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Chapter 642 Purgatory

"We will be celebrated by our reputation for future generations, and I can imagine what will be written on my tombstone after death."

Amei Lika is not short of generals who won one war after another, but he is the only one who is the Dragon Slayer. Even if he is not doing it himself, he will have a contribution as a commander.

“The global ocean crisis is saved from our hands.”

The most exciting thing is the Prime Minister of the island country. If two monsters are eliminated, their political status will be instantly stable, and they will succeed in the next election with their political prestige.

Commander Amei Lika was a little unhappy. Although it was a politically good thing to be eliminated in the world and it would be a good thing to brag about for the rest of his life, under his golden hair, he always thought about whether to reach a united front with the monsters, and it would be better to establish a friendly relationship with their family. The candidates for socializing will choose their best eldest daughter.

"puff!"

But just as the water vapor melted, which was a sign that the two were about to die, the neck of the flame dragon suddenly expanded, like a shriveled balloon blew into a lot of air, expanding, filling, and the skin was stretched until it turned white, and finally exploded!

"boom!!"

Garula's neck was supported to the limit, and no matter how much Wuxiong of the guards controlled it, it would still break into a fire meteor in an instant.

The broken faucet still flew forward under the action of inertia, and fell to the ground weakly after a few seconds.

When the Francis people saw this scene, they would yell excitedly, and they were walking with their heads off.

The broken lines on the neck and the entire Garuda were cracked.

"Escaped? Damn it, you must repair it...you can't explode..."

The guardian Takeo gritted his teeth tightly, and sweat beads oozed out of his back, which was scorched by the fire, flowed along the outline of the bronze muscles, and then evaporated instantly.

The explosion that occurred in such a huge Garuda would be ruinous. The ground of this forest would be cut off dozens of meters. At that time, the surrounding cities would probably feel a strong tremor, and even if they could be immune to the flames, they would not be able to withstand the violent explosion.

A light blue round fell from Garulo, like a meteor of special color.

"Park..."

Snake Ji stroked Pu Piaole's body. As soon as she touched her, white smoke rose from her white fingertips.

"Sher."

Hot, too hot.

Pu Piaole's body surface was rocks that had been roasted in the fire for countless days. It was red and could see the squirming blood vessels under the skin, but most of the blood in the blood vessels seemed to have evaporated, and very little blood flowed from the roots.

"Are you okay?" Snake Ji was in good spirits. She vaguely felt that she seemed to have something to break through.

"I look like... nothing is wrong..." Park Piao Le wanted to show a humble smile, but the smile she pulled out was even worse than crying, "We will escape, sure."

He hugged Snake Ji with one foot deep and one foot shallow, without knowing that his injuries are now heavier than Snake Ji.

The blue-white magic energy consumed too much in the battle with Garula. This was not a battle between Park Piaole and Shuitou Takeo, but a war with the country behind it, burning nature.

Chakra, natural energy, Park Piaole's body completely exhausted in the battle, and the blue-white magic energy completely dissipated after taking a few steps, losing the protection of natural energy. White smoke could be seen from the naked eye of Park Piaole's body.

"Dong!"
Chapter completed!
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