It's a pity that in front of Deathwing, whose main torso is more than two hundred meters away, Godlin is still like a little milk dog, too petite.

Godelin slashed at it like lightning, aiming at the smaller black dragon's neck, and indeed created a sizable gap, ten meters long and three meters wide. Originally, he thought that he could still expand the wound, but unfortunately, the red, green, and green blood that burst out of the wound, and the smell of the fishy smell alone made Godlin feel bad and retreated directly.

Sure enough, it was extremely corrosive blood.

A random lump of blood stains on the temple floor tiles corroded in a matter of seconds into a large pit that could trap a buffalo.

He was followed by the Ice Guardian Hodir, who, with his precise axe, saw the gaps in Nesario's essentia armor and successfully inflicted damage. But he didn't have Godring's agility, and the corrosive blood that splattered directly hurt him.

Hodir let out two screams. The first sound was splashed with blood. The second was that he was hit by Nesario's on-the-back dragon tail counterattack and broke on the spot, and his entire left arm should have been destroyed.

Hodir's ten-story body was knocked out more than 600 meters, and it rolled on the ground for seven or eight times before stopping. Freya, the Guardian of Life, hurries to heal Hodir with life magic.

The battle continued, and the four guards of Arkavon followed.

At this moment, Nesario's body suddenly began to deform, and one after another hideous and fierce long-necked snake heads composed of countless tentacles appeared on his back.

Nesario, who was still in his standard dragon form, suddenly turned into a creature similar to a hydra. If it weren't for the fact that he had a pair of huge wings, no one would have thought of him as a dragon again.

The hundred-meter-long snake neck supported eight mutated snake-shaped heads, with a large head that was not inferior to the main body, a large scarlet mouth, and a terrifying mouth two meters long with the shortest teeth, coupled with that kind of flexible and tyrannical attack, made Nesario still have the upper hand with a few enemies.

Obviously, the four guards pounced on it together, because of the relationship between body shape, angle, speed, etc., it seemed to outsiders to be a perfect combination, and they were stunned to find a flaw for Nesario.

Corralon was the first to be attacked. Deathwing first avoided Alkavon with his tail and shook Tulawang with a dragon wing flapp, and the main head attacked Amarlon, but the eight snake heads bit Corralon in unison.

The flame guard had only time to fend off three of the heads, only to be bitten off by the other five snake heads.

When Coraron screamed and retreated, the eight snakeheads were not greedy for the results of the battle, and directly turned their heads and attacked the guards one by one. Not only bites, but also spits out corrosive venom or blazing flames.

One by one, the four guards were all wounded and retreated.

Nesario simply crushed all the strong men.

It's no joke, don't look at the collection of Thorim, Hodir, Freya, plus the four guards and a group of wilderness gods.

The point is that the strength is faster than Nesario's, and the faster than him can't hurt him.

Tortola, the tortoise god, rolled and rushed over, only to be thrown away by a tail, and the tortoise shell whirled ridiculously on the floor, causing Tortola to spin herself.

The ones who can carry it for a while are the bear monster brothers, who have both speed and strength, and with tacit understanding, they can barely support themselves under the eight snake heads of Nesario.

Even so, their injuries continued to accumulate rapidly. If it weren't for the presence of powerful dads like the demigods Cenarius and Freya behind them, they would probably have to kneel in a few rounds.

As for the raven goddess Avina...... Well, the small dragon heads that popped up from the wings, and the venom air defense nets they spewed out from their mouths were enough for Avina to drink a pot.

While the battle on the first floor of the Temple of Dragon's Sleep was fierce, the rest of the Elder Dragons were also trying to defend against the corpse dragons led by Sinistra. Although the combat power of these corpse dragons is not as good as before, the size and destructive power are there, and it will take a lot of work to clean them up.

On the top floor of the Temple of the Dragon's Sleep, Alexstrasza was excited and nervous: "It's him! It's definitely him! Damn, hasn't Duke come back yet?"

"It's back. Nozdorm said in a deep voice.

This is a scene, the three veteran dragon kings know that Duke has returned, and they are old enough to support their acting skills. Having confirmed the true form of Deathwing, of course they stopped pretending.

A portal suddenly opened on the top floor, and Thrall strode out of the portal with a golden disc in his hand.

"Where's Duke?" said the Red Dragon Queen strangely.

"He said he was going to be ready to deal with another strong enemy. Let's start the ceremony right away. Sal said in a deep voice.

"Another strong enemy? Who else deserves the word 'strong enemy'?" Isera wondered.

Thrall shook his head: "I don't know, but if one of the strongest demigods on this planet, Duke Marcus, who is a demigod of the magic net, seriously deal with it, I'm afraid it's a strong enemy in the true sense." ”

Nozdorm was a little nervous, apparently he wasn't seeing any picture of the formidable enemy Duke was talking about in his peek into the future. The situation was beyond his realization: "We can't care about that anymore. Anyway, the agreement is that we will find an opportunity to start the ceremony. ”

Alexstasa glanced at Onexia and Sal, "For the sake of insurance, we all infuse the essence in human form. ”

"Good!" the five guardian dragons immediately agreed.

Pulled by a mysterious force, the gorgeous platinum disc slowly flew into the air about two meters above the ground. The five guardian dragons are divided into five directions in human form, and stand in standard quintiles.

No more nonsense, five rays of light of different colors suddenly emerged from the palms of the five humanoid dragons and rushed into the platinum disc.

The red flame that represents life and purification.

A green mist that represents dreams and illusions.

A blue light that represents magic and mystery.

A stream of bronze representing time and space.

It represents the earthy breath of the earth and the cornerstone.

Five powerful energies with different properties were injected at the same time, immediately triggering powerful energy fluctuations.

Whether it is the wyvern fighting endlessly in the sky, or the earth-walking dragon biting and pounced on the earth, the twilight dragon that kills wantonly, or the earth elemental that destroys in silence, every being subconsciously raises its head.

On the blood-stained snowy earth, all the tiny stones swirled strangely on the ground, and the broken limbs and living tissues seemed to regain life and began to tremble. Some tiny debris even floated up and flew into the sky in defiance of the laws of gravity.

Fighting fiercely on the first floor of the temple, Nesario naturally noticed something unusual, and the air was filled with a destructive force that he was familiar with.

He was not frightened, but looked like he was scheming: "Hahaha! Genius conception, you actually copied the [Dragon's Soul], but you didn't expect it, and I have counted it to this point!"

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