The huge explosion continued, and the battle between the gods was very outrageous, and every collision was tearing everything apart.

If it weren't for the colorful light curtain in that city, I'm afraid it would have been razed to the ground long ago, and at this moment, technology seemed so powerless that it couldn't participate in this level of battle at all.

High in the endless darkness of the sky, Shen Zhao sat on a throne, next to him was a suspended statue of a coiling dragon, with bright scarlet dragon eyes, watching everything below.

"Jerrod.... It's not dead yet." The Holy Lord was a little emotional, he had gone to see this scroll more than a thousand years ago, but he had already re-established his kingdom by that time.

For this volume, his memory is also a little deep, after all, it is the volume that has been fighting with him, after he fell asleep because of the end of his life, the Holy Lord did not think about awakening it again, but just wanted it to sleep forever in his own kingdom.

I just didn't expect that meeting again would be such a scenario.

The young dragon had grown old to this point, and he was so depressed that he couldn't even rely on himself to levitate in the darkness.

"It's at the end of its life, and fighting to the death is where it ends." Shen Zhao chimed in, his current relationship with the Holy Lord was complicated.

Fathers and sons, enemies, demons, road contenders.

Under the quadruple identity, there is actually nothing to talk about, as for why he was brought over to watch this battle....

I can only say that I am willing.,Shenzhao's character is a bit egoistic.,Or... Selfish?

He usually acts only according to mood and task, he just thinks and then does it, and he doesn't care if it's good or bad.

In short, living beings are complex and cannot be defined simply by good or bad, but they are casual.

The Holy Lord was silent, and he watched the battle below, his eyes gradually reminiscing, as if he was recalling the glory of the past.

Think back to the scene where the dragon shouted for the Lord of Fire and charged at the mighty god.

Eight powerful gods, any one of them can have the capital to compete with him, in their eyes, the god realm is just ants.

But when he was isolated and defeated, the mythical dragons, who had been weakened by the history books of the years, still did not hesitate to charge the gods.

The picture was so tragic that even the ruthless Holy Lord didn't want to think about it too much.

Rumble!

After a violent explosion, the two sides separated again, and Gerald's re-youthful body was once again covered with bright red dragon blood.

The surrounding dragon beasts also seemed to be stimulated, and more than 10,000 dragon beasts began a desperate charge, all kinds of dragon beasts were pierced by lasers, and various spaceships were shot down.

Magic and machinery, blood and fire, the slaughter of dragonbeasts by archmages, the wails of half-elves.

All this makes up a brutal war between races, in which there is no rout, no retreat, only endless slaughter, until one is annihilated by the other.

The excitement in Gerald's eyes gradually became perverted, the huge coercion of the divine realm became more and more shocking, the scorching flames illuminated everything, the huge wings fanned, and the strong sonic boom pushed its body forward violently.

The solemnity in the eyes of the two gods in front of them had reached its peak, and the noble clothes on their bodies were already in tatters, and even blood was flowing from the corners of their mouths.

At its peak, it was not a problem for the mythical dragon to fight two elves of the same realm.

But they are not without chances, burning souls is always short-lived, they just need to continue to delay.

The formation that had been gathering momentum for a long time was instantly constructed, and a huge ice cage descended directly from the sky, encircling them and the dragon.

Countless magic arrays were outlined everywhere, arranged together with the formations, and burst out with extremely powerful power, and the emerald green beams of light were also infected with extreme cold, and instantly erupted towards the dragon that was already approaching.

Rumble!

The powerful shockwave was blocked by the formation, but the ground beneath their feet began to crack, as if they had been hit by a nuclear bomb.

The dragon's breath erupted, and the endless fire and ice collided, causing the ground to instantly lava again

Cool quickly.

Extreme heat and extreme cold are intertwined, and the whole earth is sinking rapidly, which is the annihilation of matter.

The combined skills of the two divine realms were powerful, causing the blood on the dragon's body to flow down its body as if it had formed a stream.

Crashed spaceships and the corpses of drakes bring blood to the scene.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the earth at this time, as if this battle was the legendary Ragnarok, gorgeous and... Cruel!

The barrage on the Internet completely stopped, and everyone watched this beautiful scene with bated breath, and they sincerely hoped that the dragon would win and protect the blue star.

But... Things do not turn out the way you want!

The fierce battle caused the dragon's aura to wither, and an even more decaying aura surged over its body.

The dense beams of light around it were still trying to penetrate its body, causing it great damage.

But Gerod's eyes were crazy to pious, this was an obsession with battle, if there was a god of war in the world, it would definitely be the most devout believer at the moment.

"For.... Great monarch!" The ancient dragon language in Gerod's mouth was roaring and roaring, like countless cries 20,000 years ago, with an air of determination and a combination that could be deadly.

Even if it dies, it can only die on the path of the charge, it is a direct descendant of the Fire Monarch, it is only for... Monarch fights!

At this moment it seemed to go back to 20,000 years ago, the same roar, in front of it was the god high above, and it followed the demon monarch and charged with its head buried in the charge.

Charge the gods, to... All enemies of the monarch charge!

A scorching glow gradually erupted from its body, and an aura so terrifying that it made the Divine Realm tremble emerged from it.

At this moment, it gave up its defenses, and with an unstoppable trend, it launched the last charge of its life towards the once righteous race.

In front of him, the eyes of the two gods were full of fear and shock, although she was a little embarrassed, but she was still trying her best to maintain her elegance, Erica screamed out at this time: "This madman is going to blow himself up!"

"Made, isn't it running out of oil? How can you still blow yourself up? How is this possible?" Youde was also unable to maintain the majesty of the divine realm, and the surrounding magic and ice formations were quickly dissolved.

A portal is instantly built behind the two of them, and they want to escape, escape from this madman!

"For... Great Monarch of Fire!"

Another roar from the dragon rang out, and tens of thousands of dragon beasts in the sky that collided with the battleship let out a mournful cry at the same time, forming a mournful elegy.

Their bodies swelled, and terrifying energy fluctuations spread.

Rumble!

The next moment, the wailing elegy was sung with great sound under the gaze of everyone.

An endless explosion filled everything, obliterating groups of battleships and drowning out endless wails and cries of fear.

The dragon's self-detonation was like the final battle, when many god-realm dragons launched a final charge against the invincible gods.

The self-explosion of the gods and dragons shook the power of the gods, allowing the gods and all the righteous races to witness the glory of the dragon race.

And now, though it is decayed, it will also follow the ancient oath with the pride of a dragon, and once again send a dragon charge at the enemy.

Even though this is not the realm of the Fire Lord, and even though it is not the same group of enemies it once was, it is Jerod... No regrets.

It's a pity... I can't see the monarch for the last time...

This may be its last regret!