"Wilbur, take Milord and leave!" Chazeaux roared, and then canceled his Ultimate Shapeshifting, transforming into a hundred-meter-long golden dragon. He flapped his wings and soared into the sky.
The Golden Dragon powerhouses were stunned for a moment when they saw this, but they immediately understood Xia Zuo's intention. Then, they dispelled their Ultimate Shapeshifting and followed behind Xia Zuo, charging straight toward the black dragons.
In a land of elemental chaos, it was very unwise to cancel their Ultimate Shapeshifting when faced with a barrage of spells. Their huge bodies couldn't effectively dodge. Originally, they would have to endure a dozen spells at once, but now, they had to face hundreds of spells bombarding them!
But from another perspective, they had no other choice. Due to being deceived by Harriet and Xavier, the golden dragon elites were once again in a dire situation. If this continued, they would definitely be wiped out. Therefore, what Chazeaux wanted to do was to use his huge and vigorous body and spread his wings to create a chance for his companions to escape.
Perhaps Chazeaux looked down on humans, or perhaps Chazeaux had always concealed his enmity towards Han Jin. But judging Chazeaux by these standards was a little unfair. At least to the golden dragons, he was an incomparably loyal warrior! If necessary, he wouldn't hesitate to spill his own blood. He was even willing to give up his life.
Wilbur's eyes had turned red, but he didn't lose his rationality. He hurriedly called out to Anzir, "Milord …" Wilbur forced himself not to look at Chazeaux. Even though he knew this might be the last time he saw him, he had more important things to do.
Anzir took a deep breath. At this moment, no one was in more pain than her. The decision she had to make was so difficult.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred. With a series of mechanical vibrations, rows of giant arrows shot out from the neglected altar, chasing after the golden dragons in the air at an unparalleled speed.
There were actually Demon-Annihilating Crossbows hidden in the altar!
The Golden Dragon powerhouses who saw the giant arrows shooting out of the corners of their eyes couldn't help but reveal looks of despair. They never imagined that Fan Lunding and Nicholas would actually invest so much in this battle. It seemed that the Grand Light Empire's only remaining Demon Annihilating Crossbows had been transported to the Land of Elemental Disorder.
Chazeaux's expression became even more desperate. Demon-Annihilating Crossbows were very lethal to all giant creatures. Their bodies were over a hundred meters long, so they couldn't dodge the arrows that were flying at top speed. This was why Dragon's Realm and Dragon City were united and unyielding when they learned that Green had made Demon-Annihilating Crossbows.
Moreover, they were too close and fired from behind. By the time Chazeaux realized something was wrong, the arrows were less than ten meters away from him. He gave up struggling and closed his eyes, waiting for the pain of being pierced through. he closed...
In the eyes of Anqielle and Wilbur, the rows of giant arrows were about to catch up with the golden dragons, but they suddenly disappeared without a trace. The golden dragons were all dumbfounded. They didn't understand what had happened. The giant arrows appeared in the sky in the distance and then fell silently.
* Puff … * Puff … * The huge arrows hit the ground one after another, and the ten-meter-long arrows disappeared without a trace, kicking up a cloud of dust. The Black Dragon Race powerhouses were also stunned, and they did not notice the fatal attack quietly approaching from the fog. In just an instant, two Black Dragon Race powerhouses were crushed into pieces by the huge arrows, while the other Black Dragon Race powerhouses escaped the disaster. If they had also canceled their Ultimate Shapeshifting Technique, this round of attack would have caused heavy casualties.
Confusion! Not only did the golden dragons not know what had happened, but the black dragons also didn't know what had happened. They just instinctively retreated quickly.
Then, something even stranger happened. Mi Lu's skeleton on the altar moved without wind, as if it suddenly had a life of its own. It swayed as it flew up from the altar and drilled into the fog. It swam a few times and then disappeared.
A surge of lightning then passed through the mist and fell straight down, hitting the altar.
Boom … The air roared and the earth trembled. The instant the lightning collided with the altar, an earth-shattering explosion rang out. Even people as powerful as Anqielle and Valentine couldn't help but shake along with the trembling earth. Immediately after, a huge wave made of sand, stones, and mud rolled out in all directions. The tip of the wave was at least a hundred meters tall, and it swept over a thousand meters in an instant, smashing both sides of the battle into it.
The air was filled with ear-piercing screeches caused by the sand and soil flying at high speed. All the powerhouses used their hands to protect their heads, while Anqielle and Fan Lunding did their best to open up their domains.
It was undeniable that the dragons had extremely tough bodies, but when the sand and soil hit their bodies, they actually felt a piercing pain. They couldn't maintain their balance and swayed left and right in the giant wave, some even rolling and crawling. Even the domains released by Anqielle and Fan Lunding were violently twisting, as if they were enduring an unimaginable attack.
