"Polis, so that's what you think. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info"After the storm disappeared, Zhao Mai was still hovering in the air. Wisps of smoke—black, gray, red, and brown—rose from his skin. But in the end, the only color that remained on him was blue, blue that burned like a flame. "Since you have chosen this path, then for me, the only choice is to fight hard to the end. ”

Polis crushed the obsidian in his hands, and they turned into yellow-brown sand, like the sand outside the city. Once Attas was full of plants and animals, growing freely and luxuriantly. All of them were drained by the magic of life, that is, the magic of dragons, the vitality was turned into energy, the fertile soil became scorched earth, and the wind of death blew, which is now the yellow sand.

Murder, genocide, all kinds of sins are too numerous to mention. Zhao Mai grabbed the sword and sped towards the Dragon Emperor, he must kill him!Polis opened his mouth and spewed out a scorching sand cone. Every grain of sand glowed white, enough to burn through flesh and melt steel. This is the Atas Dragon's unique spit attack: Sand.

This terrible spitting even Zhao Mai didn't dare to snatch its edge, the cells of the Z worm would be directly melted, and he would have to regenerate from scratch, which would be too time-consuming and physical. Zhao Mai used the double jump to make a high-speed turn in the air, and the average naked eye could not see how he moved. Polis's eyes narrowed, his neck flicked, spreading the hot sand in the air, covering a larger space - it couldn't see Zhao Mai's instantaneous acceleration.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his neck, and Zhao Mai jumped behind him at some point. The eight-eyed sword slashed diagonally, causing massive damage on its scales. Beneath the countless flying fragments, the wounds were overflowing with blood. The rolled flesh struggled to wriggle and healed quickly in the yellow pus. Zhao Mai slashed down diagonally with a sword, slashing along the back of his neck all the way to his waist and abdomen. He tried to cut through the skin to expose his internal organs, but encountered an embarrassing thing - the Dragon Emperor's body was huge, with scales, crust, and subcutaneous fat and muscle, which were far thicker than the length of the Eight-Eyed Sword, and could not be cut through at all.

"How dare you hurt me!" the Dragon Emperor struggled to twist his body. He knew that his physical speed could not catch up with Zhao Mai, so he could only rely on the power of spells. Around him, many lines of fire and lightning appeared, flailing as his body writhed, like anemones shaking their tentacles. The tentacles of these spells were very dense, and once they touched Zhao Mai, they would try to entangle him, slow him down, and hurt him. The Dragon Emperor's spells are powerful, and those light and heat are extremely damaging to all living beings. Zhao Mai can exchange injuries for injuries, but if he hits these spell tentacles, he will only hurt himself, and it will be useless in the battle.

Zhao Mai flew around the Dragon Emperor and threw ice javelins. When the javelins hit the tentacles of the spell, they annihilated each other, causing a violent explosion that would release chill and frostbite Polis if they were stuck in the dragon. This damage doesn't last long, though, as the Dragon Emperor will use his psychic ability to pull out the Ice Javelin and throw it away. It spat hot sand in all directions, trying to chase the annoying black spot in its vision.

Neither of them can help anyone at the moment. The Dragon Emperor's attack spell was quite powerful, but he couldn't lock Zhao Mai, and he was always avoided by him. Zhao Mai's strongest physical attack methods are the Eight Eyes Sword, Ice Javelin, and Fist, and the damage they can do is very limited. I have to say that the Dragon Emperor is the toughest creature Zhao Mai has ever seen, and its defensive ability is not inferior to itself in the slightest, and even surpasses it. He summoned lightning, flames, and acid poison to attack the Dragon Emperor, but he couldn't leave a trace of damage. If you take these spells yourself, you will definitely be injured.

Both people are able to regenerate, and ordinary wounds can heal in a matter of seconds. Of course, if it is a fatal injury, such as the destruction of the whole body, Zhao Mai can recover and the Dragon Emperor will die, which is also the source of Zhao Mai's confidence in believing that he can defeat the other party. The two men soon found themselves at a stalemate, and the other was the toughest enemy they had ever faced.

Another round of attacks was fired at each other, and both sides stopped in unison, staring at each other with wide eyes, both unscathed. "It's not good, Polis, you're trapping yourself! you're still guarding Rajat and can't leave this place. The end result is that you are consumed here by me. Do you know now how stupid you are?"

"You're just a person, you don't have strong enough subordinates, and I give ...... order"

A cold light flashed in Zhao Mai's eyes. The Dragon Emperor was right, outside the battlefield, there were at least a dozen Witch Kings alive, and the Rajat fighters who did not become Witch Kings and hid were about the same number. Zhao Mai is not afraid that they will come to besiege, it is just to drag out the war of attrition longer. But what if these witch kings scatter and attack the "family"?

"It seems like you never know when to converge and stop fighting. Zhao Mai let go of the eight-eyed sword and let it float freely beside him. He rubbed his face with his hands, then clenched his fists. "You and I are equal in spells, and we are similar in physical strength, so we can only compete from a biological perspective!"

The Dragon Emperor let out a roar of rage, and his command spread farther and farther as the incantation spread. In his command, he asked all the Witch Kings to come to his aid immediately, saying that someone had threatened Rajat's cage and tried to free the scourge from the planet.

"Finally I can't help but call a helper? Zhao Mai lit up the worm heart ring and began to call for his helper. Hearing the call, the Chimera spaceship directly activated the space jumping device and prepared to sail with the Worm Heart Ring as the goal.

Wyverns, jumping dogs, and stinging snakes all ran to the nearest Chimera spaceship, taking off as much as they could. All the Z-bugs were busy, especially near the portal, which was the densest area of the Chimera spaceship. Seeing all this, Dogian frowned deeply. Only Zhao Mai gave an order to carry out such a large-scale transfer, and all of this was unplanned, indicating that Zhao Mai encountered an unexpected situation.

"Could it be that he is in conflict with the Dragon Emperor?" Dogian didn't think that Zhao Mai needed reinforcements, she thought that these ships and Z bugs were there to support and rescue the people of Ricas and Tyrion.

When the spaceship tore through the space and came to the sky above the battlefield, when the flying dragon formed a black cloud in the sky, and let the jumping dog use the glide to land with the stinging snake, the Dragon Emperor didn't care. "That's your power, it's just a bunch of bugs, they can't hurt me at all, and it's all in vain. ”

"These aren't bugs, these are me. Zhao Mai said: "Your strength is good, you have ruled Atas for so long. But in the biological world, status depends on the food chain, little dragon. ”