Chapter four hundred and eighty-ninth, the naive Balo Flame Demon
An individual's life is affected by external behaviors, and his or her perception, judgment, and understanding are consistent with the behavior of the majority of the public, which is a herd mentality. This is a psychological phenomenon common to most individuals.
People have a herd mentality, and gods seem to have this mentality as well. For example, Muria discovered that many unrelated evil gods that he had never provoked also sent believers to hunt him down, such as the black-blooded beast.
Mara and its only ally, the whipping girl.
"The Mother of Dragons also issued an oracle, asking you to hunt me down?" Muria looked at the three ancient dragons in front of him coldly. He did not expect that even the five-color dragon queen was involved.
"That's not true." An ancient black dragon stretched out its bony claws and scratched its chin, "We are just curious, why are those evil god believers chasing you all over the continent? Do you have any treasures on your body that even the gods want?"
"I said no, do you believe it?" Muria sneered at Gu Long, who looked at him greedily. He was always wearing the Holy Glory Emperor Abyss, surrounded by nine blood-stained exclusive weapons on his back.
With Gu Long's experience and vision, he can definitely recognize what kind of metal these weapons are made of. These five-color ancient dragons are here to take advantage of the situation.
"Hey, isn't that what you're wearing?" Another blue dragon with blue and white thunder swirling around its body looked at Muria maliciously, the greed in its eyes was undisguised, and it looked like it was full of greed.
"Descendant of Titan, we will give you a chance to hand over the six weapons behind you. Not only will we not embarrass you, but we will personally escort you, how about that?"
The ancient red dragon, the strongest among the three ancient dragons blocking the road, opened its mouth wide and directly asked Muria for the exclusive weapon behind him.
"Ha!" Muria laughed disdainfully. This ancient red dragon was just testing his state. If he really chooses to hand over the weapon, there is no doubt that these three ancient dragons will immediately snatch it. The greed of dragons,
There is no upper limit, Muria knows this very well.
"Blackmailing a Titan, where do you get the confidence?" The golden thunder in Muria's eyes flashed, and the Seven Sins Knife suspended behind his back fell into his hand.
"Bang!" There was a huge explosion under Muria's feet, and the majestic Titan's body rushed directly towards the ancient red dragon. The bright and dazzling sword light emerged, as if it was the only one in the world, and looked towards the other end with a look of shock and anger.
The ancient red dragon was beheaded.
"How dare a titan who has not yet broken through the legend be so arrogant? Do you think you can despise the majesty of the legendary ancient dragon after fighting with a few hot chicken legends?" Facing Muria who was charging towards it, the ancient red dragon refused to be outdone and turned red.
The spiritual light erupted from its dragon body, and the space was burned to the point of distortion, with cracks appearing.
"Boom!" A huge explosion sounded. Muria and the ancient red dragon collided with each other. A spherical shock wave visible to the naked eye appeared and swept in all directions. The vegetation was broken, rocks flew, and the world was turbid.
"Ancient Red Dragon, hey, I don't see how you are stronger than other legends?" Muria's voice sounded with disdain. As the chaotic elemental cloud dispersed, Muria and the ancient red dragon were revealed, which looked a little bit different.
Embarrassing figure.
"Asshole, if it weren't for your weapon, how could you, a Titan who hasn't grown up yet, possibly hurt me?" The ancient red dragon roared as its dragon claws spasmed, and it couldn't help but twitch. This was because it had just gone all out.
, caused by a claw grabbing Muria's body. Between its chest and abdomen, a wound flowing with lava-like blood was slowly healing. It was just cut by Muria.
"Weapons and equipment are also part of strength. You are already an old antique who has lived for nearly a thousand years. Don't you even understand this?" Muria looked at the fading dragon's blood on the Seven Sins Knife in her hand, and her face
A gratified smile appeared on his face. Fighting powerful creatures was not only a form of growth for him, but also for his weapons.
"Besides, you've lived for such a long time, but you can't even get a decent set of armor and equipment. Don't you think it's particularly embarrassing for the Dragon Clan?"
"Roar!" The ancient red dragon roared with some annoyance. It is a dragon species known for its arrogance. Although it has lived a long time and has restrained itself, this arrogance belonging to the dragon will not disappear after all.
"It's just a soul level, don't think you can compete with me with a few pieces of legendary equipment." Driven by greed, arrogance, anger and many other emotions, it is like an erupting super volcano, emitting endless light and heat.
The ancient red dragon flapped its wings, threw out the flames that had been condensed into liquid, and rushed towards Muria.
"Your opponent is me, Balor Fire Demon, Broken Horn." Just when Muria reached out to hold the prison-suppressing halberd behind him and prepared to fight, a figure with a mutilated body suddenly appeared in front of him.
Several previous battles.
"Back off!" Muria scolded with a frown.
"Master, I'll deal with this red dragon, and you can deal with the other ancient dragons." The Balor Fire Demon, Broken Horn, who was once defeated by Ansi'ol and later transformed by the Lord of the Abyss, took the initiative to fight for Mu.
Rhea faces the strongest enemy.
"Get out of the way, you can't deal with it!"
"Roar!" Ignoring Muria's order, the naive Balor Fire Demon held the decapitating sword and the flaming whip to face the ancient red dragon after its chaotic nature was wiped away.
"Broken Horn, this is my opponent." Muria put down the Seven Sins Sword in his hand, picked up the Sun Chaser Spear, raised his right arm, and threw it with all his strength.
"Ang!" The ancient red dragon restrained by the broken horn had no time to dodge the sudden spear, and his body was directly penetrated by the sun-chasing spear that turned into a bunch of thunder. It roared angrily, "Titan, I will fight you until death!"
"When you appear in front of me, haven't you already made plans to fight me to death?" Muria whispered, not caring at all about the threat of this evil dragon. He didn't care about the threats and curses of the evil god, an ancient dragon's
What does a curse mean?
"If you want to fight the master, you must kill me first." The broken horn was like an indestructible mountain, blocking the ancient red dragon's attack, giving it no chance to fight Muria.
"With a half-broken body like you, you still want to stop me?" There was a knife mark between the chest and abdomen, and the ancient red dragon with a spear stuck in its body roared, looking like crazy.
It was indeed seriously injured, but the Balor Fire Demon in front of it was even worse. A pair of wings was almost torn off, only half of its tail was left, and its limbs were abnormally twisted.
"Broken horn!" When he saw his only remaining demon servant being torn off a piece of flesh by the ancient red dragon, Muria's blood boiled, like burning dragon flames...