Abyssal Dragon

Chapter 119 118. The King of Fire
The lava mountains burned the former habitat of the incinerators, and the trolls sent all the corpses of the lava giants that were supposed to be sent back to Rosen to Dirsas.

"If you continue to eat like this, there won't be enough materials for the Tower of Elements."

Alia pinched her waist, tilted her head and stared at Dirsas.

Hearing this, Dirsas withdrew his extended dragon claw, "Okay, I'll let them transport it back."

The Tower of Elements is the most important thing now, and Dirsas' rations can be replaced by other things.

"Thank you so much, my lord."

Alia curled her lips with a smile, and asked curiously, "But I'm curious, didn't you eat these things before?"

"The world is changing, and I am no exception,"

Dirsas stood up and explained: "Maybe you don't believe it, but after becoming an abyss lord, the taste will change."

"It's not surprising, most abyss lords like to eat the flesh and blood of powerful creatures, especially those demons."

Alia nodded thoughtfully. These things are not a secret to mages who know the abyss, and Alia, as a lich who has lived for a long time, also knows something.

"That's true."

After Dirsas responded, he changed the subject and asked, "How is the progress of the Tower of Elements?"

"My lord, can't you let me rest?"

Hearing Dirsas's question, Alia couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and replied: "If only the three-story lava stone tower has been completed, but more magic circles need to be drawn.

Before it starts, the more magic circles the better, so as to ensure that the tower of elements can provide you with energy stably. "

Dirsas understood what Alia meant, she wanted to do it once and for all.

"It's better to be faster, the light curtain won't last long."

"Don't worry, if it doesn't work, you can still extract some of the lives of Rosen's creatures. As long as they don't die, we still have a chance."

Alia looked relaxed, as if she had already thought of a way to deal with it.

Dirsas nodded slightly. If it really doesn't work, he can only use the method Alia said.

"By the way, I have another question."

Dirsas suddenly thought of a very important question, "Since the red dragon Aglas knew about this Molten Core plane before, why didn't he completely conquer it?"

"Who said no?"

Alia asked with a smile, and then explained: "This is the back garden of Aglas.

But it's not entirely true, because the King of Fire here was only severely injured by him, and he was not really killed. "

……

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Eke Sotus dragged his seriously injured body across the ravine full of flames, heading towards the volcano.

Ike Sotus is the greatest leader of the Fire Basilisk and the administrator of the Molten Core - a title bestowed by the Lord of Fire.

With this title, Ekko can do anything in the Molten Core that does not offend the Fire Lord.

Of course, there are not many benefits other than preferential enjoyment of various resources.

After all, there are no intelligent races in Molten Core, and he is the king of the flame basilisk.

But it was this title, which didn't have much benefit, that caused him to be hit hard.

Eck was sleeping in the cave of the volcano, and then his leader of the fire demon, the pioneer Saffron, came in a hurry and told him that the Molten Core had been invaded, and the other three captains of the fire demon were killed, injured and captured.

Eke, who was suddenly awakened from his deep sleep, was already angry. He rushed out of the cave without hesitation after hearing the intruder, and rushed towards the molten fire plain described by Saffron.

And what greeted him was a huge adult dragon, two legendary mages, a legendary warrior, and three or four legendary warriors.

Ekko feels like he's always considered himself powerful, at least in Molten Core.

But against such an enemy, he has no power to fight back.

Especially the strange and dazzling breath of the giant dragon directly caused Eke to lose half of his arm.

But none of this matters, because Ekko is not the master of Molten Core, but just a manager.

"My master will make you pay the price!"

Eck cursed viciously, then clutched the wound on his right arm and cruised between the two volcanoes.

Molten Core is full of volcanoes, which is not unusual.

But the landform in front of him is very special, because there is an extremely huge magma pool between the volcanoes-this magma pool looks more like a huge bay.

It's just that the "bay" is not sea water, but magma that is constantly tumbling, flowing, and shining with dazzling light.

On the surface of the magma pool, some small bubbles can still be seen bursting, making a faint sound.

Eke was standing next to the magma pool, dripping his own blood into the magma pool, placing one hand on his chest, and bowing his head reverently.

