Memories of the past flashed back to their minds, and Caesar looked up at Frost floating above them. Now he is far younger than when he saw him in the past, and he looks unusually tall and mighty when he gets rid of the lifeless twilight before. Diaphragm

Except for the wrinkled face and gray hair, in terms of external conditions alone, he can indeed be compared with the same Pompeii as a playboy. Rather, he looked like he was middle-aged, and he looked far more reliable than Pompeii.

But it wasn't just his appearance that had changed, the alchemy realm that had suppressed him had not worked on him, and in his body, the violent and dangerous dragon blood was flowing rapidly, bringing power to his limbs. And this is what he said about being given power again.

"The one who empowers you again...... Does this still need to be guessed? Caesar felt that he had asked an idiotic question, he was already leading such an army of merfolk, did he need to do anything special about the existence hidden behind him?

Frost glanced at the beginning lightly, and shook his head with a look of disappointment: "Dragon King, this is what you want to say, right?" But do I need to explain to you the obvious answer? ”

Chen Motong pursed her lips, and what Frost said made her feel unusually familiar. In her dreams, which she didn't know if it was a dream or not, the priest in red offered sacrifices to an unknown being in the sky, turning a completely ordinary person into a half-breed in a way that would probably have left all alchemists jaw-dropping.

Now she seems to be able to exercise that kind of power, but the cost is very great, and maybe her life will be lost because of this. And Frost's words......

"It's your mother." Frost said suddenly, his expression looking light-hearted, as if he suddenly didn't want to sell off. Diaphragm

Caesar's eyes widened and he looked at Frost in disbelief: "...... What did you say? ”

"I said it's your mother." Frost looked at him and repeated, "It was your mother who picked me out of the garbage heap and gave me strength once again......"

"Shut up!" Caesar roared suddenly.

It was as if something was breaking somewhere in his body, and Caesar's eyes lit up with gold again. The suppressed dragon blood in the body broke through the suppression of the alchemy matrix, and the angry dragon blood instantly surged through the whole body. The scythe that perched in his mind felt the wrath of his master, and poured out like his guards, guarding his side, roaring at Frost floating above.

Their originally invisible figures were unusually obvious in the sea, and the piercing screaming sound spread in the sea, causing the people around Caesar to unconsciously cover their ears.

Another person broke through the alchemy matrix, but Frost remained indifferent to it.

"It's really good enough blood, can it only be said that it is worthy of her son?" It was like seeing the elders of his children growing up, and he applauded as if he were complimenting. Diaphragm

"But unfortunately, that's what happened. No matter how much you don't want to admit it, she was the one who brought me, the Avenger, back. Putting down his hand, Frost said with his usual expression, "It seems useless to say this, so let you see some substantial evidence." ”

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers. A realm that Caesar was familiar with, but somewhat unfamiliar, unfolded around him. Countless tiny, invisible goblins poured out from there, guarding Frost's side as if they had just happened on his side.

"Spirit of Words and Weasels......" Caesar's eyes widened, this is also the spirit of words he has.

Although the Spirit of Words and Weasels is also a relatively safe tier among all the Spirit of Words, to be honest, it is not a very powerful Spirit of Speech. But because it was a gift from his mother, Caesar took it very seriously, and even if someone laughed at him behind his back, he came to his door the next day to ask for advice and taught him that the spirit of speech is not everything that determines the outcome of a half-breed battle.

However, Frost is a figure that can be compared to Pompeii, and if it is such a spirit that awakens, it seems that some people cannot afford such an evaluation......

All of a sudden, the surrounding sea was lively, and countless scythes roared at each other between the two, as if two armies were facing each other. But those sickles seemed to Caesar to feel a little different, as if they were more dangerous, more bloodthirsty, and had nothing to do with safety at all.

"That's the evidence," Frost said, "that's the evidence, like you, it's been given." My original spirit of words has long since disappeared with the removal of the golden holy jelly. "Ahh

"And ......," he said, glancing at Caesar, "the sickles are not the so-called safe spirits at all, but you, you have not used their true power at all!" ”

He waved his hand like a general who had ordered an attack. The scythe around him received the order, and rushed out wildly, coming this way with a force that seemed to be able to cut through everything in the sea.

The scythe was not a spirit of speech, Caesar knew this, but in his perception, when the first scythe belonging to him was destroyed, he felt that he did indeed lack the understanding of this spirit as Frost said.

On Frost's side, the harmless wind elves turned into white blades like shredders and rushed into the array of scythes in front of Caesar. Like loyal guards, the scythes around Caesar charged at a different kind one by one, and then turned into spiritual fragments and dissipated under this unprecedented onslaught.

The tingling sensation kept coming, and each scythe crushing caused a pain in Caesar's brain. There was a sudden stinging pain in his face, and then blood spilled out of Caesar's face, quickly diluted by the sea.

Caesar, wiping the wounds on his face and his eyes darkened with gold as the scythe swarm had all dissipated, looked up, Frost had recalled all his sheath swarm. The bravado-grueling guys were licking the blood that had been taken from his face.

Frost held out his hand, and in his hand was a piece of raw meat that he didn't know where he had got, but no one would have wanted to know where it came from. The sickles around him seemed to be attracted by blood food, and quickly crawled all over his body, biting at the raw flesh and the blood on it. Diaphragm

"So, what are you trying to do with showing off?" Holding back his nausea, Caesar asked coldly, "Do you want to see me angry and bite like a mad dog?" Or do you want to see me hopeless, numb like a puppet? ”

"Nice expression, but it's too late to show your bearing." "I'm not trying to show off, I'm just trying to tell you that there's no justice around you," Frost said. ”

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He glanced at Caesar with some pity: "From the beginning to the end, you have simply lived in false justice. ”

Caesar seemed to be sunk, his cold mask shattered, and the golden light in his eyes darkened once more. At this moment, in addition to the sting in his mind and the scars on his face, his heart felt like he had been stabbed countless times. The anger was followed by an endless cold, and Caesar felt that even the waters around him were cold.

