Leviathan cried highly, and a low song resounded at the bottom of the ocean. Fenrir howled in unison, a loud roar that reverberated through the ocean floor, making the curls even more afraid to come closer.

Each flapping its wings or flapping its tail fin, the white whale and the black dragon in the distance sped up abruptly. The water was stirred, and the waves were so sharp that all the creatures that wandered back beyond this sea did not dare to approach in the slightest.

A huge roar sounded again, and the two huge figures collided again. Ripples like earthquakes spread outward around them, even extending to the seabed. The sediment on the bottom of the sea was stirred, countless seaweed shells floated in the sea, and the entire seabed was in chaos.

Just a physical collision, the collision of the two dragon kings caused a catastrophe that was close to an undersea earthquake. Compared to the chaotic ocean, except for the scales on their bodies falling off, the two dragon kings were not damaged at all. They separated, reversed course again in the water, chirped at each other, and began the next round of the contest.

Looking at the two dragon kings who were more like making fools of each other than sympathizing with each other, Xia Mi patted his head again. Fenrir looked terrifying on the outside, but at first, I don't know if it was pretended, or if it was a real IQ problem, but it became real under the influence of class skills. As for the Leviathan, although it looks stupid on the outside, it is actually ...... Most likely, it's the same.

Natsumi shook her head and stopped looking at the two stupid dragon kings. Although it may seem silly, Leviathan did a good job of fulfilling the task given to him by Behemoth, taking Fenrir ...... Or dragged them here.

But it didn't matter, Behemoth miscalculated, even if they were dragged here, it still wouldn't have any effect on what happened later. Moreover, she stayed here of her own volition, after all, Behemoth's real body still did not know where it was hidden. Niold, on the other hand, was just part of her plan. If her guess was correct, the other half was on Leviathan's body.

"It's a pity...... "She looked back and saw the ruins surrounded by darkness as if through the darkness.

Looking at the figures above, she smiled lightly and muttered, "...... I'd actually like to see your plan look like you're done. ”

……

Floating above the ruins in the sea, in the ring. The huge realm stretched out the barrier from the sea at the bottom of the sea, and the long-lost air filled the ring. The long silence silenced the active elements around them, the crimson and dark blue figures opposing each other, they were both silent, and the invisible killing aura that could almost strangle the pure-blood dragons filled between them.

The invisible confrontation has been going on many times between them.

"Why don't you attack it?" Ronald stood silently, "Time is of the essence for you, isn't it?" ”

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He stood like this, without any superfluous movements, the heavy armor exuded the unique fluorescence of the alchemy matrix, and the whole person revealed a feeling of immobility like a mountain.

The golden-red eyes locked on Ronald, and Niold held the double knife and said: "After all, it is facing my brother, and it is not okay not to be cautious." ”

"It's good to be cautious, but it's not what a warrior should be if you're too timid!" The crimson gold in Ronald's eyes flickered.

He raised his broadsword high and swung it downward, the tip of the sword hit the ground, and a cloud of dust was raised, and the whole ring seemed to shake. This blow didn't use any words, just the power of the flesh. But the surrounding elements were disrupted, and a visible blade of air headed towards Niold.

Wasting your hand to interrupt it doesn't know if it's an offense, but it must be an attack from the horn at the beginning of the battle. The twin knives slashed across the ground, and Niold lowered himself and approached quickly under the cover of the dust that was probably useless. The two knives were swung together, and a bright fire lit up, and with it, a cacophony of metal resounded in the ring.

Holding the broadsword in front of him to block the two cavalry swords, Ronald glanced down: "You will only use such a tricky way, is your self-esteem as a dragon king dead?" ”

"I'm a little curious, brother, what happened to you." Jumping high, followed by the greedy support of the broadsword, Niold avoided the arrogance of the Han sword in Ronald's other hand, "In the past, you would never say such nonsense. ”

"Really? Then it will be now. Ronald said, shaking his hand at China's broadsword greed.

With this power, Niord leaped high, light like a mermaid still in the water. But as the crimson golden figure in the ring jumped high, his calmness vanished in an instant.

Quickly blocked Dick's Push and Augustus, and in the next second, a huge shadow fell on Niord's body, and the broadsword greed smashed down with an astonishing power that people didn't dare to confront it head-on. The alchemy realm instantly spawned on the blade, and the electric light emitted by the collision of the two realms disturbed the surrounding elements.

Falling faster than he had just provoked, Niord, who had not yet stood firm, quickly left the spot. Immediately afterward, the broadsword greed that radiated a strong light smashed a large hole in the place where he had just stood, and this simple and crude use made people feel that it was a desecration of the sword, perhaps greed was more suitable as a blunt weapon for striking than as a large sword.

Niord, who looked disadvantaged, stood up and glanced at his right arm. The dark blue scales that covered it burst open, and black blood flowed from a wound that could almost see the bone. A strange force attaches to the wound, preventing the body from healing itself and rapidly spreading into the body.

Niold's brow furrowed slightly, and he wiped his fingers on it, wrapping around the wound and expelling it with the strange power in his body. The seemingly hideous wound healed instantly, and the dark blue scales reappeared, leaving only a shallow white mark in its place. After treating the wound, he crossed the two knight knives in front of him again, the elements surged, and the alchemy realm reappeared.

On the platform, where the rubble had not yet fallen and the smoke had not yet cleared, Ronald gradually stood up. Stepping out of the pit, he turned his head to look at the half-missing shoulder armor, and looked back at the twin knives in Niord's hands again.