After a short while, the dust settled. The altar where Milo had been placed, which was about a hundred meters in radius, had disappeared without a trace. There was only a giant bottomless pit left in its place. No matter how many Demon Annihilation Crossbows were hidden in the altar, or what kind of powerhouses were hidden in the altar, everything had completely disappeared!
The powerhouses of the dragon race stood up, their faces covered in dust. Or rather, they forcibly pulled out their half-buried bodies. Chazeaux, who couldn't withstand the impact of the giant wave and fell from the sky, raised his huge dragon head and looked around in confusion. What had happened? Why was he still alive?
This unimaginable power was a hint in itself. At least two powerhouses on the battlefield came to their senses, but one was trembling slightly, while the other was laughing very happily.
"Leaving without saying goodbye? Anqielle, you're too disappointing. " Following the voice, a figure appeared next to Contractual's corpse. He bent down and threw out a ray of light that enveloped Contractual's corpse.
"You're on your honeymoon. How could I disturb you?" Anqielle replied with a smile.
"Don't find excuses." Han Jin's expression seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied. "I asked Mr. Guevara. You didn't give me any gifts before you quietly disappeared with your people. Tsk tsk … Everyone says that the dragons are stingy and stingy, and it's true!"
"You greedy guy!" Anqielle was angry and amused at the same time. "Did I not give you enough gifts in the past?"
"The past is the past, and the wedding is the wedding. The meaning is different. They're two different things."
All of the dragons were silent. Although Han Jin was belittling the dragons, the golden dragons were filled with gratitude, while the black dragons were filled with fear. The former wouldn't be angered by a few words of ridicule, but the latter didn't dare to be angry.
Chazeaux had already seen Han Jin's figure and understood who had saved him. His eyes, which were as large as wheels, revealed an extremely complex emotion. In the past, he had admired Han Jin, but after discovering the truth, he wanted nothing more than to tear Han Jin to pieces. Now, even he didn't know how to treat Han Jin.
"Alright, I'll admit defeat," Anqielle said helplessly. "Tell me, what do you want?"
Anqielle was making a joke to Han Jin. It was Han Jin who had saved the golden dragon clan, so no matter what Han Jin wanted, she would give it to him.
Fan Lunding pursed his lips, his face ashen. Han Jin and Anqielle's conversation as if there was no one else around was undoubtedly an insult to him, but he didn't dare to flare up.
"I haven't thought about it yet." Han Jin paused, then changed the topic. "By the way, before I came, Grand Duke Solomon asked me to send his regards to you."
"Is that so …" Anqielle's expression was a little strange. She knew that her secret had finally been exposed.
"Also, he asked me to ask you why?" Han Jin said with a smile.
"No reason." Anqielle's answer was very decisive.
"This … What kind of answer is this?"
"Actually, he understands."
"Why would he let me ask you if he knew?" Han Jin continued to ask.
Anqielle really couldn't stand Han Jin's endless pestering. She said angrily, "To me, time is too long, but to him, time is too short. How could he not understand such a simple question?" In fact, Anqielle had always regarded Solomon as a friend worthy of respect. She was rational, and couldn't lose control for a few decades, and then spend the rest of her life forgetting and forgetting. Being together with Solomon might be a kind of happiness for Solomon, but it would be indescribable pain for her. Therefore, she had never opened her softest heart to Solomon. This was her reality. It could also be said that when Solomon's power grew stronger and stronger, and he could see through her disguise at any time, she found that she was reluctant to part with this kind of life and wanted to continue living like this. She suddenly came to a realization and quietly left the Elemental Capital.
Perhaps it was because of the frost attribute, or perhaps it was because of the wisdom accumulated over a long period of time, but Anqielle couldn't throw herself into a relationship without a future. She also didn't like to burn herself vigorously.
Anqielle was really afraid of Han Jin. After all, this topic was too embarrassing for her. She hurriedly changed the topic, "Pact … Is he okay?" Anqielle had always been curious about why Han Jin insisted on her bringing back Doreen's bones. Han Jin didn't hide anything and told her everything. Anqielle was very confident in Han Jin. If even Doreen, who had been dead for countless years, could be resurrected, then there shouldn't be any problems with Pact.
"He'll be fine after a period of rest." Han Jin nodded.
The golden dragons who heard this seemed to have woken up from a dream. Antoine shot out like lightning and pounced in front of Pact. He held Pact's body in his arms and revealed a look of pleasant surprise, "My lord, Pact is really alive!"
"Lord Raphael, are you really going to intervene in the war between the black dragons and the golden dragons?" Fan Lunding finally couldn't help but ask.
