Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 654
At this moment, the former Ender was dead, replaced by a brass statue in the shape of a dragon.

The statue spread its wings and flew in the air, vowing to compete with the newly born god in front of it.

"After studying living spirits for so long, I finally used it on myself." Ander felt this new body, which was similar to the statue of the living spirits of the Dragon Clan, and Ander's own soul became a part of the statue. , temporarily manipulating the activities of the entire statue.

Ender soared high in the sky, and the huge dark tree in front of him grew white leaves, and the branches and leaves moved slowly in the extreme north wind, making a rustling sound.

In the next second, black mucus was secreted from the branches, surging like a living thing, turning into black fruits and falling from the branches and leaves.

Those black fruits split open in mid-air, and monsters with wings got out of them and rushed towards Ender who had turned into a statue.

But at this moment, Ander was like a powerful machine with infinite energy, he didn't even need to dodge, just a thought, and the flames spread from his fingertips, turning into a sea of ​​flames.

"Fire!" With an echoing voice echoing in the air, the elements captured by the World Tree activated and turned into flames and appeared in the sky.

A warlock is a profession that relies on instinct to cast spells. After becoming a legend, Ander didn't even need to chant too much to change the magic power around him, and when he merged with the Dragon King's authority, this ability became more fear.

The sea of ​​flames continued to spread in the sky. From the crimson red at the beginning, it gradually changed to blue and blue, and finally turned into an incandescent color like glass. The black monsters could not even make any figure in the sea of ​​flames, and they had already been caught in the sea of ​​flames. melted by the power.

At this moment, Ander is no longer a user of magic power, he is the master of magic power and the master of the world.

"earth!"

The wind and sand appeared in the fire, rolled together with the flames, and under the frozen permafrost for thousands of years, bits of metal flew out of the ground, turning into hot molten iron and melting into the sea of ​​flames.

The whole sky was illuminated as red as blood, and at this moment, the noise of twittering came from a distance. It was that countless creatures of the dragon blood subspecies had migrated and finally arrived under the World Tree.

Ander looked at the black monsters in the distance. At this moment, the existence of this level could no longer arouse his interest. When he walked around, the sea of ​​fire changed into a wall, blocking the way of dragon's blood subspecies creatures.

At the same time, the world tree in front of Ander moved, and with the tremor of the earth, dark roots rose from the ground, but the target was not Ander, but the group of dragon blood subspecies beasts that came from afar. .

The black roots rolled towards the group of crazy beasts like the tentacles of the ancient gods. In a moment, tens of thousands of monsters were resurrected by the World Tree. White silk threads stretched out from the roots, killing the group of monsters. Dead entangled in the roots of the tree.

On Ander's side, they also encountered new enemies.

"One, two, three, four, five...nineteen, twenty." Ander slowly counted the dragons of different shapes in front of him: "Twenty next-generation species, what a big deal."

It takes time for the dragons to wake up, and not all dragons are qualified to accompany the king, so even if the secret party digs three feet in the world, there will always be dragons that are missed.

But now, they were all awakened by the World Tree and became Ender's enemies.

Twenty second-generation species, hundreds of third-generation species, and thousands of other generations of dragons, these former rulers have lost the light of wisdom in their eyes, and they have become puppets of walking dead.

Maybe for them, it doesn't make any difference.

"wind!"

The air fluctuated, and violent gusts emerged from nothing, blowing away the snow-covered clouds high above the sky.

Ender looked at the dragons in front of him, the breath of thousands of dragons together was powerful enough to plunge the whole country into flames, but these creatures could only swing left and right in the strong wind summoned by Ender.

The sea of ​​fire that mixed the fiery metal was combined with the strong wind, and the fire took advantage of the wind to fuse the liquid metal in it together.

A huge fireball appeared in the sky, its size was almost the same as that of the world tree, and Ander took a last look at the trembling dragons in front of him, and got into the fireball without looking back.

But just a face-to-face, those inferior dragons fell down like dumplings, and such power was no longer something they could resist.

"water!"

In the fireball, Ander chanted the last words. He didn't like water, but for this world, fire, soil, geomantic omen and water are the basic elements that make up the whole world. When Ander uttered this word, the ocean below It started to surge.

Countless floes rose from the ocean and melted into black water in mid-air. The moment the water entered the sea of ​​fire, a boundless white mist rose into the sky.

A golden giant egg was suspended in the sky, and the humans on the distant icebreaker shivered under the shadow of the giant egg. Qiao Wei Ni stood on the side of the ship, and she could feel a kind of attraction from the blood.

"Then, what is it?" Giovanni muttered to himself, and finally said in disbelief: "Is that a god?"

At the same time, every dragonborn in the world felt the call from the blood, and something was different. The dragonborn warlocks walked out of the room and looked at the sky.

They saw a huge net, which was like the roots of trees, enveloping the whole world, and a huge amount of magic power surged in it.

That is the magic power extracted from the stratum by the world tree once, and through the millions of years of continuous breathing and circulation, the magic power network was finally formed, and the gods were hidden in it.

Ender is engraving his own existence into the magic net created by the World Tree. At this moment, he wants to completely grasp the magic circle network created by the World Tree.

"I take the breath of the giant dragon, the gold from the earth, the wind from the sky, and the ice from the polar regions, and I will build this immortal body." Ander's voice came from the golden giant egg, and a claw that was also shining with golden light grabbed it. Breaking the eggshell, exuding terrifying power:

"From now on, this body will forever suppress the magic net, and there is no need to come back!"

At that moment, a blazing light gushed out from the egg, and a thousand-meter-long brass dragon broke out of the egg. The magic net once made by the World Tree uttered softly, and it had already recognized the existence of Ander.

The multicolored cross was inlaid on the chest of the brass dragon, and the authority of the dragon king exuded an unpredictable light. The authority of the dragon king had already begun to merge with Ander, and countless whispers surfaced in his ears, but they could no longer affect him. to Ender's will.

Because he is already dead, he has become a living being, a dead thing that cannot be distorted.

The magic net is surging, ready to welcome the new god, and Ander, as he promised, will always live in this torrent of magic power, fit in with the Tao, and will never reappear.

The brass dragon slowly disappeared like a ghost, and every brass dragon descendant in the world felt the crazy growth of magic power in the body, and the authority of the world was opening the door to them.

"Come on, this is the final battle!"

(End of this chapter)