Because of the power of the dragon's soul, Deathwing's body continued to crumble.

But at the same time, it also gained the power to destroy the world and fight against the Saga who burned the dragon soul and reached the state of a demigod.

Boom!

Zachar's dragon claw landed on Deathwing's shoulder, and the blazing electromagnetic energy swirled on it, breaking through the dragon's soul energy's defenses, and although it couldn't go very deep, it also left deep traces of bone on Deathwing's shoulder.

Laugh at!

The corrosive blood flowed out again, but it was not liquid, but under the refining of the dragon's soul energy, it shot directly at Sagar's body like a bright red crystal, and the moment it touched Sagar's body, it exploded with a strong impact force.

Saga frowned slightly.

He concentrated his strength, gathering more electromagnetic energy to vaporize the blood mist attached to his body's surface.

Otherwise, this thing will continue to consume Saga's energy.

At the same time as Zagar's attack hit Deathwing, Deathwing's dragon claw held a sun-like lava and hit Zagar's side of the body.

This time, Saga directly operated the defense field at full power, blocked it, and reversed it to bounce towards Deathwing.

Under the impact of the violent explosion, Deathwing staggered.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Sagar dragon claw, which was close to the opponent, burst out.

The black gold dragon's claws were marked with white electromagnetic energy textures, hitting Deathwing's head.

The next second.

The electromagnetic energy tore through Deathwing's energy defenses, and the dragon's claws with super-heavy strength followed, landing on Deathwing's visor.

Click!

Fragments of dragon scales burning with blood and fire flew out.

Deathwing's jaw, which was wrapped in alloy armor, was also shattered, and half of the dragon's face was blurred with flesh and blood, making it even more hideous and vicious.

But at the same time, the dragon's soul on its chest lit up.

The lava-colored energy texture like a spider's web shone brightly, and at the same time that Deathwing's dragon face was shattered by Sagar, it burst out as Deathwing's chest thrust.

Sachar raised his other dragon arm in time to block it in front of his chest.

Rumble!

The surging flow of energy like a waterfall struck Sagar's arm, and at the same time, the surging aftermath hit his chest, and then he retreated against Sagar's body, slanting into the earth, plowing a long ravine and fissure in the ground, crashing through several mountains.

Call. Deathwing exhaled wearily, the lava-like energy texture in his chest dimming.

At this time, the flesh and blood on the dragon's face were blurred, and even the bloodshot skull could be seen through the scale armor and muscles, and the situation on the body was even more tragic, almost no complete scales could be found, a piece of intact skin, the whole body was naked with flesh and bones, burning with blood and fire.

However, there was a glint in its blood-colored eyes.

"Outsider, fear me!"

"I will tear you apart under your fearful gaze."

The tragic state of his body, the sharp pain coming from all parts of his body, made Deathwing feel an unprecedented desire to fight, and shouted and roared.

The other side.

The dragon's wings swung and howled the wind, scattering the ashes and dust in the sky.

The black-gold dragon strode out of it with a tiny lightning-like vein, and a pair of golden dragon pupils reflected the figure of Deathwing, as if there was a condensed fire of war burning in it.

Zachar's body also bears the traces left by Deathwing.

On an arm that was directly resisting Deathwing, the scale armor on the surface was almost shattered, and the skin was torn apart, revealing the muscle fibers that were as solid as steel underneath.

And the position of the chest is also a large piece of scale armor shattered, and the flesh and blood are blurred.

It's just that, compared to Deathwing, which looked almost dying, Sagar's injury was minor at best.

At the same time, green mana rose from the surrounding land, converging on Zachar's body with healing power, and although it was affected by the corrupting energy of Deathwing, it was more or less healing Zachar and recovering from his injuries.

"How long can you hold up with your broken body?"

"Recognize the reality, the victory in this battle already belongs to me."

Listening to Deathwing's roar, Saga raised his head slightly, whispering calmly.

Deathwing overestimates its control over Dragon's Soul.

It can't carry the power of this artifact well, so that when you use it, your body has been collapsing, but Saga can perfectly bear the burden of dragon soul burning, and if you fight for a long time, the balance of victory will only be infinitely tilted towards Sagar, and the longer the battle, the less likely Deathwing will be to turn around.

Deathwing knows this, too.

It looked directly at Zachar, and the dragon roared, and the dragon's soul, which had dimmed its chest, lit up again, as if a sun had been directly embedded in Deathwing's chest.

At the same time, its body was severely cracked again.

Lava-like blood and fire flowed together with the energy of the dragon's soul, forming a scarlet crystal-like substance on the surface of its body.

"I'm the Cataclysm!"

Deathwing roars.

Then resolutely, he completely unleashed the energy of the dragon's soul and wanted to fight Zachar in an undying battle.

Even if it can win, it will enter a near-death state after the battle, which is very costly.

