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Chapter 578 In front of death, there is no defense

"Roar!"

The deafening roar resounded through the sky, and under the flapping of the wings, a hurricane suddenly rose, the speed was as fast as thunder, and the momentum was as huge as a storm. The Platinum Dragon King is coming...

"call out!"

The golden light was as dazzling as the sun, and as a huge magic ball flew towards him suddenly, An Baichen frowned, pulled Ganand and disappeared in place in an instant.

"boom!"

Not to mention the castle, even the cliff where the castle is located turned into ashes. The roar of the evil dragon was really extraordinary. If it were an ordinary person, even the existence of the holy rank would probably be turned into ashes at this time.

"Huhuhu..."

The huge wings were flapping, the white body full of metallic luster was shining brightly under the sunlight, Gabanier was suspended in the air, his eyes were as cold as the icy wind.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the dragon clan is indeed a guy who advocates violence, those three idiots are, and so are you."

"boom!"

This was the voice of An Baichen leaving Ganand behind. At this time, his expression was indifferent, and at the same time, there was a faint wave of undead breath flowing through his body.

"The undead guy? You guys dare to challenge the majesty of the Dragon Clan?"

Apparently, Gabanier mistook the person. He recognized An Baichen as an undead existence. Of course, he couldn't be blamed for this. After all, An Baichen was full of the "smell" of undead at this time.

"rumble……"

The ground was trembling, and the Platinum Dragon King was face to face. If he didn't fight, the other party might not be able to quietly listen to what he was going to say next.

Bone spear, a bone spear blessed with divine magic.

The stronger dragon clan already has the strength of a lower god, not to mention that the other party is a genuine Platinum Dragon King?

The mid-god might be the stronger one among the mid-gods. This is the approximate strength that An Baichen calculated from the round of attack just now.

Of course, this may not be all that accurate, but it should be pretty much the same.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The huge bone spear pierced the space, the speed was so fast that it couldn't be seen with naked eyes after only an instant.

It stands to reason that the opponent should take measures for such an attack, but Gabanier didn't care at all, but just suspended in the air like a target, motionless.

"Bang bang..."

The dull metal sound was accompanied by the turbulence of the air, and about a dozen bone spears were like wooden sticks hitting an iron plate. Instead of hurting the opponent at all, they broke themselves.

"so hard!"

An Baichen narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself.As expected, that guy Ganand was right, not to mention other things about this guy, but this defense is really tough.

"That's it? It's not even a tickle. The undead guys are really disgusting, and they are doing such trash-like attacks."

Well, I was despised, the other party seemed to look down on An Baichen's attack, his words were full of provocation, and the look of disdain in his eyes was absolutely incredible.

"Hehe, it's not strong enough, is it? Alright, then I'll give you something strong."

The clay figurine is still angry. As the god of death, how could An Baichen be so contemptuous?
With a twist of his wrist, the death scythe, which had not been used for a long time, appeared in An Baichen's hand with the breath of death. At the same time, a strong breath of undead surged on his body. Immediately afterwards, the pitch-black cloak instantly enveloped him.

Incarnation of Death, this is the power that An Baichen obtained after collecting most of the priesthood. At this time, he can already use most of the power of the godhead.

Seeing An Baichen's changes, Gabanier was startled for a moment, and then only heard him say: "Who are you?"

If there is any god in this world that people least want to see, it must be the god of death, because seeing him is equivalent to the end of life.

Therefore, for countless years, there are only a handful of people who have actually seen the god of death and are still alive, and the god of death has become a real taboo because of this.

"Who am I? You'll know after the fight."

"brush!"

The instantly disappearing figure made Garbanier startled. He reacted quickly. Under the flutter of his wings, he opened his metal-colored giant mouth, and countless magic power rushed towards it crazily...

However, this time he failed to successfully roar, because while the magic power was still accumulating, An Baichen appeared in front of him in an instant...

"Zizzizi..."

It was the sharp and piercing sound of metal skin being cut, and Gabanier's proud defense had no effect in front of An Baichen.

The defense was broken, and it was the kind that didn't hinder at all.

"Ow..."

For many years, Gabbanir had never uttered such a scream, but he couldn't help it. An Baichen's attack was not only based on the body, but more towards the soul.

One blow, just one blow, and Gabbanir almost lost his fighting power.

The golden dragon's blood was dripping continuously, An Baichen was suspended in the air, and the death scythe in his hand looked extremely awe-inspiring under the sunlight.

"Who are you?"

At this time, any fool would know that the other party is definitely a god-level powerhouse, but which god it is is debatable, because there are too many gods, the world is as numerous as stars, and so are the gods.

"When I chop off your wings, I will tell you who I am. In front of me, no one can dance, including the dragons."

I don't know if it's because of the aroused godhead, An Baichen at this time is different from usual, especially the tone, it's almost as cold as a biting cold wind.

"Swipe, brush, brush..."

Every time the teleporting body appeared, golden dragon blood would splash, but in just one minute, Garbanir's body was already covered with scars.

These short scars are all a full meter long, no matter how huge the dragon's body is, at this time it is as if it has been lingering.

"Boom..."

The ground was trembling. Gabanil's body was already "metal". When he fell to the ground, a big hole was smashed out of the ground.

In front of the god of death, there is no defense. This is An Baichen's ability, and it is also one of the capitals that the god of death can traverse countless worlds.

If you can't even break through the opponent's defense, then the god of death is still an ass...

"Hu, hu, hu!"

There was a heavy breathing sound, and the pupils began to show signs of slackening. The platinum dragon king of a generation was actually on the verge of death.

Of course, without An Baichen's consent, it would be impossible for the other party to die even if he wanted to.

I saw that An Baichen had already put his right hand on Gabanier's mouth, the aura of the undead was surging, and Gabanir recovered some strength.

"Surely you should know who it is by now?"

"Just say what I say once, you have to listen carefully, of course, you don't have to listen, but you will bear the consequences..."

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