Chapter 145: A Waltz for One Man
The heavy metal door of the bright hall slowly opened with a bang, and everyone looked at the open door nervously and expectantly, everyone's nervousness and expectation were constantly intertwined, and the answers they were looking for along the way were just ahead. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Click. "The gates of the Dragon Palace were finally opened. Esato looked towards the interior of the Dragon Palace.
At the top of the Bright Hall was a huge crystal dome, and under the illumination of countless Demon Dao Crystal Lamps, the entire hall was as bright as day.
What was even more surprising was that they could see the entire scenery of the outer perimeter of the Dragon Palace through a huge spherical crystal on the top of the main hall. To everyone's surprise was the ominous black obelisk that constantly exuded a lot of magical power.
The space of the entire hall is very spacious, even comparable to the huge gladiatorial arena where they have fought, and in the huge space, hundreds of huge red pillars with dozens of people hugging each other support the top of the entire hall.
The red and ornate carpet on the floor has no trace of time, and is still as bright as new.
On the wall next to the hall are various reliefs about the history of the dragon family, as well as many intricate and unrecognizable oracle bone inscriptions that Jiang Sato has already seen. The reliefs still tell the story of that era.
In the center of the hall is a huge throne of steel. The lonely throne seemed a little lonely in the huge hall.
"It looks like all the guests have arrived. A majestic voice echoed through the quiet hall, and everyone turned their attention to the source of the sound, the huge throne in the center of the bright hall.
Behemoth slowly walked out from behind the throne, black clothes and blood-red eyes staring at everyone present, then he turned around and slowly sat down on the huge throne in the center of the bright hall of the Dragon Palace under the gaze of everyone.
After he sat down, he looked at the people who were standing motionless with contempt in his eyes, and said slowly: "I know you have a lot of questions, but please allow me to introduce myself, I am the fourth generation of the dragon clan, the black dragon Behemoth, and welcome you to the audience hall of this dragon palace after all kinds of death games." But when you meet me, there's no doubt that your game is over, and you're all going to die here. Behemoth's eyes looked at them as if they were looking at a dead man.
"What are you talking about, calling yourself the Dragon King?" said Medse.
"Being able to call yourself the Dragon King is naturally confident. Behemoth said with a smile, and then in an instant, his body suddenly revealed a huge coercion.
In an instant, the entire Bright Hall was filled with Behemoth's tremendous magical fluctuations.
At this time, Medsey finally knew why he was able to say such things so arrogantly in front of the best of them, the dragons, because he had such strength.
The total amount of magic he was now displaying was much higher than all of them combined!
"And I still have this. Behemoth clapped his hands and slowly got angry from behind him with a huge black bead!
The whole bead is dark, and there is a black ominous magic flowing in the bead, and this magic is full of the breath of death.
Uncle Ao recognized the huge bead in front of him at a glance.
"How did the Dragon Ball come to be like this!" "The inside of the Dragon Ball is completely filled with the magic of filthy death, is this still the Dragon Ball full of life he has seen before?
"I'm just a little remodeled, and now I'm the owner of this Dragon Ball. After Behemoth finished speaking, he put his hand on the huge dragon ball, which quickly shrank and turned into a black ball like a glass ball.
The dragon ball, which had shrunk countless times, slowly tutored Behemoth's forehead, and instantly embedded Behemoth's eyebrows.
Everyone noticed that Behemoth's eyebrows had an extra black origin on his forehead.
"The Dragon Ball has already recognized the Lord, whether you admit it or not, he is now the owner of the Dragon Ball. "Uncle Ao saw that Behemoth was able to control the Dragon Ball so easily, which was a big blow to him, if the Dragon Ball was now in his hands, then the changes that happened in the Dragon Palace back then must have a direct relationship with him.
Keep an eye on it, this may be your last chance.
Right in front of their eyes, a very large magical power instantly gathered from the dragon ball on Behemoth's eyebrows towards his body, and in an instant, the black and complex magic patterns on his skin quickly flashed with a pale black light.
The huge black ** force quickly gathered towards his hands.
"What are you going to do?" Van Helsing wanted to rush out to stop him, but Uncle Ao stopped him, because now the black ** power gathered in Behemoth's hand was enough to kill all of them in an instant!
No one had ever seen so much magic concentrated in one person, and this magic was so complex, as if countless different magic forces were mixed together, full of chaotic feelings.
This huge amount of magic that poured out from the dragon ball gathered in his hand, and then, the entire body of Behemoth continued to expand.
Black ** power filled his body.
"Dragonization?" looked at the expanding body of Behemoth, his body was undoubtedly expanding into a black dragon!
Eventually, in front of everyone's eyes, Behemoth's body turned into a black dragon, the dragon's head was inlaid with a huge black dragon ball, the black dragon's body was wrapped in scales that shimmered like obsidian, and there were countless magic patterns on the surface of his body that shimmered with dark red light, and countless magic powers full of death flowed through the magic patterns.
This magic Jiang Sato was very familiar with, and this magic power was almost swallowed by this terrifying magic of death in the illusion space of the eight-foot mirror.
This black magic is as if it does not belong in this world, as if it comes from the world of the dead.
At this time, the black dragon Behemoth made a move that they didn't expect, the magic patterns all over his body instantly shone, and the black spire above the dome above his head was almost covered with countless magic patterns that were as enchanting and coiled as the roots of a tree on the surface of his body, and the two magic patterns reflected each other from afar, constantly flickering at the same frequency.
Jiang Sato noticed that there must be a direct connection between the black dragon and the tower.
Suddenly, Behemoth's body shot out countless black lightning bolts as dense as silk nets towards the dome, and the black lightning quickly gathered towards the tower, and finally, on the top of the tower, it gathered into a cylindrical black ** force torrent and shot out towards the sky.
After this magic power shot out, the entire Dragon Palace was instantly covered by black dark clouds, and the dark clouds closed, obscuring the entire sunlight. The entire Dragon Palace was shrouded in darkness.
"Dark clouds obscure the sun, and death is rampant. This is ......" Jiang Sato said this sentence silently, and perhaps the real test for him began.