"The great Lord of Fire, the ancient Lord of Fire, Ragnaros, please listen to the call of your humble servant, wake up from your deep sleep, and punish those arrogant invaders!"

The sound echoed among the volcanoes, and then fell into a dead silence.

And Eke still didn't dare to speak, he lowered his head and waited quietly.

After an unknown period of time, bubbles began to appear on the surface of the magma pool, and then rolled, and intensified, hitting the lava of the volcano back and forth like waves in a storm.

Immediately afterwards, countless magma spewed out of the pool like a fountain, the fiery flames began to burn, and a huge figure slowly rose from the magma pool.

His body is tall and huge, even taller than the incinerator, nearly 20 meters high.

His skin is made of scorching magma and flames, and the dazzling light and heat make people dare not look directly at it.

His arms are thick and powerful, and he holds a crimson hammer studded with spikes.

And this creature is the master of the Molten Core, the mighty Lord of Fire, the Lord of Fire, Ragnaros.

Ragnaros' head is like a demon, ugly and ferocious, like a skull wrapped in flames, with a pair of demon-like horns on top of his head.

His whole body was covered in raging flames, his lower body had no legs, but a mass of flames and magma swirling like a hurricane, the color of which was changing, from deep red to orange to pale white, as if floating in a magma pool .

With his appearance, the entire environment became extremely hot, the magma was tumbling, the flames were blazing, and the air was filled with a pungent sulfur smell.

His gaze scanned the surroundings, as if he was looking for something to vent his inner anger and desire to destroy.

At last Ragnaros found his target, and growled hoarsely: "Why did you wake me, Exe Sotus, why bother me?"

The sleeping Ragnaros hated being disturbed very much, and if Ekko didn't give him a satisfactory answer, he would tear Ekko apart without hesitation.

The manager Eke felt the violent breath, lowered his head, and replied carefully: "It's because of those intruders, my master, they broke into your temple and stole your property."

"The reptile with wings again?"

Ragnaros' voice rose sharply, and flames spewed out with his rage.

Eke tightened his neck in fright, and replied tremblingly: "It's another dragon, my master, a black-purple dragon full of chaotic breath."

"A breath of chaos? Abyss?"

Ragnaros questioned Ike suspiciously, but before Ike could respond, a black figure appeared in the distant sky.

"It's him, it's him!"

Eck pointed at the figure in the air and shouted, "Invaders!"

Ragnaros: "Idiot, you let these worms into this sacred place, and now you have brought them to me, you let me down, Exotus, you let me down I am disappointed!"

The flame lord stretched out his hand to point at Ike, and the latter's body immediately ignited a raging flame, and then gathered into a torrent, flowing towards the flame lord.

Manager Eke immediately shouted: "My flame, please don't take my flame away."

He stretched out his hand to try to grab back the lost flames, but he had no choice but to watch the flames flow away, and he finally fell powerlessly to the ground.

And it was Dirsas flying in the sky.

In his dragon claws is the king of trolls, Shadowspear, and behind him are Alia, Sugard, and the Great Prophet.

"It's really a black and purple reptile, um, the breath of the abyss,"

Ragnaros looked at Dirsas in the air with a hideous face: "But it doesn't matter, no matter who it is, you will be reduced to ashes in the flames."

"You are still so arrogant."

Alia floated out from behind Dirsas, looking at Ragnaros with a smile on her face, planning to chat with the Lord of Fire.

However, Dirsas didn't like to talk nonsense, and he directly told the three casters: "Let's start, there are still many things to do after killing him."

The Great Prophet and Sugard glanced at each other, and they flew directly towards the volcanoes on both sides.

Seeing that the two were almost in position, Dirsas stretched out his dragon claws and threw the Troll King and Shadow Spear directly.

The Troll King and Shadow Spear were already ready, and the spears in their hands were thrown towards Ragnaros.

Because they were preparing to deal with Ragnaros, the spears of the two trolls had been blessed by the Great Prophet—that is, temporarily enchanted.

The spear with added ice damage was inserted into Ragnaros' body without hindrance, making a crackling sound.

At the same time, angry roars exploded among the volcanoes, and countless flames suddenly surged up.

"I will burn you to ashes!"

The two spears couldn't hurt Ragnaros badly, but the pain they caused was enough to anger him.

