It’s getting harder and harder to be a villain these days

Later, she was impressed by a young male dragon and talked with him for a while.

During this period, this gentleman's male dragon did not even hold Cesilia's hand, and finally died in a war.

After that, Sisilia began her lonely journey to become a king, and tens of thousands of years later, she became the strongest dragon in her world.

After she became the unified king, she abolished the writing and weights and measures of all the world's races and adopted a unified writing, allowing her world to achieve rapid development in a short period of time.

Nowadays, the world of Sislia is almost ready to make a steam engine. Of course, this is the result of them not caring about technology, because their magic is already very convenient. If they had cared about it, they would probably have invented the steam engine long ago.

"This guy......."

Sisilia looked at Weekley's resolute profile. For a moment, it seemed that she was no longer the powerful dragon king, but a little girl being protected.

Feeling the strange gazes around him, Weekly turned around and found that it was Cesilia looking at him, which made Weekly a little confused.

"What's wrong, is there something on my face?"

Vickrey looked at Sisilia curiously and said.

Hearing this, Cesilia was stunned for a moment, and slightly raised the corners of her charming mouth, "No, I just found you quite handsome!"

"I just realized now that I've always been so handsome, right?" Weekley picked out his beauty.

The reason why Weekly can remain so calm even in critical moments

, is the shining sun in his hand that has been condensed for several seconds.

"You seem to be hiding something!"

Seeing Vickrey using such powerful moves, Ostongu showed a very strange expression on his face.

He didn't feel any magic power in Weekly just now, but he didn't expect that Weekly could actually hide such strength.

But Weekly's strength is only compared to that of humans. His majestic pure-blood clan will not be afraid of this level of attack.

But just when he underestimated Weekley's magic, he found that the sun in Weekley's hand was getting bigger and bigger, until it became like the sun, illuminating the streets in the dark night!

And the momentum of that magic also became stronger as the fireball in Weekley's hand grew larger.

It was obviously condensed later than his bloody spear, but the terrifying energy contained in it was actually catching up with his bloody spear at a straight speed.

Ostongu could clearly feel that the surrounding magic was being sucked in by Weekley's fireball storm. The magic in the air was already so thin that it was difficult for him to strengthen his bloody spear.

That's right, Weekley's radiant sun actually blocked the speed of Ostongu's bloody spear absorbing magic power.

"This power is really too powerful!"

As a dark creature that lives in darkness all year round, he has always longed for the majestic power of the sun.

In his eyes, although the sun is hateful, it is also very scary. Only bugs like humans can live unscrupulously during the day. This is really the tragedy of living things!

So when he saw the fireball condensed by the blazing sun in the hand of Wakele, Ostongu thought he had met the little sun, but in an instant his eyes were taken away by the sun of Wakele.

"Awesome, this power is really awesome!"

Ostongu had forgotten that he still wanted to kill Vickrey, and all he could see was the blazing fireball.

And Weekly also discovered this strange thing. He didn't know why Ostongu, as a dark creature, would be so yearning for the fireball in his hand.

Yaoyang means the dazzling sun. When it releases magic, it looks as spectacular as the sun.

And whether it is the sun or fire, they should be the things that dark creatures hate the most.

But the other party didn't look very disgusted. Instead, there was a trace of yearning in his eyes.

"He doesn't look right!"

Sislia looked at Vickrey beside him and said.

After hearing this, Vickery glanced at Sisilia, and then said, "If this happens, I will most likely become a sinner for the ages."

"Yes, it's very possible, but what if you don't escape from here and wait for the old god in your world to revive? You have mastered the method to solve the old god, and you are the only one in the world, right? If you die , what is the difference between this world and being declared dead? You should be glad that you still have this power!"

"If you hadn't mastered this kind of power, we would have been helpless now. We could only be killed by the other party, and there wouldn't even be any possibility of escaping, because our strength is far different!"

Sisilia continued to help Vickery with his psychological development.

If Vickery didn't dare to throw away the magic at the last moment, she would take a gamble.

She would instantly drain the magic power from Weekley's body, and then try to kill the so-called pure-blooded vampire in front of her with one blow.

"What you said makes sense..."

As a person who often uses rational thinking to think about most things, Weekly can certainly understand what Sisilia means.

But let a person who would not attack his compatriots be given a weapon capable of killing 60 people, and then let him kill 60 people for himself.

Except for psychopaths and people who don't feel pain in their backs when talking while standing, no one will hesitate to speak.

Even if you know that your own life is far more important than the arrival of these 60 people...

"Mom, look, there's a fight downstairs!"

Just when Weekley hesitated to close his eyes and throw the fireball in his hand, the window above him was opened with a creak by a little girl.

The lively little girl pointed to the scene of the battle and said it was a magic duel.

Yes, this is indeed a magic duel, but it is related to the survival of the entire city.

"Don't look around, I'll beat you to death!"

The young mother quickly pulled the little girl back, and Vickery's attention returned to the battlefield again.

"It's a beautiful magic, but it's a pity that I can't learn it..."

After looking at it with admiration for a long time, Ostongu sighed deeply.

He knew that as a dark creature, he could not touch this kind of light source magic at will, that is, those things that glow.

For example, he cannot use categories such as fire, thunder, light, or saint.

The only things that he can use with ease are black magic and blood magic...

"Now, you can die!"

After withdrawing his attention, Ostongu quickly threw his bloody spear.

