"You despicable reptile! I want you to pay for your hubris now!"

Roland's repeated provocations infuriated Roland, and a small tornado rose from under his feet and instantly sent him high into the air, and as he left, the ground beneath Lear and Kunsha's feet rolled and squirmed again.

The crimson molten slurry slowly solidified and faded, then became as viscous as lard propolis infused with a lot of water, and then continued to fall downwards like hot asphalt, almost as soon as the ground began to change, and Lear and Kunsha's bodies sank at the same time.

This feeling is actually very strange, obviously it is a spirit, it is obviously not limited by the terrain of any object, and it is clear that it is all an illusion, but there is still a feeling that the soul is trapped in it and clinging to that strange rhythm and can't extricate itself.

That's the nightmare power of Tanatos.

Lear didn't struggle, but he didn't sit still, he began to chant with his hands pressed to the mud, but as soon as his incantation rose to the first scale, several sharp spikes suddenly burst out from under the muddy mud, stabbing at his body from four angles, front, back, left, right, and right.

At the same time, Kunsha roared angrily and charged at Roland again, but as soon as she lifted her foot, the huge force made her body sink instantly, and she almost fell out of balance.

"Humph!"

Roland let out a sneer in mid-air.

Not only that, the swamp deep in the mud also greatly limited the opponent's ability to act, and he was in mid-air and had the ability to control the rules at will, and the initiative on the battlefield was instantly changed under the advantages of the other.

"Ants die!"

Ignoring Kunsha, who was struggling and roaring in the mire, Roland began to concentrate on dealing with Lear.

He and Kunsha are about evenly matched, and the rules of the nightmare world can limit the other but not really hurt the other, but if Lear is on the side, there will undoubtedly be many more variables in this battle.

Realizing this, Roland immediately switched the target of the attack, as long as this lowly human was dealt with, then he could use the endless rule change to slowly consume the crystal dragon here.

Lear dodged the thorn in his chest and then leaned back diagonally and kicked on the right thorn, the white wind element wrapped around his body, making his movements look like a jumping elf, he did a perfect flip in the air and brushed shoulders with the thorn behind him, and then the left thorn slammed into the other three.

However, as soon as his feet hit the ground, his body sank violently, and both thighs were almost sunk deep into the mire.

With a casual wave of the scepter in his hand, a huge mud and stone vortex appeared around Lear's body, and the terrifying pull kept tearing at his body to make him unable to move, and at the same time, the bubbles under the vortex surged wildly, and more than a dozen ground thorns rushed out.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Lear simply gave up the confrontation with the whirlpool, and as soon as his feet were loosened, he sank to the bottom of the whirlpool, although he avoided the fate of being impaled into a hedgehog by the ground, but the gravel and torrent in the whirlpool were equally deadly.

The rubble was like a sharp blade cutting his body in the high-speed rotation, even if the spirit would not bleed or hurt, but after being injured many times in a row, terrifying cracks appeared on his body again.

The black mist that had been lurking in the swamp found the leaking soul power, and immediately rushed to surround Lear like a piranha smelling of blood.

"Boom!"

Lear's body slammed into the rock beneath the whirlpool, and the force of the impact even caused a shallow indentation on the surface of the rock, and the dense cracks spread out like a spider's web, but before he could recover from the violent dizziness, a huge black shadow appeared behind him.

Roland didn't intend to give him any chance, and the purpose of a series of successive spells was to take his life directly.

"Get out of here!"

In a fit of rage, Lear slammed his fist around him, and the black mist that wrapped around him like a poisonous snake suddenly dispersed under this group, and through the faint light that fell from above the mire, the surface of the fist was actually attached to a faint layer of red.

Vindictive!

Lear himself was stunned when he saw this, but in this case, he couldn't hesitate at all, and the tail of a giant python swept towards him fiercely after those poisonous snakes retreated, and the water wave impact driven by the terrifying force made Lear's figure begin to sway from side to side before the attack arrived.

At the critical moment, he did not advance but retreated, and with a strong kick of his feet on the rock, he jumped towards the tail swept by the giant python.

When the momentum was exhausted, Lear jerked over in the water, the hem of his robe brushing past the tail of an iron rod.

"Eternal Dragon, Lord of Wind and Tear, unleash your fury in the Void and tear apart the enemies before me. "Howl of the Wind!"

Although the nightmare world can simulate all the elemental environments, and even the spirit touches are extremely realistic, they are not real, so when Lear quickly recalls the incantation, his voice can even travel far along the current.

Dozens of huge wind blades suddenly appeared on the whirlpool, and fell rapidly in a ferocious attitude that slashed all living beings, and the turbid water surface was cut into strips of rotten cotton, and the wreaking place of the whirlpool was directly split out of the bare riverbed.

As soon as the giant python swimming at the bottom of the river finished turning towards Lear, it was instantly cut into a scattered black mist, and the wind roared, and there was not even ash left in the moment.

"Get out!"

Roland shouted, and the murky swamp world with a stench of corruption dissipated in an instant, replaced by a monstrous sea of fire, and the tumbling fire dragons flowed together to form a huge hellish hydra, and beneath the behemoth Lear's form was impressive.

At this time, his eyes were like ice, and he had just finished reciting the last syllable of the incantation. "Flying thaumaturgy. ”

"Roar!"

Kunsha flew.

Two streams of white air overlapped on her back to form a pair of giant angel wings, and with a single flap, Kunsha's form appeared in front of Roland, and the sharp dragon teeth that shone with red cold light shrouded Roland's whole body in a shadow of death, and then relentlessly snapped down.

There was a terrifying sound of hard objects crashing, and Roland's body turned into pieces of ash and flew away in Kunsha's mouth, while his body instantly appeared hundreds of meters away, but before he could rejoice in the rest of his life, the sound of Lear chanting a spell fell on his ears again.

"Earth dragon wandering in the void, gaze into the darkness here through the cracks, and make my enemies bear the mountain peaks!" "Gravity!"

An unprecedented pressure fell on Roland's body, and he only had time to let out a muffled grunt before he instantly lost control of his body and fell to the ground like an iron ball.

In the process, he kept trying to invoke the rules to change the fall, but the terrifying gravity prevented him from even swinging his scepter, and just as his body was about to crash into a sea of fire below, a dark shadow suddenly appeared below him.

"Bang!"

The moment the dragon's tail slapped Roland's body, the terrifying power caused cracks like spider webs to appear in the space of that place.

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