"I didn't expect that I would have to enlighten others one day." With a whisper, Fingal shrugged. However, just as he was about to pat Caesar on the shoulder and say what this pain in the wind and rain was, Caesar raised his head.

He looked at Frost coldly and said, "So what? Is that all? ”

As if opening a silent realm, Fingal withdrew his hand and shrugged at Frost, indicating that you may have miscalculated. Diaphragm

Frost, who was also silent, looked at him for a long time, and sighed after a long time: "It seems that you have really grown up...... Unfortunately, it was already too late. ”

"Thank you for your cooperation, these are coal washing...... Ahem, it should be fine as evidence of exoneration. Fingal put away the terminal that had been recording, "I said, uncle, you've been nagging for so long, it's time for us to talk about it, right?" ”

He shook his neck, and thick veins burst out of his bulging muscles: "Shouldn't there be revenge next, revenge?" ”

Without looking at him, Frost withdrew his gaze: "Well, since you are so anxious to get on the ......"

Suddenly, a violent explosion was heard, and the surrounding sea water boiled. The light in the sea seemed to dim a little, and someone steadied himself in the churning water, and then looked up.

Just now, the castle in the middle of the sea, which had always emitted a soft light, had burst into a huge, dark hole.

Frost's expression turned cold, and he stabilized his body under the cover of the mermaid soldiers around him, and quickly swam towards the castle, as if to return reinforcements. It was only when he was just making a move that a hand passed through the merfolk soldier's protection and grabbed his foot. Diaphragm

Fingal slapped the merfolk soldiers around him, staring at him with burning eyes; "Now, is it time for you to look around?"

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In the current, the blue-white figure danced like a swan in the churning water, and finally landed firmly on the ruins of a castle.

Zero looked up, and the surrounding sea began to freeze, and huge icicles slowly formed around her. His eyes locked on the presence in the pitch-black cavern in front of him through the blue lenses.

Huge tentacles with scales poked out of it, countless delicate scales growing on what should have been unusually soft skin, and in addition to that, there were bits of frost covering the huge tentacles. Then many more tentacles poked out, and then a huge shadow completely poked out of the dark hole, stretching its body in the water.

Countless tentacles were smashing in the sea, and the source of these tentacles was like a dragon, and it was like the next generation of some huge mollusc at the bottom of the sea. Compared to the ornate or hideous dragons, his octopus-like appearance seems to be a little out of place with his kind.

But he was indeed a very tall pure-blooded dragon, the Kraken, the North Sea Monster, and there had been a record of his sightings in the Academy. It seems that it is for Haisheng's convenience, and his huge body makes the academy's rule of looking at the body to confirm the generation useless. Diaphragm

Excluding those tentacles, the huge size of his body, which is more than twenty meters, may have discouraged ordinary people. Paired with the tentacles that were strong and protected by hard scales, tearing apart a large fishing boat seemed like a no-brainer for him. No wonder legend has it that he disguised himself as an island to attract the crew to camp on him, and after the ignorant crew fell asleep, he dragged them into the water with the boat.

Zero's petite figure seems to be overestimated against such a huge being, and it seems that it is already overestimated to hit the stone with an egg. In other words, the advantage of body shape is almost negligible for anyone in the face of such a existence.

It seemed that it took a little time, and the North Sea Monster finally found the little dot in the pile of ruins. He waved his massive tentacles, stirring the waters around him. But Zero is like being rooted in that sea, and no matter how much the sea water stirs around him, he can't do anything.

Above her, a huge ice floe loomed in the water, completely separating her from the water outside.

Discovering this, the North Sea Giant Demon let out an extremely harsh, but indeed strange rhythmic roar. The waters around him were equally frozen, and the ice with sharp horns formed a huge outer armor on top of his tentacles. Waving the tentacles that looked like fists again, he slammed them down in front of him.

A huge roar suddenly spread throughout the ocean floor, and all the low-IQ creatures trembled under the roar, and it was like a signal to start a war, summoning more huge creatures hiding in the shadows. The demons danced, and the whole Nibelungen came alive.

"Really, I have to say it before the fight." Mai looked out at the huge hole, "The tentacle monster vs. the princess or something, it's really bad, only potato chips will be interested." "Ahh

Behind her, the original cell was completely destroyed, and the prisoners who were originally imprisoned in it were transferred by the existence behind the scenes when they realized that the target they were attracted to was not the original target. This made Jiude Mai regret it a little, why didn't she cut the chain directly with a knife just now.

But that's not entirely bad, after all, she doesn't have the energy to take care of the wounded who will break at the slightest touch. Turning around, Mai looked at a group of gray-haired old men standing behind her at some point.

These numb old men had thin black lines on their faces, and there was no life in the golden boys, like puppets with strings. Obviously, there are other guards besides the big octopus.

"Do you go up one by one, or together?" Mai said this, pulling out the thin green around her waist, "But you guys should be together, I'm in a bit of a hurry." ”

After the black light, the silver-black armored warrior shook his ponytail: "Explain in advance, I don't have the virtue of respecting the old and loving the young. ”