I, the Heir of Heroes

Rene Zillmann saw it and heard it.

The figure exuding the aura that made the world tremble was standing on the dragon body, speaking in a calm tone full of chills:

"【May you be sure to count yourself evil】"

Chapter 50 Power

The world has become a toy to be played around with. Frequent space fluctuations and raging dragon roars have once again devastated this planet.

Breaking free from the shackles of the breath impact, stepping on the dragon spirit that was fleeing with all its strength, the black prosthetic limbs that expanded from the back wings grabbed the dragon horns of the attacking enemy.

[One-half of Avesta's fake book], which gave Galo the effect of avoiding the same attack, curse, and weakening skills for the second time or even countless times.

Jia Luo didn't even take a look at the destructive breath that covered his whole body again.

On the red sky filled with gunpowder smoke, on the desolate and desolate land, the falling of two dragon spirits set off smoke and dust all over the sky.

The wings behind him were torn off by Jia Luo, and then turned into chains that devoured the essence of the elves, firmly locking the two dragon spirits to the ground.

Unwillingly fanning the dragon's wings, the chains binding the long neck were connected and broken, broken and connected under the struggle of the dragon spirit.He raised his head with all his strength, and the red light flashed from his chest again quickly spread to his mouth.

It's just that, suddenly, the chains that were full of black lights shrank instantly, and the power that had been condensed by the dragon essence seemed to be swallowed up, turning into a little bit of starlight and dissipating around the mouth.

The eyes of the dragon spirits who had lost their strength suddenly dimmed, and their flapping wings also drooped and limp.

The ground was trembling, and the ferocious head finally fell down, but the occasional twitch could still reflect the opponent's life state.

Seeing the targets finally settled down, Jia Luo stood on the dragon's head, and opened his palms to them with anger and killing intent.

"[May you be sure to be evil]!"

As the plain voice fell, the surrounding space seemed to be a bit darker, and countless dark rays of light that were difficult to see with the naked eye fell from the boundless sky and converged towards the two bodies on the ground.

The treasure was successfully unfolded, but in reality, there were not so many opportunities for Jia Luo to enjoy the results.

His pupils instantly looked to one side, and Jia Luo frowned.

With killing intent that turned into substance, Rene Zillman, whose head was obviously bigger than a circle, was diving towards Jia Luo from a high altitude regardless of everything.

"Do you still hold the unexposed cards?"

If it is simply to go to the death to create an opportunity, so that the only dragon spirit can pass on the live news of what happened here, then it doesn't really matter which dragon is evacuated.

And with the gap in personality and strength between the two parties, Jia Luo didn't think the other party could see the hope of victory from it.

However, they still chose to take the lead in the charge without hesitation, and the dragon spirits, who never showed a trace of despair, still put the lives of their companions first.

"Beng Xiao...is that right?"

This only exists in vague records, and has never been introduced in detail. Even the skill of whether it really exists emerged from the depths of Jia Luo's mind.

Compared with this world, the lifespan of elves can only be regarded as negligible.The knowledge reserve in Xin Ke's mind has not yet been perfected to know everything.

Therefore, the backwardness of intelligence can only make Jia Luo make such a guess.

What effect does it have?In what form is it triggered?Are there signs of it taking effect? ...

And the most important thing is that the opponent thinks that kind of skill can transcend the shackles of the life level, and achieve the goal of the dragon spirit with absolute advantage.

"The absolute trump card for killing the gods...very good, I will take it!"

The slightly boiling blood made Jia Luo raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

Looking up at the indomitable huge body, Jia Luo kicked hard, stepped the dragon essence under his feet into the ground, and then jumped behind him.

Obviously, size isn't all an advantage.When the space is completely dominated by Jia Luo, the opponent's body that cannot move freely becomes the biggest target.

After driving Jia Luo away from his companion, Rene Zillman immediately spread his wings to protect the other two dragon spirits who had lost their power. Command the world.

——[Crush it]

The words of the dragon spirit, constructed in one sentence, shattered everything around it into residue at the atomic unit level.However, only the chain that still glowed with black light was intact.

"how is this possible!"

There was a look of disbelief in his eyes, and Zillman was shocked.

"Hey~ So that's it, a power similar to mine [power]... But, unfortunately, everything built with [pure evil] is the product of negative energy loss—that is to say, except for the most direct physical body Strength cannot be destroyed by other attributes."

"However, for now, let's reduce the number of people participating in the battle! I probably understand the source of your strength."

Calmly watching Zillman's all-out attempt, Jia Luo remained indifferent.

Glancing at the other two dragon spirits who were trying to entangle with them to delay time, he made such a decision.

The eyes are slightly opened, and the runes flashing in the depths of the pupils seem to be calling for something.

Then, disappearing in the next instant, Jia Luo escaped the bite of a dragon spirit and came to the top of Zilman's head.

Huge power was condensing, and the darkness that swallowed the light turned into a spear that penetrated the world and condensed in Jia Luo's hands.

Holding it high above his head, he made an offensive move to know the enemy's life at this moment.

Zillman, who was working hard at this time, certainly didn't have the extra energy to fully deal with the threat from above, not to mention the restrained companions below him.

However, there is no trace of tension in the sideways dragon head peeping at death.

What returned to meet it was its wide open maw—there, rays of light that were more dazzling than the sun were gushing out from it.