The contradictory combination of invisible raindrops and burning green flames exists harmoniously, just like the shadows cast by the light that will be elongated.

The demonic dragon Im crawled like a monitor lizard, its jewel-like scales dazzling like stars in the firelight.

Especially when he runs, it's more like a meteor cutting through the sky.

The aura of Nasshouro, Pitt, Vochuri and Gringu is gone......

Useless fools, won't even stall for time?

Im's anger was visible to the naked eye, and he didn't even look at whether it was friend or foe, so he tore apart the flesh and blood in front of him, and passed through the curtain of blood like through a curtain.

Beneath the flames was a tall black figure wearing a tricorne hat.

It's him, it's him.

Im narrowed his scarlet dragon eyes, sensing a danger that was even more intense than he had expected.

"Puff-" Countless tentacles stretched out from David Jones's black robes and tossed them on the uneven ground, creepy as a python crawling.

Im let out a breath of hot air and disappeared in place with a "boom", like a black spear, piercing David Jones.

David Jones reacted extremely quickly and raised many tentacles, like a wave, completely engulfing Im's figure.

"Sneer—"

Im spun and crushed all the tentacles wrapped around him, then stabbed straight at David Jones, but slowly.

David Jones lifted his leg sideways, and his toes kicked Im in the flank as fast as lightning, cracking the scales of the gem and exposing the flesh.

Imu was kicked out with a "bang".

He rolled between the ruins several times before he could stop with his claws, and as soon as he got up, David Jones was already in front of him.

"Bang"!

The two sides collided and clashed with each other with a unified momentum, and shot into the air like feathered arrows, and then collided together.

Every time the explosion blows up, people's eardrums hurt.

Not only that, but there were very few people left at the scene who could see their flashing afterimages, and most of them could only listen to the sounds.

To them, it sounded like a series of bangs.

Suddenly, Im dodged another blow from David Jones and turned and plunged straight into the burning flames of the Demon Tree.

The green fire burned his scales, burning black and shiny.

He scurried to the base of the Demon Tree and roared into the sky.

"Roar—"

The holy land of Maryjoya, where darkness switches with a flash of thunder, all demons, rises from shredded corpses or half-dead humans.

They dropped their food and playthings, and turned towards the direction of the Demon Tree.

Halfway through, they grow fleshy wings on their backs.

"Roar—"

After the second roar, the demons roared in response, then spread their wings and flew towards David Jones in mid-air.

The dense and overwhelming picture is like a swarm of bats disturbing the hole.

However, demons are far more bloodthirsty and cruel than bats.

Not only that, but they want to release their inner desires completely on David Jones.

Arrogance, jealousy, anger, laziness, greed, gluttony...... Even lust.

There is no sense of ethics, there is no moderation, only taking turns and constantly magnifying the dark side of oneself to obtain the ultimate joy.

At this moment, they will have the freedom to ignore any rules.

David Jones stood in the air and shook his black robe, and the raindrops turned into sharp weapons and shot at the demons in his face.

"Puff puff—"

The raindrops collided with the demon's body and made a muffled sound like a fist thumping, and the rain falling from the sky was suddenly mixed with a large amount of blood and flesh.

Flocks of crows flew out of David Jones's robes and landed on the demons with a strange scream, pecking at their flesh.

The demons fell from the sky.

There are very few demons that can overcome these two obstacles, and they must be the best among the Draconians, the Holy Land Guards, the Red-Haired Pirates, the Revolutionary Army, and the Slaves before they become demons.

Even so, Davy Jones's tentacles still smashed them one by one one with great force, and did not let any of them go.

When he cleared most of the demons who had apparently come to hold him back, and turned his head to look at the Demon Tree, he saw that the towering tree was tilting to the ground.

"Bang-"

The Devil's Tree perched above the Holy Land of Mary Joy, and green sparks sparked like fireworks in the sky.

However, it was not the green fire that destroyed it, but the gnawing of Im.

When David Jones was besieged by demons, Im took the initiative to open his bloody mouth, bite off the demon tree by the roots, and ate the "seed" that will last forever under the tree, the "demon core".

Eight hundred years later, Imu had been connected to the power of the Demon Core, and now he was more in control of it.

He believes that he has a good chance of winning now, even if he is facing Joy Boy back then.

The next moment he swallowed the demon core, Ima's body was covered in balls of flesh, and it looked like skin that had been drenched in hot water.

The balls bulged and burst, blowing up a disgusting and smelly slurry, and then another ball of flesh swelled, and then burst again, squirting pus......

Under this cycle, a large pool of liquid of various colors emerged from the ground, and from a distance, it looked like vomit after being drunk, and if you looked closely, you could see countless wriggling flesh.

"Poof—"

A black-red fountain shot into the air from the pool of flesh, and a large claw poked out of it.

This claw alone is even bigger than Imu's size just now.

Then there was a second, equally large claw.

Two claws gripped the ground, revealing the demonic dragon's desperate hideous face.

It flicked its black dragon head and spread out a pair of fleshy wings large enough to cover the entire Holy Land of Mary Joy.

The Desperate Black Dragon flew into the air.

With a flick of its wings, the furious wind blew out the green flames burning on the Demon Tree, and flew higher into the air, the rain and lightning fading.

Although the dark clouds were dispersing, the incomparably large body of the desperate black dragon obscured the sky above the Holy Land Mary Joy, and only a faint light scattered.

It's like being in an eclipse.

The remaining creatures on the Holy Land of Mary Joya couldn't help but hold their breath and look at the desperate black dragon in amazement.

Is the world coming to an end?

"Roar—"

This time the roar was without warning, but it was full of unspeakable destructive power.

For a moment, in the darkness of the sky, the ground of the Holy Land of Mary Joy was overturned, and the entire magnificent city was washed away by the shock wave like a castle made of sand.

Everything was mixed together, tossed and turned, upside down, like a stir-fry pan.

"Whew!"

The Black Dragon of Despair was high in the air, spewing a breath of heat from its nostrils, its membrane sliding through the red vertical pupils, and then the entire dragon head rose upward.

The target it was really going to solve, was not hit.

In that instant, it was gone.

Countless tentacles fell from the clouds that rolled again, followed by a terrifying face like a beast of the depths, and a pair of fleshy wings swept away the dark clouds, revealing his dark green shell.

It was like a huge city, like a rolling mountain, floating in the air, and now it was crushing towards the desperate black dragon.

(End of chapter)