Arad's Sword

Chapter 559 The Power of Thunder and Fire
And when Alex and Thor are finally ready to take on their enemies, a similar conversation is taking place on the other side, between Engman and Lillian.

In the end, though, they too decided to stay.

Since the Black Dragon Conference, Midi has created countless miracles, from the first level 65 against Shelly at level 68, to defeating the "Ice Queen" Katerina. It can be said that he turned the impossible into the possible again and again .

So this time, the two are also looking forward to it, maybe Midi can create a miracle again, defeating a strong man with the power of the domain without the power of the domain himself!
On the other hand, the four sons of the dragon who rushed into the battlefield to make meritorious deeds, immediately chose to run away without hesitation when they saw the appearance of two strong men with domain power.

"Hmph, with him being a level 68 professional, he wants to fight against the experts in the field. He is courting death."

"Ice Queen" Katerina snorted coldly, looking at Midi who was busy fleeing in the air, with a hint of schadenfreude in her tone.

"However, this guy is quite capable of daring to confront the strong in the field."

"King of Slaughter" Ivanov smacked his lips, with a trace of fanaticism in his eyes.

However, this emotion was quickly interrupted by the words of the "Queen of Beasts".

"That's not courage, but stupidity. When confronting the strong in the field, Midi can only be killed in seconds, and then this battlefield will collapse immediately, and everyone will be slaughtered. We must leave immediately and return to the dark Go to Dragon City, where there are three giant dragons guarding it, even the strongest in the domain cannot attack it."

Immutisari reminded coldly, and at the same time, began to summon the flying mount.

"Wouldn't it be better to try to bring back some real dragon fighters?"

Aside, "King of the Iron Wall" Shi Gefen finally spoke.

Although he is tall, his mind is not rough, but can be described as delicate.

The reason why Midi was able to establish this alliance of true dragons and exclude them, the sons of dragons, was largely because he saved a large number of true dragon fighters in the first battle with the devil.

This allowed Midi, a human being, to establish a huge prestige invisibly. Coupled with his personal strength and the support of "Thunder King" Odin, becoming the leader of the alliance was a matter of course.

Now, it is also a similar situation. Since Midi and Odin are not far from death, it happens to be an opportunity to replace them.

After all, no matter how strong the Son of the Dragon is, it is impossible for him to be a bare-bones commander. After all, he still needs the support of a certain number of real dragon fighters to be able to establish meritorious service in such a war.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I can only hide in Dragon City for these three months, and the trial will completely lose its meaning.

It can be said that now is a great opportunity to add insult to injury.

Obviously, Immutisari was quite moved by this proposal, but she glanced at the situation of the battle, and finally shook her head.

"It's too late. This time is different from the previous one. We don't have so much time to win over other people. Let's leave directly!"

Immutisari's eyes showed a resolute look.

The next moment, the huge black obsidian roc had appeared from the void, accompanied by several smaller stone obsidian birds, the son of the dragon and their real dragon fighters immediately got on their mounts without looking back He rushed out towards the outside of the battlefield.

"Hmph, look, in the face of absolute power, no one can remain calm! The army you have worked so hard to build is already frightened!"

Glancing at the Hei Yao Dapeng going away, "Deep Hell Refining Demon" Mamun spoke condescendingly to Midi in a mocking tone.

"That's not a fighter under my command." Midi sneered, still focusing on the demon, "Or, as a level 71 powerhouse, you only use words?"

"Okay, there is a kind! Human, I will definitely take out your soul, and then seal it in the crystal diamond, and suffer day and night!"

Mamun laughed back angrily, and then, the huge palm of flames had covered it again.

However, after the initial disadvantage, Midi also became familiar with Mamon's "Fire Field".

At the moment when the palm fell, he had already activated the teleportation ability of "Tianxiang Dragon Strike", and directly dodged away.

"It's useless, I have already planted a mark of flames on you, no matter where you go, I can find you."

Mamon sneered and continued to put psychological pressure on Midi.

And Midi showed a calm smile as always, and asked: "What if I hide in the Dark Dragon City? Will you keep guarding outside? I really want to know how long you will guard, your Boss, will you agree?"

"What did you say!"

In Mamun's eyes, real magic fire suddenly surged.

Even a small human being regards him as the subordinate of that Beelzebub, how can he bear it?
In fact, Midi is not sure about the relationship between the two high-level demons, the ice and the fire.

