"Yes, attack all parts of his body. I don't believe it. With such a huge body, can every part of his body be fused with legendary metal? There are definitely loopholes."
A legend looked at Muria's huge mountain body and said fiercely that he would never believe that there would be a giant dragon that could cover every part of his body with legendary metal without leaving a single gap. Such a precious resource
, to be able to get even a little bit is already a blessing.
How can it be the same as ordinary people's steel armor? A full-body armor can be forged casually. Or is it an armor specially forged for a huge creature like a dragon? Logically speaking, this is a legendary equipment that cannot exist at all.
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"Do you really want to feel despair?" Muria realized that these humans wanted to test his weaknesses, and yawned lazily. Where did he get his weaknesses? Every scale on his body was in contact with Sheng Yao.
The fusion of Huang Yuan is something that is simply unimaginable for these humans, but it is a fact.
If I had to talk about a weakness, it would probably be the eyes, nostrils, mouth, and other places connected to the body. But how could he allow these humans to attack such a place?
"No... no weaknesses. All the scales are fused with legendary metal." A dragon hunter holding a sharp blade had a trembling voice and looked at Muria with a bitter look on his face.
Just now, he used his secret technique to cut every part of Muria's body in an instant, but what made him despair was that every sword energy feedback to him was exactly the same feeling. There was no weakness. This dragon really
Wearing a legendary armor that perfectly fits its body shape.
"Impossible, how could he collect so many legendary metals? These are not weeds on the road." When a soul level heard the words of the legendary boss next to him, a look of madness suddenly appeared on his face.
He was happy for a long time when he got a thumb-sized piece of fine gold by chance, but now it seems that he is just like a fool.
"There are so many things in the world that are beyond your imagination. Do you think they don't exist if they don't exist?" Muria glanced around. Except for the area where he was squatting, the surrounding ground was covered with slash marks and explosions.
traces of.
As for his body, there is no change in the form just revealed. This is the source of the legendary despair of this group of humans. All attacks are ineffective and cannot cause effective damage to Muria.
"I said, don't run away." Muria's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and the dragon wings behind him opened. With a slight blow, his body was thousands of meters away in an instant, and the dragon's claws
The space that stretches out collapses and breaks, and you explore it.
Boom! Along with the huge explosion, the space that Muria just shattered expanded by another circle, but the expression on Muria's face did not change at all. His claws were pulled out from it, and there was a faint black color caused by the explosion.
There were traces of it, and from his claws came an unwilling, angry and desperate roar.
Muria didn't react at all to this sound. The dragon claws covered with golden dragon scales with faint mysterious lines closed gently. With the sound of flesh and blood breaking, scarlet blood dripped from the gaps in Muria's dragon claws.
"You still have a choice, continue to pray to your gods and see if he will answer your prayers. This is your only way to survive."
Muria said with a gentle smile, but no matter how gentle a dragon's smile is, in the eyes of other creatures, it is majestic and ferocious.
Out of instinctive disgust, he very much hoped to induce the dragon stalker to descend into his avatar and attack him. Then he would just stand and watch the show, waiting for the dragon stalker to change.
The remaining dragon hunters looked at the golden dragon in the sky with desperate eyes, and an atmosphere of sadness and anger lingered.
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"This little guy is..." In the Pantheon, the scene in the eyes of the platinum dragon god entrenched on the throne changed. He saw the legendary hexagonal golden dragon that oppressed a group of humans.
There was a slight ripple in the dragon's eye that was full of vicissitudes over the years. According to the guidance of the Mother of Dragons, he saw Muria and then thought of his identity.
"That's it." The platinum dragon god turned his head and looked at the dragon stalker sitting higher than him. He probably understood why this god was so angry.
"Malock, haven't you seen it yet? You already have a legendary believer who is about to be beaten to death. Why don't you help? Seven legendary believers! Can these be discarded?"
Tiamat sat on her divine throne, and her five dragon heads looked at the dragon stalker sitting high above with a playful expression, her eyes full of ridicule and pleasure.
"You can't even help the legendary believers, let alone those under legend. In this case, what kind of god do you think you are? You can't even protect your own believers. Take off your priesthood and extinguish your own divine fire. Old
Just go down to the lower world as a mortal."
The Dragon Queen tried her best to ridicule, who told this Dragon Stalker to always target her after taking office, but not to deal with her brother, so she hated this Dragon Stalker deeply, and tried every means to get rid of her brother.
Get rid of this god and replace him with another one.
The dragon queen's taunting voice echoed in the pantheon, and not a single god responded. They had all seen what kind of dragon the dragon stalker, the powerful god, was concerned about.
"Malock, if you allow a legend to provoke you like this, you will lose all the majesty of the gods." At this time, the voice of a person who was watching the fun and not taking it too seriously sounded.