As Deathwing roared, the scarlet crystals continued to expand like life, thickening layer by layer, covering the top and bottom of Deathwing's body, and during the transfer, it formed a scarlet cataclysmic dragon with a wingspan of more than a kilometer and a body as magnificent as a mountain.

"When the catastrophe meets me, you also need to bow down!"

Saga raised his head, his face carrying an unquestionable majesty, and the edge of the Final Emperor, which terrified countless abyss prisoners, was completely revealed.

Zizizizi!

The incandescent energy texture on the surface of the body became brighter and brighter, and the slagian energy was replaced by a super-giant super-heavy electromagnet based on the electromagnetic energy, and the black-and-white dragon that covered the sky appeared under the sky.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and dark clouds rolled.

Thousands of heavens of thunder shone brightly, falling and converging behind Zachar, like a cloak woven of thunder and lightning.

Skyfall Thunder!

With a finger of Sagaron's claw, dense arcs of lightning and thunder fell from the sky, like a waterfall of thunder pouring from the sky, and it came in an instant, drowning the wings of death.

The Thunder Falls suppressed Deathwing's body and plunged into the earth, smashing out a terrifying rift that stretched for tens or even hundreds of kilometers.

Roar!

Deathwing's face contorted, roaring, wings dancing.

The majestic body covered in scarlet crystals moved, flew up from the earth, and rushed out of the area swept by the Thunder Waterfall in one go, attacking the condescending Saga with a fighting posture in the sky.

Sachar's gaze was solemn, his wings spread, and he continued to fall from top to bottom like a comet.

In an instant, the two behemoths collided under the dome of Azeroth.

Collapse!

Scarlet, pitch black, blazing white colors are intertwined, thunder and wind dance together, space shatters inch by inch like a mirror, and the shock wave of the mountain and tsunami sweeps into the distance, directly destroying the mountains and dense forests that have stood on the earth for thousands of years, and turning everything into nothing.

Far away, the guardian dragons who were watching the battle all changed color.

The aftermath of the shock that reached this place was blowing, and even though it had already crossed the distance, it was still like a violent wind, carrying the power of destruction, and even the demons around the Well of Eternity felt uneasy, and felt that the waters of Azeroth were unfathomable.

"Are they really just demigods?"

"It's hard to imagine how terrifying it is, they're actually on the same level as us."

The Red Dragon Queen's eyes lit up and she whispered:

"Don't forget, one of them hasn't even reached the demigod yet."

As soon as these words came out, the guardian dragons fell silent for a while.

The gap between humans and dragons is huge, but so is the gap between dragons and dragons.

On the other side, in the middle of the battlefield.

The changing wind and clouds gradually subsided, and Deathwing fell from the sky as the sky rained down with crystalline fragments.

A devastated and devastated land.

Broken to the point that it was almost impossible to see the dragon's body, it smashed into a huge pit, and the anger was like a gossamer.

And in mid-air, staring at the half-dead Death Wing, which had been lifted from its super-heavy electromagnetic form, and the golden scales all over his body were also full of wound marks such as shattering and scorched black, Saga breathed a sigh of relief.

In a confrontation just now, the two sides tried their best, and in the end, Isaacah came out on top.

Deathwing's body could no longer support the load of the dragon's soul, and it collapsed, covered in flesh and blood, revealing its cracked bones, and fell weakly in the pit of the earth.

"It's rare to make me feel the fighting spirit boiling."

"Nesario, I approve of you, you are worthy of the same name as me."

Acknowledging the powerful dragon, Saga instigated the dragon's wings and stepped forward to deliver the final blow.

However, the mutation protrusions.

"I'm not reconciled."

With a weak whisper from Deathwing's mouth, its shattered body levitated.

Snort. From the inside out, a large amount of black and red blood suddenly erupted like a spider web, wrapped in layers on Deathwing's body, swimming like a living thing, threading needles and threads, intertwining into new flesh and blood, covering Deathwing's body, and connecting the dragon's soul embedded in Deathwing's heart was also covered and wrapped.

At the same time, a corrupt, evil, and strange aura grows at the same time.

This is very different from the aura that Deathwing itself possesses.

Sachar's gaze flickered, staring at the anomalous Deathwing, as if it had entered the third stage, and did not act rashly.

It was just a breath of effort, and just now it was on the verge of death, and the half-dead Deathwing was revived, and the broken body was completely regenerated.

Compared to the appearance of the 'Black Dragon King' that Zaga had seen for the first time, Deathwing's body at this time was completely regenerated and strong.

However, if you look closely, you can see small flesh tentacles wriggling through the cracks in its scale armor, and Isaac's perception that can penetrate the surface can also see that Deathwing's current scale armor is covered with tentacles formed by distorted flesh and blood, and even its scale armor is not really dragon scales, but flesh and blood mutation.