Rings of flame exploded one after another, not only enveloping Ragnaros' body, but also spreading around him around him.

The Troll King and Shadow Spear had no ability to resist, and were directly thrown away.

At this time, Dirsas flapped his wings and flew to the top of Ragnaros's head, and immediately opened his dragon's mouth to him.

The dazzling light vented down, and the destructive breath gushed out on Ragnaros's body impartially!
"what!"

Horrific screams came from Ragnaros's mouth, and even Dirsas felt his soul tremble!

Dirsas' breath of destruction can dissolve everything, even elemental creatures are still not immune.

With one bite, Ragnaros was hit hard!
It also put Ragnaros into a complete runaway state.

"Taste my wrath!"

With another roar, countless huge fireballs fell from the sky, covering everyone's positions.

However, everyone was prepared and tore open the magic scrolls one after another, and Shenghuan's frost shield quickly formed a thick ice skin on everyone's body.

Although the frost shields were broken after the two fireballs, it was enough to make the damage of the fireballs not fatal to everyone.

Just after the rain of fireballs stopped, the fiery red sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds, and lightning was faintly visible in it.

"Manipulate the weather, hail!"

The Great Prophet waved his wand with a serious face, and immediately after that, ice balls began to fall from the top of the Fire King's head, and it became bigger and bigger.

Soon, the flames surrounding Ragnaros gradually receded, and the flames on him also dimmed a little.

Manipulating the weather was originally an eight-ring spell, but when the soul of the ancestors came to his body, the long chanting gave this spell the power to fight against Ragnaros.

Of course, this temporary weather change cannot change the rules of Molten Core, but it is enough to temporarily suppress part of Ragnaros' power.

What's more, the casters beside Dirsas are not only the big prophets.

"Law, deter!"

Alia's cold voice sounded, and Ragnaros, who was originally extremely irritable, froze on the spot.

This is also an eight-ring spell. In a normal state, Alia would not use it against Ragnaros, because it would basically not work.

But now, under the hailstorm, Ragnaros' power was suppressed and he could not withstand such a spell.

At this moment, Dirsas descended from the sky, raised his dragon claws and slapped the Fire King,

"Soul-draining blow!"

"Overwhelming blow!"

The black and purple mist cut through the flames in an instant, and landed directly on the head of the King of Fire!
The burning flames swayed violently as if encountering a gust of wind, and at this moment Ragnaros also came to his senses, and swung his sledgehammer at Dirsas!

Although Dirsas tried his best to dodge, his speed was still not as fast as the King of Fire.

"Oh!"

With a loud noise, Dirsas was directly sent flying!
And at this moment, Dirsas felt that the place where he was hit was torn apart, and the intense burning pain made him grin his teeth.

But before he had time to check the wound, he immediately stabilized his body and blew out another breath of destruction at Ragnaros!
Ragnaros had already tasted the taste of the destructive breath, and immediately blocked the sledgehammer in front of him, trying to avoid his own vitals.

The Troll King and Shadow Spear looked at the right moment, pulled out the spears on their backs and threw them into Ragnaros' body from both sides.

Because Ragnaros' power was suppressed, this time, the spear with ice damage dealt him more damage.

"A finger of death!"

As the magic scroll turned to ashes, gray rays flew out from Alia's fingers, and immediately shot out a black hole in Ragnaros' body.

The Finger of Death couldn't kill Ragnaros, it could only inflict some damage on him, but it still didn't seriously injure him.

"Not enough, Alia, not enough!"

Dirsas flapped his wings and roared loudly.

His Destructive Breath still needs to be restored, and Siphon Blow can attack, but it can no longer resist a sledgehammer from Ragnaros.

Killing Ragnaros was a must, but not at the cost of Dirsas's life - although Dirsas wouldn't actually die on a plane other than Rosen.

"Forget it, don't stay."

Alia gritted her teeth, and took out a gray ball like an eyeball from her bosom,

"Dilsa, attract his attention!"

　Yesterday was, The Witcher [-] was so much fun I lost track of time.

　　As a result, I worked overtime until nine o'clock today.

　　Fortunately, I wrote it yesterday, otherwise there would be no update today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)