The terrifying spear was like a missile, attacking at extremely fast speed towards Weekly.

Weekley had no doubt about the power of this spear that had been charged for a long time. He believed that after the spear penetrated three mountains, it was very likely that it could still easily penetrate the copper wall.

This is one shot

The magic is extremely powerful, so powerful that even Vickery was surprised by it.

But this spear may penetrate all materials, but it is also a magical being, and it is still very resistant to it, just like Weekley's Sun.

Even if the attack cannot be blocked, it can still disperse the opponent by self-destructing.

So at the moment when the spear was thrown at him, Weekly used all his strength to push the huge fireball in his hand.

The fireball moved slowly like a big mountain, and then flew toward the spear in a whoosh.

Two powerful magics are about to collide!

Chapter 350 Don't Hesitate Anymore

Vickery no longer hesitated at this moment.

Although it was painful to make this choice, the enemy didn't even want to give him a chance to feel uncomfortable.

Just like Sisilia said, if he is killed by the other party, then the world will fall into doom.

This is not an understatement, this is a real situation!

The magic book that records information from the Age of Gods is difficult for anyone to read except for Vickrey, who has a system.

And even if Weekly understood it, he didn't dare to tell too many people.

Because the old gods can find him from others!

Therefore, Vickery only plans to keep this memory to himself, and does not plan to tell anyone else. Telling anyone is safe.

After finally traveling through time, Vickery didn't want to die again.

No matter what, Weekley wants to work hard until things are settled.

In this case, even if things get out of hand in the end, he can still say that he has tried hard.

Rather than occupying the best resources and the best talents for nothing, and doing nothing.

If Vickery dies, humans will be unable to synthesize the secret medicine.

Once there is no secret medicine, humans will not be able to awaken the magic of destroying gods. Once the old gods are revived, humans' backward magic will be unable to resist each other, and the final outcome of humans will be extinction!

"Come on!"

At the moment when Yaoyang was about to collide with the bloody spear, Sisilia roared loudly, and Vickrey quickly hugged her and began to retreat.

But this collision of magic is the result of two people accumulating power. This kind of magic after accumulating power is far more powerful than normal magic.

The moment the bloody spear came into contact with Yaoyang, the tip of the bloody spear was shattered by Yaoyang's surface.

But as the two came into closer contact, the spear actually penetrated deeply into the fireball.

Judging from Yaoyang's orange appearance, it can be clearly seen that there is a long dark red strip inside it, which is slowly advancing.

After advancing to a certain level, the magic factor that maintains Yaoyang's stability will be activated, and the gathered energy will explode in an instant, destroying the entire city of Art together.

It was obviously impossible for Vickrey alone to do this, but there was also a pure-blooded vampire with a magic value of [-] who released a charged blow.

This attack was the most penetrating magic that Weekly had ever seen.

Although Ostongu's bloody spear has strong penetrating ability, it is still composed of magic power.

It's just highly compressed.

Once Yaoyang is fired by it, it itself will be converted into the magic power required for Yaoyang's explosion under Yaoyang's powerful explosive power, raising Yaoyang's explosive power by one or two levels again.

If this attack continues, Art City will most likely be destroyed in half!

"Damn it, it's too late, you go first!"

Just when Weekly was holding Sislia and turning to retreat, Sislia realized that with this speed of movement, it was very likely that he would not be able to avoid the scope of the explosion, so he threw Weekly far away.

After using his last strength to throw Vickrey out, Sisilia fell to the ground and turned pale.

She, the Silver Dragon King of another world, has not shown such an expression in countless thousands of years.

"Stop looking and leave quickly. I won't die. With my physical strength, I am completely..."

Sisilia was still talking, but the next second she froze.

Because she felt her body gradually leaving the ground.

This...this is...the hand of the mage!

"Are you stupid, Vickrey, don't waste your magic power!"

Sislia loudly dissuaded Vickrey who was using the hand of the mage.

She had never seen anyone actually sacrifice themselves to save others.

But she saw it today.

"Hahahahaha, even at this time, do you still want to take your partner away? It's such a touching bond!"

Just as Weekley was using his strength to slowly transport Sislia to his side, there was suddenly a weak magic wave in the surroundings, which easily broke through Weekley's weak mage's hand.

"The hand of the mage is a good use. If there was nothing wrong at the gathering place, I would really like to play with you more!"

Ostongu landed next to Sisilia from the sky, grabbed Sisilia's sleeve with a slap, and smiled coldly: "If you don't want to be my wife, then guess what, I will suck you." What will happen to his blood?"

"How dare you!" Vickery roared in the distance.

When Ostongu said that he wanted to suck the blood of Sisilia, Vickery showed a very angry expression, as if he was angry.

leopard.

This made Ostongu also startled, "What a terrifying look. To be honest, you scared me, but there is no need for me to worry about you, because you are going to die soon!"

"Vickle, I'm holding him back, you go away quickly!"

Sisilia said and grabbed Ostongu's arm tightly. Her strength made Ostongu feel pain the moment she held Ostongu's arm.

"Your power is quite powerful. Apart from werewolves, I have never seen any dark race that can be so powerful. Oh, I understand. You are not from the demon race." ?”

"I remember that humans seem to call you devils. You look no different from humans, but you have possessed extremely powerful black magic talents since you were young, and you are also physically outstanding. You are one of the most powerful races in the past... ....”