Chapter Eighty-Nine: The King of the Red World (I)
Directly turning the opponent's chassis into a dark dead place, turning the opponent's home stadium into his own home field, and turning the impossible into a possibility, this is the power of Ulysses now.
This terrifying dark force is still growing, expanding every minute and every second. The desert city that originally belonged to the eight-headed demon dragon Casa, except for the cathedral sealed by the dark crystal, could no longer see the slightest trace of the past, and became a dark realm that completely belonged to Ulysses.
Something was brewing in this seemingly eternal darkness, and Ulysses could feel it.
"Ahem, ahem, don't hide, let's come out. Ulysses looked at the black mist of the land, where there was indeed no living life, but there was an immortal dragon.
With the power of the Dark Evil Crystal alone, it was impossible to kill this demon dragon directly, and Ulysses had not been so naïve in the first place.
So, the battle is not over yet. No, it should be said that now is the stage that really determines the final victory.
"I really didn't expect you to push me to this point. From the black mist came the muffled voice of the eight-headed demon dragon Casa.
The appearance of the Dark Evil Crystal was completely beyond his expectations, he had never heard of that kind of thing before, and it was unbelievable that there was such a terrifying distorted treasure in this world.
He had repeatedly raised his opinion of the human in front of him, but he had slapped him in the face again and again. The endless power of darkness was like mocking him, the demon king who once called himself the king of the dark dragon.
Until now, he even had the illusion that the human in front of him was closer to the Demon King than him. At least, he didn't have this kind of terrible darkness that turned the earth directly to death.
What he is best at is not dark magic, but the purest attack and defense. The most feared thing about the eight-headed demon dragon Cazaar is not his dark magic, but his absolute defense.
In the black mist that extracted all the breath of life and vitality, a miserable white body slowly emerged.
It was a half-dragon body composed entirely of white keel, about three meters tall. The massive dragon horns occupied almost half of the head, and blue-purple flames burned in the two hollow eyes.
His whole body was wrapped in armor made of dragon bones, especially the elbow part, and two huge dragon teeth extended from the top of the arm, automatically forming a pair of sharp elbow blades.
A large sword engraved with countless dragon magic runes was slanted into his side, and the miserable white color meant that its raw materials were exactly the same as this body.
This is the appearance of the eight-headed demon dragon Kaza in desperation, using his remaining dragon bones and the dragon veins that he finally fused into his body in a hurry.
As for the template of this body, half of it came from his own past body, while the other half came from the most powerful human in the world he had ever seen.
The giant dragon shadow that he had originally incarnated incarnate, that is, his fantasy posture in the past, had been completely wiped out by the attack of Ulysses' dark evil crystal.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he had already lost once in the fight between the eight-headed demon dragon Casar and Ulysses.
If this wasn't the place where he lived, if it weren't for the place where his dragon remains were scattered in this square, he might have been beaten into a place of no return by the distortion of the Dark Evil Crystal.
And in the body formed by this dragon skeleton, only the last two leylines were fused, and the eight leylines that originally constituted the Lost Lock had been completely severed under the attack of Ulysses' Abyssal Sword and the Dark Evil Crystal.
In the long existence of the eight-headed demon dragon Casa, except for Carl, no one has forced him to such an embarrassing situation. If it weren't for the fact that this was his home field, if it weren't for the fact that his dragon remains were at his feet, I'm afraid the battle just now would have been over.
What a terrible power, what a terrible darkness, he no longer underestimated Ulysses in front of him. Although he couldn't understand why someone who had never set foot in the door could have such a powerful power, it didn't prevent him from treating Ulysses in front of him as his real mortal enemy.
"Are you ready to die, boy. "The eight-headed demon dragon Caza moved his materialized body that he hadn't felt for a long time, although it was not as invincible as when he had absolute defense, but the body made of this dragon bone also had terrifying power.
This is the dragon bone that has absorbed his magic power for thousands of years in this fallen land, plus the two leylines that have been fused into it, although the total magic power is only about a quarter of the complete dragon shadow form, but this is indeed completely condensed, and it has the combat power of the entity.
