He became the White-Haired Evil God after wearing the Seven Curses Rings.

【Azsharax lv.300】

[HP: 12,000 Kyo/12,000 Kyo]

In an instant, a majestic dragon, ten thousand meters long, appeared beneath the World Tree.

The colossal dragon and the equally magnificent World Tree complemented each other, and at that moment, everyone truly understood what a peak mythical race meant.

The fortune teller's expression was complicated upon seeing Azsharax's appearance.

"The proud dragon race..."

His voice was old and deep.

"If I remember correctly, maintaining the world is your duty, and so is protecting the World Tree. Now, not only are you not protecting the World Tree, but you're also siding with them and opposing us?"

Faced with the diviner's questioning, Azsharax's massive dragon head lowered slightly, exhaling a chilling breath.

"All I remember is that those things were agreed upon by those old guys. But I had already run off to the North by then, so I had no idea about any of those agreements."

She paused, then slowly raised her proud dragon head, revealing a sharp look in her eyes.

All I know is... that you intend to kill my friend.

Instantly, an immense pressure surged forth from Azsharax.

The oppressive force, like a tangible cold wave, swept across the entire space.

Faced with such a state of Azsharax, the diviner felt somewhat at a loss.

Azsharax's peak strength was indeed very strong, strong enough to beat most true gods to a pulp.

The god of silence is a good example.

When Azsharax became king in the North, the first opponent he encountered was the God of Silence.

And the result is obvious.

The realm of the God of Silence was plundered, and some of Silence's authority was also taken away.

But no matter what, the current fortune teller is a super numerical monster with a 26x enhancement of the True God convergence property.

You can subdue Azsarax on the ground just by punching and kicking him.

But this raises a question.

Can he kill Azsharax?

Kill the dragons, a supreme mythical race?

Even the most foolish fortune teller knows the characteristics of dragons.

Regardless of the circumstances, the first priority is the nobility of being a dragon, especially when dealing with outsiders.

Most dragons do not really like Azsharax, but no matter how much they dislike him, it doesn't change the fact that Azsharax is a dragon.

Unlike other dragon-derived races, each dragon is a unique individual with its own unique power, making them extremely rare and noble beings.

If a dragon is killed by an outsider, barring unforeseen circumstances, that outsider will then enjoy the endless wrath of the entire dragon race for a period of time thereafter.

And among them are some even more ancient and profound beings.

In this contradictory situation, the best way to deal with offending dragons is to ask other dragons to resolve the matter as a "family affair".

But the problem came again.

Currently, the only dragon active outside is Azsharax.

The other dragons lie hidden in secret places that even diviners cannot predict, quietly waiting for the time when the world's restrictions are fully restored.

This effectively shuts down all conventional options.

The diviner dared not gamble on whether these dragons would abandon their infiltration for the sake of Azsharax.

Currently, Azsharax is practically invincible.

The fortune teller's aged face was slightly bluish.

Before he could finish thinking, Azsharax's massive dragon body pressed down like a mountain.

She spread her magnificent, wide dragon wings, unleashing a massive gust of cold air.

In an instant, the entire space was stained white with frost by Azsarax.

A strong wind howled past.

What now appeared before the diviner was the cold air that was gradually taking shape from Azsharax's mouth.

[Extreme Cold Cycle Contraction lv.13]

[Gathers surrounding energy and releases an energy surge. Deals magic damage equal to 130 times Intelligence per second, absorbs 1% of the damage dealt as mana, and reduces the opponent's Agility by 1%.]

Thirteen rings appeared one after another in Azsarax's mouth, nested in layers.

The last time she used this skill was against Quasi-Julius.

Unfortunately, Xie Bai interrupted him at that time, and he didn't get to use that move.

Now, she can finally unleash this ultimate technique without any reservations.

Upon seeing this, the fortune teller tried to hide.

But there's no escaping it.

The energy blast unleashed by Azsarax at his peak had an enormous range.

The next second, an energy surge powerful enough to pierce the sky suddenly erupted from Azsharax's mouth.

In an instant, most of the World Tree's trunk was submerged by this energy impact.

"Bang--!!!"

-1,920 Beijing!

-1,922 Beijing!

-1967 Beijing!

-2011 Beijing!

……

In an instant, the frost-white hue of the entire world thickened even further.

Even the diviner, who was right in the center of the explosion, lost most of his health to the attack.

[HP: 28,993 Kyo/65,000 Kyo]

After sensing a significant loss of life, the fortune teller habitually raised his hand.

For a true god, health points are not as simple as they seem on the surface.

Often hidden beneath the health bar are countless damage reductions, saving throws, transfers, and extremely absurd responses.

This results in a true god possibly having only a few thousand or tens of thousands of health points on the surface.

However, the damage that can actually be withstood is often several times, or even thousands of times, the maximum health.

The next moment, a verdant aura emerged from the diviner's hand.

[The Gift of Fate - Life]

In an instant, an extremely pure life force surged from the diviner.

Just as he was about to restore all his life, a figure suddenly appeared behind him.

【Taro Balls Aren't Round lv.110】

There is almost no time to react.

The process of Taro Ball appearing from a state of nothingness and wielding the Soul-Shattering Heavy Sword cannot be described as instantaneous.

It is a truly seamless connection with zero errors.

-1.32 trillion!

The first damage caused by Taro Ball after it emerged from the void state has already reached the trillion level.

Although this is hardly a harm to the fortune teller, and is even somewhat ridiculous.

But the next second, an extremely domineering force suddenly locked up the surging life force within him.

【inhibition】

In an instant, a large amount of life force was inexplicably swallowed up, and the diviner's life value was forcibly suppressed to less than 30,000.

Seeing this, the fortune teller's face turned ashen.

His body can't just disappear like this, can it?

This body, which is clearly closest to the value of a true god, took him countless years to create and is incomparable to the temporary creation of the Holy Light.

"Forget it, I can't keep this body anyway, might as well be decisive..."

After he finished speaking, everyone saw the golden light on the diviner's body begin to shine.

Upon seeing this, Taro Ball quickly jumped onto the magnificent dragon head of Azsharax.

"Azsarax, be careful."

His voice was urgent and solemn.

"Judging from this, he must have severed the fate link between his original body and this body."

Azsarax was somewhat puzzled by Taro Ball's reminder.

"What's the difference?"

The enormous dragon head turned slightly, revealing a puzzled look in its eyes.

Taro Ball shook his head.

"This means he will abandon this body and completely let go of his fear of the dragon race."

He paused again as he spoke.

"Even if he does kill you, his true form will be unable to be locked onto by the dragons because of the severance of fate."

……