"Whoa, whoa, Loda!"

The long dragon's chant vibrated obscure syllables, and with a low pitch of the word "da" comparable to thunder and a mountain collapse, the calamity dragon's huge mouth suddenly erupted into a radial blue shockwave.

The impact that poured down from the sky, waterfall-like ripples blasted to the ground. The gray earth suddenly lifted up the sky full of flying sand, and a fierce surprise attack came, and the ground on which the ancient god stepped was deeply sunk into two footprint-shaped pits. The Ancient God's arm was in front of him, and he forcibly resisted the pressure of the storm before the storm, and raised his head to look at the Calamity Dragon fiercely.

A dark blue storm erupted with the terrifying momentum of a torrent, and the dark blue impact swallowed the ancient god in the blink of an eye.

The strong force pressed on the body of the ancient god, so that this invincible body slowly bent down in the majestic force, and the waist of the ancient god gradually bent down in the distorted light, and one of his knees knelt on the ground, and the head that resisted the shock wave was pressed to the ground by the huge force.

"Uh-huh

Raising his head suddenly, the ancient god's black eyes erupted with a terrifying black glow, and his entire immature face was covered with a distorted dark substance, and the lines of his face were stretched and deformed. The mighty divine power no longer cared about whether or not it would destroy the body, and the ancient god released more power, and his body twisted with black matter, and his hideous face slowly lifted.

He was going to stand up and stand proudly in the shock wave of the flash flood.

He is a god who has existed since time immemorial, a true god who has risen in the Land of Exile! Witnessed by the sun and the afterglow of the new moon that is about to run out of light and heat, he is the ancient god who has survived to this day!

God, how can he be crushed to his knees by an ant in the mortal world!

Lear's body, which was occupied by the ancient gods, was shattered by pieces of white skin at this moment, and it seemed that it could no longer withstand the terrifying power inside, the skin and flesh were shattered into slag, and a large stream of pulsating black substance replaced the epidermis, and the emerald green armor was directly exploded from the inside by the agitated black substance.

Little by little, the ancient god stood up. He still stood proudly.

"Boom !!"

The dark shadow in the sky plummeted, and the Calamity Dragon slammed down sideways, and its mountain-like body smashed the ancient god directly into the ground.

"Roaring !!"

The dragon, covered in pitch black and blood, rolled out of the ground on the spot, retracted the dual grips of its forelimbs, and after a moment of Jory's flipped out, his limbs suddenly kicked on the ground, roaring and pounced, biting a large piece of sand on the ground into the giant mouth.

A faint phantory shadow, a body of emerald green armor, and a pale golden illusory broken hair with a hazy glow. This phantus standing on the head of the Calamity Dragon. The crisp children's voice spat out a vigorous roar.

"The breath of fire—Yeo! Sa! ”

Biting the sand in his mouth, Qiao Li knew that the ancient god had been bitten into his mouth, but just as he was about to do something, the guidance of the mind appeared again.

The two giant scarlet eyes of the Calamity Dragon, the blood flashed, the instinct of the dragon's bloodline followed the fiery image brought to him by the phantom, Jory only felt a burning fire in his throat, and according to the awkward syllables, he opened his mouth and roared loudly.

"Whew!!"

Raging fire erupted from between the fangs of the Calamity Dragon. The sand in the giant mouth instantly erupted with the breath of fire. After a thunderous roar, a thick, piercing breath of fire ignited and exploded into the distance.

The furious dragon fire with its blazing heat and violent impact formed an orange-red flame blast that shot into the distance. But not long after the orange-red flame erupted, the flame quickly darkened to a deep black. When the Flame Dragon was extinguished, a majestic body stood up on the steam land more than two hundred meters away from the Calamity Dragon.

Tall and straight. The slender, three-meter-tall body is outlined in graceful, slender lines, although the body is taller than the average person. But it is light and agile.

"I have to admit, you're strong, dragon."

The light armor formed by the condensed black substance outside the body, the ancient god lightly tapped his toes, his three-meter-tall body floated into the air, and under the black hood condensed from his head, the face that seemed to have no physical head was facing the evil dragon that flapped its wings in the sky and hung in the air.

Listening only to the spiritual language of the ancient gods was once again transmitted into Jory's consciousness, and the language used by the ancient gods was not recorded in any of the languages of Atharas, and this means of transmitting the meaning he wanted to express directly into the consciousness of the other party was obviously more effective.

"My name is Assius, what about you?"

His casual words are like that of a new neighbor who has moved in next door and suddenly comes to your house with a gift to greet you, but Jory would never have thought that this terrible god would be as friendly to him as a neighbor. When the black canopy devoured those humans just now, with the ability of this ancient god, he could have let them go, but what? This ancient god did not care about their life or death at all, neither deliberately erased them, nor did he deliberately let them go.

When you walk, do you always avoid the ants under your feet? If you trample to death, you will trample to death, and if you don't trample to death, count them as good luck.

At this time, for the first time, the old gods no longer regarded Jory as an ant that could be stepped on or not, although they still did not put Jory on an equal level with themselves, but the old gods already regarded Jory as a smart creature, no matter whether Jory was noble or lowly in his eyes, at least it was enough to let the old gods know his real name.

And the old god is very interested in this man who can become the true body of the dragon clan, which is much more interesting than the mortal who controlled the fate line before.

"You know my name, it's like a faith connection between a believer and a true god, and then you can sit in the temple and interfere with my destiny, right?"

Jory's heavy voice spat out a huge mouth, and a low, maniacal laugh came one after another, and his laughter was still a low dragon groan, heavy, hoarse, and imposing.

