That is not the power that miracles can bring.

It is an out-and-out disaster.

It's like crystals from the abyss are appearing here.

As the ferocious outline of the demonic dragon unfolded, the pitch-black torrent swept towards the weak golden dream, swallowing everything and turning everything into ashes.

Everything was killed in an instant, but everything was re-established in an instant.

In the horrible pain that she felt, Harley Quinn gritted her teeth and tried not to utter any whines. Isabella was already tortured by herself, unable to perform, and fainted from convulsions.

But even in shock, Stigmata never flinched.

Still turned into a pillar, supporting the existence of the golden dream.

The high-pitched soprano never stopped, and along with her soul, she reconstructed everything from destruction, allowing the story of Spartacus to continue.

Pandelon held his palm tightly, letting the mask burn into ashes in the terrifying heat, and his broken face looked like a skeleton.

But his rickety body was now standing straight.

"I won't let you leave from here, Huai Shi." He gritted his teeth, raised his head and roared: "Even Old Bones won't give in so easily, don't give me any wishful thinking!"

Facing the dragon's surprise attack, with the power of the troupe, everything began to be recast at an accelerated pace.

Buildings rise again from the ruins.

Re-establish everything.

Turn this fantasy into a cage and tightly bind them within it.

And at that moment, the cry of destruction emerged from the shell of the Golden Dream,

Pandelong's body suddenly vomited out his broken internal organs, and he looked back with difficulty.

incredible.

There was a crashing sound.

From the outside.

.

.

The long escape finally came to an end.

Following the sudden chop, the cracked truck finally lost control and crashed into the ruins under the tower.

From among them, a driver struggled to climb out and tried to get up.

But the back of his hand was stepped on by an iron boot.

Then, just as he raised his head, he was kicked away.

Writhing on the ground.

"How did Leonard, the son of the red dragon, fall to this level?"

In front of him, the old 'Asura' lowered his eyes, no longer able to bear the ugly appearance of his former disciple struggling to his death.

The disciple he once had high hopes for, the heir he had painstakingly cultivated, the future Nightmare Eye Ten Thousand Captain... has now become like this.

Just a defeat, just a curse...

Everything becomes unrecognizable.

Lose everything.

He even chose the most extreme betrayal - ransacking the Nightmare Eye's treasure house and stealing the treasures that were supposed to be delivered to the ruler Ifrit, causing the entire war group to suffer unprecedented humiliation.

So, so disappointing...

Avery walked closer, raised the blade of the sword, and pointed it at his heart: "Raymond, is there anything else you want to say?"

"there is none left."

Raymond sighed, "I really can't think of what I can say to ask you, teacher, to let me go... For the sake of my magnanimity, can you do it for me and let me fulfill my last wish and go to the present place to eat and drink?"

How about having a round of whoring and gambling, and then when I come back, I will go to the Nightmare Eye to find the teacher and lead you to death?"

Of course it is, but not in a good way.

At that moment, the sword blade penetrated Raymond's chest.

There is no more tenderness.

But then, black blood spurted out from it, as well as deformed internal organs, and countless wisps of dark aura.

It's like breaking the jar of disaster.

The ** flows out of it.

Showing a ferocious and ugly appearance...

It is impossible to imagine that it is the shape that human internal organs should have, with tumors, distortions, and countless small and vicious eyes flowing inside...

Beneath his seemingly healthy and normal appearance, he has been corrupted to an unimaginable degree on the inside. A terrifying curse that penetrates deep into his bones resides within him, causing him to fall to the bottom of the abyss without interruption...

The almost blasphemous blood and water pollution is eroding the land in hell, turning the air into a poisonous and stinky one.

It also made Avery stunned.

Astonished.

incredible.

At that moment, broken chains suddenly rose into the air from the ruins and entangled Avery's body, instantly binding him.

Can't move!

This is a trap set by design.

After a long period of preparation, this moment finally arrived.

"Sorry, teacher, I scared you."

On the ground, Raymond reached out helplessly, picked up his deformed internal organs, and tried to stuff them back into his body, but those internal organs squirmed as if they had a will of their own and did not obey his control at all.

"It's difficult to survive, teacher-" He gave up his behavior in frustration, "You see, just replacing internal organs every month is a huge expense..."

"Where's Stoneheart?"

Avery's eyes widened and he yelled angrily in his restraints: "Answer me, Leonard, where did the stone heart you stole go?"

"This is really... a long story."

Raymond smiled self-deprecatingly.

Behind him, a sudden roar erupted, as earth and rocks bulged up among the ruins, and countless sounds of steel rubbing against each other erupted. It was like an incredible miracle emerged from the dying bones, transforming into a form beyond imagination...

"It's like what you know, teacher."

Raymond looked into the teacher's eyes and told him: "Cursed by the element of destruction, even with a heart of stone, my dragon and I can only live once."

"So, I was thinking...since he is going to die anyway, why can't the person who dies be me?"

The man said calmly:

"——So, I saved it."

In the midst of the low words, the Ruin Dragon Rider and the truck that was riddled with holes suddenly fell apart.

But just under the car frame, the huge alloy frame and countless huge instruments that looked like internal organs suddenly closed together, shooting out dazzling electric light.

Just like being reborn.

The wings made of alloy spread out, and the light like the scorching sun lit up from the eyes.

From the dust flying all over the sky, the once-dead red dragon once again revealed its huge outline from hell with the help of steel.

"I'm holding your horse in my arms!" The voice that used to stay in the flail sounded again, spitting out the fragrance: "Are you surprised, are you surprised?"

The dust was blown away by the storm.

After getting rid of the cumbersome truck shell, the reborn steel dragon grinned and cast a huge shadow that covered the sky.

After combining the remnant body of the red dragon and the stone heart of the abyss, more than six Ivory Tower project teams spent four project cycles on it, using the most luxurious methods and cutting-edge technology at all costs, and finally made it possible.

Created anew.

Named after the legendary chariot that humans dedicated to the God of Sky and Thunder, the real 'Goldium' reappears here!

——Chariot of Destiny·Deus ex machina!

Now, on the chest of the huge machine dragon, layers of armor are unfolded, revealing the huge weapons buried deep in the deepest part of the body, as well as the 'Essence Sun' that is lit after all the source of essence is poured into it.

"Teacher, this time, I won."

Fiery streams of light spurted out.

The outcome has been decided...

If it weren't for the fact that the gun barrel was not facing Iverson at all, but was facing the top of his head and the giant tower behind him...
To be continued...