It was the first time Ionus had seen him so impatient.

Seeing his companion's anger, Templelus had no time to deal with his injuries and had no choice but to follow.

It stands to reason that in order to end this multi-person melee as soon as possible, he must seize the opportunity to join forces with Ionus to kill that strange but fragile mortal first, but the young blue dragon in front of him was deeply surprised to him.

The blue dragon's attack was much faster than he thought, and although there was a clear gap in size and strength, the other party did not distance himself, but deceived himself and fought with him at the beginning.

In terms of strength, Temple's battle was not false at all, and he steadily suppressed his opponent after a few rounds. But every part of the dragon's body was dangerous, and this kind of hand-to-hand combat required even his full attention, and he simply couldn't spare the energy to help Ionus kill the mortal first, as he had said before.

On the contrary, Ionus' increasingly angry roar distracted him.

Long Yi repelled the enemy, and he subconsciously looked to the other side of the platform. Coincidentally, the image of Ionus being chained and slammed into the second mouth came into his sight.

"Bastard!"

The lethality of such an attack is far less intense than the humiliation. In particular, he suddenly came to his senses when he saw the tsunami-like arcane magic surging on the blue dragon's body that had deliberately distanced himself.

The other party has the same idea as him!

Templus's nerves were already tense when he was pressed by Tyri, but now seeing Ionus being imprisoned and humiliated, he was in a hurry, and subconsciously ignored the powerful abilities of his companions.

When the heart is upset, there will be flaws.

Templus was about to attack Lanlos, but the latter suddenly disappeared in a flash of light. Sensing the fluctuation of magic power not far away, he was suddenly startled in his heart, but before he could think about it, Telygosa, who had finished chanting, suddenly turned his finger and pointed the finger at him.

From his violently constricted pupils, a glimmer of realization emerged that the other party's target was not Ionus, but his weaker self!

The surging arcane energy unleashed a deafening howl, a magic array almost the size of her body appeared in front of her chest, and the blue dragon's wide wings shattered the sky and swung down, and a purple meteor the size of a van quickly magnified in Temple's eyes.

Eight-ring spells, arcane comets. Lanloth had seen the power of this spell in the Broken Isles, and although it was not as powerful as that old fellow of Senagos, the arcane comet cast by Teligosa showed off the same horror and power.

The comet's speed was too fast, and the distraction from the elven mage's flash, the magic shield that Templus had held up in his panic was almost instantly crushed to ashes by the rampage of arcane energy.

A roar of thunder exploded across the world, and the violent impact almost made Temple lose control and perception of his body. He could only see that the cracked flesh mixed with crystallized dragon scales was flying in the air, and against the backdrop of this endless snow, it looked particularly desolate.

Bang!

The battered Eternal Dragon fell powerlessly, leaving a large pool of black and white flesh and blood on the ground, its huge body like a puppet without a string, its limp wings trembling up and falling again, and its limbs unable to support its broken body.

But that's not the end.

He thought about repairing it with the power of time, and even the golden sand was already flowing on him, but the things that came into his sight immediately filled his mind with despair.

The pitch-black flames enveloped his body, his hoof-like legs trampled on the blood flowing everywhere, splashing large swaths of ink, his powerful arms each grasping a strange black sword, and his chest was surging with terrifying green fire evil energy tattoos like evil spirits.

Especially in those eyes, the purple and green flames seemed to be constantly fighting each other, like two opposing meteors, and the light gushing out was as difficult to look at as the sun.

This is, the devil......

The last scene in Temple's mind was the demonic wings that covered the sky and the sun.

Whoosh!

The demon flicked its wings, and the whole person disappeared in an instant, and the pitch-black sword light like a spatial rift pierced through the entire upper body of Temple Pelus in just a breath.

After the dance, the sword-wielding demon flapped its wings and slowly landed on its tiptoes on top of the giant dragon's head that was as still as sculpture as a sculpture.

Only a scalp-tinging sound of flesh and blood was heard, and the dragon's head went limp in the spurting bloodstream. Several smooth sword marks were staggered across the neck of the Eternal Dragon, the cuts were so deep that almost every sword cut half of the throat, and the smooth white bones of the forest were even more shocking.

is so tragic, no matter who it is, there is no way to return to heaven.

"No !!"

Ionus raised his head to the sky and roared, and his furious roar set off a powerful storm that swept away all the snow in the air in an instant.

"Mortal, your sins are unforgivable!"

Mysterious energy suddenly surged over the dragon's body, and at first glance it looked like black and white flames, and if you looked closely, you would find that it was not so much a flame as several Ionus phantoms intertwined, constantly struggling, as if they were about to break out of their bodies at any moment.

In fact, just as the thought crossed Lanlos's mind, the scene in front of him almost made his jaw drop.

The intertwined phantoms quickly parted in a reverberating roar, and a moment later, three almost one-shot dragons of eternity appeared in front of them. Whether it is the appearance or the breath, they are exactly the same.

