The City of Brass roared in a roar known as the riot.

Lesatos burned the residue of the illusion demon, wiped the hammer cleanly and put it away, and then went to pull the Cang Qing Shengtan. The palm of his hand made a sizzling sound within a few seconds of contact with the handle of the staff. Lesatos looked at the palm of his hand, and there was a festering scar. He rubbed his hands and left the devil's secret room.

The city is full of noise and bustle, and the doors of ordinary nobles are closed, and running around the streets are either the fire giant gendarmerie being chased or the Badzu being hunted.

Of course, the function of the mystery lock is not just an energy barrier. All the guys with hell blood in the city have conspicuous blue lights that cannot be blocked. So Lesatos ignored it.

The streets were filled with dark techniques and blasphemy, and species with winged fangs and soldiers with red skins with fire and giant swords of axes and swords were chopped against each other. Not all devils had strong combat power and clear division of labor. The civilians were quickly suppressed. Just as the sound of killing was getting weaker, violent riots occurred in the southeast of the city.

A burnt offering demon general led his army to kill the fire giant gendarmerie and started a war on the street. At the same time, the devil garrison in the northeast and northwest directions also fought hard, and deafening explosions came one after another.

A whole brigade of blood-armored demon infantry rushed in neat steps. The hell magic steel spear in their hands advanced and retreated simultaneously, and the purgatory crossbow made of brass and human bones were invincible. With the command of the burnt offering demon, the brigade scattered into the street fighting. The fire giant's multi-headed cavalry rushed over, and the two sides fought bloodily.

The elite infantry of the Barth ancestors pressed against the fire giant spirit, and the multi-headed dragons were stabbed into rotten flesh by the magic steel spear. The burnt offering demon general was covered in burning ashes, with a pair of six-sammi's wide wings and horns growing above his head. He raised his hand and tore the multi-headed dragon in half. Suddenly, a purple beam of light shot from the mage tower in the distance, and the burnt offering demon tried his best to resist. But it was swallowed up in a few seconds, leaving only residue.

Several light columns plowed across the street, the tall minaret collapsed, the chanting courtyard collapsed, and the gorgeous mosaic murals were scattered all over the ground for trampling.

There is naturally the achievements of Lesatos. But it was not that he did anything, but that he did nothing. He just killed the illusion demon, but deliberately let the devils of other leadership classes accept the order and escape, causing three-quarters of the devil's garrison to counterattack, and in only a few dozen seconds, it was unilaterally cleaned. It turned into war.

Lesatos estimated that a lord who was so angry that he was about to die of anger should have come out. At this time, dozens of stakes outside the hot Atonement Temple spewed out flames, and high horns sounded, and tens of thousands of Mars gathered over the city from all directions, attracting all eyes.

The flames form a vague human form. Arrogant, ancient, and fanatical.

"In my sight, there is no desecration!"

All the flying devils froze and fell from mid-air.

"In my sight, the filth and evil melt away!"

The blood-armored demons were struggling and the gravity on their bodies was several times greater.

"In my sight, only fire is eternal life!"

The wounded fire giant and lizard man radiated light and gradually healed. The morale in the Brass City suddenly surged. The giants shouted the name of Imex to fight bravely. The devils were forced to the edge of the city, knocking on the energy protection wall in vain and had no way to escape. Waiting for the mage's tower to gather energy again, it was death.

Lesatos watched Prince Poison Fire use the mystery lock to weaken the devil, bless the giant spirit with his virtual divine nature, and restored the decline in one fell swoop.

Fire's eyes turned to Lesatos, "The War Flame Prince violated the armistice agreement. Send the Golden Dragon to destroy my territory, blaspheme the oracle of Allah, and destroy him! Purify him!"

After using it, he abandoned it without hesitation, and there was no extra word. This was the style of a hero. Lesatus's figure moved instantly and shook off the army's encirclement, but the flame eyes in the sky cast a column of light that was following like a shadow.

Surrounded by heavy army, above is the guard of Prince Element, below is the powerful seal of the mystery lock, in front of him is the desperate situation.

