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Chapter 143 Sword Demon
Creator.

Cast Star Dragon King.

This name is a taboo existence, born before the civilization of the universe.

According to ancient records, it is the creator of everything, the creator of the stars in the universe.

In today's Great Temple, there are still ancient murals hanging. When the ancestors of Shurima built the Sun God Disk, they witnessed the coming of the dragon and worshiped it.

Such an existence could easily destroy the entire continent, and even this star.

Renekton felt his heart beat faster.

"The Dragon King of Casting Stars was actually enslaved by the giant gods?"

Hearing the disbelief in Renekton's words, the Sword Demon sneered: "The giant gods have always been good at playing tricks and tricks. They used star souls to create a huge crown for the Dragon King, but this is not just a crown. It was a chain. The Dragonlord was forced to obey the orders of the Titans."

"This is some information that I have only spied out after traveling for a hundred years..." The Sword Demon continued: "The Dragon King should have traveled in the universe, it is the embodiment of rules, and it should have existed independently without any restrictions. But now However, the rules are in the hands of a group of people, and they can be changed at will... There are constant disputes in Valoran, but as long as the Dragon King is still in the hands of the giant gods, no matter how the situation changes, it is only a matter of time before the giant gods want to destroy the world."

The Sword Demon stood there quietly, waiting for Renekton's answer.

There is an undying hatred between him and Targon Peak. Although these thousand years have made him extremely powerful, it is indeed a bit powerless to face the many protoss of Targon Peak alone without help.

These protoss also possess the power of gods.

"What do you want to do?"

"Release the Dragon King from the control of the Giant God Peak!" The sword demon showed a fanatical expression on his face, and the blood sword in his hand began to twist and shout: "This level of existence has been enslaved by the Giant God Clan for thousands of years with despicable means , as long as it is given freedom, Targon is destined to be destroyed!"

"I need to discuss with Azir." Renekton gritted his teeth.

Hearing such an answer, the Sword Demon shook his head, and said: "Azir will not agree. Although his ambition is grand, it is limited to staying in the Valoran continent, and he can't see the existence above the universe at all. And , and its power is not suitable for fighting against the gods of war."

"You underestimate Azir..." Renekton stared at the Sword Demon, and asked for a long time, "How should we contact the Dragon King?"

"Arouse the star spirits who control the Dragon King to appear, let's kill them one by one, so that they have no chance to react." The sword demon said indifferently: "The crown that blocks the Dragon King is composed of the will of many star spirits. Once their consciousness appears Conflict or chaos, the power of the blockade will gradually weaken. As long as the critical line is reached, the Dragon King will break free from the blockade by himself."

How to decide?
Renekton was lost in thought.

He had also heard about the mighty power of the Star Forging Dragon King, far surpassing the gods and demons in Valoran, and being the Creator above all.

If you can touch its power, it must be an indistinguishable creation.

But the consequences of failure are also very serious, and the Titans are likely to anger Shurima because of this, and use the power of the Dragon King to fight.

"I need time to think about it." Renekton said, "I will give you an answer soon."

The Sword Demon nodded, but did not rush to force Renekton to make a decision.

"I will come back to see you in three days." The Sword Demon fluttered his wings and soared into the sky again: "I will let you see my sincerity and make a decision as soon as possible!"

Inside the Great Temple.

Renekton talked about his worries. In all honesty, he wanted to agree to the sword demon's invitation. Targon's position was too detached, like a huge royal court floating in the sky of Valoran, watching it indifferently. With the constant changes of Valoran continental forces.

With Targon, no matter how far Shurima has developed, as long as the protoss want to, Shurima can be brought back to its original form at any time.

This is the mighty power of the Star Casting Dragon King.

Covering the entire star field, destroying the stars of the continent with a wave of hands.

Existence above the true god.

"The Titans used chains to control the creator of the universe," Renekton said, "Shurima thousands of years ago seemed powerful, but he was still unable to set foot in the area where Mount Targon is located. This has already explained some problems."

"This time, do you want to go back to Shurima's previous route, or go a step further..."

Azir didn't speak, but stared at the phantom of the eternal dragon on the ancient mural for a long time.

silence.

A dead silence.

"I've already died once."

Azir suddenly spoke.

"Won't fear a second death."

"The Giant God Peak..."

"If you can stand on the top of that mountain, you will be able to see a wider continent, right?"

Renekton understood the meaning of Azir's words.

"It's a big gamble."

"Win, Shurima will reach unprecedented heights, and rule the galaxy; if you lose, you will be smashed to pieces, and there is no room for recovery." Sivir, who stood aside, paused for a moment, and then said again: "Are you sure you want to bet on it?" ?”

Azir nodded.

Knowing the opponent's intention, Renekton turned and left the Great Temple.

then.

Hei Huang and Duan De were found in a certain treasure storehouse in the palace, and had a brief exchange with them.

……

Freljord.

The sword demon walked quietly on the ice field, and the violent bloody evil spirit swept away, as if deliberately announcing his arrival.

On the top of the mountain in the distance, stood a stout god.

Beside the god, there is also a giant bear standing proudly.

The majestic fighting spirit rose between the two sides, and the sword demon raised the blood sword in his hand, flapping his wings and leaping towards the mountain peak.

"Freljord, the last time I set foot here was the time when I slaughtered the tribe..." The sword demon sneered loudly, twisting the blade in his hand, and roared loudly at the two gods standing on the top of the mountain: "Ornn , that time, you were hiding in your own cave, and you didn't even dare to come out the door!"

Aoun held a huge hammer in his hand, shining with the light of divine fire, staring at the sword demon rushing below, his face became ugly.

"This lunatic who only knows how to kill!" Thunder roared and twisted his neck, and began to clench his fists tightly: "He actually wants to deal with two gods at the same time!"

"It killed gods." Ornn said suddenly, his eyes fixed: "And there are more than one."

The sword demon roared crazily, and swung his sword towards the mountain, drowning in violent blood.

The ice rocks cracked and debris flew.

Ornn and the bear began to fight back, and the fire and thunder sounded at the same time.

At the same time, there was a huge vibration from the horizon of the ice sheet, as if an army was constantly marching.

The Sword Demon turned his head and looked over.

An army of tens of thousands of people is wearing iron armor, and the woman at the head holds an ice bow.

"Ash..."

Then, the sword demon turned his attention to the naked barbarian man next to the woman, holding a ferocious big knife.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"We meet again, Tryndamere... my most satisfying work."

(End of this chapter)