"Presumptuous!"

Azrils replied in a louder voice: "Black Dragon, who do you think you are talking to, you poor ridiculous stupid clansman? ”

Caesar didn't speak, didn't bother to pay attention to this guy, and looked up at the hideous beast in the distance.

The scenery of the northern frontier of Essien is beautiful, the forest between the hills blends into the mottled rust red, like a splash of color flowing on canvas, it depicts the vast misty valleys of the province of Essien and the basin plains scattered among the mountains and hills, but when Monet appears here, everything is destroyed, there are storms and fires everywhere, and when the shock wave sweeps away, the temperature plummets to a cold enough to make mortals shiver.

Monet roared, it killed all life that came close to it, including the monsters loyal to it, every move of a monster of this level was devastating, even it itself could not guarantee that it would not be able to attack the pond fish, just as Caesar would always deal a blow to the Blackwing army when he fought with all his might.

"Whew!"

A huge tornado-like snort erupted from Monet's nostrils, and its gaze turned in this direction, and Azrils instantly extinguished its power without a sound, and Caesar unconsciously gripped the hilt of his sword.

Monet raised his mountain-like head and tried to see what this "enemy" was, but before its pupils could be fully focused, the world suddenly became pure white.

"Boom !!"

In an instant, a huge pillar of light like a mountain peak roared and tore through the sky and fell from the sky, dense thunder danced wildly in the sky, and the pillar of light suddenly hit Monet's arched back.

Divine punishment.

Those scales that were harder than the city walls made a sonorous and crisp sound, in Caesar's field of vision, Monet's scales all swelled at the first time of attack, it let out a roar of pain, the nine heads danced wildly, and the intense pain was constantly feeding back to Monet's consciousness through the body, for it, such injuries were not fatal, but the pain was unbearable.

But compared to the intense pain, there was another thing that Monet cared more about, and it also attracted the attention of Caesar, who remained on the sidelines.

The storm was raging, and between the dim heaven and earth, a huge and twisted monster was staring coldly at the figure in front of him.

A brilliant golden, slender dragon stared at Monet, its silvery-white scales covered in a beautiful glow even in the faint light, and its cat-like eyes were dark blue, glowing as pale as a midsummer sky.

This is the first time Caesar has seen the dragon god Birkin appear in the natural form of the apostle, obviously, the dragon god has noticed it when Monet stepped out of the half-plane, as the god of the good camp, Bahamut will never allow Monet to plunder more life, he appeared at the first time, blocking the monster.

Monet knew Him and knew who He was. The dragon's relationship with Queldore dates back 7,000 years, they fought each other, and the other side was the source of its pain, and Monet certainly did not forget it.

"Bahamut."

Monet's pupils, which were originally full of rage and desire for destruction, suddenly became calm and dignified.

"Monet, you make me angry."

The platinum dragon god looked at Monet with a gesture of disgust, a sentiment rarely seen in this pure god, who said, "This is true blasphemy, ignorant and fearless Queldore, who has never even seen the true face of the god Io, but is delusional in his desire to create the ancestor of all dragons, and you know that our father is one of the most powerful creatures in the astral realm, the father of all dragon gods." Monet, for seven thousand years, are you ashamed of Queldore? Have you repented? ”

"Nope."

Monet's rumbling voice reverberated between heaven and earth, and it spoke: "I have been shackled and imprisoned in the deep and dark alien space for seven thousand years, and no one cares for seven thousand years. When I tried my best to finally get out of trouble, why are you still pestering? Queldore has paid the price and disappeared completely, so why should I still bear their faults? ”

Bahamut was silent for a moment, he didn't expect that as a created weapon, Monet would actually say such things, which shows that it has not gone crazy, it is still refining and evolving in seven thousand years of captivity, and now it has fully possessed the thinking patterns and emotional characteristics of a normal life.

It's no longer a weapon, it's a tool.

The dragon god paused and said, "Monet, your birth was a mistake, your existence is a blasphemy against the ancestor of the dragons, and as the ruler of the dragon, I must give the most severe punishment for this rebellious and impertinent behavior." ”

"Wrong, blasphemous."

Monet sneered: "Since the day I was born, the rules of the material world have denied my existence, the world has regarded me as a disaster, the dragon has regarded me as an insult, and even my creator Queldore has later admitted that I am a failed product. But I didn't have a choice, did I? I was forced to serve them while Queldore existed, and even now that they have been gone for years, the dragons will not stop hunting me. You're not going to let me go, are you? In your eyes, my birth was a mistake, and the disappearance of Quildore is the way it should be, but I want to live, what is wrong with me? You ask me if I have repented, and now I ask you: What is wrong with me, O exalted and supreme deity? ”

"Every life has the right to live, that's right." Ryujin said, "But you have deprived other beings of the right to live." ”

"The cycle of life and death is endless, this is the operating rule of the main material world. I was born in the main material realm, and now recognized by the rules of matter, everything I do is limited to the material plane, and I accept the sanctions and crusades of material beings. But the gods are not supposed to interfere with the operation of the material plane. Monet said, staring into the eyes of the dragon god.

"Ridiculous theory, dying struggle."

The five-colored divine power of chaos appeared, five huge magical powers transformed into the head of a dragon, and Tiamat, the mother of evil dragons, appeared in the other direction, although her size was much smaller than Monet, but her momentum was more arrogant and noble, she raised her head and stared at the twisted beast that argued with Bahamut, her eyes were full of hatred: "Just one more look at you makes me feel sick to my stomach, a slight disdain, your soul should sink into hell with your creator, if you have one." ”

"Sure enough...... You simply don't understand. Monet sneered, its mood swings were a kind of disheartened determination, and after shaking its head, it roared violently: "Being in the main material realm, what do you think you can do to me?" I'll tear apart your ridiculous phantom first, and then slaughter the dragons of the entire world, take a closer look! Watch your destruction! ”

As soon as the words fell, it launched an attack on the dragon god and the dragon queen.