Three legendary dragons?!

How could it be? A doppelganger that's exactly the same as the main body? It's cheating!

Before the demon could think about it, a giant dragon had leapt into the air and was attacking him. Almost subconsciously, Lanlos picked up the Calamity Black Blade and threw it directly, and the cross-sword like pitch black thunder screamed into the air. In the face of this pure spatial rift, even the legendary dragon did not dare to resist with his body, and Ionus, who was the first to attack, had to dodge because of this.

But now facing him were the three Ionus.

The golden streaks surged over his body, and the other dragon stretched its wings and came to him at a speed that even Lanlos couldn't catch.

The acceleration of the power of time?

There were doubts in his heart, but the dark demon didn't dare to hold it up, and hurriedly raised his free left arm. At the same time, the powerful dragon claws slapped down fiercely.

Boom ——!

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the deafening roar seems to be connected.

In the blink of an eye, a tiny, pitch-black figure flew out of the smoke and dust like a cannonball.

Falling heavily to the ground, Lanlos had just turned his body when the blood flowing backwards couldn't help but spurt out. The left arm, which was now severely deformed, was now heavily deformed, and a large amount of blood poured out of the tearing wound, revealing large swaths of shattered broken bones.

The perfect block blocked the opponent's first attack as usual, but the next few times, he almost let him go directly to Hela.

With the power of time rewinding, Ionus kept repeating the slap as if it were playing on a loop. This horrific injury to the left arm was left for the second time. Thankfully, the power knocked him away, plus a shield to defend himself.

Otherwise, in the moment just now, he would have been directly slapped into a pulp.

Almost, just a little......

Bearing the intense pain of the left side of his body as if it had been bitten by countless fierce beasts, Lanlos sat up tremblingly with blood and sweat, unable to hide the horror on his face despite the chaotic magic surrounding his face.

What's worse is that the Eternal Dragon, which fell to the end, has already come above him.

Boom!

Just as the shadows were about to drown Lanros, a blue figure burst out of the sky, and the terrifying impact sound made the elves' eardrums buzz, but it finally knocked the Eternal Dragon aside.

Unfortunately, Tyri's strength was far from his match, and with just two rolls, Ionus had already grabbed Tyri's sharp front paws. The latter knew that his strength was weak, and his heart was crossed, and when he looked up, he bit the Eternal Dragon on the neck fiercely.

The powerful bite force easily pierced the fangs through the scales, and Ionus screamed miserably, and quickly opened his mouth towards the blue dragon that was biting him. Black and white brilliance flashed through it, and the ball-shaped eternal breath slammed into the blue dragon.

There was another thud, and Tyrigossa wailed and tumbled backwards. Despite not accumulating, her shoulders were scorched black and her skin was open.

However, thanks to her desperate efforts to gain time, Lanlos on the other side has stood up again.

The flames of chaos had subsided, and the shirtless elves carried the shining Adruin, and the light of the Holy Feather was like a golden ribbon that spread out to both sides, not only fluttering, but also infusing the warm holy light into his body.

The Holy Healing Technique, which had exhausted the last of his mana, had finally repaired his terrible right arm, and despite the effects of excessive blood loss and a slight concussion, his face was still pale as paper, but he was still barely able to stand on his feet.

However, he didn't chase after his opponent and taunt as he did at the beginning of the fight or in the past. Ionus's power was not only unfamiliar to him, but even he felt deep palpitations in his heart with his ruthless style of killing moves.

There was no time to chatter, the elven mage directly grabbed the floating staff, and as a purple vortex rose from under his feet, the empty magic power in his body suddenly recovered at an extremely terrifying speed.

Ionus could see at a glance that the High Awakening was good, and there was no nonsense, and the three legendary dragons spread their wings almost simultaneously, swooping down from several directions, completely blocking his possible dodge directions.

Ionus boasted that he had focused on this mortal, but alas, he still underestimated this mortal's means. Or rather, it is to underestimate the upper limit of mortal power.

Under the surprised or puzzled gaze of the three legendary dragons, Lanlos did not dodge, but held up Elunis high, and his originally handsome face suddenly became extremely hideous.

"Ah——!h

Boom!

The staff slammed into the ground like a thump on the heart, causing the eyes of all three Ionus to widen in unison.

Dangerous!

There was no communication, and the same voice appeared in the minds of the three dragons, and they hurriedly stopped their inertia and resisted.

At the same time, a blinding flash of light flashed from the underside of Elunis, and a powerful and terrifying arcane torrent spread wildly in all directions.

The wind and snow were annihilated, and the lines on the platform continued to spew out blue-purple sparks like short-circuited wires, and the entire demon hub seemed to be wailing because it could not withstand the bombardment of this force, and the ice and snow and even the floating platform continued to fall to the ground.

This is, the fury of the arcane, the wrath of Egwene.

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