Chapter 785
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Whoosh!
A gust of wind came from behind.
Dean quickly bent down and pushed the sword in front of his chest. He moved horizontally to avoid the attack.
"Patriarch!"
"Patriarch is here!"
The people in the hall were relieved to see Mudley appear at the door and repel Dean. They immediately ordered the guards to protect the dragon coffin.
Mudley's face was gloomy as he looked at Dean: "Where did you get the magic marks? Did she give it to you?"
Dean stood up and looked at him: "Is Dragon Mother dead?"
Mudley's eyes slightly flashed: "If she is the old lady then it will be the sorrow of the entire Sylvia giant wall. Who else can resist the invaders except her? Only a stupid and despicable villain like you would expect such a thing to happen. "
"Really?" Dean ignored his sarcasm: "She is in the coffin. I can feel it. If you don't tell me, I'll open it myself!"
"Don't you dare!" Mudley's eyebrows rose as he stepped in front of Dean.
"Do you think you can stop me?" Dean looked at him coldly.
Mudley roared and rushed forward. When he was close to the attack range of Dean's Monster Limbs, he suddenly moved to Dean's side. His abdomen bulged as he opened his mouth to spit out a blazing dragon flame.
Dean had previously suffered from the dragon's breath, so he was already on guard at this moment. The moment his abdomen bulged, he knew that he was going to use the dragon's breath technique. When his mouth was slightly open, Dean suddenly squatted down and swept his sharp blade across his legs.
The blazing dragon's breath rubbed over Dean's head but didn't hit him. On the contrary, Mudley's demonized legs were cut by the Monster Limbs. Blood spurted out.
Mudley staggered back two steps. There was anger in his eyes. He roared and rushed towards Dean.
Dudian was startled as he saw the trace of madness in Mudley's eyes. He had a bad feeling and hurriedly retreated. But it was not convenient to retreat. Mudley soon caught up with him and closed to within three meters of him. This was also the attack range of Mudley's strange limbs.
Without hesitation, he brandished his sharp blade and shot out.
Sou sou sou!
Like a rain of arrows whistling, Dean's sharp limbs pierced into Mudley's body, penetrating his shoulders, chest, arms, abdomen and other parts.
Dudian was startled as he didn't expect that Dudian wouldn't dodge.
In the next moment, his pupils constricted, and he revealed a trace of astonishment.
Mudley opened his mouth slightly, and an extremely intense heat gathered in his mouth. The surrounding air was slightly distorted from the heat. It was definitely more than a thousand degrees. He could not imagine how the human body could produce such a terrifying flame.
Hu!
Dragon Breath spewed out.
The blazing fire was reflected in Dean's pupils. He felt as if he was about to be swallowed by the fire. The feeling of death made his hair stand on end. He wanted to pull out his sharp limbs to dodge, but it was too late.
Hu!
Dragon Breath flame enveloped Dean's face and chest, and swept to his upper body.
Shrill screams sounded in the flame. Dean's sharp limbs were burned and twisted. He struggled violently and immediately tore Mudley into pieces. Organs and limbs scattered on the ground.
The flame was attached to Dean's face and chest, burning fiercely, just like the flame on his magic wings.
Dean fell to the ground, rolling in pain. This time the pain was dozens of times more than the last time. The nerve endings on the magic wings were weak, so the feeling was not sensitive, but the face and chest were the places where the nerves were concentrated. The burning pain almost made his spirit collapse. He repeatedly rolled on the ground, trying to put out the flame.
However, the dragon breath flame was a mixture of high-concentration fat and bile oil in Mudley's body. It could burn continuously. Even if it was spat on a metal plate, it could continue to burn for dozens of seconds until the high-fat fat oil in the flame was completely burned out.
Screams that sounded like the screams of evil spirits rang out in the flames, and they continued without end, causing everyone in the hall to feel their scalps go numb, and their bodies go cold.
They stared blankly at Mudley's body scattered in front of Dean. They didn't expect that their patriarch would die like this.
A long, long time passed.
The blood-curdling screams seemed to have lasted for a century, but as the flames weakened, the screams also gradually stopped.
The flame was completely extinguished.
Outside the hall fell into silence. Only the deep, rough breathing could be heard.
Inside the hall, there was also dead silence. Everyone looked out of the hall in horror, their faces pale. It was difficult to accept this fact.
Slowly, a low laugh sounded outside the hall, like the grin of a devil. Then, a terrifying figure with sharp blades all over its body slowly climbed up and walked into the hall. Its trembling body seemed like it would collapse at any time.
Seeing that the intruder hadn't died yet, everyone's eyes widened in fear. A few of them stood in a daze for a moment before gritting their teeth and standing in front of the others.
"The obstacle is finally removed …" There was a strange smile on Dean's face. He was basically convinced that Dragon Mother was in the coffin. There was no sign of life. It was a bit like a memorial service. If Dragon Mother was dead, it meant that the goal he had been pursuing was finally in front of him.
He slowly walked into the hall. There was only the coffin in his eyes.
"Stop!"
"Go to hell …"
A series of angry shouts resounded.
Although they were civil servants, there was no place for them to retreat. Some of them angrily rushed towards Dean to stop him.
However, they couldn't get close to Dean's side. Dean's sharp limbs swept through their bodies. Their bodies were either cut in the waist or pierced through the chest. No one was able to get close to Dean.
The others who were standing in the back were aghast as they saw the scene. At this moment, Dean was an arrow at the end of its flight and could fall at any time. They didn't expect him to have such terrifying strength.
"Kill!"
"Don't let him get close to Dragon Mother!"
"Follow me!"
Roars resounded one after another. Under the pressure of the desperate situation of life and death, the crowd was forced to be courageous, and they rushed towards Dean one after another. It was a tragic and tragic scene.
Dean's footsteps didn't stop. He continued to move forward step by step. The people who rushed towards him were cut off as soon as they stepped into his attack range. Severed limbs and blood flew around his body.
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