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The breath named after the platinum dragon god has a terrifying power, and the heat has condensed to a completely blazing white, giving the illusion of looking directly into the sun, and the brilliance is blinding enough.

If you look at it from the perspective of the back of the god, there will be a bulge, then it will swell, shatter, and then the dragon's breath will penetrate out!

Zeukeskel's painful thoughts were like boiling molten iron, burning every nerve in itself. The dragon's breath melted through the storm, scorching the ice shell, leaving a transparent void. The additional dissociation effect of the Azure Sigh makes the area of the void far beyond the damage range of the dragon's breath.

How big is this hole? There happens to be a freshly baked corpse of an elderly white dragon next to it, and the meteorite fragments inside are removed, and the Tuan Bar Tuan Bar is just enough to be stuffed in.

Lesatos retreated before the Divine Evil smashed Bigbby and landed his giant fist on him, and then the door pulled back away.

I'm not dead. Lezatos sighed that the dragon of the advanced legal rank was a little worse than the battle position in terms of dragon breath due to the difference in strength. He had seen his grandfather, the Golden Dragon Patriarch of Heavenly Mountain, use the same breath to directly dissociate the legendary winter ghost completely, leaving the ground full of debris.

However, the winter ghost is not the same as the god, the latter is a god who died young, and although he hovers between life and death with a curse, he still has the foundation for becoming a god - divine fire.

Lesatos could guess that at this moment, the divine fire in Zeuxkel's body was frantically squeezing out the free energy of the astral realm, transforming it into vitality and ice, endlessly, and never stopping.

Seeing the ice cloud storm roaring again, and the surrounding area of the cavern also began to condense inward, Lezatos also felt the problem. The Divine Fire never stops producing energy, and not only will the sins of the gods who have been greatly injured not deteriorate to death, but the injuries will heal in a short time. To kill the gods, one must destroy the body, tear the soul, and annihilate the divine fire with a continuous and powerful attack...... If it can't be killed, hatred will make it unforgettable, and it will be hunted down to the end.

What to do with this piece of ice, high spell resistance, high defense, immunity to psychic spells, immunity to deformation, petrification, energy drain......

As the saying goes, a dog jumps over a wall in a hurry, and a rabbit jumps an eagle in a hurry. The way the god kicked the eagle frightened Lezatos.

The battle method went around and returned to the starting point, the big ice rushed over, and Lesatos was about to retreat when he saw that the distance was close, but he didn't expect Zeuxkel to suddenly summon a white dragon, and then grabbed the tip of the tail and slashed it like a meteor hammer.

Caught off guard, Lesatos screamed in pain, and the white dragon smashed half of his scales, and the protective spells and equipment on his body counterattacked at the same time, and the three energies of lightning, dissociation, and force field blew the white dragon into minced meat.

"Hahaha......" The god threw away half of his tail and summoned another ** hammer.

The sudden blow stirred up the anger hidden deep in the blood, and Lesatos roared: "You brought it on yourself!"

There was no air in the astral realm, and naturally there was no sound, but the gods understood the meaning and were glad that the golden dragon finally stopped running away.

Lezatos blessed the [Fist of Flame], and the dragon's claws ignited flames, and he directly used any door to get close to and tear it on the ice shell, and 1o ravines were scorched by the flames.

The god threw away the white dragon and threw a punch back that tore off the entire wing of Lezatos.

"Your claws are weaker than spells!"

The golden dragon was wounded and retreated, and nearly a hundred blue-white power missiles bloomed from the tips of its claws, bombarding Zeuxk's face, and the [High Missile Storm] that could blow the giant bear off only choles of ice splinters.

The god's vision was blocked, and he simply lunged in the direction of Lesatos, he felt grasp of the dragon's claw, and directly ripped off half of his body.

"Die!"

Zeux Kell threw one last punch, and then it felt like the world was spinning, and when he came back to his senses, it was no longer an astral realm with a silver background.

Subject to the laws of the universe of the worlds, Zeukeskel could not enter the material plane, and the outer planes were all garrisoned by gods of various camps, and they were beaten out before they could get close. So when he saw the plains, and the rivers, and the hills...... It's all so strange, stunned on the spot.

On the other side, Lezatos Fire, whose consciousness returned to his body, left the underground temple, and the [Astral Projection] only projected the soul, and no matter what kind of damage the projection suffered, it would not be brought to the body, so Lezatos was intact.

There are two types of protection on the outer walls of the half-plane, the space obscuration makes it impossible for astral creatures to observe the half-plane, and occasionally people will bump into it due to the inability to see. At this time, the dimensional trap will teleport him to the trap exit on the other side of the half-plane, which is suitable for the astral plane that lacks contrasts, and it is easy to create illusions.

In the battle just now, Lezathos lured the Divine Sin into an adjusted dimensional trap, but the exit was not outward but inward, just in the corner of the half-plane.

As soon as Lezatos came out, he saw a huge block of ice standing stupidly, and the storm was like a manifestation of doubt, circling around him, enough to cool the half-plane by more than ten degrees.

"Lord...... How did you get it in, and our loss would be even greater. Vlamir said in a trembling voice.

"Just because of the loss, I'm going to get some money back! Unscrupulous Astral Whale, don't let me see you again. Taking advantage of the enemy's unresponsiveness, Lezatos put his hands on it, like a god commanding the earth, and hundreds of sami-wide walls of rock and earth rose into the sky, forming a cage.

