The platinum dragon god Bahamut felt the contempt and the threat. ~He let out a breathtaking dragon groan, stretched his wings to the limit, and glided to pull an arctic path. The scales on Bahamut's body were thick and white, and in the sunlight, the whole dragon seemed to be made of snow-white metal. He gracefully lifted up, and then swooped down like thunder.

"Get out of the way, it's my turn!"

Fernando's figure blurred slightly, and he appeared beside Amundra. He unceremoniously lifted his foot and kicked the unicorn in the ass, causing the unicorn to hissed and fly out. Amundra desperately tightened the reins, and by the time he had stabilized his body, he was already less than twenty meters above the ground.

"Haha, I like playing with fire or something. Platinum Crawler, we've done two tricks!"

Fernando's arrogant shouting, showing exuberant fighting spirit and energy, does not coincide with the appearance of a middle-aged man over forty years old. He laughed as Bahamut swooped closer, opening its massive dragon's mouth with a lilac flame burning inside that was hot enough to melt the rocks.

"Come on!"

Fernando roared again as he slammed his fists into each other's chest. A terrifying spatial seismic wave immediately spread, sweeping in all directions like a ripple of substance. Then a huge red lotus flower suddenly bloomed, each petal made of lava. Fernando stood in the center of the lotus, took half a step forward, and put his left hand outstretched forward, and his right hand clenched into a fist hidden at his waist. He took a deep breath and roared at the moment of his punch:

"Broken !!"

This shout was earth-shattering, and Murphy, who was thousands of kilometers away, couldn't resist it. He only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the nosebleed suddenly gurgled down. Wisconsin, lying on the ground, twitched. Begin to slowly transform back into a human form from a half-dragon monster.

Meanwhile. Fernando stomped on his feet. Shattering large swaths of space. He took advantage of the momentum and flew up like a cannonball, straight for Bahamut, who opened his huge mouth and spewed flames. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fernando collided with Bahamut. In an instant, the lilac flames that Bahamut spat out were all reversed. Fernando burst through the center of the vortex of flames and slammed his fist into the tip of Bahamut's nose.

The brilliant light flickered and almost blinded the onlookers. Amundra snorted disapprovingly, narrowing her eyes. Looking at the dragon's blood splashed into the air. Bahamut stumbled and continued to fly, his body falling with gold leaf-like scales. Fernando laughed, his hands pushed and closed, and his fists were clenched at either side of his waist. He took a deep breath, and a lava fire lotus appeared around him again. Fernando bent slightly, more powerful than the previous attack, ready to attack.

The gray scythe suddenly appeared, raised behind Fernando's back. An ominous hue flowed over the blade and then slashed silently.

Suddenly, the world was frozen in black and white. Will the Lich appeared at the side of the scythe, smiled and said:

"Naraku, the god of death. Are you Bahamut's hole cards? It's a surprise that the two of you will form an alliance, but only a surprise. You'll get the most out of it. It's a good strategy, but I've always been careful. ”

"Will, Lord of Ten Thousand Laws, among those who have escaped death, you are indeed the most difficult to deal with......

There was a rusty sound of grinding iron, and the scythe shook violently. It seemed that after a struggle of effort, the voice continued:

"Damn mortal, have you reached the realm of the gods for your interference with time? If I'm not mistaken, your power should have been banned by the Twin Lords. He withered your life and cut off your future......"

"There are solutions to all problems, and it just so happens that I teach a good student. ”

Will smiled freely, but the pitch-black skeleton couldn't be beautiful when he smiled. He took out a staff and continued leisurely:

"As for the realm of God, I'm not interested in stepping into it. So back to the previous topic, there are solutions to all problems, so I can still use a little borrowed divine power to find you some trouble. ”

"Damn!

Naraku shouted angrily as he watched as Will reached out and pressed it against the gray scythe. A ninth-level spell with divine nature, Time Stand Still prevented any of Naraku's counterattacks, so the scythe shattered in the still time, and also transferred the excess damage to its owner, Naraku, the god of death.

Time began to run again, and a monster with a filthy cloak, a withered and twisted face, long dark green hair and beard, fell out of the void. He grabbed his throat in pain and scratched at Will with his other hand. Will smiled and raised his palm to meet it, and in the middle of the two, the black ripples rippled in layers.

Fernando didn't pay any attention to what was happening behind him, and just raised his right hand into a fist with a frantic movement. The lava fire lotus immediately shrank towards the fist, and finally turned into a little bright red attached to the fist.

"Just with you, a big lizard, you also want to monopolize the power of faith in the main material plane and become the king of the gods?"