The encirclement shrinks tighter and tighter. Lesatos rushed to the southeast, with continuous spell tracking behind him. This large group of demons formed a formation and barely resisted the bombardment of the mage tower. Now, Lesatos was also forced to the end of the mysterious lock guard wall.

He began to flash and returned to the dragon. He sneered at the sky: "You have been standing high for too long, Imex! Opening the distance from ordinary things can show your nobility, but making Batzu miscalculate your patience, and it also makes you not understand Batzu's caution. They also have three emergency plans to soak shit."

The devils suddenly gave up their defense and rushed towards the wall protection. Lesatos followed. Then one-third of the thousands of furnaces in the lower city exploded, and the suspended magic power supporting the Brass City broke the chain. The bowl-shaped metal city raked loudly, tilting to the southeast by 5 degrees, and the people and things on the street began to slide down.

"No!" The roar shook the sky.

The mysterious lock is rooted in the environment. When the environment changes drastically, the magic power hub of the mysterious lock also appears. The silent infiltration of the devil for hundreds of years shows its power. The city with a diameter of 80 surreal is slightly tilted, and the exposed gaps are enough for ten giant dragons to dance. The devils flew out of the edge of the city, the basalt stairs collapsed, and countless debris poured down. Before they landed, they were swept into the sky by hurricanes around the city and threw them into the wind elemental realm. One quarter of the devil died.

Lesatos had just flew a few hundred meters away, and a roar came from behind him. The flames of the Prince of Poison Fire held the dragon's tail, "You must die today!"

Above the sky, the hottest showdown was staged on the edge of the collapsed city. Lesatos was threatened by high temperature for the first time in hundreds of years. His flames could not be used at all, otherwise he would be controlled by the Prince of Poison Fire and could only avoid it by flying agility. Hurricane vortex and flame turbulence danced wildly, dragon roaring and roaring to the death.

In the struggle between life and death, Lesatos supported all his magic power to block the Prince of Poison Fire, but it couldn't last long. His laughter was sent away by the Hurricane: "Look back and look at Imex! Your pride, the treasure of the Fire Giant Spirit and the capital are about to fall into dust!"

Imex looked back and saw that the slope was twenty degrees, and the tall buildings in the city were broken and collapsed one after another. The residents grabbed everything they could hold on, and countless people were killed or involved in a hurricane.

"We are not over yet, Golden Dragon!" Prince of Poison Fire finally fought hard, knocking Lesatos into the air. He flew under the Brass City and his body expanded rapidly. The entire Fire Elemental Realm responded to the call of Prince Elemental. Countless large and small streams of light flames flowed into Imex's body, and magma gushed and stabilized his feet. The blazing wind fueled his body. A giant of fire, who was standing tall, raised his arms and held the falling city.

Lesatos turned around and flew for a long time before leaving the noise behind, and also cut off the hatred gaze of Prince Poison Fire.

Blood dripped, and he was seriously injured. The Rainbow-Winged Tyrant and Prince of Poison Fire fought two consecutive games. He had no more energy to fight. But the Golden Dragon's eyes were still hot, "Yaqin's hatred was over, the devil's thoughts on the Burning Chain Capital eroded to this point, and the Brass City suffered huge losses. For a long time, Prince of Poison Fire's prestige was no longer enough... It was almost done. But there were still some things to end." He murmured. He accelerated his wings and flew towards the Shackle Castle.

The same stone platform, Essidona stood at the end of the corridor, waiting at the gate of the Shackle Castle. A month ago, he was a guest of honor, but now things are dragons and false. The leader of the Hellfire clan is surrounded by guards holding anti-cursive shields. The Shackle Castle is solemn and the dragons are fully armed. They are glimpses of Lesatos from the shelter of the castle.

"Welcome back, everything you do in the Fire Element Realm will make the name of the Dragon of the Set Sun sing again."

The conversation was held through the corridor of more than 300 Sami, but Lesatos moved, and the Hellfire Dragons opposite were still nervous. "I was plotting under the eyes of the Prince of Poison Fire. Haven't you ever thought that I had a possibility of miscalculation?"

