The wind north of the Esin Mountains, known locally as Suen, is blowing through the vast white plains, the snow has melted, and the vast fields are like endless seas, and the undulating low hills are the waves on the sea, and the monsters covered in black scales are standing on the crest of the waves, looking at the shining horizon in the south of the plains.

The sword in his hand was a deep black, but it shone like a flame, and the sword grid was embedded with a beautiful molten heart, and the power flowed along the spine of the sword.

"It's over."

Caesar watched the Wyvern and orcs pouring into the northern frontier of Essien, and the goblins' armored forces rumbling to the near end, he knew that the situation was decided, no matter how anxious the battle on the side of the metal dragon and the five-colored dragon was, Monet's army on the frontal battlefield had been defeated.

In the rest of the year, these guys will face a continuous hunt until they retreat to the heart of the Ebu Kingdom and regroup.

"It's so strong that it's inexplicable." Azrils felt the power surging in the black dragon's body and thought.

He had fought the Black Dragon to the death, and knew that Caesar Targaryen was a difficult opponent, but at that time, the Monarch of the Hell's perception of the Black Dragon was just a "difficult one", until the comparison was revealed, and when they faced the Great Serpent Hydra side by side, Azrils knew exactly how strong this "temporary companion" really was.

The superimposed power of the two demigods is not as simple as one plus one, and the two of them work together to hunt the nine-headed snake at the peak of the legend, which is as simple and casual as cutting open a reptile.

When Azilils was looking at Caesar, Caesar was also staring at him, the black dragon was not surprised by the power of the Abyss Lord, because he had already had a relatively accurate estimate of this, he was re-examining whether the conditions for dividing the divine fire were correct, it is said that the powerful Abyss Lord can injure the godhead and even coerce the gods, is Azrils also doing this?

"It's boring."

The Flame Prison Monarch said lazily: "If it can't find any other strong force except Monet himself, then there is really no suspense in this war." ”

"Even Monet, it's not something you and I can deal with."

Caesar said that he has a very self-aware reputation, even if he is the emperor of the north and does not have unwarranted expansion, Monet once fought with the dragon god and the queen of the dragon, although it is only a god in the form of the main material realm, it is also better than Caesar and Azriel.

Even if it is unlikely that Monet will still have the power he had at that time 7,000 years later, this battle will still be difficult.

"What are you going to do next?" Azrils asked tentatively.

"Go back." Caesar turned around with the Flame Monarch in his hand.

"It's not a good habit to be quiet, aren't you going to say more?"

"Monet can hide in the half-plane and never come out, but it is a monster, a monster with a pure desire for destruction more than you, it is impossible for it to witness its army being swallowed by blows all the time, and if it continues like this, it will not be able to resist jumping out sooner or later."

Caesar groaned, thought for a moment, and added, "Maybe it's already jumping out." Alex - an ancestral blue dragon who suddenly disappeared some time ago and didn't even send a distress signal, I can't think of a few creatures in Eladia with such abilities. ”

No sooner had he finished than a loud earthquake erupted on the northern edge of Essin, and the sound of explosions in a ring spread from the ground upwards, and huge cracks appeared in the earth's crust, and the vast field became uneven like a crumpled piece of paper, and not far away a firelight rose, and countless fragments of the earth's crust were sprinkled into the dark and dull sky.

"Unbiased estimate, congratulations." Azrils chuckled, "I smell it." ”

"Sooner than I thought." Caesar frowned, they could all sense a strong energy response, "It seems that seven thousand years of captivity have indeed driven Monet crazy, and he can't afford even a small loss - it can't wait." ”

"I don't think so." "It seems to me that it is not at all afraid of this so-called alliance, nor does it care whether these tokens live or die; The reason why this guy is hiding and attacking with tokens and armies is just to test your power, and when it understands the truth, it no longer cares. ”

As a demon lord who is also full of desire to destroy, Azrils has a better understanding of Monet's mentality, and Caesar thinks about it and nods in agreement.

"Alright."

Azrils urged: "We have to step back a bit, after all, this is the first time for the debut, give it a chance to make a gorgeous appearance." ”

This was the condition that the Abyss Lord had negotiated with Caesar from the beginning, and whether or not they were sure of victory, they would not be able to fight Monet at the first time, at least until the Platinum Dragon God and the Mother of Dragons.

The fort on the border of Essien, which had been abandoned by Monet's army, began to burn, and the stones fell one by one, smashing into the ground and cracking into pieces, fiery poisonous gases shot out from the cracks in the walls, the red-hot steel structure bent and melted, and all kinds of voices converged into the dying wails of this shattered land, and all kinds of lights shot aimlessly, as if Eladia was about to restart it.

The flames rose from the ground, lightning danced and sang all around, steam, flames and lightning everywhere, the snow fell in layers, the earth's crust seemed to be opened, and all kinds of gases such as poison, sluggishness, and petrification were released, and the space was filled with the coercion of disordered minds.

The explosion was wave after wave, the hot wind and dust even hit Caesar's face directly, and from time to time a pillar of fire dozens or hundreds of meters long erupted from the earth's crust, and the sky was reflected blood red, under the blood-like canopy, the space gradually cracked, and the huge monster poked out its claws, the front half of the claws were covered with iron-like scales, and the back half was a variety of rune veins.

Red, gold, blue, Monet poked out three heads from the half-plane, it was as huge as a mountain, looked down coldly with a king-like gaze, and then let out a deafening roar, opening the door of the half-plane.

"It's spectacular."

Azrils said he felt as if he were looking at a work of art: "It's going to be an incredible sight, and we're here to enjoy it." ”

As soon as the roar fell, an incomparable explosion began, and Monet's foothold set off an incomparable blazing light, and the flames and crushed rock fell from the sky like meteorites, and the shock wave stranded everything tangible, and the wyverns that had rushed to the front were all reduced to dust in an instant.

Caesar opened his spiritual power field to shelter all the Blackwing races centered on him, and he had ordered the Blackwing Legion to retreat as soon as he noticed Monet's appearance, but there were still many wyverns who were affected by the inability to retreat, and it was true that there were more ants to bite the elephant, but the elephant could also trample more ants to death with one foot.

"I've got goosebumps, friend." Azrils was still shouting excitedly: "I regret cooperating with you, Monet will tirelessly destroy everything that can be destroyed, I really can't bear to disturb him." ”

"Shut up!" Caesar murdered him.