Suddenly, the tentacles on Deathwing's body swayed incessantly, terrifying.

"The twisted banner of flesh and blood will eventually fly over the corpses of this world, hunting and ringing."

In an eeriely dull, unbefitting Deathwing-style tone, it opened its mouth to whisper like a gloomy wind.

"You're not Nesario, who are you?"

Sachar's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

Deathwing looked up at the golden dragon and said:

"My name is Enzos, but you may know better what the world calls me—the Elder God!"

Hearing this, Sagar's heart was shocked.

When Emerald Dream and the Green Dragon Queen learned about the history of Azeroth, he learned of the existence of the Elder Gods.

The archenemy of the cosmic titans, the god of the ancients, is also known as the light-dark inductive parasitic symbiote in the special name of the Azeroth scholars.

Their specific origin is not yet known, but the known characteristic is that they can evolve into various forms according to their own needs through continuous fusion, devouring, corruption, and evolution, with the main goal of devouring and corrupting all things, and are enemies that all living beings need to be wary of, and the individual is even stronger than the Titans, and every ancient god is a terrifying guy who can destroy the world.

Some of the most famous Elder Gods are:

The Thousand-Eyed Demon Kthun, the Thousand-Throated Demon Yogsaron, and the Seven-Eyed Black Sheep Asha.

And, Enzos, who occupies the Deathwing form at this time, is also known as the Demon of a Thousand Whiskers, the god of nightmares, and is the ancient god who is best at luring his target into corruption and depravity.

"The corrupting energy you feel during the battle really doesn't belong to Deathwing itself."

"It didn't betray the guardian dragon itself, but it was controlled by the influence of Enzos, the demon of a thousand beards."

"In the Great Circle, the person of the Elder God should be similar to the Primordial Aragami of the Dark Evil Camp that is not easy to provoke, but it took so much effort that even the Dragon's Soul has not been obtained."

Saga stared at Deathwing, his gaze swept over the other's chest embedded in the dragon's soul, and thought inwardly.

"Want the soul of a dragon? Throw yourself into my arms, become one with me, and I will give you far more power than the dragon's soul. ”

As if seeing through Zachar's thoughts, Deathwing, whose body was covered with tiny whiskers, said.

In fact, the Dragon's Soul was not Deathwing's own idea, but with Deathwing's knowledge, it couldn't create this artifact, and it was the Thousand Whiskers Demon behind the scenes who influenced Deathwing's mind, making it mistakenly think that it was its own idea, and using Deathwing's hand to create the Dragon's Soul.

Now.

Deathwing's overuse of the dragon's soul caused his body and mind to nearly collapse, giving Enzos, the demon of a thousand beards, an opportunity.

Before that, although it lured Deathwing into the dark side, Deathwing still had its own will, which could not be controlled, and could only be affected a little.

And now, the Demon of the Thousand Whiskers has gained full control of this body.

At the same time, there was a convincing, recognizable seduction in its voice, which made Sachar want to agree.

The golden dragon shook its head, expelled the distracting thoughts, and built a spiritual barrier.

"Among the many evil gods who want to give me strength and recruit me, you are not on the list."

Sachar sneered and said.

His contemptuous tone didn't anger the sinister and cunning Demon of the Thousand Beards.

It smiled slightly, and the small tentacles in the dragon's mouth wriggled in it, and said:

"With the potential you have shown, I believe what you say."

"Want the soul of a dragon? Take it, it's a good gift, I don't want to be your enemy. ”

As the words fell, in a friendly manner, the Demon of the Thousand Whiskers stretched out the dragon's claws, tore his chest, and forcibly detained the dragon's soul, and then threw it at Zachar.

And just as the dragon's soul approached Zachar, a mutation suddenly occurred.

Snort!

With the golden disc-shaped dragon soul as the center, in an instant, countless dense black and red flesh tentacles extended and burst out, overwhelming the sky, enveloping all of Zachar's vision, sweeping and engulfing Zachar.

"Be one with me, and we will no longer be enemies."

On the other side, Deathwing's face showed a sinister and smug smile.

Although it occupies the body of a powerful dragon, it is sinister and cunning by nature, and does not want to fight Zaga head-on, so it uses this sneak attack.

Luckily, Sachar didn't believe the Thousand Beards at all.

Sachar's heart was full of vigilance against the dragon's soul it had thrown over.

The first moment he saw the dragon's soul mutate and transform into countless tentacles, Saga reacted, instantly transforming into the state of a super-heavy electromagnetic dragon body, and tore at the countless tentacles that enveloped him with one claw.

But to Zachar's surprise.

His own invincible attack landed on these tentacles, but it did not have the desired effect.

Electromagnetic energy can evaporate it, but it has an incredible regenerative power, tearing one apart, and ten distorted splits almost instantly.