"Bang!" Stonewall couldn't even withstand a punch. Zeukskel tore open the stone wall, roared the sky, and began to charge, making the earth wail with every step he fell. On the physical plane, the destructiveness of the gods was ten times greater than that of the astral plane, and the shock waves swept through the soul with the cold that froze through the soul, and the sky was dyed pale blue, and the clouds condensed and fell, turning into snowflakes that spread evil aura. Every snowflake falls, plants and land are covered with hoarfrost, rocks are frozen into ice slag, and cold winds blow and scatter all over the ground. Fortunately, there were no other living creatures nearby, otherwise the god's crazy gaze would have eroded his mind and fall into an irreversible state of madness.

Lezathos reached out and clasped it, and the stone claws sprang up at the god's feet, and they pulled violently. The god who has been floating in the astral plane all his life does not understand what the center of gravity is, and he falls face to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The rock prison was reconstructed, and several stone claws tightened their limbs. Lezatos chanted a spell, and a thick, scorching cloud of fire formed in the sky above, and a rain of fire fell with a crackling sound. The owner of the half-plane changed the elemental properties, and the flames became viscous, and when they were touched, they burned non-stop.

Zeukskel struggled to roll over, and the stoneclaw's pulled elder then crackled and cracked. He used the last summoning technique of the day, and the white dragon was blasted as soon as he appeared, and the blood rich in frost magic extinguished the flames. Then he breathed into the sky and engulfed the clouds of fire with a tide of ice.

Lesatos was just about to use the [battering ram], when the half-plane suddenly shook violently, the spell missed, and the god stood up again.

"What's going on?!" Lezatos was annoyed.

Vlamir said with a little crying: "That astral whale...... It's back again!"

Lesathos almost vomited blood, could it really be sent by the Lord of Ceremonies?

There is no way, it must be decided. Resatos took a deep breath, and his will connected to the core of the half-plane, unlocking the seal of some mystery. The earth beneath his feet thundered and split in half, and a ball of vibrant green light flew up.

At the center of the green light was an inconspicuous acorn fruit, floating on the dragon's claws. Lesathos did not dare to touch the fruit directly, this thing was one of the fragments of powerful divine power, more dangerous than the gods.

He carefully detached a wisp of natural divinity and threw it into the ground beneath the god's feet. Then, the land exploded.

Countless green vines multiplied with a frenzied explosion, crawling every inch of the ice shell in a matter of seconds, like an overly enthusiastic mother, pulling the gods to meet the embrace of the earth. With each break, dozens of times more rattan grows.

Lezatos hurried to send the dangerous acorns back into the ground. The half-plane fire elemental and earth elemental were reconciled by the will of the golden dragon, and four large lava fountains appeared, and the bright red magma plated the gods with a hard shell, and before it cooled down, it was another layer.

Estimating how long he could delay, Lesathos withdrew, taking over the unfinished art of dismemberment.

When the golden dragon appeared in the astral realm with murderous energy, there was no shadow of the astral whale anywhere.

Turning around and running away, is it a head cramp or is Toriel's chaotic Force widespread?

Looking left and right, he was now floating in a mass very close to the half-plane...... Litter. It should be garbage, Lezatos flew up close, all kinds of broken weapons, clothing, rubble tangled together, and bits and pieces of bones of many different races.

After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly appeared an out-of-place box, peeking out of the garbage heap.

This is a special spell that allows the caster to store important things in a zài box, then put them in the astral realm for preservation, and then summon them when needed. If the caster dies, the vault becomes ownerless, wandering around the astral plane, waiting for the lucky one.

As it was, it dawned on Lysathos that the astral whale was gone, thinking that it had been destroyed. Then he ran back to thank him, and since he couldn't see the half-plane, he had one last impact, leaving this group of "thanks" behind.

Is...... Passionate creatures, the golden dragon wants to cry without tears, and most of the dimensional traps have been damaged, and I don't know how long it will take to repair them.

Half an hour later, Vlamir was dumbfounded as he looked at the garbage mass about the size of the golden dragon, and his four tentacles were thrown wildly. "This is the reward for the quest NPC, what about experience, what about weapons, and ...... red and blue medicine."

Lezatos flew with a tail blow and went crazy again.

"Look at this. "Lezatos showed a stone with wisps of blood on it, shining with a mysterious light.

The Demon Eye Overseer gasped, "Divine blood, found out of the garbage?"

"Yes, there are a lot of valuable things in it, and this drop of divine blood alone will pay off. Lezathos turned to look at another trophy, where Zeukeskel was completely covered in a black-red lava crust, and occasionally struggled, and the flames of the ground erupted immediately, causing painful burning.

A living god, if he strips off the divine fire, he can go from a legend to a demigod, cross the most difficult threshold, and stand on the starting line of the immortal road...... The thought flew out in a circle in his head, and becoming a god was not the pursuit of Lesatos. But...... Some of the inspirations flickered and were hard to fathom, and Lesatos looked at them and was fascinated.

"Master, master?"

The golden dragon woke up with a stunned expression. "Sometimes you're right, Vlamir, and the answer will come to your door. I went to the library to look things up. ”

"Now, what about these things, and what about the gods?"

"Look at it yourself......" Lezatos's voice was far away.

Three days later, the golden dragon put down the book in his hand, which was a wild history of the abyss, full of all kinds of absurd legends.

"Huh. Lesatos smiled confidently, "I know what you are, Lord of Ceremonies......"

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