"Although I don't know your specific details, I understand one thing. You will definitely come back to find me."

"It seems that I have gained more understanding of me these days, so what have you prepared to welcome me?"

Essidona patted her claws, and dozens of spellists acted together, and strange runes enveloped the entire territory of the Shackle Castle.

"The Shackle Castle is not as rich as the Brass City. Our Mystery Lock has a single function, but it is stable. I ordered Mystery Lock to suppress all schools of spells. Anyway, these spellcasters can't compare to you together, so don't use magic, no one can use magic."

"Smart! But it can only suppress nine rings below, and I still have legendary spells."

Essidona said without surprise: "So. I can't give you time to cast legendary spells."

A sharp gaze swam in the golden dragon's head, heart and other vital points, "Ah, I feel it, sharp and stable, this is not a ten-arm gaze. Well... it's not a warrior. Their fighting spirit is as anxious as fire; it's not an assassin, the dagger will not let the target notice before stabbing the target... Archer, you have found a legendary archer!"

At some point, there was a figure in the fortress. He was 2 Sammy tall, wearing a cloak, and the outline of his head was a bit flat, and he spit out a forked tongue. The lower body was a long and drooping thin scales. The recurved bow he held was strangely shaped, and the arms of the bow were sharp blades.

"Where did you find the snake man?"

Essidona sighed, Lesatos was still calm and stress-free, which showed that his intentions had not changed. "I hired from the Snake Ring of Greedy, Yugros Demon's heart was as dark as the price, but the goods were more reliable."

"The legend's appearance fee is exaggerated. It seems that the Hellfire Dragon will not worry about wealth in the future."

"That's right, you asked me to contact the Prince of Poison Fire that day, so the covenant was decided, and Badzu retreated, and the vacancy left was topped by the Hellfire Dragon. As long as the basic scale of the plane exit is maintained, it is enough for us to achieve success."

"I guess, one of his conditions includes killing me?" Jin Long said.

"Yes, betrayal began before cooperation. Prince Poison Fire wants your life. But Prince Poison Fire and I are using each other to betray each other, and I don't mind betraying him either. Let's go, don't come back, let the hatred end here."

Lesatos stared at Essidona for a long time before saying seriously: "Are you serious?"

"yes."

...

The wind was burning and the hundreds of dragons were waiting for Lesatos' answer.

"I know very well what that junior came to me for. In the Pure Land, the last golden dragon community was confused and had no way out. Despite this, they could still live and find a place to start over. In their spare time, they would teach their cubs, and to earn some gold coins when they were tight, and to spread their wings and soar and play with each other when they were happy. So I don't want to go back and can no longer bring the golden dragon into the vortex of war. I once swore: Never see any tribe die, you let my oath fail, Essidona..."

Jinlong's eyes were fierce: "So, hatred will not be erased because of wishful thinking! Blood will not stop because of killing! I want all participants to pay the price. Tequila is dead, the little devil is dead, and you will die too..." He said word by word, "I want the entire Hellfire Dragon-Clan-Accompany-Burn!"

There was an uproar on the spot. Hundreds of dragons roared for Lesatos' arrogance and murderous intent.

"That's a dead end," Essidona nodded, "I've made all preparations. Your spells cannot be used, and the possibility of survival is no more than 30%. How do you break the dead end?"

"One word is enough." Lesatos raised his finger and said mysteriously.

When the atmosphere reached its most depressing moment, the Hellfire Dragons held their weapons tightly, Essidona shrank behind the shield wall, and the snake archer who was silent on the spire pulled the strings.

The golden dragon pointed at the leader of the Hellfire Dragon, and the moment the sound came out, the strings sounded, the shield stood, and the mystery locked down.

"Dragon Blood Decision!"

The five-colored chains entangled Essidonna's horrified expression, covering everything in the hazy mist.

"What is that!"

"The patriarch is inside, open it!"