In the form of a dragon shadow, he can only use the breath and dragon language magic that he is not so good at, and in the form of a dragon skeleton, he has truly restored his past fighting methods.
The attack that the eight-headed demon dragon Caza loves is always the most direct and violent kind, and this great sword that absorbs the power of an entire leyline is the weapon type he used the most in the past.
Come on—Ulysses would love to say this, but in fact his body is rapidly approaching a critical state, and his combat effectiveness is plummeting.
The "Freedom Doll" gives him the ability to freely manipulate all the power of the demon king in his body, and the "key" opens a mysterious door in his body, allowing him to see the secrets of the starry sky and the hidden possibilities of himself, but all this is based on the state he can support.
It is true that an infinite overdraft of one's body can gain great power in a short period of time, but it is also costly, and Ulysses now senses that the limit is coming.
How many minutes were left? Those few minutes were enough for him to defeat the skeletal eight-headed demon dragon Caza in front of him? The lost locks that covered the entire desert had been shattered by him, and perhaps he could find a way to leave.
No, it's not that simple, fighting to this point, it's just a luxury to want to leave safely in front of this dragon king.
This battle is already a battle of life and death.
Has he really used all his power? No, Ulysses remembers, in that black and white world, he still has more power, more, more power.
When facing the four knights he summoned from the white, he also despaired for a while, any of those four knights had the power above him, and he felt that none of them were lost to the eight-headed demon dragon Cazaar in front of him.
At that time, didn't he also succeed in winning the final victory?
The knight's words, he also has.
The limit is far from there, and he still has enough strength to fight, which he can use to take down the enemies in front of him.
The strongest self is the one who is stronger than the eight-headed demon dragon Casa in front of him, and Ulysses gambles all this and believes in his own strength.
In a determination to open the door to his soul again, Ulysses once again opened the door of his soul and called out to the four people who responded to his summons at that time, and the girls with whom he had a special connection.
With the door of the soul open, Ulysses saw and saw the threads with special colors.
It was the thread with which he connected the girls of fate, the thread that could be summoned by him. There are more than four of them.
The black thread, it was the dark bride Fari, he remembered that her dark chalice had only been used not long ago, and continuous use would hurt her body, so he silently put it down.
The cyan thread is the happy blue bird Ayu, who is sleeping, so don't bother her.
The green line, it's really strange, who is this, it seems that it can't be connected yet, it just exists there, and it can't convey its own message.
The red, very hot line, the owner of this line is ...... "Boom!", and the moment Ulysses' mind reached the red line, as if he felt his gaze, the whole line suddenly burned violently.
Then, something rushed swiftly along the line, a fiery affection, a pride that would never compromise in love or hate.
That is, the red color that represents burning love.
In the mountains of the far north, on the edge of the cliff outside the camp of the Demon King's maid team, Angela's maid dress was instantly burned to ashes, replaced by a magnificent red bridal dress.
"It's hot, it's hot!" Angela had large drops of sweat on her forehead, and the transparent beads of sweat were completely evaporated by the heat on her body before they could fall to the ground.
Soon, not only sweat, but also the ground beneath her feet was melted by the terrible heat, and the blazing magma spread under her feet, engulfing the land around her.
"Is that you? Are you calling me?" Angela looked up at the distant end of the mountains, and she could feel a voice calling to her at the end of the earth.
That voice was no stranger to her, her purity, her love, all dedicated only to him, and under the witness of the red bridal dress, she accepted him as her only love.
Then don't hesitate.
"This love is for you. In the scorching heat, Angela's whole body burned with flames, and a shadow began to faintly emerge from the coat of arms on her chest.
Angela felt this power in the decisive battle with Relu, and when she confirmed her heart for Ulysses. It's just that I didn't feel it as clear as this time, as if my whole body was ignited by this power.
In the raging flames, Angela's pretty face turned red, and full of love overflowed from her body, turning into infinite power.
Angela hears the voice, the roar of the dragon that has come from a distant time and space, awakened by this call of love.
The flames of the red lotus burned through the sky, crossing the distance of space and time, and the king of the red world awakened here again.
(To be continued)