However, from the prudent style of the demon front at the beginning, to the surprise attack tactics of the demon army on the battlefield later, he judged that the generals of the demon army had temporarily changed.

And now that ice demon is a little bit stronger than this fire demon.

That's why Midi tried to use the relationship between the two to provoke.

But at this moment, Mamon's face and eyes said everything.

Midi stabbed his sore spot and his reverse scales.

In addition, it is of course impossible for Mamun to allow Midi to escape back to the Dark Dragon City.

If he is a level 71 field expert and a demon with the title of viscount, if he can't even kill enemies at level 68, then no matter how big Beelzebub's mistakes are, he won't have the chance to regain the favor of the demon lord .

In the worst case, both he and Beelzebub can only be subordinated to others, and the demon lord Degopes will send the No.3 demon general!

Therefore, whether it is to vent his anger or to avoid a drop in evaluation, it is absolutely impossible for Mamon to allow Midi to escape.

Just at this time, Midi ran away.

He no longer dodged back and forth around Mamon, but left the battlefield in a straight line and rushed towards the direction of the Dark Dragon City!
"Leave me!"

Mammon let out a deafening growl.

The next moment, he vibrated his wings violently, and chased after him even faster!

At the same time, the huge palm of flame woven by the power of the domain was projected directly in front of Midi by Mamun, blocking his way like an insurmountable wall of flame.

In just a split second, Midi was trapped in the net set by Mamon.

In desperation, Midi could only turn around and charged towards Mamon in the opposite direction.

After all, the entire "Fire Field" is on the opposite side, but here, it's just a demon, and the gap is relatively large.

But this move only triggered a burst of piercing laughter from Mamon.

"Human, do you think you can escape from my palm?"

Roaring, he pulled out a three-meter-long huge flame-burning long knife from the void, and was about to slash down on Midi.

As soon as the flame knife was taken out, the air on the entire battlefield immediately began to boil, and even Beelzebub, the bone demon of the ice prison on the other side, changed slightly.

Obviously, he didn't know that Mamon had such a hole card.

This is a weapon that even the strongest in the field will feel afraid of.

Midi, who is only at level 68, is of course even less likely to be able to block such a blow.

However, in the face of the inevitable death situation, Midi not only did not show any panic or despair, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a smile with a sure chance of winning.

"Finally within 100 meters."

Midi said softly.

Accompanied by these words, three almost invisible gleams shot out from Midi's hand.

Looking at the smiling Midi, Mamon suddenly felt a very strong sense of crisis.

However, before he had time to stop, the three gleams of light had already shot from three directions: up, down and in front.

The next moment, three small suns slowly rose above the battlefield.

At the same time as the three suns rose, three substantial shock waves swept across the entire battlefield.

Everyone—whether it's a demon, a real dragon fighter, or a golem who doesn't know how to fear and retreat, under these three shock waves, all have to kneel down, and those who have no time to kneel down directly Get blown away.

At the same time, three superimposed explosions sounded like rolling thunder, bombarding everyone's eardrums.

No one dared to open their eyes at this time, because once they did that, they would only be blinded on the spot.

The only thing they can do is to bear the violent shock wave above their heads, and at the same time feel the frenzied fluctuations of the magic power around them.

I don't know how long it took, when the whimpering of the surrounding wind finally stopped and the boiling magic power finally cooled down, people dared to raise their heads and looked at the sky tremblingly.

Above the battlefield, the scarlet red that was originally dyed by the "Flame Domain" of "Deep Prison Demon" Mamun has completely disappeared, not even a single flame left behind.

Of course, the "flame domain" cannot be blown away by the shock wave. The power of the domain cannot be broken by brute force alone.

The complete disappearance of the flame belonging to Mamun meant only one thing.

Mammon is dead!

Just at that moment!

He obviously has an absolute advantage, and he is clearly sure of winning, even chasing and killing his opponent a second ago.

But after the three little suns exploded, this level 71 domain expert didn't even leave a trace of scum, and was wiped out without even a last word!

Only the huge flame knife he pulled out from the void survived intact.

However, the surface of this flame knife has also become extremely dim, it looks like charcoal charcoal.

It fell from mid-air, but in the end, it was firmly grasped by the handle by a powerful hand.

"This weapon is not bad. It can withstand the attack of thunder, fire and explosive bombs. I will accept it."

Midi's voice resounded on the silent battlefield.

The voice was not loud, but it sounded so mysterious and awe-inspiring.

(End of this chapter)