The ancestor's dragon blood is not so easy to control, this is the first time he has been dragonized in this life, although there is a Dracula dragonized blood memory flowing in the body, but this body is not the Dracula of the previous life, at this moment Jory's mind has entered the state of half-madness, and the power of domination is gradually about to resist the destructive tendency of the chaotic divinity.

With a wave of the slender arm covered by black armor, the black substance bulging from the upper body of the ancient god quickly condensed into a one-handed weapon in his right hand, and he said in an ethereal spiritual language: "I can't control your life, so your name is qualified to be known by me, instead of letting me hear your true name as a mortal believer." ”

"Come on. Before this shell of mine breaks, let me see the power of you. "It wasn't like an order, it wasn't like an oath before a battle, and the calm voice of the ancient god didn't hear any emotion, as if the devastating furious fluctuations he had unleashed when he had unleashed more powerful powers had been just an illusion.

Flat-ended the metallic black sword, the ancient god bent down his slender waist, and his legs flicked immediately towards the evil dragon in the sky, and he couldn't help but say that a sword stabbed the evil dragon in the abdomen. If a human dares to jump from the ground, let alone whether the human jumps into the air and chases the dragon's bouncing power. Let's just say that he can jump up, such a ground race jumping up to challenge the king of the air race is simply an act of delivering lunch, and the dragon is definitely opening its mouth to this kind of human being.

But this is not an ordinary human, although the ancient god does not have the dragon wings like Jory, but he still flies towards Jory like flying, and when he is in the air, two symmetrical flying wings grow on the back of the ancient god, and the moment the black wings flutter, the tall body of the ancient god bursts towards the evil dragon at a speed two levels higher.

Flying, floating. Not a problem at all for this self-proclaimed ancient god Assi.

Squinting at the giant scarlet eyes, Jory opened his fangs slightly, and with a shock of both hands, he rushed towards the small figure below him. The dragon's powerful bloodline has completely forgotten the power of Dracula's vampire blood in his previous life. Jory was not fully accustomed for a while, completely immersed in bloodthirsty impulses and feverish excitement, obsessed and intoxicated by the power of force, and longing for the moment of spurting blood. Yearn for the thrill of the smell of blood in your mouth and nose.

Only the phantom in the emerald green suit stood on top of Jori's dragon head, retaining the last trace of clarity for him.

"Remember my name. Assius. ”

The ancient god said lightly.

Suddenly, the light between heaven and earth dimmed, and at the moment when the ancient gods were about to collide with the Calamity Dragon, darkness swallowed up the light in a radius of several kilometers around them, and the column-shaped heaven and earth fell into absolute darkness.

Jory could no longer catch the figure of the old god through the eyes of the Calamity Dragon.

In the most critical encounter, he lost all traces of the enemy, leaving only absolute darkness to surround him.

However, Jory is not alone in the face of the ancient gods.

Under the darkness where the eyes could not see, the dragon of calamity swept through the air and blew the body of the phantom overhead, and the faint phantom greeted the darkness and let out a vigorous thunderous sound: "Light and shadow whisper - Yar!" Demand! ”

Hearing this familiar voice in his head, Jory puffed up his dragon head and roared angrily: "Whoa! Second!! ”

The scorching heat rose in the dragonhead's giant eye, and the scorching red light lit up in the darkness, and in Jory's vision, the darkness that could not see anything lit up with a pale red humanoid light.

The light and shadow of this red humanoid was less than ten meters away from Jory!

The vigorous thunder roared again: "The words of the power - Vos!" Lo! Reach! ”

At the last moment, the Calamity Dragon made a short inhalation of the two syllables of "Vos" in his throat, and he mustered all his strength, following the instinct of the dragon's blood, and opened his mouth to burst into a furious roar at the oncoming red shadow: "Roar—Loda! ”

The syllables of "Da" exploded into thunder, and the blue storm burst out from the great mouth of the Calamity Dragon, and the roar of the pouring roar spewed the red figure that was about to be pasted all over the face, like a mace directly hitting an apple, and the red light and shadow shot back at a faster speed than when it came.

Filled with the shadow of a transparent soul light, he swooped down with the dragon on the top of the Calamity Dragon's skull, chasing down the mighty foe.

The body of a mortal has the soul of a dragon, and this is the Dragonborn.

On a continent of sword and sorcery civilizations, legends of dragons have been circulating since ancient times. Dragons, the devils who destroy everything, dragons are so powerful that they are invincible, and the dragons want to conquer humans as slaves, cruel and bloodthirsty, and greedy so that mortals cannot resist the power of dragons. However, in the chaotic times when the dragon descended, there will be a dragonborn who will come into being, only the dragonborn can kill the dragon completely, and only the dragonborn will have the strength to fight the dragon.

At this moment, on the head of the Calamity Dragon, the high-spirited phantom is not a real dragonborn.

He is just an incompetent descendant who has inherited the glory of his ancestors and is burdened with the worldly pressure given by his ancestors, and he has learned the dragon language but cannot revive the glory of his ancestors, and decades of hard study are useless.

But today, he has finally found the mission inherited from his family, and the pressure of how many generations has made many ancestors who can't bear the eyes of the outside world commit suicide in shame. Today, he, the last of the dragonborn, was fortunate enough to see the true dragon with his own eyes in the evil world.

At this moment, he was touching the dragon's body, dancing with it.

Even in the last moments of his life, he can proudly shout to his ancestors who died with regrets, and shout out the grief and regret of countless generations. The dragon's roar will be passed on today, and the dragonborn's voice will continue to exist in the legendary story.

Holding his head high, the phantom standing above the head of the Calamity Dragon, he poured all his emotions into this roar of faith.

"Vos-Lowe! Reach! ”

"Roar—Lo! Reach! ”

A high-pitched dragon groan, a thunderous snap, and the transparent phantom blasted into the earth along with the roar of the Calamity Dragon. (To be continued......)