Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 207 Brave young man, go and rebel against the invincible Creator!

"Tsk, the beating was really brutal, but these guys are one with me. How come one or two of them didn't hold their shit in?"

On the turbulent battlefield.

Scenes of battles clearly emerged from the mirror. As the culprit, Itarek still looked the same. Ge You lay lazily, admiring the scene of the clones competing for the final victory.

he knows.

In fact, all the clones are dissatisfied with themselves, but Tezzolo is the most obvious one and the one with the strongest will.

But Itarek didn't care.

It has been 39720 years since I broke the dragon egg and was born into this world.

He has also grown from an ignorant young dragon to the ancient and terrifying ancient dragon now. All giant dragons surrender under his dragon wings, secretly controlling the development and evolution of the entire world behind the scenes.

If compared with the human civilization that existed for about 7000 years in the previous life, Itarek has now gone through more than five stages of human civilization!

It is no exaggeration to say that he is now a living history book!

Perhaps at the very beginning.

After experiencing the shattering and reshaping of his three views, Itarek's only goal is to become stronger and survive the storm of the war between the worlds.

But after such a long time and bloody battles one after another.

Under the influence of dragon instincts and souls from previous lives.

The ferocious monster quietly tore open the shell made of ordinary life, and the flame of ambition grew and burned little by little, eventually forming Itarek's goal that was completely out of his heart, but completely different from the original!

He is going to get stronger!

But it's not just for the reason of continuing such a feeble self, but to go to a higher place to see what kind of existence are those gods who are high above and who have formulated the game of the gods! !
Nearly 4 years have passed, and in the future that is visible to the naked eye, Itarek can continue to survive for at least 4 years!
Could it be that after such a long time, which far exceeded the limit of any human imagination in previous lives, he still could not face death with satisfaction?

There is nothing to regret.

Even if this world was destroyed in the first war of the worlds, he would also be buried in it.

Itarek can be sure that at the last moment of his life, what he will show will not be as ugly as tears streaming down his face. Instead, he will be relieved that his long and ancient life has finally come to an end——!
It's not easy, I'm finally going to die! !

But if you can survive.

In other words, he stood out from the war of all realms and gradually approached those terrifying gods who mastered all kinds of unpredictable powers.

One day, Italek might have the chance to replace him driven by his ambition!
Should he simply end this eternal game, or should the boy slay the dragon finally become a dragon?

Italek really wanted to try to see if he could drag the lofty god down from the altar. Even if he gave up his already too long life for this, there was nothing to regret!
The fundamental goal has changed, but becoming stronger is the eternal theme.

From ancient times to the present.

Countless lives have died directly at the hands of Itarek, and there are even more countless souls born through indirect control!
Does a doppelgänger like Tezzolo deserve mercy?
Of course.

From the moment he was born into the world, he has never been in control of his own destiny. He has been Italek's puppet from beginning to end, doing everything he can for a fight that he doesn't really care about!
Are the elites of various races and the vast number of civilians who died because of the two ancient wars that affected the whole world pitiful?

Of course.

The War of the Ancients did not need to break out, even if the tragic war would still exist in the world, the number of casualties would not be as shocking as the one led by Itarek!
If what Italek has done is revealed, there is no doubt that the Black Dragon Lord will become the sworn enemy of countless races overnight! !
Even among the Dragon Clan.

Both the colorful dragons and the metal dragons have long forgotten their sectarian views and surrendered to the subtle education. They even enthusiastically sang their kindness in front of Deathwing, who once almost massacred their race to extinction!

If such a giant dragon were placed 3 to [-] years ago, it would probably be regarded as a horror story by all the dragon clan at that time, right?
Of course Itarek knew what everything he did meant to the world and thousands of living beings.

Know what the 'right' thing to do is in the eyes of those races.

He could just let it go.

Let the whole world be in good weather, even if wars occasionally break out, but the overall situation is still controlled in a stable atmosphere to spend these tens of thousands of years that seem to never see an end, and will never end.

But is this really good?
The first ancient war planned by Itarek brought a new realm called legend to the world, breaking the extraordinary bottleneck and greatly increasing the world's risk resistance limit!

From this moment on, even now, we will engage in the war of all realms.

If it takes less than 2 years to fight against planets that are over 10 years old, this world will no longer have no chance of winning!

The Second Ancient War destroyed the Arcane Empire, which was showing a vague monopoly trend, put an end to the trend of elves' degeneration, and gave other races a precious breathing space!

All the stars gather and a hundred flowers bloom.

