Chapter 390 Blood Lock

The thunder that fell from the sky, along with the will of the ruler, turned into one thunder spirit after another. Above the earth, the gushing flames also formed ferocious beasts under a brutal will of destruction.

The flames and thunder fought, causing the sky to shatter, the earth to collapse, and the space to be torn apart. The terrifying storm swept, blurring all concepts and turning everything into chaos.

However, in this chaotic tide that was enough to destroy and tear everything apart, two beasts were fighting each other. Every time they collided, even chaos would be broken and turned into a vacuum of nothingness.

"I remember, you are the bronze dragon that Carlos was afraid of? It's only been a short time, and you have grown to this level. It seems that Carlos was not making a fuss at the beginning. Unfortunately, his reaction was too slow."

In another collision, the two beasts separated. Quinn looked down at his torn ribs. Through the gap between the dragon bones, he could still see the heart of the dragon in his chest, emitting infinite light and heat, like a sun.

However, at this moment, there is a very eye-catching black spot spreading on the sun, and an abnormal force is eroding it, trying to extinguish the sun.

"No matter how fast he reacts, it can't change his final outcome. Being beheaded by me is his predetermined fate."

"What an arrogant bronze dragon, I wonder if you can still maintain your current posture when I tear your head off your torso?"

The broken bones are reorganized, the torn flesh is regenerated, and the freed Red Dragon King looks at the young Dragon Emperor with malice in his eyes.

"What are you waiting for? What are you hesitating about?"

Looking at the Red Dragon King who was still feeling emotional after being unsealed, Di Ruier, who was also seriously injured, was mobilizing the power from the World Tree to restore his torn and nearly broken dragon wings.

"I hesitate?"

Hearing Di Ruier's rather disdainful words, Quinn's dragon pupils narrowed slightly, and flowing fire gushed out from the gaps in his scales, and soon turned into streams of flames like the corona around him, surrounding his body, forming a country dominated by fire, in which there are countless fire spirits, absorbing the spirituality and resentment emitted from his body, and turning into ferocious monsters.

"Isn't it? You haven't decided whether to become a dragon god or a dragon king yet? You suppress your own power and dare not break through the realm. I have never seen a red dragon as cowardly as you."

Di Ruier sneered.

He saw at a glance that the dragon soul of this red dragon had accumulated a majestic divinity, and there was even a ball of divine fire sealed in the gem on his chest. It was because of this that this dragon had such terrifying power, and every move was full of divine power.

This guy can raise the throne and become a dragon god if he wants to, without even thinking too much. But from his various actions, it can be seen that he is deliberately suppressing his own power, and even cutting and sealing the power that he controls, which belongs to the realm of gods.

"Cowardly? How dare you humiliate me like this!"

There is no more serious insult than using cowardice to describe the red dragon. The king of the red dragon has fallen into a rage. He transformed into the red sun and pounced on Di Ruier again. The two giant beasts once again entered into a battle and fight.

"You are furious because I said it right."

Although he has not yet gained an advantage in the fight with the evil dragon king, Di Ruier's mentality has become more and more relaxed, because the mentality of this evil dragon has been blown up by what he said, and he has poked the pain point of this red dragon king.

"You hesitate because you are afraid. Who are you afraid of?"

"What do you know!"

The furious Quinn roared, and the sharp dragon teeth pierced Di Ruier's flesh and blood. The scales that were hard enough to be used to forge traditional martial arts could not stop the dragon teeth at all. They were as fragile as paper and were easily pierced.

"You are just a metal dragon with a higher starting point than me. If I have an identity like you, why should I seal my power? As early as five thousand years ago, I could have become an existence that you can only look up to now!"

"Who are you avoiding with the help of the rules of the material world?"

The rules of the material world that prohibit the true body of the gods from descending to the world are both constraints and shackles, but also protection. Di Ruier is also very curious. The evil dragon in front of him is obviously avoiding a certain existence.

Being within the rules of the material world, he can be fearless, but once he is promoted, he may suffer terrible misfortune and fall.

"Humph!"

The Red Dragon King simply disdained to answer. In his eyes, the metal dragon in front of him just had a great background and origin, so he could reach a position equal to him at such a young age and have the fighting power to fight him head-on.

Seeing the evil dragon in such a posture, Di Ruier stopped talking. The thunder and storms that emanated from his body became more violent.

Even the turbid stream of fire that spread thousands of miles from the void was easily broken, and thousands of fire beasts were destroyed.

It was just a protracted war, and Di Ruier was not at all weak. Behind him was a world tree that could draw the origin from all realms to support him. And even if the dragon in front of him forcibly sealed himself and prevented himself from being promoted, what would it matter?

The war lasted for three months, and the battle zone had become the most famous desolate area of ​​Carlos. Even the legends dared only wander around the periphery, looking at the chaos of lightning and fire surging from time to time in the center.

Many gods also cast their eyes from the sky, paying attention to the outcome of this war, because no matter which dragon it is, it has the power to influence and change the future direction of the world, and the world of Carlos is a special world with signs of promotion.

"Quinn, how long can you hold on?"

In the chaos without up and down, or in all directions, Diriel's scales shine, just like at the beginning.

The powerful force is centered on him and transformed into a field of storms and thunder, and there are many elemental true spirits wandering in it, turning into many powerful and majestic creatures, roaring at the increasingly tired evil dragon king.

"I can fight until I tear your head off."

The golden and red gem on the chest of the Red Dragon King has dimmed, and the flame domain around him has shrunk to one-tenth of the original. Many flame beasts have just been born and will be swallowed and wiped out by the elemental true spirits that pounce from Diriel.

But even so, this evil dragon is unwilling to lower his proud head, because the metal dragon in front of him describes him as cowardly.

