On the Gattuso family's side, something completely opposite to what happened in the doomsday shelter was happening. Over there, I fell and my son stood. So on Gattuso's side, it was like my son fell and I stood.
Caesar, who fell into the illusion, instantly lost the ability to move, but both Gullweger and Pompeii knew that it was just a temporary state. Perhaps Pompeii knew Caesar well enough and could control him for a period of time with realistic illusions.
time.
But it would not take long, so Pompeii chose to abandon Caesar and attack Passi and Gullweger. However, he never thought that the other party had been prepared and used the dragon's breath summoned by magic to hit Pompeii.
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Amidst the inhuman wailing, Gullweger stretched out her hand in confusion, not understanding how she could summon a flame. This was the first time she had used this magical technique. Seeing this scene made her doubtful about life.
"Did it connect to the elemental plane of fire?" Just as Gullweger was wondering, the miserable scream gradually disappeared, and with it, the blue-red alcohol flame on Pompeii's body.
Pompeii walked out of the fire. He looked even more terrifying now than before. The skin disappeared, exposing the muscles underneath. The original wheat-colored skin turned into a blackened hard shell, and pus and blood were constantly leaking out.
But he was still smiling, as if he was not the one who screamed just now. In the flames, Pompeii stretched his hands flat, as if he was not being burned by the flames, but bathing in a clear spring.
"Earth, fire, water, and wind are the four elements, but above that, there is a spirit that can control the four elements." Pompeii said calmly: "And now, I have the blood of the King of Spirits."
Guerweger glared at Pompeii, but in the end the anger disappeared little by little, leaving only pity, pity for the fool: "Pompei, wake up, you have gone down the wrong road."
"Yeah," Pompeii's body walked out of the fire, still in the miserable state after being burned, but he walked towards Gurweig as if he didn't care at all: "But I feel that this power is incomparable
The earth is strong."
"Moreover, didn't you also gain the power of the gods, Gullweger, a descendant of a family cursed by the gods?" There was no expression on Pompeii's face, and he became more terrifying than any evil ghost.
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"Are you finally willing to admit it?" Gullweger put her hand on Caesar. Facing her former husband, her face became ugly: "Is it really your plan to say that before?"
"No, I just took a closer look at you now." Pompeii's voice became hoarse in the fire: "Look at how you look now, ugly, fat, and smelling of oil smoke. I really don't want to admit you
She is my wife."
Gullweger clenched her fist, and the next second, a ray of white light shot out from her hand. Pompeii hurriedly protected his face, but felt nothing.
Pompeii, who was frightened by Gurweger, opened his eyes and saw a bright beam of light falling from the sky and falling into Caesar's body. The boy who had fallen into a nightmare completely woke up at this moment.
Caesar fell into the nightmare created by the Dream Tapir. It was not that he had never been exposed to similar attacks, but compared to the stereotyped illusions of other spiritual talkers, the nightmare created by Pompeii can be said to be a model of murder and heart-wrenching.
In that illusion that was no different from reality, Caesar's attention was attracted by the illusion of Pompeii in front of him. The other party was approaching his mother step by step. So in the impulse, he rushed towards the illusion and struggled with it.
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Pompey knew very well what could hold his son back, his unforgettable hatred for himself, and Caesar fell into this trap.
He pressed Pompeii's illusion to the ground, and punched his father's face that was similar to his own. Blood spattered, but the anger in his heart became more intense.
If Ender were here, he would find that Caesar has become red-blooded and has completely lost his mind.
Just when Caesar was lost in the illusion, a warm power came into his heart and mouth. Gurweger from the outside world was pouring his remaining divine power into Caesar's body, using positive energy.
Help him return to reality.
The next moment, in the sea of blood composed of Pompeii's corpses, Caesar raised his head, and his eyes gradually returned to clarity. Above the false high sky, countless white-gold stars shined, pulling Caesar forward.
Back to reality.
He opened his eyes and looked at his father who looked like an evil ghost in front of him. His once weak body was once again filled with strength due to anger at this moment. In the white-gold light, Caesar prayed to the gods for the first time.
Need strength, the strength to protect your family.
He is wrapped in dazzling divine power. As the holy son transformed by Bahamut himself, Caesar has always had powerful power. The promotion system of priests is so unreasonable. The god you believe in can give it to you as long as you are willing.
Endless power.
So, Bahamut, who was far away in Heaven Mountain, opened his eyes and glanced into the distance. Previously, his descendant of the brass dragon refused his gift, but Bahamut, who did not give up, was still very happy.
Intention to pour your strength there.
The more believers there are, the more power he can give, and finally he can seize the faith of that new world. Even if the Dragon God is not a complete believer in God, the new world still makes him salivate.
After all, the Dragon God is also a dragon, and Bahamut has regarded the earth as his treasure.
So at that moment, the dragon blood in Caesar's body boiled, and for Bahamut, a drop in the bucket of divine power was introduced into his body, causing his power to soar at this moment.
In the platinum beam of light, Caesar glared at his father. The blood of the golden dragon in his body catalyzed the growth, allowing his body to further transform into a dragonborn.
"The color of the earth, have you really gained the power of the king of earth and mountains?" Pompeii's body also changed at the same time. The two babies' heads opened their eyes, and the surrounding air was fluctuating.
Scales grew on his melted skin. Different from his son's bright golden scales, what Pompeii grew were fine white scales with a smooth surface, just like the scales of a snake.
Caesar's heart was now calm, and everything he had just experienced in the illusion was still vivid in his mind. Those vented emotions caused his emotions to temporarily dry up, leaving only a rational mind.
"No, you are wrong. You don't understand what a god is at all, and you have never seen the power of a god." Caesar looked at his father with pity: "You are just imitating the strong as much as possible, and then put this state into
Just call him God."
"Then do you want me to see it, Little Caesar?" A twisted horn protruded from Pompeii's head, his features were ferocious, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes: "But I have prepared one for you.
What an unexpected big gift.”
"I don't have to," Caesar shook his head regretfully: "It's over, Pompeii, you should sort out your messed up mind."
"What did you say..." Before Pompeii could react, the bright white-gold holy fire fell from the sky and turned into a waterfall of flames to engulf him.