No race can rely on the advantage of the forerunners and consume the world's potential in the internal friction of maintaining its own status. It can only strive for strength in evenly matched struggles!
In the visible future.

More legends and even demigods will continue to appear, constantly adding depth and vitality to the world.

In the end, the force controlled by this world was gradually raised to a level unimaginable on other planets, laying a great advantage in advance for the war between the worlds that has nearly 4 years left!
For elves.

A world where the glory of the Arcane Empire spreads to every corner is their ideal world.

For dwarves.

A place where all kinds of minerals are inexhaustible and where you can drink countless fine wines is a true paradise.

And in human eyes.

A world that can satisfy all their noble and despicable desires is a utopia that everyone is flocking to!
But for this world, for world consciousness was the mission entrusted to Itarek.

Only a world that is prosperous and whose overall strength is climbing towards a more powerful peak is what it most wants to be -! !

Italek has long been without rivals in the world.

However, if he wants to realize his arrogant ambition, then helping the world consciousness, backed by this increasingly powerful birth point, will undoubtedly be of great help to him!

The races are like carefully manicured flowers in Italek's garden.

At a critical moment in history, the sacrifice of some people is inevitable. After all, only by cutting off excess branches can they grow stronger and healthier.

Of course he can ignore it.

Let the ancient war never happen again, and let this world spend 10 years in peace and stability.

But all the gifts of fate have already been marked with a secret price!
When the war of all realms comes, these hidden dangers that were once buried in disdain will eventually erupt in a cruel form!

Until then.

What's more, sacrifices hundreds of times greater than those in the ancient war will appear on this planet. No matter how much you cry, there will be no chance to start over! !
Itarek is the ruthless gardener.

Harvest countless lives, pay this world's precious hope, allow it to walk with you, and look forward to one day looking directly at the unattainable gods!
And in this process, the resentment in the body and mind is just a trivial episode.

Itarek can understand.

Even if you think about it, you will probably make a similar decision yourself.

But he will show no mercy.What Itarek cares about is only the extremely rare few existences, and the second is the ambition to stand side by side with the gods.

They are just rebellious clones. None of the clones, including Tezzolo, knew that if Itarek really wanted to eliminate hidden dangers, they would not even allow him to have the idea of ​​resisting him!

But compared to such boring caution, Italek wanted to see some bright spots that could surprise him.

They are just puppets.

Even if he tries to cut off the resistance that is implicated in him, and even his determination to work hard and sharpen his sword for thousands of years to fight, it has long been invisible under Itarek's expectant gaze!

How wonderful.

Abandoning everything and gaining the fearlessness gained through thousands of bloody battles.

Isn't this gleam of brilliance born from the golden spirit the prototype of the immortal power that I have been seeking so hard?
Compared to his clone, he is a well-deserved stronger person.

But compared to a god like the Five-Colored Dragon Mother who transcends the limits, isn't Italek at this moment similar to a clone who has no power to fight back?

However, this uncompromising fire of resistance was born from the clone's resistance to fate.

It will definitely bring valuable reference to Itarek, inject earth-shaking changes like a qualitative change into the immortal power he is about to give birth to, and lay a chance of victory for the God-killing rebellion that he may set off in the future!
And on the battlefield.

The two of them were unaware that everything was being planned, and the fierce battle gradually came to an end.

Crashed.

Tezolo swung the Blood Slaughter Blade with all his strength, bursting with rage, and the tyrannical scarlet rage made him look unreal, and every slash would bring a terrible crit!

Julian's performance seemed much simpler, but his aura steadily improved as the battle progressed!
The ring of anger brought him leaps in strength time and time again, but the spiritual judgment that came with it was offset by the unity of heaven and man to less than one-thousandth of the original!

Not to mention the Demonic Ring, which greatly enhances mental resistance. After weakening it twice, it means that the battery life that Julian needs to worry about the most is basically no longer a problem.

On the contrary, it will be accompanied by the prolongation of the war.

The pressure brought on Tezzolo became increasingly difficult to resist, and his own strength had already expanded to more than twice its original size!
The pulse-cutting finger thrust out at lightning speed, pricking bloody holes in Tezzolo's body on the spot.

There was a sudden pause of anger, as if something hard was blocking it, causing Tezzolo's originally powerful offensive to have an uncoordinated weakness.

boom! boom! boom!
A set of close blows were fired.

However, Tezoro is not a squishy profession like the Lich after all. His experience of being addicted to melee combat for thousands of years has made him react immediately, relying on pure fighting skills to get a little breathing room!
boom--

Angry flames swept across.

