Nidhogg Can't Keep Up

A giant dragon thousands of meters across the sky, wrapped in flames, charged at Azathoth, Emperor Qitian watched silently, and pushed it regardless of the flames.

Then, under the eyes of everyone, the black dragon's body was burning from the inside out, and the pair of golden dragon eyes were still indifferent. He finally opened his mouth and spit out the first syllable, that syllable is called——

dead!

PS1: I'm sorry that I didn't find a suitable BGM. It's really sad. I can't find a BGM bonus for such a crazy picture.To be honest, Lukado, Yakumoya can have a lot of BGM, but Ned Hogg... I haven't found it yet.

PS2: Some people may think that I have written Abandon as weak, and some people may think that I have written A as strong, um... What do you think?

PS3: Finally, with all due respect, there is a fart to use!Being handsome is a lifetime thing!As long as you can continue to be handsome, you are the strongest!

right!

NO.63: Shady!The trophy was hacked by the organizer!

NO.63: End?Maybe.

(Maybe the mobile phone will arrive this afternoon. It’s really troublesome for the guy who borrowed the mobile phone to die all day long. Is he going to die if he can’t read novels for two hours?!)

Dragons have an almost pathological pursuit of power. On the one hand, they have rich emotions, and on the other hand, they can throw those into the altar for power.

For example, on the one hand, they will be sad for the death of the same kind, and on the other hand, they can devour the bodies of the same kind for the sake of strength.

Such a contradictory creature.

It's not really contradictory, it's just too realistic...

"Do you want power that much?" A voice asked once, but I can't remember who it was.

Isn't this a matter of course?Without strength, one cannot protect important things, not even oneself...

In the past, it was because of his lack of strength that he regretted so much, and the opportunity to make up for it finally came. He must hold on to his strength, even if he is in the abyss of crime and punishment!

"Kill kill kill kill!!!"

"Hate! Resentment!..."

"Why don't you die!!!"

"Crueling! Strangling! Shooting!..."

……

The evil in this world, bearing the curse of six billion people, sounds lofty, but in fact it is like being in a mental hospital that cannot be quiet all the time, at least that's what Ned Hogg thinks.

Cursing and swearing turned a deaf ear, and Ned Hogg was bearing the burning signal transmitted by the nerves of the whole body.The evil of this world helped him build a huge dragon body, and he also gained absolute control of the body, but his consciousness was at the center of the evil of this world-this is a mental hospital full of negative energy mental patients who retaliate against society what!

He will not be killed by the black mud, "evil" may be able to assimilate "despair", but it is absolutely indelible, not to mention that he is a child of the world.

But pain was unavoidable, and he endured levels of pain beyond the reach of human beings.

However, even with the power gained in this way, even if he used the final plan, using the dragon body as a bomb, as the carrier of the Yanling Candle Dragon, the dragon body made of black mud exploded and severely smeared Azathoth's face.The invisible barrier of power shattered in the radiance that was more blazing than the sun, Azathoth seemed to be stunned, unable to believe that there was really a power that could break him in this world.

But what's the use?

The fireworks released guided by the body have ended, the barrier collapsed, but no one attacked.

No, there are "people"!

A ray of white light flashed across, reflecting Gao Jie's stalwart figure.

——Abandoning the Heavenly Emperor!

Swing down the magic tool in hand!

The power is concentrated but not dispersed, without great momentum.

"Go back, Azathoth!" It was the first time he cursed like this, and Emperor Qitian's mood fluctuated greatly.

He finally had a chance to fight back. Since the two worlds were disturbed by this guy before, it seemed like a beginning. Every time he came to a world, this guy would follow him, which even hurt him. What's worse, he wanted to destroy Human beings are meant to cleanse the world, but when this guy appears, even the world will collapse.

Emperor Qitian is called Destroyer and occupies his authority, but he is not as good as Azathoth in this respect.

Although the "love" that Naiyazi said is a joke, it really can't explain the enigmatic attachment, and there is nothing wrong with calling him a "lunatic".

After three conflicts, this time he finally had a chance to win back.

The huge weapon was lifted lightly in his hands, drawing a bright trajectory, and the blood flowed like a bank. Even if you are a god, you have to obediently obey the laws of physics when you are injured.

Uncle Newton, rest in peace.

The space around Azathoth began to distort, piercing screams resounded throughout the world, all creatures heard the screams, and everyone covered their ears, the screams were full of chaos but strangely organized, as if they were telling something , but it just makes people feel nauseous.

The shriveled tentacles suddenly stretched out, standing over Japan, Azathoth endured the pain and continued to connect to the world. Tentacle-like granulation grew from the broken wound, intending to forcibly repair the wound.

boom!

The black "evil" erupted from the misty sea water, like magma rushing out of a volcano. The contact between the black mud and the sea water was instantly filled with steam, and surrounded by steam and surrounded by magma, there was a black monster in the center.

Sharp bony spurs protrude from the body, the exposed skin all over the body is covered with scales, the long black hair is thrown behind him, the black membrane wings burst open, and the golden pupils are like torches.

He was so ferocious yet so majestic, everything happened within a few seconds, the ferocious monster was lifted into the sky by the black mud, he waved his membrane wings, accelerated again, and the direction was Azathoth.

In his hand is a long knife with a white handle that everyone is familiar with.

Raising the knife, the light of the knife surrounded all the tentacles in the spherical space, and scorching chaotic blood fell from the sky.

"President!" Nid Hogg's voice was deep and hoarse, but with a heavy majesty.