And the overweight blow also seemed to hit the cotton, and was slid away by the soft tentacles, and the force could not be used.

"Who do you think you're up against?"

"I already know you well, give in, merge with me, and join the great flesh and blood evolution!"

During the battle between Saga and Deathwing, the Demon of a Thousand Beards has been speculating and analyzing Sagar's abilities, and through his higher vision and insight, he has made the right response.

Tens of thousands of black and red tentacles engulfed Sagar, winding three layers inside and three layers outside.

As if stuck in a quagmire, Saga frowned in the entanglement of countless tentacles, the effect of using electromagnetic force and gravity is not very good, and the best way now is to use the Annihilation Dragon Breath to penetrate a passage, and then temporarily avoid the edge, after all, the role of a god-like god like the ancient god is not so easy to provoke.

"However, I still have strong nuclear forces and weak nuclear forces."

Covered in slippery, greasy tentacles with corrupting power that tried to burrow into his body, Saga was in danger, and his mind was running like a storm.

Rather than fleeing from the wilderness, Sachar wants to confront the ancient god and solve the crisis it brings.

He is thoughtful, and often thinks about the risks before fighting, and does not make uncertain time, but sometimes, Sachar is not lacking in risk-taking, and the worst thing is to run away after a failed attempt.

The essence of the ability of the ancient gods is the aberration of the evolution of flesh and blood Under normal circumstances, the damage of the fire attribute is most targeted at flesh and blood. Fission, the fire of nuclear fission, will be the way to break the game. ”

"Weak nuclear fission is limited in power and may not be successful, but strong nuclear fission."

Because now it is a temporary demigod level.

Saga has a certain ability to harness strong nuclear forces.

And through the previous exchanges with Ekarina, Saga also has relevant experience

My mind was running and I thought of a countermeasure.

Saga closed his eyes slightly, and while using the force field to defend against the erosion of the tentacles, he calmed down and used the strong nuclear force according to the way the strong core operated observed from Ekarina.

Time passed quietly.

Under the control of the Thousand Whiskers, more and more flesh tentacles were withdrawn from Deathwing's body and wrapped around Zaga's body, and in the end, Deathwing once again turned into a half-crippled form, falling from the sky, life and death were unknown, and Sagar's surroundings turned into a celestial body that seemed to be formed of flesh and blood, hideous and terrifying.

The Demon of a Thousand Whiskers abandoned Deathwing in order to take control of Zachar.

"A body stronger than Nesario. If I can get it, the Titans will no longer have a problem sealing me, and I may even go further. ”

The Demon of the Thousand Whiskers thought happily.

An existence like Saga that can still dominate the top-level demigods, even if it is the ancient god who has traveled through countless worlds and spent a long time, it is the first time to encounter it, and if it can get a body with this kind of qualification, and with its own evolutionary ability, it will reach a level that was unimaginable before.

The excitement in my heart can be imagined.

At the same time, in the dense flesh and blood celestial body, the immovable golden dragon suddenly opened its eyes, and there were two brilliant flames of light burning inside.

Strong nuclear fission!

In an instant, more brilliant and brilliant golden threads emerged from Sagar's eyes, extending directly from beginning to end to his entire body. Sachar's body grew brighter and brighter, exuding a terrifying aura of heat and destruction.

"Huh?"

The Demon of the Thousand Whiskers was slightly stunned, and his complexion changed slightly.

It felt a devastating force rising.

And then in the next second - boom!

With the golden dragon's wings spread high, a burst of brilliant light and endless heat, accompanied by a radiant energy that could distort flesh and blood, making the Thousand Whiskers Demon unable to control the transformation of flesh and blood, and let out a roar of disbelief.

Rumble!

The flesh swelled, its surface filled with cracks, and a brilliant flame of light burst out of a tore gap, illuminating all directions.

"Impossible!"

More tentacles tangled together, converging into a roaring humanoid face, enveloping Zachar in a twisted and deformed shape.

Its flesh tentacles weren't ordinary flesh and blood, so how could it be hurt by flames?

The fire that can be made by Sachar is not an ordinary flame.

The nuclear fission fire also contains energy that causes the distortion of flesh and blood, making it difficult for the Demon of a Thousand Whiskers to control himself, unable to exert the ability of flesh and blood evolution to adapt to improvisation, as if he has been restrained.

"I may have met the natural enemies of our ancient gods.

Enzos, the Demon of Thousand Beards, thought to himself.

Boom Boom!

At the same time, with a deafening roar, more gaps were blown open, and more nuclear fission flames surged until they covered the entire flesh and blood body.

Countless broken tentacles that burned into flames and gradually burned to ashes rained down.

Bathed in the flames of nuclear fission and emitting endless light and heat like the sun, the golden dragon stood tall and lit up the gray sky of Azeroth.

(End of chapter)