The red golden eyes under the mask narrowed slightly: "Retracting the preface, it's a good work." ”

It's good for him, but it's terrifying for other dragons. Although it is not an external spiritual base armor, his armor is completely made of recycled metal, which is not comparable to the mass production of those mermaid guards, and his protection ability is naturally on par with that of high-level dragons. In other words, although it may not be as good as the Seven Deadly Sins, the two cavalry swords, like the Seven Deadly Sins, were specifically designed to hunt their own kind.

"I said, if you look down, you'll suffer." Niord said, then sighed, "But now it seems that I am the one who suffers. ”

Although he was also in an imperfect state, whether it was strength or defense, or even the quality of alchemy weapons, he was more than a little inferior to the other party. And even if the expulsion was timely, the force that had eroded his body and prevented the wound from healing just now had already had some effect.

Wielding greed, dispelling the dust surrounding the ring and the black blood attached to the blade of his sword, Ronald stood atop the ruins and said, "If you think it's unfair, use your own body." ”

"That would be another kind of unfairness." The gold in his eyes flickered, and Niold said.

The field that converged on the two cavalry knives set off a black wind above the ring, and then his figure disappeared into the strange wind.

"I told you......" Ronald raised his broadsword greedily again, "these little gestures are useless!" ”

A huge field was generated, and the broadsword smashed to the ground again, but this time it was not as simple as smashing a large hole. It was like an earthquake, and the whole ring was shaken. And with him as the center, the disturbed elements spread out like ripples. The eerie black wind was blown away by the surging elements, and Niold, who was sneaking around, revealed his true form.

But he didn't panic, and continued to wield his twin knives, approaching quickly with a movement that was enough to be called weird, and ordinary people and high-level hybrids would never be able to do it.

Niord avoided the front at an eerie, or rather tricky, angle, and dodged to Ronald's side. If he still has a slight advantage, it may be speed. He didn't choose to fight hard, after all, in his current state, it was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

The hilts of the two cavalry swords in his hand were put together, and the two long knives were combined to form a hilt, and both sections were blades, I don't know if it should still be a sword, or if it was already a spear weapon.

Holding the hilt of the sword in both hands, the vanished wind blew again in the ring. The blade-like blade of wind covered the crimson-gold figure, clanging like raindrops on armor. Scattered dust gradually covered the place, and only the screeching sound of metal being cut echoed throughout the stage.

Although it has been changed beyond recognition, it is basically impossible to see the original appearance. But this is the Assasin Tempest Assassination Technique, an ancient martial art originally practiced by Patsy and scorned by Niold. He quickly learned the technique from Patsy's mind, which he had thought was useless in his original opinion, and modified it a little to make it look a little more worthy of its name.

The ancient martial arts performed by the dragon king himself with a top-notch alchemy weapon, perhaps even the founder of this ancient martial art did not expect that day.

At some point, the wind that was rolling up in the ring disappeared. Niold quickly pulled away, retracting the two long knives that were so dark on the surface. The boiling elements around him fell silent, and looking at the ring filled with smoke and dust, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

The two dragon kings, who possess the power to move mountains and reclaim the sea, are fighting each other with alchemical weapons that are modeled after human weapons, and using moves created by humans to deal with them. If he had seen it not long ago, he would have sneered as he had seen the first time he saw Assasin's Tempest Assassination.

But he still couldn't laugh, and a tall figure gradually came out of the smoke. His armor was covered with cracks and scratches, and the strap still steadied on him, and the smoke and dust attached to it made him look like a battle-hardened general.

"Although the source is a technology created by humans, you have really achieved unexpected results by using it." Ronald touched the red dragon's helmet, which was missing a horn, and thrust the arrogance and greed from his hands into either side.

"But, after all, it's still human technology." He took a step forward, his hand holding the slashing knife that came to him at some point, "If that's all you have right now, I think it's time to finish." ”

As he said, it was only technology created by humans after all. Even if it is performed by the Dragon King himself, if the opponent is also the Dragon King, this may only be regarded as a flashy and unreal performance. What's more, the current Niord is not a complete dragon king.

"Well, if you don't want to throw in the towel, it's time to throw away the ridiculous name of Niolde and let the real Behemoth face me." Ronald stepped forward, the furious blade facing Niold.

Standing silently in place, Niold's face was extremely pale, and at some point, black lines like toxins crept up on his face. The strange power that had been contaminated with the blade of greed could no longer be suppressed, and all the wounds left on his body were cracked, and black blood slowly overflowed.

Looking at Ronald quietly, the red in his golden boy seemed to be a little deeper: "Is it ridiculous?" But this is the opportunity I have been waiting for for a thousand years. ”

"Laugh if you want, you've already won, haven't you?" He said to Ronald, and then he suddenly laughed, with the seeping appearance, looking extremely desolate, "You use your own death to make us who are hiding have a sense of urgency, and then lay traps and pull them out one by one, just like now." ”

Without speaking, there was no sadness or joy in his red golden eyes, and Ronald looked at him quietly.

"For this reason, you can even put aside the grievances of the past thousands of years, cooperate and think about how to divide the remaining brothers and sisters." Niold continued, her golden eyes filled with anger.

Black blood as thick as oil dripped in front of him, emitting a pungent white smoke like corrosion. If it weren't for the spirit of the Dragon King, Persy, who was possessed by him, would have become an out-of-control Deadpool. But even so, this body probably can't support it.

"Is that what makes you so angry?" Ronald looked at Niord, who was glaring at him, and whispered, "So...... Do you want to join? ”

Niold was stunned for a moment, then frowned, his face full of distrust: "Will you allow others to join?" ”

Ronald nodded: "In fact, our companions have been increasing. ”