire mountain range, in the thunderous sonic boom, the two sides collided with flesh and blood, in the case of equal speed, Monet, who was larger and heavier, had a significant advantage, it made a tsunami-like sound, pushing the black dragon back sharply with huge kinetic energy, and the huge body glided on the ground, and the wind and flames and thunder flew sand and rocks under the wings of the colorful dragon.

Monet pushed Caesar up to the cliff, and the cliff cracked and collapsed due to the impact, and the monster raised its nine heads to the sky and hissed, attacking Caesar like a giant whale killing an eel, and the waves of water that could make the other party disappear.

However, this eel is not so fragile, and it contains extraordinary strength in its body.

Monet suddenly became short, it did not bend its knees, this near-god monster would not bend its knees like any life, but the sudden pressure of the mountains made it have to bend down, and its head with teeth and claws was also a little rickety.

"Decree and King's Power." An indifferent voice came from within the mountain.

The rocks collapsed, and among the broken rocks splashed one after another, Caesar swept up like a ghost, climbed up Monet's back lightly, broke the bones of Monet's wings, and slowly hung down like a mountain-like membrane, Monet was like a volcano erupting blood, bursting from the wound with hot blood that surged up to the sky, and then the blood boiled into red steam.

Monet howled and waved its long tail of jagged backbones, the ugliest and most embarrassing part of its body, but still a very powerful weapon, the long-tailed python-like writhing, the bone spurs on the edges glowing as white as blades, and the black dragon on its back was blindly pierced, forcing Caesar to leave its body.

"Roar."

It roared, its eyes bloodshot and its face hideous, although its injuries could heal quickly, but the blow to the imposing belief was not so easy to erase, it was injured, an attack from a mortal thing in the material plane, the other party was the dragon it hated the most.

"Incompetent fool, without the protection of the gods, do you think you can live?" The huge claws pierced the air and slapped at Caesar, but he was dodged.

The dark green poisonous mist like a tsunami erupted from Monet's mouth, melting the space itself, Caesar's psionic defense lasted for a few seconds before it collapsed, his body was in contact with the poisonous fog like seeing cold ice soaked in boiling oil, the strong energy of different species produced a violent conflict, the black dragon was torn out of hundreds of small gaps, and the dark golden blood gushed out of the body as if out of control.

Caesar frowned, the taste was not pleasant, as if countless sharp swords were going in and out of every part of his body, and he sped up, trying to get out of the area covered by this poisonous substance.

What is even more terrifying is that Monet has already crossed the path of his retreat.

The huge monster stretched out its claws, grabbed the black dragon's body, and restricted his movements, Monet's hideous expression disappeared, leaving only a cold smile of triumph, its claws suddenly forced, and said triumphantly: "You're finished, mortal." ”

Caesar smiled: "Who's finished?" ”

Behind Monet, endless flames rose from the ground and pressed against the sky, like an overwhelming tsunami, but this tsunami was red, and every wave was a leaping fire.

The waves burned the hills and the mountains, and slammed against Monet with tens of millions of tons, pushing it into levitation, forcing it to let go of the black dragon in its claws, and let out an angry and painful roar in the midst of the fire.

The flames bypassed Caesar, and the Demon Monarch Azrils emerged from the sea of flames: "Can you do it?" ”

"What do you think?" Caesar asked, "Why is it so slow?" ”

"I'm going to ask you, throw me aside, I don't know what you're going to do. Go up and start fighting, I thought you were confident enough to fight. ”

Azrils muttered dissatisfiedly: "I don't even have time to introduce myself. ”

"Abyss Lord." Monet, who had regained his feet, stared at him.

"That's right." Azrils nodded: "I am a transcendent being from the Upper Realm, the Lord of the 601st Layer of the Abyss in your mouth, the Flame Monarch and Flame Lord Azriel......"

Before he finished speaking, Monet on the other side had already begun to inhale deeply, all nine of its heads opened their mouths, and a large amount of gas was swallowed into Monet's stomach, and its movements were so violent that a tornado storm was formed, and the flames of the Flame Monarch were swaying and extinguishing in this storm.

"Remember how the dragon god and the dragon queen disappeared?" Caesar squinted at him.

"Of course I do." Azrils said, narrowing his eyes, power roaring and surging within the elemental's body, "This damn guy didn't listen to me. ”

Caesar also began to inhale, he didn't need to ingest a lot of gas, but the cracks crisscrossing his chest had been ignited into a blazing gold, and the fusion reaction had appeared in the allomorphic dragon's body, and a steady stream of fusion nuclear energy was being sent from his heart to the basal blood vessels, spitting sac cavities, and mouth and jaw.

There was a more significant reaction on the surface of the black dragon's body, and the chest was filled with golden cracks that spread outward from the end, like a golden silk coil connecting Caesar's body, and the temperature of the body surface of this allomorphic transformation dragon rose sharply, as bright as the white blazing sun, and the golden waves spread outward in a ripple-shaped shape like substance.

"Boom Boom!!"

Monet attacked first, this time it spit out not a black hole, but a nine-colored breath like the giant snake Hydra, but the energy response is several times stronger, and the legendary "Bahamut's breath" is also destructive, the wind is just a prelude, and the nine-colored breath is entangled and fused with each other after leaving Monet's mouth, and finally becomes a chaotic state that does not distinguish between each other.

Caesar opened his mouth, and the large particles visible to the naked eye converged in front of his jaw, and then rushed forward as if gaining kinetic energy to form a flickering ray of light, and when the light disappeared, a white pillar of light burst out from the black dragon's mouth.

Azrils was also in action, he was not a dragon, the end of the energy burst was not in the mouth, but in the eyes, and the eyes of the Infernal Monarch were filled with raging fire, and then converged into two red streams of destructive flames.

Monet fought against Caesar's fusion breath and Azriel's destructive flamestream with Chaos Breath.

This is a competition of pure energy intensity, although Monet is strong, but after all, it has its upper limit, the Black Dragon Emperor and the Flame Prison Monarch are not ordinary demigods, but the best of the demigods, so although Monet did not expect it, it is inevitable that it will lose in this duel, after a short stalemate, the energy of Caesar and Azrils quickly suppressed Monet, annihilating its chaotic breath and pushing it back.