When held in Tezoro's hand, the power erupted from the Blood Slaughter Death Blade was obviously several times more powerful than Kamala's!
Ultimately, this is a killing weapon built for warriors, and the Blood Killing Death Blade obviously prefers Tezoro's bloody nature!
Cleave!

Death storm!

Feeling the terrifying pressure on the other side, which was as irresistible as a mountain toppling over, all the bones in Tezzolo's body were creaking, but he never took a step back.

Swah——

The ax blade was swung out.

The continuous slashes were like a storm that swept everything, cutting Kamala's body crazily. After a long battle, the body that was supposed to be indestructible finally became dripping with blood. It was obvious that it had withstood the attack of Tezzolo and had no impact on Julian. It’s not a pleasant thing!

Another round of mental judgment came, and the aura on Julian's body became more majestic again.

King Kong glared.

An angry shout suddenly broke out, and the roar with a controlling effect could not make Tezzolo pause for a moment.

Only the angry flames on his body became a little hotter, and the so-called demon-breaking effect contained in it seemed to have shifted towards breaking the ban.

The heart fire is not extinguished, and the mad battle continues!
Withstanding the attack from Julian, Tezzolo completely gave up his defense.

The advantage he had accumulated with difficulty in the early stage finally broke through into a qualitative change, which was enough for him to open a gap. He was bound to kill Julian, who had become extremely powerful, on the spot before the next mental judgment came!

As if feeling Tezolo's will.

The scale of the angry flames expanded rapidly, visible to the naked eye. With just a flick of the ax blade, all the undead tribe in front were burned up in the fire!
The sea of ​​​​fire descends.

Tezolo grasped the fleeting time point on the battlefield with extremely precise intuition, and then resolutely blew the horn to turn defeat into victory!
Boost your energy and punch.

A 'Thunder Fist' instantly penetrated Tezzolo's chest, and his fragile heart was shattered without hesitation by Julian's burst of internal power.

However, Tezzolo didn't seem to feel it. The burning fire in his heart replaced the continuation of life. He looked crazy and insisted on launching attacks on Julian!
The chains were wrapped around him, trapping Julian in place.

Tezzolo, who had completely liberated all his combat power, was so powerful that even Julian couldn't help but take a step back.

But once you retreat, your body will no longer be able to stop!
boom--! !

The ax fell wildly.

Split the shield formed by internal force, cut off the blessing brought by the fearless ring, and destroy the strengthening of the commandment given by the unity of heaven and man.

Tezolo's eyes were red, and he launched an angry charge on the way of attacking Julian in a storm, arousing his heart fire at any cost, and strengthening himself to the limit when he was infinitely close to death!

The muscles of the whole person are all bulging, like a giant made of steel.

Bloody beheadings occurred again and again.

Under the influence of the Blood Slaughter Death Blade, Julian seemed to see a ferocious evil ghost roaring at him, eager to eat flesh and bones, and destroy everything in him!
The flames are burning.

Under the urging of the owner, the fireworks, which are obviously capable of growth, have various effects that are rapidly updated and iterated, leaving Julian unable to break free from the chains burning with angry flames for a while, and he can only let the Tezolo Pig advance suddenly!
When the charge is over, it is the moment of victory!
Realize this.

Julian simply gave up struggling and devoted all his energy to defense. A layer of golden light gradually appeared on the bloody skin, and the effect of the unity of heaven and man was suddenly reached to the limit!
"I'm going to grind you into dust-!!"

growl.

Every time Tezzolo slashed, Julian retreated a little. Thousands of attacks were carried out in the blink of an eye, causing the golden light on Julian's body to be overwhelmed and dim.

Blood rage!
Brutal beheading!

On the eve of the end of his inner fire, Tezzolo squeezed out the last bit of strength in his body, and controlled his furious body with his cold reason to strike this unparalleled terrifying blow! !

In front of the sharp edge, the previously solid earth was easily separated like tofu, and an abyss thousands of meters long was actually carved out by Tezzolo with an axe-!
And Julian's eyes widened suddenly.

The real damage caused by the beheading ignored all defenses and robbed him of his last life amidst the joyous hum of the Blood Killing Blade.

In an instant, it passed over the neck and chopped off the golden head!

Only Tezzolo's frozen figure was left.

Standing still in the column of blood soaring into the sky, he still maintained the iron-blooded posture of swinging the ax blade and slashed behind the monk!
The outcome has been decided—! !

(End of this chapter)