Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 628 Bahamut Divine Fist
On the side of the Gattuso family, the opposite happened to what happened in the doomsday shelter. Over there, the father fell and the son stood, so on Gattuso's side, the son fell and the father stood.

Caesar, who fell into the illusion, lost his ability to move in an instant, but both Gulweger and Pompeii knew that it was only a temporary state. Perhaps Pompeii knew Caesar well enough to control him for a while with realistic illusions. time.

But it must not be too long, so Pompeii chose to give up Caesar, and turned to attack Percy and Gulweger, but never thought that the other party was already prepared, and the dragon's breath summoned by divine magic hit Pompeii. .

Amidst the inhuman wailing, Guerweger stretched out her hand in doubt, not understanding how she could summon a flame. This was the first time she used this magic spell, and seeing this kind of scene was a bit suspicious of life.

"Could it be connected to the Fire Elemental Plane?" Just as Gulweger was wondering, the miserable cry gradually disappeared, and then disappeared, as well as the blue-red alcohol flame on Pompeii's body.

Pompeii walked out of the fire. He looked even more terrifying now than before. His skin disappeared, exposing the muscles underneath. The original wheat-colored skin had turned into a layer of scorched black hard shell, and pus and blood were constantly flowing out.

But he was still smiling, as if it wasn't him who screamed just now. In the flames, Pompey stretched out his hands, as if he was not being burned by the flames, but bathing in a clear spring.

"Earth, fire, water, and wind are the four elements, but on top of that, there is a spirit that can control the four elements." Pompei said calmly, "And now, I have the blood of the king of spirits."

Gulweger glared at Pompeii, but eventually the anger disappeared little by little, leaving only pity, pity for the fool: "Pompeii, wake up, you have gone on the wrong path."

"That's right," Pompeii's body walked out of the fire, still in the same miserable state after being burned, but he walked towards Gulweger as if he didn't care at all: "But I think this power is incomparable. powerful."

"Also, didn't you also gain the power of the gods, Gulveig, the descendant of a family cursed by the gods?" Pompeii no longer showed any expression on his face, and he became more terrifying than any evil spirits. .

"Are you finally willing to admit it?" Guerweger put her hands on Caesar, and her face became ugly when facing her former husband: "It was really your plan to say that before?"

"No, I just took a closer look at you now." Pompeii's voice became hoarse in the fire: "Look at you now, you are ugly and fat, and you smell like oily smoke, I really don't want to admit you It's my wife."

Gulweger clenched her fists tightly, and in the next second, a white light shot out from her hand. Pompeii hurriedly protected his face, but he didn't feel anything.

Pompeii, who was frightened by Gulweger, opened his eyes and saw a bright beam of light falling from the sky and falling into Caesar's body. The boy who had fallen into a nightmare completely woke up at this moment.

Caesar sank in the nightmare created by the nightmare. It is not that he has not been exposed to similar attacks, but compared to the stereotyped illusions of other spiritual spirit speakers, the nightmare created by Pompeii can be regarded as a model of murder.

In the illusion that is indistinguishable from reality, Caesar's attention was attracted by the illusion of Pompeii in front of him, who was approaching his mother step by step, so in that impulse, he rushed towards the illusion and wrestled with it .

Pompey knew very well what could hold his son back, it was his deep-rooted hatred for himself, and Caesar just fell for it.

He pressed the phantom of Pompeii to the ground, and punched his father's face similar to his own. The blood spattered, but made the anger in his heart even more raging.

If Ender was here, he would find that Caesar had gone mad and completely lost his mind.

Just when Caesar was sinking into the illusion, a warm force passed into the back of his heart, and Gullweger from the outside world was pouring his little divine power into Caesar's body, using positive energy to Help him return to reality.

In the next moment, in the sea of ​​corpses and blood formed by Pompeii's corpses, Caesar raised his head, and his eyes gradually became clear. On the false high sky, countless platinum stars shone, pulling Caesar Back to reality.

He opened his eyes and looked at his father who looked like a ghost in front of him. At this moment, his once weak body was filled with strength again because of anger. In the platinum light, Caesar prayed to the gods for the first time. Need strength, strength to protect your family.

Brilliant divine power enveloped him. As the holy son transformed by Bahamut himself, Caesar has always possessed powerful power. The promotion system for priests is so unreasonable. The gods you believe in can bestow upon you as long as they are willing. Endless power.

So, Bahamut, who was far away on the Heavenly Mountain, opened his eyes and cast a glance towards the distance. His descendant of the brass dragon rejected his gift before, but Bahamut, who was unwilling to give up, was still very happy. Intention to pour your strength there.

The more believers there, the more power he can bestow, and finally he can seize the belief in that new world. Even if the Dragon God does not completely believe in God, the new world still makes him salivate.

After all, the dragon god is also a dragon, and Bahamut has already regarded the earth as his treasure.

So under that swipe, the dragon's blood in Caesar's body boiled, and for Bahamut, the divine power that was a drop in the bucket was transmitted into his body, making his power soar at this moment.

In the platinum beam of light, Caesar glared at his father, the blood of the golden dragon in his body catalyzed the growth, allowing his body to further transform into a dragonborn.

"The color of the earth, do you really have the power of the king of the earth and the mountain?" Pompeii's body also changed at the same time, the eyes of the two babies' heads opened, and the surrounding air was fluctuating.

Scales grew on his melted skin. Unlike his son's shining golden scales, Pompeii grew fine white scales with a smooth surface, like the scales of a snake.

Caesar's mind is still like water now, and everything in the illusion just now is still vivid in his mind. Those vented emotions have temporarily dried up his emotions, leaving only his rational mind.

"No, you are wrong, you don't know what a god is, and you have never seen the power of a god." Caesar looked at his father with pity: "You are just imitating the strong as much as possible, and then put this state Call it a god."

"Then do you want me to show you, little Caesar?" A twisted horn protruded from Pompei's head, his facial features were ferocious, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes: "But I prepared a copy for you." What an unexpected gift."

"I don't need it," Caesar shook his head regretfully, "It's over, Pompey, you should sort out your messy mind."

"What did you say..." Before Pompeii could react, the bright platinum holy fire fell from the sky, turning into a waterfall of flames and engulfing him.

"You are already dead!"

　In the past two days of the school supervision month, the principal checks the post every day, so he can't touch the fish code, so he can only change it, and try to make it up on Saturdays, Sundays or National Day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)