It was a human man with one eye, broad shoulders, and a long beard, wearing half armor and black leather gloves. His hollow eye sockets were filled with swirling sparks, and they were covered with a black eyepatch.
"Talos, okay! Since you want to protect the dignity of God, you can take action on my behalf. I will make up for you ten times the lost divine power." Malok looked at the Lord of Storms, the red God King shining in his eyes,
This guy has absolutely bad intentions.
"The dignity of the gods needs to be maintained by oneself." Talos responded. He had recently received news that his beloved Winter Goddess Oluel had recently taken refuge with the hybrid titan.
This made the Lord of the Storm, whose Kingdom of God was shattered and has not yet recovered, greatly annoyed. Oluel was his fat sheep, and she actually ran away like this. However, she took refuge with this hybrid Titan, which made him somewhat helpless.
He has had enough of fighting one battle at a time, and he doesn't want to do it again. Once he angers the Epic Titan, it will be completely worth the loss, so he wants to encourage someone to take revenge on his behalf.
"Hmph!" Malok snorted angrily. They are all guys who just watch the fun and don't take it too seriously. Among the gods with powerful divine power, his position changes the most frequently, so his position is quite embarrassing.
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"The rules of the Titans are to fight at the same level. They will not interfere. Life and death are determined by fate. They will only intervene when the boundaries are exceeded and it is purely a matter of force to suppress others. There is no fair fight."
Another voice sounded next to the dragon stalker. It was a divine throne made entirely of flames. The mysterious flame pattern formed a sun-like pattern above the divine throne. A man in white clothes with white hair,
An old man with a white beard and a wooden staff holding a shining golden light sat on it.
"So?" The dragon stalker with black hair and red eyes, and a faintly violent aura, looked at the Sun God Pelor.
"You just need to bring down an incarnation with only the second level of legendary strength. No matter what happens in the same level battle, the Titans will have nothing to say. It is a fair fight." The amiable Sun God Pailuo said with a smile, "God.
Its majesty cannot be desecrated!"
"You all want me to take action!" Malok narrowed his eyes, and the scarlet light in his eyes was as real as two scarlet swords.
"Come and incarnate. As long as you don't use power beyond the limit, we will vouch for you." Above Malok, the god sitting on the platinum throne opened his eyes, and the light of the divine Holy Spirit shone.
"This is what you said. Anyone who wants me to take action will stand up and make a divine covenant. You are all my justice. If the Epic Titan intervenes, you must prove it for me."
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"Are all the gods now so cowardly? They don't even dare to descend into the avatar." Muria knocked a legend to the ground out of boredom, then stretched out his claws, and shot out one after another sharp sword light from his five dragons.
He shot out his finger and instantly crushed five soul-level souls. Muria didn't intend to let any of these dragon hunters go. Too many dragons died under their hands.
"Huh?" The dragon body of Muria who was chasing the dragon hunter paused slightly, turned his head, and looked at the black-armored dragon hunter who had been disabled. His eyes narrowed slightly, showing a look of interest.
, he felt a huge will and took over the body of the dragon hunter whose mentality had collapsed.
"My lord, is it you? I knew you would never abandon me." Feeling a huge force coming into his body, the dragon hunter's dim and gray eyes suddenly burst out.
He was so excited that he could not speak coherently due to the unprecedented light. His God had not given up on him.
"After this battle is over, your soul will ascend to my kingdom of God to enjoy eternal life. Sleep peacefully. When you wake up, everything will be over! Now, give everything you have to me!"
A majestic voice echoed in the dragon hunter's spiritual sea. A tall and majestic man holding a dragon-slaying spear and carrying a dragon-slaying sword loomed in his spiritual sea. Power from a higher level oppressed his spiritual consciousness.
"Please be sure to kill that dragon. It is the evil of the cholera world."
"I understand, give up all control of your body!" The dragon stalker said with a hint of impatience.
"I entrust everything to you, my lord."
The dragon hunter's eyes bloomed with bright light, and his eyes slowly closed, and then the aura of his own decline rose rapidly and gradually stabilized.
All the injuries on this body have been repaired by Malok using his divine power, and his strength has been maintained at the legendary second level. When Malok opened his eyes, he saw a pair of golden pupils with bright golden light.
Looking at him.
"Are you ready? Golden dragon!" The incarnation of Malok, wearing a golden armor made of divine power and holding a dragon-slaying gun, stared at the giant dragon lying in front of him with a lazy posture and watching him with interest.
, asked in an indifferent tone.
"Aren't you going to continue to improve your strength?" Muria asked curiously, "Is this the only level?"
"That's enough for you!"
"Oh!" Muria nodded, then raised his paw and slapped him directly...