"The fact that I'm standing here is the best answer." Han Jin said indifferently.
"You've defeated the Archangel Alpha. You're already worthy of being the strongest in this plane." Fan Lunding laughed bitterly. Because he had never said such cowardly words and because he had never endured such humiliation, his face flushed red. "Well, since you're going to intervene, then I'll take the black dragons back to the Abyss World. From now on, we'll never appear on the surface."
"Fan Lunding, this is your last chance to show yourself." Han Jin said softly, "Can't you be a little braver?"
Although Han Jin's tone was very soft, the hidden meaning in his words was particularly fierce. His meaning was very clear: "Stop dreaming, I won't let you go."
Fan Lunding's body stiffened, and his breathing became heavy. After a while, two flames flashed in his eyes, and then they burned crazily.
Fan Lunding had plotted against Anqielle in order to control the golden dragons and gather all their strength to launch an attack on the Holy Crown City to completely eliminate the threat. However, his courage shrank uncontrollably the moment he saw Han Jin, because he was afraid.
Now that Han Jin had cut off all his escape routes, it was meaningless for him to do anything. For Fan Lunding, everything was condensed into one word at this moment: fight!
"Let's go." Anqielle said slowly. She knew that she shouldn't attract Han Jin's attention, just like how Chazeaux and the others shouldn't have returned.
Anqiale, the guardians, and the elders of the Golden Dragon Tribe all stepped back. Neither Fan Lunding nor the experts of the Black Dragon Tribe tried to stop them. All eyes were focused on Han Jin.
Han Jin's expressionless eyes swept across the surroundings, and a cluster of bright starlight slowly condensed on his fingertips. Since he had chosen to eliminate them, he had to use a thunderous method. He didn't want to say anything more. The reason why he could deal with Anqielle for such a long time was firstly because he regarded Anqielle as his true friend, and secondly, because he was curious about the past between Anqielle and Solomon. Fan Lundin was just an insignificant ant to him.
Han Jin suddenly smiled and flicked his finger. The cluster of stars on his fingertips suddenly lit up and shot into the sky with thousands of streaks of light. The next moment, it turned into a huge firework in the midst of an explosion.
Countless stars turned into sword lights that covered the sky and earth, leaving long afterimages in the air. They ignored the obstruction of the elemental fog and fell straight down. Every inch of land within a radius of a few thousand meters in front of Han Jin was covered. Han Jin's starting move was a fatal blow!
In the battle of the Celestial Realm, countless angels had perished under Han Jin's sword. Only a portion of the black dragon powerhouses were stronger than the angels. Most of them were far inferior to the angels.
Whether it was the black dragons who maintained their dragon forms or the powerhouses who had mastered the Ultimate Shapeshifting Skill, they all stumbled under the omnipresent sword lights. The various spells they released had no effect. Meteorites were blasted into pieces, lightning was split into electric arcs, flames were extinguished in the next moment, magic shields were formed, and they burst like soap bubbles in the sword lights.
The ground kept shattering, and at the same time, the bodies of the black dragon powerhouses were also shattered. As long as they came in contact with the sharp sword shadows, their bodies would be pierced through like tofu. Then, more sword lights would swarm over. Unless one could move thousands of meters away in an instant, no one could escape the baptism of the sword lights.
Fan Lunding let out a crazy roar and charged straight at Han Jin. Perhaps it was because his fear had not completely faded away, his movements were a beat slower, and he didn't attack until the rain of swords was about to hit him.
The distance between the two of them was only 70 to 80 meters. With Fan Lunding's speed, he could cover this distance in an instant. He really did it. However, he also collided with thousands of sword shadows. The domain that countless powerhouses looked up to became exceptionally thin in less than a second, as if it would be extinguished in the next moment.
Fan Lunding was not in the mood to care about his domain. He suddenly opened his mouth, and a scorching white dragon's breath swept out violently, surging toward Han Jin.
Han Jin's body swayed, and a faint golden figure suddenly flew out of his body toward Fan Lunding. Fan Lunding's dragon's breath, which was enough to melt the ground, was dispersed by this punch. Then, Fan Lunding's domain collapsed. Before Fan Lunding could react, the golden figure's fist had already smashed into Fan Lunding's chest. It was only then that Fan Lunding saw the image. It seemed that the golden figure's speed had exceeded his vision.
The next moment, Fan Lunding felt a sharp pain in his chest. Then, he heard the shrill sound of the golden figure piercing through the air. However, at this moment, the hindsight was meaningless. Fan Lunding was involuntarily sent flying backward.
