I, the Heir of Heroes

The lava that turned into substance moved towards the ground in a straight line, and the fragments of the earth that were thrown up wherever it went, and the heat that hit the stratosphere of the atmosphere made Jia Luo look slightly sideways.

After a few breaths, the mushroom cloud exuding the breath of death rattled the clothes he was wearing.

Turning his forehead and looking away, Jia Luo's eyes became sharper.

"Intellect is the most essential feature and advantage of intelligent creatures. Years of wars have made you beasts lose their minds and degenerate into fools who can only bite people randomly?"

Those who are not from our family must be punished.

This truth is brought into full play in such a world.

Galona stared at the five creatures below who seemed to be communicating with him without a trace of warmth.

"Forget it, just treat it as a useless expectation for my self-comfort!"

"Sure enough—no matter where it is, fighting and fighting will always be a more reliable means of communication than words!"

The next moment, starting from the right hand that suddenly opened to the right, it seemed that the jet-black substance attached to the surface of the musculature slowly spread out, revealing the arm engraved with the crimson inscription wrapped in it——

Next is the chest.

Then there is the forehead.

In the end, Galona's condensed power turned into a skeletal cloth and surrounded the lower body.

——【Pure Evil】

The world of illusory concepts Something is gathering in his hand in response to Galo's trumpet blowing.

Jia Luo held the weapon that slowly grew and lengthened like the freezing effect-the twisted gun body was covered with thorns full of barbs from the beginning to the end.

The thorn even penetrated Jia Luo's palm, soaking the tip of the spear with blood that was more chaotic than the abyss.

The lines engraved on the body shone like breathing. Jia Luo stepped on the space under his feet with a cushion, then held the handle of the gun, stretched his hands and closed his eyes, and fell freely.

The dark cosmic space was visibly elongated by the naked eye, as if carrying the mass of the entire universe, Jia Luo attacked the five dragon spirits who were frozen in place with cold killing intent.

Coming from the sky, the sudden increase in pressure made their movements stunned.Difficult to maintain the floating body, the leader of the dragon spirit species raised his forehead, and the pupils shrunk into a straight line in an instant, reflecting the truth hidden by the tiny needles.

Surprise and anger then flooded his chest, and the idea of ​​communicating with his companions reached a consensus in a time that was beyond his mind's notice.

Desperately flapping their wings to straighten their bodies, and pointing their heads to the sky, they commanded the world with a unified language.

—— There is a compartment in the space.

——The elf got the command.

Everything that could be used turned into an invisible wall, blocking the direction of Jia Luo's fall.

This special form of power utilization made Jia Luo smile.

Then he corrected his posture in the air in an instant, slowed down the falling speed, and threw the spear that had been charged back to the limit in his arm and threw it downward.

The world, like glass, is shattered and fragile.

The spear seemed to be successfully redirected by the dragon spirits, staggering their massive bodies.

However, the vertical pupils that followed his slowly moving line of sight revealed fear in the next moment.

There is not a trace of power fluctuations.

Where the stabbing spear disappeared, what appeared instead was an aura that made the world tremble.

"[Billions of Darkness]"

Eyes opened, Jia Luo's pupils lost focus.

Then came a deep death.

Chapter 48 Draconic Resistance

- back in time

Looking at the sky completely covered in red dust in a happy mood, Rene Zillman is leading his subordinates out for a tour flight.As one of the cadres of the [Yanlong] participating war group, it has become a habit to swear their powerful existence by raging the earth every day.

They were once wild dragons in the wild, forces of pure admiration.They didn't officially have their own destination until the powerful man in the name of [King] declared war to the whole world and ruthlessly included all forces outside the sphere of influence of [Smart Dragon].

Random catharsis, wanton killing, as long as they are not their kind, they can all be regarded as enemies of the race.

The corners of their ferocious mouths are grinning with blood. On the pure black appearance that is opposite to the tyranny of the heart, with the flight and flapping of the wings, the blood that had stained the whole body just now dripped and dissipated.

As a small program to adjust life, Rene Zillman set the goal of this trip on several monster species that have been popular in the world in the past century, and seem to have the title of "Four Heavenly Kings".

Created by the Phantasmal Species second only to the Deity Species, they claim to be even stronger than the Flügel Species.

It's just that judging from the actual combat situation, the one-sided tragic situation, apart from splashing dirty blood on it, couldn't even bring it a little excitement of fighting.

The companions brought by being careful can only be reduced to sitting in the audience, laughing and "ridiculing" its embarrassment.

However, in order to show his strongest dominance, Rene Zillman pushed several juniors into the bloody mud pool and let them taste this good dessert.

In short, the harmless ridicule and ridicule among the same kind is enough to fill the emptiness of their day today.

Of course, it would be more perfect without this sudden and dramatic change in the weather.

"Zilman...!!!"

The elves fluctuated and trembled in a wide range, feeling the emotion from the space, the whole body of the five dragon spirits tensed up.