Fernando laughed loudly, and the whole person turned backwards, assuming a position of extreme strength. He raised the corners of his mouth in disdain, and shouted as he threw his punch:

"Before that, ask me if I agree, Platinum Crawler!"

In front of everyone's eyes, a line of fire cut through the sky, pointing directly at Bahamut, who was churning and trying to regain his center of gravity. Later, the terrifying ultra-high temperature fireworks exploded, and the magma rained down. When the radius of the explosion reached a radius of three hundred meters, all the flames, and even the plasma, retracted again, condensing into Fernando's fist. Bahamut, who was covered in a layer of blue light on his body at some point, screamed miserably, and watched as his fist broke through the blue light and slammed into his body.

In the next second, the blue light that had been broken through flew away, turning into an inextricable thin line and drawing an arc and shooting towards Fernando. They are like a myriad of deadly fireflies, focusing on the enemy. Fernando, who had just finished the full blow, looked surprised, and only had time to cross his hands to protect himself.

After all, God is beyond human beings. ”

Will muttered to himself with his hands folded, casting a needle-sharp gaze at Naraku, the god of death. He spread his hands calmly and said with a smile:

"It's almost time for us to get a result, right? You're the true god of death, I'm an immortal who lives in the mundane, it's fair, and no one takes advantage of me. But...... No offense, I would like to say that as the Grim Reaper, you are far worse than Kranvo, let alone Jerk......"

Will couldn't finish his sentence, as the furious Naraku had already driven the forces and unleashed the craziest wave of attacks.

When the battle of the past and the present was fought overhead, Wisconsin woke up. He opened his empty eyes like a corpse that didn't want to look away.

There is nothing to care about, and death is not something to be afraid of. For those who have nothing, perhaps liberation would also be a kind of compassion.

It's just that...... Lonesome...... What loneliness......

Wisconsin struggled to roll over and look up at the burning sky, unable to find focus in his pupils. In times of longing, when necessary, there is no one by his side, listening to the afflictions that plague the soul and soothing the restless heart. What is the purpose of living in such loneliness?

The so-called people, in addition to eating, drinking, and Lazar, have more needs. At this kind of moment when the heart seems to be cut off by pieces and the meaning of life cannot be found, if there is someone who can understand you to stay by your side, even if you don't say a word, it will be a great comfort.

However, not a single one.

Wisconsin grinned, a mocking smile. Blood slid from the corners of his mouth, growing more and more, forming small pools on the ground. Ani isn't here, no one is here. Wisconsin wanted to scream, but felt a steady stream of weakness welling up within.

True Dragon Knight, is that a great character?

Wisconsin pressed against the ground and struggled to get up. People always rejoice in something and grieve for something. Whatever the emotion, it can be used to fill an empty mind. It's a pity that he has nothing, and even his sorrow is faint, like a lonely ghost with no place to return.

yes, it's long overdue......

Wisconsin picked up the indestructible lake and laughed silently. From the day he was born, from the day he knew that his father was the king, he should have died. The platinum dragon god Bahamut gave him everything that was unnecessary, and now he wants to take it all back. Are you just a puppet? Are you just a consumable that has been carefully cultivated to this day? What are you and what am I?!

A violent dragon groan, his face covered in blood, and Fernando, who was resisting the dragon flame with one hand, suddenly looked down and saw a red dragon stretching its wings on the ground. Its scales are mutilated, and its red and yellow wings are riddled with holes. But the dragon still flapped its wings violently, and it kicked the ground with all its might, shooting it into the air like an arrow.

Everything is illusory, and there is nothing left to lose. Wisconsin unleashes its power, reaches its limits, and then surpasses them. The vermilion fire surrounds the dragon he has transformed, a demon dragon from the abyssal hell.

"Wisconstinin!"

Amundra lifted her mask and yelled hoarsely. The Deep Red Dragon ignored it, and just drew a beautiful semicircle, carving a crimson path in the air. Droplets of water fell from both sides of the dragon's head and evaporated in the flames. They rose into a faint reddish mist, not knowing whether it was blood or tears.

"Wisconstinin!"

Amundra roared again, still without a response. The True Dragon Knight can transform into various types of dragons, including red, blue, green, white, and black dragons, and destroy enemies with the unique powers of various dragons. The Deep Red Dragon is their ultimate form, meaning an undying battle against the water. When a deep red dragon transformed from a true dragon knight descends on the enemy, it will only end in the death of one of them.

I want to be as bright as the stars, and no longer lonely as snow.

Wisconsin squeezed out the last tear and told herself. (To be continued......)