Indeed, John looked at the cloud that Selena was pointing to, and although it looked like an ordinary cloud, John could see the divine power contained in that cloud through the Eye of True Sight. Although this divine power is not as good as those lower gods who are fighting below, it has a coercion that the lower gods do not have, which makes John a little distracted.

"How does it feel? Does the power of facing a god make you feel stressed?" Selena asked as John came back to his senses. John was silent for a while, and then said, "I don't know, it's just that when I look at that cloud, I feel very powerless, and although there is very little divine power in that cloud, I feel that if there is no fire, I have no way to resist his attack." Selena smiled: "Yes, yes, this is the superior god." The higher gods have mastered everything about the laws to which they belong, and they are the embodiment of their laws. ”

John looked at Selena and asked, "Why do I think this is so similar to the old gods? Selena looked at the cloud, stretched out her finger and said, "There, is the projection of the superior god of mankind, the god of fire, Fred, in this world. Big man, do you know how our ancient gods differ from theirs?" John shook his head, "I don't know. I heard what you said, how do I think that the superior gods are the same as the ancient gods? They are the embodiment of the law. Selena smiled and said, "Indeed, they are all the embodiment of the law. But, big man, you must know that our ancient gods are actually laws, and the human form you see now is only a projection of us, and the higher gods are only our spokesmen, and it is we who divide a part of our power with them, and let them exercise power on their behalf. Therefore, what they call the embodiment of the law is really just their own delusion. "In other words, those higher gods are really just sharing your rights. "John's asked, remembering the Silver Knight who had shared the soul of King Gwyn and the Farran Immortals who drank wolf blood, and said, "Then if you take back these powers, won't the gods have the slightest way to stop it?" Selena shook her head: "They can't stop this from happening. In fact, in the past, the three clans of creation tried to get rid of the control of the ancient gods, made countless attempts, and even raised troops to resist, but in the end, we didn't raise our hands to extract the laws in their bodies, and even their own souls could not be maintained? This is a rule that was set when the two masters were in charge of this world, and it is also the fate they were destined to become gods, and they cannot resist it. ”

"Suddenly I felt a little pitiful about them. John turned to look into Selena's eyes and then to the clouds: "I think I am high, but in fact, I am just an ant in the hands of others." If they are mortal gods, then you are gods of gods, right?"

Selena was silent for a moment: "Let's just say that. But who knows, how could the old gods not be slaves of the world? We can do everything in this world, but we can only exist in this world, and we cannot escape. Speaking of this, Selena looked at John with a serious look that she had never seen before: "Big man, do you know how happy we are after discovering that you are a soul who can walk between worlds? ”

John looked at Selena, who was so serious, smiled and stretched out his hand, rubbing her long hair: "Okay, I agreed." ”

Hearing John's answer, Selena smiled, stretched out her hand and pointed to the cloud, and said, "Big man, big man, look, Fred is going to do it! But he will be disappointed, if he does it sooner, Jemiro will definitely be killed by him, and now it is 100% useless." John was a little puzzled: "Why do you say that? Although Jamilo is still evolving towards the black dragon, and his strength has increased a lot, I don't think he has the ability to resist this divine power." ”

"Naturally, you can't escape with that stupid lizard alone, but now that Jemiro has the black dragon that devoured him, it's naturally different. It's still very thin, but it's undoubtedly the blood of a dragon. It is very difficult for the dragons to reproduce - no, it is very difficult for the three genesis to reproduce, so they pay special attention to each member. If I'm not mistaken, there are already the dragons of Dragon Island who are still breathing, and as long as they can be sure that the dragon blood in Jemiro's body is enough to devour Jemiro, they will take Jemiro back to Dragon Island and wait for the birth of a new black dragon, anyway, for the dregs of these eras, they have nothing but time. Look. ”

While he was speaking, the clouds projected by Fred, the god of fire, turned into a dazzling red, emitting the momentum of burning everything. Then, as the momentum became more and more intense, the warring gods and Jamiro below could no longer ignore this vision, and they all put down the weapons and magic in their hands, raised their heads and looked at the sky above, whether it was the gods or the black dragon, they all fell to their knees and trembled.

Not only the life here, but when this cloud began to change, the flames of almost the entire continent jumped and danced in an instant, whether it was the flame on the candle, the fire in the stove, the holy fire on the altar, or the mountain fire in the wild, all fluttering towards this place, like a courtier to meet the emperor, unreservedly offering their loyalty and life.

John watched as the time passed, countless flames gathered here from all over the continent, those flames surrounded the clouds in the sky, they cheered, they jumped, they showed themselves to the projection of the god of fire, and then threw themselves into the clouds with a look of adoration. "Well, how do I see strong emotions in those flying flames?" John wondered, but didn't ask.

As the flames poured in, the shape of the cloud began to change. The clouds, which had turned red in color, began to compress and solidify, turning into a fiery red sword hanging above Jamero's head, and the momentum like a mountain and prison pressed Jamiro to the ground and breathless. As the red sword above his head slowly descended, Jamiro was pressed tightly to the ground by that terrifying momentum, not only his body, but also his consciousness stopped, and there was only the sword that was not even his own finger length in his eyes.

Yes, the sword was not as big as John had imagined, and when it was finally solidified, it was the same size as a two-handed sword used by mortals. But as long as you look at this sword, you will never compare it to the weapons of mortals, and the sword that burns out your eyes just by looking at it is not something that anyone can control.

At this time, this sword, the half-black dragon pointed at, not only felt that his eyes would be burned, but also his soul would be burned to ashes by this sword, but he had nothing to do. The black dragon, who has just woken up from his slumber, is facing his biggest crisis since birth.