Chapter 110: The Red Bride's Confession Etiquette (I)

One, two, three, four, five...... A total of ten half-dragon red snakes twisted into a huge "S" shape in the air, bringing a dazzling line of fire, and frantically slaughtered Ulysses.

As they approached Ulysses, ten half-dragon red snakes opened their mouths together and bit them fiercely.

The blazing flames brought by the ten half-dragon red snakes were instantly compressed into a very small space, turning all the surrounding air into a violent hot wind, and then directly turning the area where Ulysses was located into a sea of hellfire.

The blazing flames covered the ground where Ulysses was located, and finally exploded violently, shaking the entire canyon slightly.

However, Angela would not think that this was the end of it, the ten half-dragon red snakes just now were enough to burn and destroy an entire regiment of elite troops, but for Ulysses, who had displayed grandmaster-level swordsmanship in front of her, this kind of attack would never be able to defeat him.

In the ashes of the flames, the figure of Ulysses' horizontal sword slowly appeared in front of Angela.

Why, didn't he hit at all? The Red Snake Ten Strikes just now was already the most powerful blow Angela had ever felt in her life, but judging from the results, it seemed that not even Ulysses' hair had been burned.

The breeze blew through Angela's hair, bringing a hint of coolness that made her stunned.

Where is the wind, how can there be such a cool wind in this canyon occupied by her flame breath.

The wind, the wind came from where Ulysses stood, from his sword. Though he stood there like a mountain, there was a breeze flowing from his sword.

Ulysses was also a little confused, in the face of Angela's red snake, he had ten ways to resolve it, but standing in this valley, he unbelievably used a sword technique that he didn't even know much about himself to dissolve it.

Just a slight swing of the sword, just letting go of your body and mind, it was as if something in your body that had been forgotten for a long time woke up a little.

Then, with a simple sword, it brought the wind.

The wind blew away the scorching breath of fire, wrapping around his body, flowing happily around him.

It is very refreshing, very gentle wind, like the grace of nature, like the whisper of a lover.

"Gah!" A huge snake shadow that was larger than the sum of the ten red snakes just now appeared behind Angela, turning into Angela's Hokage flying in the air.

The red serpent, which already had its horns and eyes, roared and burned, and its scorching breath continued to expand. It was not the phantom of the flame, but the will of the flame, the embodiment of the dragon flame.

In that flame, Angela felt her body, her strength, and her soul burn together.

Long Yan's power continued to expand, surrounding her as if she had her own life, giving her greater and stronger strength.

The power of the ancient dragon's bloodline is constantly awakening, and in a very short period of time, Angela's strength has been raised to an incredible level.

Level Five, Level Five Extreme, Level Six, Level Six Limit, in the raging flames, Angela's will and strength are forged and reborn in the fire together.

Angela can't do this now, but now she is not fighting here alone, in the depths of her soul, there is a burning soul exactly like her shouting and fighting.

It was Angela, who was stronger in the future, the dragon princess who was strong enough to fight side by side with the ancient king of the red world in terms of faith and will, although she could not completely descend into this dream like Ulysses, but because she was also in the dream, there was naturally an inseparable connection in the underworld.

Therefore, Angela's grievances and unwillingness in this dream can also be felt by Angela, who is the "child of prayer", and can pass on her will and beliefs to cheer for another self.

Angela, who was reborn in Dragon Flame, and Ulysses, who came down from the outside world, completed her transformation in this world in a special way.

The seventh-level barrier shattered in the flames that burned around the red bride's dress. The huge force directly swept across the entire canyon, and even the side of Mira Village could see the flames rising into the sky here.

With the help of her future self, Angela has also successfully surpassed the limitations of the world and has become a special case close to Ulysses.

"Angela, ah......" If there was only a trace of suspicion just now, then after seeing the huge power that Angela burst out in the red bridal dress at this moment, Ulysses was already completely sure where this power came from.