Even a newly born red dragon cub, facing a powerful enemy, will only think about how to tear the opponent's throat, rather than surrender, unless it is really hurt and does not want to suffer anymore.

"Really?"

The Red Dragon King was still stubborn, and Di Ruier did not care. At the beginning, the two sides were deadlocked, but in the protracted battle, the World Tree fully supported him, and he always maintained his prime. The gap accumulated little by little, and now he has an absolute advantage.

"Three hundred years later, I will come to take off your head."

The metal dragon in front of him was obviously wrong, and the Red Dragon King Erquin quickly made the most rational judgment.

Run away!

This is not a loss of dragons. Any color dragon who wants to live to adulthood, in addition to the crucial luck, the most important thing is to learn to run away.

However, the Red Dragon King, who wanted to run away when he found that he couldn't do it, soon found that even if the space was broken, everything in the world had turned into nothingness, and even if they were beaten to a state close to the most primitive, he could not get away.

The cage had already taken shape unknowingly, imprisoning it and the metal dragon in it, leaving him no gap for escape.

"Three hundred years? Okay, I'll wait a little longer."

In the chaos, vines can be seen hanging down, and roots of trees are intertwined and spreading, leading the power of time and space that even the gods can only look up to, blocking and isolating everything.

"But before that, you'd better stay here honestly."

Di Ruier didn't want to use the Ring of Domination to enslave the evil dragon in front of him, and he didn't even have the idea of ​​trying, because this guy was probably not much worse than the Holy Incarnation of the Dragon God.

If it weren't for the World Tree unlocking his blood, he might have to fight for a while before he could defeat the Red Dragon King. As for the price he paid, it might not be as easy as it is now.

"What is this?"

Seeing the roots of the World Tree spreading everywhere, and the vines that fell from the chaos and even pierced into the chaos, absorbing the energy released by the battle between two creatures that were almost Dragon Kings, Quinn, who failed to escape, was full of horror in his eyes.

As a dragon that has lived for nearly ten thousand years, he has seen almost everything, but he has never seen such power before him, even the world barrier is no more than this.

"You have three hundred years, you can guess slowly, if you guess right, maybe you can come out early."

Di Ruier said with a smile.

He just had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly had a new idea. It was a bit unrealistic to force a red dragon king who had reached the peak to surrender. Even if the other party was willing to surrender, it was self-evident how sincere he was.

In contrast, absorbing the fire from the other party as energy for the production and development of his own territory seemed to be a wiser choice.

"This is what you rely on to rise in such a short time. This is what Carlos, the idiot, wants to find. He probably didn't see it until he died!"

Quinn turned around and stared at Di Ruier. He saw the drooping vines and spreading roots. There was greed and desire in his eyes, but more regret, and a hint of relief.

This is something that he has no power to seize now. Since the other party dared to show it in front of him, with the stability of the metal dragons, they naturally have full confidence and will not give him a chance.

"Yes, strictly speaking, you are the first dragon to see it as my enemy."

The attraction of the world tree is unquestionable, and it is a world tree that has grown a little but has not yet fully grown.

But Di Ruier believes that he has the power to protect this world tree. Of course, it is limited to the world. Even if the gods cast a covetous eye, what? He can still clear everything.

That's why Di Ruier will use the power of the world tree to block the space in the confrontation with this red dragon king, so that this red dragon king can't escape.

After all, it is a dragon older than the ancient dragon. You can't really expect the other party to be like a newly born red dragon cub and fight to the death when seeing the enemy.

"Since you show it in front of me, it means you are not afraid of those guys."

"Of course."

"So confident."

"This is not something you should worry about now. Be honest and don't struggle. This will make you feel more comfortable."

The tree roots entangled the Red Dragon King, and a huge tree cocoon had taken shape, gradually compressing the space inward.

The evil dragon king, who was originally quite unruly and unwilling to surrender, let out a meaningless laugh, and then curled up. Folding his wings into a ball, he was locked and imprisoned by the vines and roots, like a special dragon egg.

"Take it back and repair this place!"

Di Ruier instructed, and the space roared. The tree cocoon that imprisoned the Red Dragon King was dragged into the World Tree demiplane, and then the space of this battle began to heal rapidly, because the chaotic power that permeated was being absorbed by the World Tree.

Disorder turned into order, and everything reappeared again, but the torn earth, collapsed mountains, and trees that had been swept away by the aftermath of the battle could not be restored.

Under normal circumstances, we can only expect the power of time to quickly restore everything, but if there is a higher power to intervene, everything can naturally be reproduced.

Diriel, who had already regarded the world of Carlos as his own, certainly would not tolerate such a vast area turning into a barren land that could not support life.

Accompanied by a torrential rain, the annihilated vitality began to reappear, the earth healed, everything revived, and everything was developing in a good direction.

The only pity was that this lush and green land that had regained its vitality again did not have many living things, but it would not take long for many beasts and intelligent species to migrate to this area. As long as there were abundant resources, there would naturally be creatures to compete for it.

"Your Majesty Diriel!"

Diriel, who was like the source of vitality of all things, generously revived the earth, and swept around. He could hear a being with divine power calling out to him.

But Diriel was merciless and tore through space to return to the Sedellin Islands. He was very sure that the scene of the world tree imprisoning the Red Dragon King had just fallen into the eyes of the gods. Perhaps some gods had already guessed what he relied on, but it didn't matter.

As long as the gods dare to descend, he will kill as many as they come. Even if they are powerful gods, under the restrictions of the rules of the material world, they will not be much stronger than the incarnations cast by gods with weaker powers. They just have more means.

"When I conquer the world, I will become the Dragon King, and then I can send legions to the surrounding planes to conquer them."