All the Hellfire Dragons between Lesatos and Esidona were separated by a huge force, and they suddenly became frightened. The snake man's archer was focused. The rapid arrow that came first was almost shot, but was blocked by the gentle mist.

The archer drew out seven enchanted arrows like lightning, shooting them out in succession, one arrow faster than the other, and the one behind was pushed at the tail of the front. When the power of the seven arrows merged, the arrow was so fast that it disappeared into the naked eye.

The fog swirled and was unmoved.

The Hellfire Dragons rushed forward, whether it was scratching or dragon breathing, the thin mist was extremely flexible. The snake man pulled his hood away, revealing his dim eyes and wide leather folds on both sides. He leaned forward, fell along the exterior wall of the tower, and took apart the composite bow from it in the air, turning it into two reversing knives with tips connected by strings. The spreading arm projected, and the reversing knives penetrated deeply into the wall of the castle, and the bow strings were straight.

The snake man's long tail hooked the string and swung himself upward with the force. He stepped vertically on the wall and ran wildly. A colorful force-energy arrow appeared on the string. Every time the tail was pulled a foot, the arrow expanded by one foot. The archer climbed to the top of the tower and his muscles were tightened. The force-energy arrow had become a force-energy spear that was more than a dozen sammi long. The power condensed on the string made every watcher frightened. The archer who seemed to be unable to move out of hissed, leaping suddenly, and growing several meters!

Time and space seemed to stagnate, the snake man turned over in the air, and the blood-dropped tail tip was loosened. The light spear that was nearly twenty years long and three thousand Sammi were stirred up the atmosphere, spinning out a storm visible to the naked eye, and the mountains and thunders shot out!

The bursting air wave overturned all the surrounding Hellfire Dragons, and the entire corridor disappeared, but the fog that ran across it was hazy and was neither shocked nor disturbed.

The snake man pulled out the recurve knife and stood back to the top of the tower, no longer moving. The Hellfire Dragons had no doubt that the legend just now could penetrate the entire mountain with one arrow, but they had no choice but to take the fog. They could only wait.

The world protected by the rules of divine power is far more spacious than in reality. Two dragons stand on the top of two mountain peaks, and the vast sky is nearby, with the mountains rising and falling at their feet.

Mountains and sky are the most suitable dragons to stand on the battlefield where dragons are unintentional to fight.

The weaver's arm rings loose from its claws and rolled down the mountains.

All Essidona's calculations, intentions, and confidence collapsed at the moment when the Dragon Blood Decision Circle was unfolding. She trembled with her mouth: "Are you a group with the Hongyi Tyrant or a competition? What started calculating me? Is he here too..."

"Does these mean anything to you?" Lesatos volleyed his arm ring and put it in the space bag.

"Yes, it's gone. Everything is meaningless." The Hellfire Clan leader was in a daze, as if he had been drained from his strength to lie on the rock, giving up resistance. "I can't afford to play this game, nor can I afford to play the Hellfire Dragon. I lost from beginning to end... I can finally put it down." Tears poured into my eyes, and Essidona sobbed in a low voice.

Lesatos had no expression on his face and recited a lengthy spell. A large ball of flame bloomed, then contracted, turning up the corona one after another.

After a long time, the flames shrank into a dark red ball, hanging on his left claw.

Flying to the side of the Hellfire Dragon, he said, "Half a lifetime of planning and half a lifetime of ruthlessness, you can let go, are you ready to end?"

"Yes, it's time to end." Essidona wiped her tears and stood up to the golden dragon. The latter did not relax her vigilance, and the dragon breath was in her throat and was ready to go. She wrapped it around like a snake, showing a sad and sad smile, "Let's start with a transaction, and end with a transaction. In the final transaction, do you care about that elemental apostle? Her entire body was not found in the cell, right?"

Lesathos' eyes contracted, and Essidona held his head, as if he was "qingen" looking at each other. "A message, if you don't chase the cubs in my clan."

"make a deal."

"I didn't kill her. In order to put the blame on the devil, I asked my subordinates to erase her memory and throw it to the city of Brass."

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To be continued...