From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Chapter 657 Living Flame
At night, candlelight flickers.

"Good night, Lord Shudemel."

Priscilla shrunk into the quilt, put her hands on her lower abdomen, and began to sleep like a sculpture. The pillowcases and sheets were all meticulous, fully interpreting the standards of a royal princess. A good sleep state and adaptability are the basic rules for survival. In Fengqi Biao In a powerful empire, these two points are particularly important.

Jiang Yuan stopped flipping through the White Magic Notes, changed his sitting position and closed his eyes. The Transcendent of this world is equivalent to the Holy Domain in terms of status, but the difficulty of promotion is very low in comparison. He has no power closely related to himself, and has both potential and combat power. The decline.

The root cause of this phenomenon lies in the theft of the world, which uses power as nourishment to form world-class props. Among the transcendents in history, there are at least two hundred people with true holy realm talents.

As a new transcendent, he should theoretically have given birth to corresponding world-class props. Since the Nirvana system is connected to the world center, the ownership of the props is always in his hands, but he does not know where exactly they appear.

As for Priscilla's share, there is not much difference between having it and not having it.

The night is getting darker and the candlelight is dim.

On the balcony on the upper floor of the second floor, a series of extremely light footsteps sounded.

Then there was a sound of breaking through the air, and someone was descending in rappelling mode, ready to break the glass and break in through the window.

In the dark night, his pink hair fluttered in the wind. Before losing the ghost horn, Ram was extremely good at wind magic.

Just when his toes were about to touch the glass, Jiang Yuan opened his eyes in the room.

Silently, a punch blasted out, and the judgment of space came. The disaster-level force hit the enemy's abdomen through the window. The sparse wind magic defense collapsed in front of the Wind Son. The flesh and blood exploded immediately, and the abdomen and back were pierced, like After being hit by the train, Ram flew straight away, white ripples spread out, and was forced down in an instant. Jiang Yuan stood up and left his seat.

"stop!!"

The second punch came one after another, hitting the forehead with precision. A dull rumble came out of the skull, and blood and broken bones and flesh spattered everywhere. If it weren't for the purpose of silencing the sound, the ghost tribe who lost their horns would definitely not be worthy of someone punching him for the first time. Two punches.

Endless wind flow swirled around the bedroom, blocking out the noise and aftermath of the battle.

A roar containing extreme rage erupted, and the anger filled the body of the strongest magician in the kingdom. Ram was too dead to die, and there was no room for any negotiation or compromise.

The sky is filled with layers of magic circles. Roswaal starts with the super magic Meteor Rain. There is no prophecy in the gospel that Ram will die today. Part of the reason is that the girl has nothing to do with the general trend, but more importantly, The enemy is outside destiny.

Jiang Yuan raised his fist to strike horizontally, and after no longer worrying, a loud roar erupted, and the sword energy that penetrated his body spread like a hurricane, destroying everything within reach.

Rain of fire exploded, and light filled the night sky.

He didn't care about Ram's role and seat on the stage of fate, nor did he care about the hatred and anger of the kingdom's strongest magician. Since the other party arrogantly chose to attack at night, then it was only natural that his body would be destroyed. If someone hurriedly planned to be buried with him, it would be nothing more than a joint funeral.

In mid-air, Roswaal tore off the bandages on his body and used his magic power with all his strength. He was a genius in magic and was born with magical protection, which enabled him to achieve outstanding results in six attributes of magic. Because he was defeated by the Melancholy Demon, he imitated the other party's clown's costume. He has been studying it intensively for four hundred years, and he did not hesitate to resurrect his descendants again and again. In exchange, he successfully stood at the peak of magic.

The real murderous intention emerged, and Roswaal's aura rose layer by layer. Unknowingly, Ram had occupied a very important position in his heart. Although it was still not as good as the teacher Echidna, the witch, it had also reached a deeper level. Deeply affecting one's sanity.

With an overall level of LV90, Subaru Natsuki was one of the driving forces behind a series of disasters in the early stages of coming to another world, and finally showed disaster-level power.

Roswaal's robe spontaneously ignited without wind, and the magic power that had been lodged for a long time was fed back into the body. Ram was active in the future in the gospel, and the one who interfered with the process was undoubtedly the sinner. He found a reasonable explanation for his actions.

Super magic - the fusion of meteors, fire showers and chanting winds. The violent fluctuations make the caster covered with bruises. In theory, it is difficult for even the strongest to mobilize a vast ocean of magic power in an instant.

"Feel the anger I've been storing for hundreds of years!"

An unimaginable storm of flames fell from the sky, and the splashing sparks ignited the forest around the territory. It was like a fire dragon breaking through the clouds and falling, charging towards the enemy with ferocious eyes.

The aura of disaster spreads, and this attack is not inferior to Mare's small disaster magic Starfall, but for someone who has been promoted to LV90, the improvement of basic quality means that the power that can be exerted increases exponentially.

Jiang Yuan drew his sword, stared at the core of the flame storm and slashed. The sword light flickered, and the night sky seemed to usher in a sunrise for a moment. The atmosphere seemed to erupt with a sharp and tragic scream. At the moment of the collision, it was like a blur. Like the steel supporting the world shattering, the space is cracked with horrific scars.

The flame storm disappeared in the blink of an eye, but the sword light rose again, as bright as ever, and the crescent moon swept straight towards the enemy.

Invisible power surged in from all directions. This was the lock of murderous intent. The enemy's consciousness was as heavy as a mountain. Roswaal bit the corner of his mouth fiercely, regained his energy through the sting, and then immediately untied the only piece of clothing from his left ear. Some gold thorn rings.

Among the super-level magics, there is one at the top called the Incarnation of God, which is a lower version of the twenty-one world-class item, Gallarhorn.

When the golden thorn ring was broken, the most peak summoning power in the history of the world was activated, instantly communicating with the existence in the dark, and the other party projected power while observing and sleeping.

Dozens of huge fire pillars rotate slowly, and the surface of the glowing dark orange sphere is mottled with black spots. The space is boiling, and behind it seems to be an abyss full of greed and perdition. There is something rolling endlessly in the scorching darkness, with a faint roar. Accompanied by the sound and arc-shaped flames, a bull-like figure can be vaguely seen in the sphere, with seven horns emitting bursts of heat.

When the clone of God arrived, Roswaal's body was suddenly filled with black light spots. Then death came, and he turned into ashes and honored himself as the summoned sacrifice.

There is no need to explore, the name of the clone is reflected back to the cognition with the sight - the deep dark living flame.

The product of failed summoning of the Old One, the Living Flame. His personality is comparable to a legend, but he has no authority. His single thought is just to ignite the surroundings into purgatory.

"Twenty?" Jiang Yuan thought after seeing this. It was obviously necessary to re-examine the top twenty world-class props. The main body of this summoned object - the living flamer, in its complete state, was enough to serve as his real opponent. Both sides are the kind of beings who find it difficult to die in the boundless void. The overall size of the Chaos God System is more than twenty, and it is understandable that one of them is attracted by the collision between a large world group and a giant beast in the void. .

(End of this chapter)