As the first battle angel in heaven, Dimihera had so much combat experience, and she immediately seized the moment when the divine dragon appeared to be flawed.

Her black clothes fluttered, and the black wings behind her fluttered slightly, and her figure was like a black thunderbolt, shooting in front of the divine dragon. With a flick of his wrist, the Demon Sword trembled and stabbed into the Divine Dragon's chest.

The consciousness of the Divine Dragon Tarot was still immersed in the gloomy years that had passed, and a sudden sharp pain pulled his consciousness back to reality, and he looked down in amazement, only to see that a terrible wound had bloomed in his chest. The magic sword was embedded in the wound on his chest, and the raging purple flame was still burning above the wound.

The Divine Dragon was startled, and its body had already flown away in the vibration of its wings. At the same time, he also mobilized everything contained in his body to extinguish the purple flame in the wound.

Fortunately, he woke up in time enough, the wound on his chest was not deep, and the burning Ziyan attached to the wound was also extinguished by the liliang in his body mobilized in time, so that he was not burned to ashes like other people who were "grieved" by the magic sword.

However, he did not have time to rejoice, for Demikhra had once again charged at him with the sword of sorrow. Tarot opened his mouth wide, chanting another dragon magic as he spewed a fierce breath at Dimichra. Then he spread his wings and flew forward, and with his fangs and claws, dragon wings, and dragon tail, he launched a storm of attacks.

The magic sword in Dimihera's hand swung sadly like a cloud, weaving layers of sword curtains, and occasionally launching fierce counterattacks against the weak points of Tarot's defenses, forcing the opponent to scramble.

In the battle circle, there was a roar of dragons. The wind howled and the flames rolled. Demonic energy is all over the sky. Demichra had the upper hand, and the sword in her hand grieved like a cunning viper. Wounds were left on the body of the Divine Dragon Tarot. The name of the angel of the first battle, how can it be idle?

The Divine Dragon's white scale armor had been stained red with his own blood.

At this time, Dick had already completed the second magic: "Space Crack Slash!"

The "Spatial Orderer" in his left hand emitted a brilliant silver light. A large expanse of space twisted, shattered, collapsed, and shattered in front of Dick's body, becoming a giant spatial blade more than ten zhang long, and with a flick of the magic sword in Dick's hand, the spatial crack slash shot towards the divine dragon.

The divine dragon roared in the sky. He opened his huge mouth and spit out a raging pale gray dragon flame, but the spatial collapse formed by the Spatial Rift easily devoured the Dragon Flame, and the castration of the Great Rift was like electricity, and it was impossible to resist.

With a pop, like the sound of a steel knife entering the flesh, the divine dragon screamed in sorrow, and the dragon's body sprayed blood flowers, falling straight down from the air, and falling heavily to the ground. Blood pooled beneath him.

The Divine Dragon had fallen to the ground unconscious, a hideous wound deep into his muscular chest that was visible to the bone, and his flesh was turned outward in horror, blood gushing out.

Dick hurriedly rushed forward to check on Tarot's injuries. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Dimi, come and see, how to treat the dragon's injuries?"

Dimihera pursed her lips: "Don't worry. The Divine Dragon's vitality is extremely tenacious, and it is not so easy to die. ”

It seems to be a commentary on the words of Dimichra. The wound on the sacred dragon's body, which hung limply on the ground, automatically stopped bleeding, and the wound began to heal at a rate visible to the naked eye. It's a speed that requires the best of your eyes to see, but it's already starting to recover. Dick finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

Dimichra's figure also descended from the sky, and together with Dick, they found a clean place to sit down beside the divine dragon, and the wait was boring and long, and the two of them talked with each other.

Dick looked at Dimihera's pretty face, and suddenly smiled: "Dimi, you seem to be very strong, Tarot's dragon magic was cracked by you with a sword." ”

"Hmph, he's also the First Battle Angel in Heaven, do you think this head was blown out?" said Dimichra, waving a pair of pink fists as if demonstratively.

Dick smiled and scratched her straight nose: "You......" He looked into Dimihera's eyes and said very seriously: "You must also believe that I will become stronger than you in the future!

Dimihera scoffed, "Hmph, even a kid who can't win against me dares to talk big?" she turned her head and ignored Dick.

Dick scratched his head, not knowing what to say for a moment. Out of his sight, Dimichra's face turned his head with a pair of large, charming eyes misty.

About an hour passed, and the Divine Dragon Tarot finally woke up from his coma.

The Divine Dragon forced himself to stand up, and he said lightly: "Two, if you defeat me, you have already passed the test of Lord God of War, and from now on, you are the new master of me and this God of War Temple. Now let me take the two masters to receive the treasures left by the old master. ”

"I'm sorry for you. Dick laughed.

The divine dragon flapped its wings and flew to the top of a row of bookshelves, using its two front paws to open the books outside, and pulled out a metal case from behind.

"It's ...... Vast Magic Box!" exclaimed Dimichra.

"Mighty Magic Box, what is that?" Dick wondered.

Dimihra smiled and explained: "This is an instrument created by the Hell Plane's master foundry master Drenfol, there are only nineteen of them in total, which are specially used to store important items, and his special thing is that each magic box can only be opened with a corresponding key. ”

"What is the principle, can't it be destroyed by force?" said Dick.

"If you use force to open it, the magic box will start the self-destruction system, and the items in the box will be completely destroyed, of course, there are also indestructible existences on this shijie, such as the main artifact, so Master Dan Renvore also added a function to the magic box, that is, when encountering indestructible items, the items in the box will be automatically sent into the endless space turbulence.

If there was anything that the Great Lord God couldn't do, it was definitely one thing to 'forcibly take out the contents of the Haotian Demon Box'. However, the materials used to make the crate are too scarce, especially the 'Star Shattering Stone' used to break the space, which is extremely rare, so Master Drenfol was not able to make this kind of crate in large quantities. I didn't expect the god of war Tlansius to have one. If this magic box is taken to the auction field of Night City, it will definitely be able to sell for a high price of tens of billions of divine stones!"

At this time, the divine dragon had already flown in front of Dick and the others with the magic box. The crate was a deep jet-black color, less than half a meter in length, width and height, with a metallic reflection on its surface. The box is so tightly closed that the gap in the lid is barely visible. Directly in front of the box is a dark gold keyhole.

Dick said with interest, "Tarot, how did you keep the key to the magic crate?"

The Divine Dragon opened its mouth and spat out an antique metal key, the key's handshake was in the shape of a crown, revealing a sense of majesty. He took the key in his front paws and said, "Back to the master, I usually hide the key in my belly, if someone robs it, I only need one thought, and the dragon flame in my belly can melt the key into molten iron." ”

"It was a seamless set-up. Dick laughed.

The massive Divine Dragon crouched down, grabbed the key with its massive front paws, and carefully inserted it into the keyhole in front of the box, a somewhat comical scene. However, Dick and his heart were concerned about the treasures in the box, so they didn't pay attention to these.

The divine dragon grabbed the handle of the key and turned it slightly, and with a click, the box opened, and the lid of the box automatically turned up. To everyone's surprise, a light blue light shot out from the open box, rose to a height of two meters, and then slowly spread out to both sides in a fan shape, turning into a light blue light curtain.

There was a faint image in the light curtain, it was an arrogant middle-aged man, his resolute face was angular, a pair of slightly sunken eyes were particularly focused, and there was a majestic aura between Gu Pan.

The man opened his mouth as a deep, slightly magnetic male voice emanated from the box: "Hello, my name is Transius, and I am the creator of this plane. (To be continued......)