Chapter 133: The Way of Nightmares
Oberdeon's laughter didn't last long, and Medea's angry face created an unwarranted fear in his heart.
"Can you really harness my power?"
Medea's words sent a chill through his heart.
The scene in front of Oberdine's eyes turned, the surroundings were no longer dragon caves, the dragon soul was nowhere to be found, he stood on the field outside the holy capital, and a huge shadow with colorful tails swept across the sky...... The environment was still changing, and his mind didn't move for a moment, and the world turned upside down when he saw it in front of him.
......
Lin Qiu rubbed his eyes, and it took a while for him to be convinced of the fact that Medea had disappeared with Oberdeon.
"What are you waiting for? Isn't that what you're looking for?"
Phoenix's whip slammed into the dragon's left eye, and it took a few steps back before lunging at Phoenix again. She didn't dodge much, and went straight to meet the dragon soul's open bloody mouth, and the sharp teeth cut the skin on her arm, and before the sharp teeth tore her apart, she crashed headlong into the black dragon's body.
What a way to play!
Although theoretically there is no way to kill Phoenix, this self-detonation attack is truly jaw-dropping. Moreover, Lin Qiu's frowning brow when she observed her skin being cut by sharp teeth, Phoenix said that her strength had not fully recovered, and now it seemed that she was not able to do the way she used to fight without ignoring the sore spots......
Lin Qiu came to the Soul Suppression Jade in a flash and held it in his hand.
"Deep Sea, Deep Sea, how long will it take to absorb this Soul Suppression Jade?"
"One night. Deep Sea quickly responded.
"What is the ...... probability of Oberdeen escaping Medea's control during this period?"
"One hundred percent. ”
Deep Sea said unceremoniously: "This is an inevitable event, because Phoenix was robbed of power, the source of Medea's long-standing power has also been cut off, and the overflowing power can only maintain the illusion she has set up at most, and the little strength she has left cannot compete with Oberdien head-on." So ......"
Deep Sea paused.
"Although I know you won't take my advice, the best way to fight now is to strategically retreat while Medea is holding Oberdien back, and wait until you have absorbed the power of Baoyu before meeting the enemy - of course, this will end in Medea's death, and Phoenix may not be able to complete the ritual of absorbing the dragon soul, but the advantage is that you have a good chance of defeating Oberdien if you break the third-order seal. ”
"Please make a decision. ”
"I choose death...... Oh no, just use this gem here. Lin Qiu said without doubt, and with that, he came to a corner of the cave and sat cross-legged.
"Here?"
The tone of the deep sea was a little surprised, the black dragon still roared, and the solid rock turned into residue the moment it sprayed the dragon's breath - this black dragon not only gained some of Medea's abilities, but also inherited the residual power of Leorea. She objected, "You won't be able to retain consciousness while the seal is broken, and the aftermath of the black dragon's breath will be enough to burn you to ashes without Oberdien's intervention." ”
"The dragon soul will be taken care of by Phoenix, and I have a lot of helpers by my side. As he spoke, Lin Qiu asked loudly, "Brecht, do you think I'll be killed by this black dragon?"
"Are you kidding, Brother Tyr?"
Brecht carried his sword and sent Ysera to safety: "I won't let it get even half a step closer to here!"
"Look, he can't even say it's going to be, let's start the deep sea!"
"With all due respect, Brecht is just a ......"
Deep Sea's words came to an abrupt end, only to see the long knife in Brecht's hand burning strangely, he changed his previous cowering appearance, and rushed towards the black dragon roaring in place at an astonishing speed, the long knife in his hand provoked a spark and slashed heavily on the black dragon's jaw.
Brecht's sword-wielding right arm swelled in a circle, and this slash actually slashed the black dragon back two steps.
"Bastard, I've long seen that you're upset......! You should understand, right?" Brecht had already climbed onto the black dragon's head, staring into the black dragon's crimson eyes, and said in a threatening tone.
This man is crazy!
Ysera's mouth opened slightly, and she was speechless for a moment.
The underworld who dares to threaten the dragon, she is really the only one she has ever seen in her life!
"Deep Sea, let's do it!" Lin Qiu urged: "Phoenix trusts me to be able to handle the power in this precious jade, so I should also trust her at this time!"
......
Years ago.
Medea stood on the high hill, the high-level colors of the Divine Bird Sect solemnly arranged behind her, and the bones of the valley were piled up, some of them had long since turned into bones, and some of them had just died. In the crowd, there were several skinny, skeleton-like survivors, one of whom had a stone in his hand and smashed it like a machine against the cliff that surrounded them in the middle.
They turned a deaf ear to the giant red circle beneath their feet.
"Prince, he...... What the hell are you doing?" the shocking images made the executives murmur.
Most of the victims were residents of Leorea, including the soldiers of the castle, and the people who beat the walls were wearing the uniforms of the guards, because he had not drunk water for a long time, his whole mouth was turned up, and his lips did not move, blood continued to overflow, even so, he still muttered to the survivors behind him: "Wait a minute, just wait a little longer, we will find our way out......
"Send someone down to the rescue!"
"Stop. ”
Medea drank as the congregation prepared the ropes, and she took a deep look at the survivors at the bottom of the valley.
"Mistress Medea, you ......"
Before the congregation could finish speaking, they rolled their eyes and fell to the ground and fell asleep. After a few seconds, more than a dozen members of the sect fell asleep, and after a while, several hovering eagles fell, they grabbed the clothes of the sect members, and dragged them in the direction of the holy capital. Medea breathed a sigh of relief after the eagle had flown away, and when she looked at the bottom of the valley again, the man dressed as a soldier was already lying on the ground, and the stone used to chisel the wall had rolled far away, and the stone was stained with blood.
One of the survivors, a teenager, seemed to sense something, and he turned his head and looked at Medea.
He looked like he had just fallen off a cliff, and there was a bulging bag next to him.
"Are you here to save us?"
The boy opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak. The prolonged lack of water had made his throat unable to speak.
Medea's lips moved.
"I'm sorry. ”
She gestured with her lips.
The boy's lips moved again, and then his eyes darkened, and he turned and sat down on the ground again, staring blankly at the soil.
Medea turned away and stopped looking at the bottom of the valley.