Abomination and the Legendary Dragon King

Chapter 503 Divine Power
"Wait! What's that?"

Just when the orc was about to leave the battlefield, it suddenly froze.

Because behind it there is a frightening surge of psionic energy, that kind of power is like a star suddenly appearing on the plain of myriad abysses, and the rules of the whole world begin to change because of his appearance Started to change.

A huge shadow appeared on the bloody plain, covering its body and even the entire plain.

"Orc, you have killed many of my subordinates recently..."

The great man's voice echoed in the empty plain, and the entire abyss trembled as if it couldn't bear the power of the language, and huge meteorites and stars continued to fall from the sky.

In a word, the Wanyuan Plain that has stood here for tens of thousands of years seems to be destroyed. That kind of power is too incredible, and the scene that appears in front of Casilla's eyes is so shocking .

The moment the sound resounded through the abyss, Casilla knew who the figure behind him was.

"The new king of the abyss, the initiator of the catastrophe, the prophesied destroyer, the great existence beyond the gods"

A series of resounding reputations appeared in Casilla's brain. For all creatures in the main material world and even in the outer world, this guy who appeared behind him was a well-deserved taboo, even those powerful The demon lords dare not mention his name in private, only dare to refer to him by certain titles.

"But so what?"

As an immortal fighter, Casilla has never been afraid of such emotions.

When he was a boy, he dared to raise his butcher knife to the mighty God King, and after ten thousand years, it became stronger and stronger, so naturally it would not be intimidated by a mere name.

"The only thing I'm afraid of is that my opponent is not strong enough"

As Casilla thought about it, more and more white light appeared in its eyes, and every scar on its body was twisted and twisted, forming some kind of ancient and complicated stripes.

The black long sword in his hand roared, and the phantom of the ancestors of the orcs appeared around its body. Finally, a phantom of a red dragon with a bright light came out of Casilla's body, and after fighting the sky, it turned into a flame and melted into it. into his body.

"Wrath of all spirits!"

"Dragon vein recovery!"

Under the blessing of the power of the two bloodlines, Casilla's originally stooped body stood straight, and the muscles on his body began to swell as if they were inflated.

Terrifying and boundless power was bred in the old body of the orc, and the violent blood power filled every corner of Casilla's body.

If it wasn't for Casilla's immortal body, it would definitely not be able to cast two such powerful secret arts at the same time, and it would definitely be torn to pieces by the violent power in its body.

However, even though Casilla had an immortal body, the release of such power still paid a great price for it. Its sturdy body was splitting open, and black and red blood shot out from the wound.

Casilla has long been accustomed to the pain of being cut into pieces by a thousand knives. The suffering he has endured for 1 years is far more cruel than the physical pain.

"Right now, I just want to enjoy the thrill of fighting"

When the power on Casilla's body rolled to its peak, there was a crisp sound of the long sword in its hand.

It bowed, bent down, exerted force on its toes, and the strength of its whole body was fully mobilized by Casilla. Under the tremendous pressure given by the new king, Casilla bloomed with unparalleled strength.

This sword is undoubtedly the pinnacle of its peak, and it is the most powerful and fierce sword it has seen in more than 1 years.

This sword can kill a powerful demon lord in the abyss, and it can also severely injure a powerful true god in the astral world.

It's hard to imagine that an ordinary orc can unleash such a terrifying attack.

The black-red long sword sliced ​​through the surrounding space, seemingly slowly slicing across the body of the orc, and the terrifying and boundless sword energy rippling out from the blade, the whole world seemed to be collapsing.

The long sword in Casilla's hand sliced ​​through the mountains far away from the plain, and the huge steel fortress beside him once resisted the attacks of the heavenly clan and the army of demons from the upper realm, but it was cut flat by such a powerful sword of two halves.

The river Styx flowing on the plain broke a huge gap, and even a huge gap appeared in the iron-gray sky.

A powerful demon sensed the attack and wanted to escape after screaming, but was crushed into a cloud of dust by the rolling sword energy.

The world is trembling, and the vast plain is falling apart under this powerful sword energy.

However, the demon-like figure behind Casilla still stands there, motionless!

"Orc, you are quite interesting, I haven't been injured for a long time..."

A deep voice came from behind Casilla.

The old orc, who was exhausted and seriously injured by backlash, turned around reluctantly.

It saw behind itself a ferocious giant dragon that was bigger than the mountains. There was a small gap in the dark red breastplate, and a bright golden light burst out from the gap.

Just looking at it, Casilla's eyes were filled with blood and tears, and its eyeballs were melted into liquid by the hot radiation, and the blood flowed out of the eyes...

However, soon, thanks to Casilla's special physique, its eyeballs grew in the eye sockets again.

At the same time, the rather serious injury on Casilla's body was also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The blood flowing on the ground returned to Casilla's body as if alive, and granulation sprouted from the broken muscles. , colluded with each other, and soon Casilla's body recovered as before.

However, the aura on it inevitably languished. After all, physical immortality does not mean spiritual immortality.

After a full blow, Casilla felt that his spirit was on the verge of its limit.

It looked up at the dark red dragon behind it, and saw that the wound it had caused to the dragon had healed in such a short period of time, if it wasn't for the broken mountains and rivers around it telling Casilla all this, It even thinks that everything in front of it is just an illusion.

Although the enemy is strong, Casilla does not intend to give up so easily.

However, just when it was about to make a desperate move again, a powerful divine power emanated from the dragon in front of it.

(End of this chapter)