It is absolutely impossible to be the power that Angela may have now, and it is a projection of Angela's power in this world, the embodiment of her will, which he chose as the "Child of Prayer".

Before Sister Mira's dream, Ulysses didn't know that there would be Angela in this dream, so he didn't expect this kind of accident. However, since Sister Mira has Angela in her memories and has an intersection with him, Angela's will, which he chose as the "Child of Prayer", naturally appeared and entered her body when she was a child.

Just as he will inevitably appear in this world as "Ulysses", Angela will inevitably come as "Angela". It's just that it seems that she doesn't maintain a complete memory like herself, but just a simple projection of faith and strength.

"Actually...... Breaking through the ......" Angela, who was opposite Ulysses, could not believe what had happened to her.

The wall that blocked countless geniuses, the invisible barrier that represented the limit of her body, was burned by Long Yan with a "snap" like foam in her body, it was as simple as breathing.

The immortal dragon lance in her hand was as light as a feather now, but as natural as a part of her own body.

She can even fully "see" the inner workings of the Undead Dragon Lance, and can change its shape to suit her sudden increase in strength and speed.

Obviously, she suddenly broke through to the realm that countless people dreamed of, and entered the ranks of seventh-level powerhouses that could make the whole country proud, but she didn't feel the ecstatic feeling she imagined.

In her heart, it was as if a voice told her that such power was not enough, far from enough. To be the best bride, she needs to work harder and learn to use more strength.

The current strength is just a starting point for her.

Bride, whose bride?" Angela asked the voice in her heart, the one that had gained her absolute trust for no reason. Growing up, she had never trusted someone so much as she trusted herself.

The person who makes your heart tickle, the person who makes you burn, the person you love, the person you watch...... In the darkness, Angela saw the owner of the voice, the eyes of the man to be exact.

It was a pair of vertical dragon eyes, and she looked at herself with fiery eyes, and the crimson dragon eyes were full of enthusiasm and longing.

Is that her ancestor? Angela could vaguely feel the inseparable feeling of blood connection, as if all her thoughts had been seen through by those eyes.

"Go...... Like it......" This is the only voice Angela hears, there is no cause and effect, no explanation, just a simple sentence, like a sentence to confess her heart.

Angela felt her heart beating violently, as if waiting for an answer that could change her life's fate.

The owner of the pair of eyes did not answer, but a figure was reflected in his eyes.

Angela soon discovered that the figures reflected in the crimson dragon's eyes were actually the scenery reflected in her own eyes.

It was the one who smiled at her in the midst of the burning earth, surrounded by the smell of the wind.

Yes, is it him? Angela seemed to be able to hear the exclamation in her heart, how could it be him?

Although the other party's superb swordsmanship changed his original impression of being lustful and shameless, it was completely impossible to fall in love with this person so quickly.

What's more, the message from that voice is not just a liking, but will become his "bride". Such a thing, just thinking about it makes Angela find it unbelievable.

No, something must have gone wrong, Angela cheered herself on, and then raised the undead dragon lance in her hand again.

Fierce, cruel, greedy, domineering, the Red Serpent Hokage hovering behind Angela now has everything that life should have, and even a hint of wisdom can be seen in the huge dragon's eyes.

This is a fire spirit created by Angela, with the blood of the red dragon, she doesn't need such a troublesome procedure as Rasputin's grandfather, she only needs to rely on her own fire control power to summon the fire spirit with wisdom.

Compared to humans who need countless knowledge accumulation and exploration to obtain the power of fire spirits, the dragon race is the darling of this world, a high-ranking race born with many powerful powers.

Angela stared at Ulysses, and though she was a little skeptical about the future that the voice portended, she couldn't see anything in her eyes at the moment except Ulysses standing in the flames.

Ulysses' eyes, hands, feet, body, everything was clear to her. The more she watched, the more Angela could feel her heart beat faster.

That's what is the feeling of starting to take root and sprout rapidly, and then giving birth to fruit, like a flame that burns violently, so quickly, so violently.

(To be continued)