Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

“Like you, someone who evolved into a pureblood,” Erii said calmly.

"No, we are different."

Caesar stared at her. "You have lost your human heart."

"Oh? What is the human heart?"

Erii's golden child exudes an icy charm.

“If you still had a human heart, you wouldn’t want to conquer the world, but would return to Xia Mu’s side,” Caesar said.

"Xia...mu..."

Erii's eyes suddenly showed a violent fluctuation.

"Xiamu..."

Caesar's eyes flashed, and his right hand formed a claw, suddenly appearing in front of her. The sharp claw tip seemed to have already sliced ​​across Erii's throat the moment he moved.

But it didn't feel real at all.

Erii's figure slowly disappeared from Caesar's sight.

Then a sharp sensation came from behind, and he almost instinctively sprinted forward, dodging the blow.

Looking back, Erii appeared in his original spot, holding a long spear that looked like a small red umbrella.

“You told me he wanted to gain the upper hand, and I pretended to be confused because I had the same fighting spirit.”

Erii gazed at him indifferently.

"A human heart? I don't think you have one."

Chapter 392 The Final Battle?

"This umbrella of yours seems to have been a gift from Xia Mu."

Caesar continued to try to distract his opponent with words.

This fighting spirit comes from the bloodline of the dragon race. Their intuition tells them that their strengths are similar and that they can both cancel out all incantations. They can only defeat each other with the purest power.

Similarly, psychological warfare is also part of it.

"It was a gift from him."

Erii looked down at the little red umbrella in her hand, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes.

"This umbrella is no longer sufficient for you. Even if it had hit me just now, it wouldn't have been able to penetrate my defenses."

"is it?"

Erii's hand ignited with a raging black flame, completely engulfing the red umbrella before it was quickly extinguished.

A brand new little red umbrella appeared in her hand.

That's enough.

"In that case, I'll use this one."

Caesar pulled a Desert Eagle from his person.

Everyone: "..."

The same black flames burned, maintaining their original appearance, but they refined the spear to the point that it could participate in wars between kings.

Words of power have no effect on them, but the blades of cold weapons and the breath of firearms are both useful weapons.

"This is an enhanced version of the Desert Eagle that Nono had someone handcraft..."

A hint of melancholy and pain flashed in Caesar's eyes.

Erii remained motionless and did not take the opportunity to attack.

They now regard each other as Dragon Kings. In a war between kings, only one side can survive!

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“If Chen Motong is the Eye of the Black King, then it’s not impossible for her to survive,” Erii suddenly said.

Caesar's expression changed.

Erii continued, "She fused with the Black King's Eye, so she naturally possesses some of the Black King's abilities, not only the ability to see through things, but also the ability to be reborn from a cocoon. Have you ever thought that if you gouge out those eyes, she might have hope of being reborn?"

Caesar's eyes trembled violently.

At this moment, a crack finally appeared in his psychological defenses.

Erii's hand flashed with red light, and she stabbed towards Caesar...

Since the beginning of human history, there may never have been such a magnificent decisive battle.

For those who rely on satellite broadcasts, this decisive battle was merely a series of thunderbolts on the screen, with lightning repeatedly illuminating the gaps in the dark clouds, as if flashing dragons were weaving through the clouds, spewing out thunder and lightning.

For Caesar and Erii, each collision was an elemental turbulence, with high-speed air currents of extremely high and low temperatures alternating to tear apart the clouds and wound both sides in the final battle.

They drilled huge holes in the clouds and the ocean, which were quickly filled by the surrounding clouds and seawater.

Each collision generates a high-energy particle stream. These tiny particles are difficult for them to withstand, disrupting their neural circuits and causing various terrifying hallucinations to appear in their minds, only to be immediately shattered.

This is a life-or-death battle between kings, where no means are spared.

On several occasions, they flew over the continent at supersonic speeds, causing mountains along the way to crumble and storms to arrive seconds after they had passed.

Some people initially thought that the battlefield was on the other hemisphere and wouldn't affect them.

But Caesar and Erii were too fast; they could travel from the Atlantic to the Pacific in a short time.

Their battlefields moved from Africa to the Americas, then to Asia, and finally left human settlements for Oceania.

Finally, someone realized that the glacier melting a few months ago had nothing to do with the natural disasters that the authorities were claiming; it was actually the dragons fighting fiercely.

It turns out that the ultimate end of the world is so close to them.

The same applies to the end of the world.

The dense dark clouds suddenly broke apart, and the two collided like meteors before bouncing off and falling to the ground.

The towering snow-capped mountain collapsed, triggering an avalanche.

Both sides finally fell silent.

"What happened? Could they have perished together?"

Many people expect this.

Above the ruins of the collapsed snow mountain, the dark clouds dispersed, and sunlight shone on the mountaintop.

"It seems your human heart is limiting you."

Rocks and snow were blown away, and the snow-white girl's figure emerged.

Her scales were tattered, her membranous wings were broken, and her scalding dragon blood dripped onto the snow, making a sizzling sound.

Caesar on the other side appeared even more miserable.

Logically, such injuries should only take a short time to heal for them, but the impact of the mental turbulence is deep within their minds, making it far more severe than it appears on the surface.

"You're right, you've still managed to disturb my peace of mind..."

Caesar slowly stood up.

The membrane wings on his body had disappeared, and even the dragon scales were fading away.

"You are not the true heart of the dragon, yet you are controlled by it... while I am purely a human heart. I lack the resolve to kill you... but you have the resolve to kill me..."

Erii stared at him and slowly raised the red spear in her hand.

"Yes, you must die, because although you stole the Black King's power, you are not the resurrected Black King..."

"He will still return."

Caesar chuckled softly, seemingly mockingly: "So you did it for yourself... That's right, only by doing it for yourself can you have such a firm belief and killing intent."

Erii's eyes were calm.

"One last question for you: based on your inherited memories, if I gouged out my own eyes, could I really resurrect Nono?" Caesar asked.

Erii's eyes finally flickered: "Okay."

"That's good…"

Caesar smiled with satisfaction.

"When I gouged out your eyes..."

Erii hadn't finished speaking when she suddenly looked up at the sky.

The same was true of Caesar.

They both felt that something was about to descend; although they couldn't hear a sound, they could feel the blinding light.

So I subconsciously looked up and gazed into the distance.

Twenty-seven parallel fireballs streaked across the night sky, falling straight down towards their heads.

Launch all missiles!

All three Skyscanner missiles in low Earth orbit were launched!

All twenty-seven swords of Damocles in the three sword slots fell to the ground, covering the airspace where they were located.

The scorching, high-density metal rods decomposed during flight, and the semi-molten metal fragments formed a dense attack net.

Divine retribution has arrived! There is no escaping it!

They didn't avoid Caesar at all; instead, they enveloped the two of them!

"Ha, they really are a bunch of bastards..."

Caesar smiled.

"It's not unsolvable."

When Erii, the White King, faced the Sword of Damocles for the second time, she was already extremely familiar with its structure.

As long as she uses the Word of Power: Sword Control to interfere and then hits the stress point, even with her current broken body, she can dodge this fatal attack.