Han Jin formed a seal, and golden talismans shot out, catching up to Fan Lunding who was gliding in the air at an incomparable speed. Black dragons were born with absolute magic immunity, but they could not stop the golden talismans from penetrating their bodies. In the blink of an eye, countless golden talismans had disappeared into Fan Lunding's body.
Fan Lunding suddenly felt his body become numb. The magic power contained in his body was also rapidly flowing away. He was greatly shocked. He tried his best to chant an incantation, but he could only utter a single syllable before his mouth and throat could no longer move.
Immediately after, Fan Lunding felt his vision turn black. The moment he closed his eyes, his body suddenly expanded, turning into a giant black dragon that was almost a hundred meters long. The Ultimate Shapeshifting Technique was actually canceled out of his control!
When Fan Lunding opened his eyes again, he also discovered his own abnormality. The fear in his heart could not be described with words. He tried to flap his wings and fly, but unfortunately, not only could he not move his mouth, he could not even control his wings. After stumbling a few steps, he fell to the ground.
Although he was already prepared to die, he would not allow himself to be defeated so easily. Fan Lunding struggled with all his might, hoping to stand up again before Han Jin came over.
A strange scene that almost made Fan Lunding's heart stop beating appeared. With every step Han Jin took, his figure became much taller and more muscular. Even the grass around him seemed to be growing crazily. When Han Jin walked a total of more than thirty steps, he had become a towering giant. The grass had also turned into a forest.
From Fan Lunding's point of view, Han Jin had become a giant. However, from Han Jin's point of view, it was Fan Lunding who had changed. At his feet, a half-foot long lizard-like creature was lying in the grass, swinging its tail weakly.
Han Jin waved his hand, and the sword flashes that filled the sky suddenly disappeared. They then turned into countless specks of light and gathered in Han Jin's palm. However, the area in front of Han Jin had become a bloody swamp. Blood and broken limbs were everywhere.
Only a few dark dragons and most of the dragon Knight had luckily escaped because they were outside the attack range. The rest of the dark dragons had been killed by Han Jin in one blow. They did not have a second chance.
Han Jin bent down, grabbed the lizard-like creature by its tail, and picked it up. He then slowly walked out. The struggling Fan Lunding finally realized that the one who had changed was not Han Jin, but himself. All of his mana had disappeared without a trace. He immediately lost his breath and fainted.
The golden dragons watching the battle from afar, including Anqiel, had all turned into statues. Although they admitted that Han Jin was the strongest in the realm, and although they believed that Han Jin would obtain the final victory, the battle scene was too different from what they had imagined.
The dark dragons had come out in full force to plan this battle that they were bound to win. However, after Han Jin's appearance, the situation was reversed in an instant. The dark dragons fell in droves under the sword flashes that poured down like torrential rain. The splashing blood almost dyed the elemental mist red. In less than ten seconds, Han Jin had almost destroyed the entire dark dragon race with his own strength. Could this be the true power of a god?! If the golden dragons angered Han Jin, what would the consequences be?!
Han Jin regarded Anqiel as a friend, and Anqiel had long regarded Han Jin as a friend. However, at this moment, Anqiel, who had never regarded Han Jin as a threat, was also shocked.
Han Jin walked slowly to Anqiel and waved the miniature lizard-like creature in front of her. He smiled and said, "This is for you."
"This is …" Anqiel's gaze fell on the miniature lizard-like creature, and she was shocked again. What Han Jin had given her was not a lizard at all. It was obviously an adult dark dragon, but it was a little too small. It was even dozens of times smaller than a newborn dragon.
"You don't recognize him?" Han Jin smiled.
"Fan Lunding …" Anqiel swallowed hard, her voice trembling slightly.
"Yes." Han Jin said softly, "I sealed all of his power, but I did not seal his memories. His fate from now on … is completely up to you."
Anqielle took the pocket-sized black dragon. Her expression was extremely complicated. Fan Lunding had always been her destined rival. Now that he had become like this, she didn't know whether she should sympathize with him or not.
The miniature dark dragon lay limply in Anqiel's palm. The former king of the dark dragons had become a plaything in someone else's hands. Perhaps, countless years later, Han Jin would have left this plane, and Anqiel would have forgotten about Fan Lunding. This little thing would eventually escape and meet a youth who pursued power wholeheartedly. This should be another story. After all, Fan Lunding possessed profound magical knowledge. Of course, in this story, Han Jin would be an ancient god with boundless power, and Fan Lunding would be an unyielding warrior who fought against the gods and was unfortunately defeated.
"Anqiel, take your people and leave." Han Jin's gaze turned to the southwest.
"What's wrong?" Anqiel noticed that Han Jin's expression was a little strange.
"Nikola is here …" Han Jin sighed softly, and then slowly walked to the southwest. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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