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Chapter 645: The Price of Killing God

In the world of consciousness, Ender looked at Zero and wondered what the price would be for him to eliminate the power of the Devouring Dragon King. It was the millions of years of memories of the Dragon King flooding into his mind, transforming him into a brand new puppet.

The dragon's puppet.

This is something that the free Brass Dragon cannot bear and is an insult to his dignity.

"But there is no other way," Zero looked at Ender pitifully: "The world is still waiting for you to save it."

"Sacrificing yourself to save the world is really a qualified young man's passionate drama." Ander said casually, but the light spread from his body, and the dream created by Zero was crumbling:

"But I don't like this fucking shit." As Ender roared, Zero covered his head. The dream world cracked like glass, and a terrifying aura appeared on Ender, shattering the stone in front of him.

Everything false.

"Are you crazy? If you don't kill the gods, everyone will die, including you!" Zero roared with a ferocious face, but was unable to stop Ender from leaving.

At the roots of the world tree, Ender opened his eyes. The brass-colored dragon was bound to the roots of the tree. A huge pressure was exerted on every inch of his skin, making him unable to move.

It was an ability to manipulate gravity similar to that of the Word Spirit King Quan. Now this Word Spirit formed a cage against Ender, sealing him off with a gravity far exceeding a thousand times that of the earth.

"Hey, that's interesting." Ander's limbs trembled slowly in the shackles of the tree roots. If he wanted to face the gods, he must first escape from this heavy shackles.

As for the World Tree, an unknown creature like Ender is worth all his experience to stop. The surrounding branches form an alchemical circle, locking all the elements in it, making it difficult for Ender to use magic power.

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As Ender escaped from Number Zero's illusion, his contract with Number Zero also ended. The branches that bound Ender began to grow, cutting through Ender's scales bit by bit, and stretching towards his flesh and blood.

"Hiss, damn it..." Ander muttered as the remaining magic power in his body was injected into his flesh and blood, burning out the branches that penetrated deep into his body.

Now he cannot use magic and can only rely on the remaining strength in his body to fight against the erosion of the World Tree.

"Fortunately, I can break free after just a while." Under Ender's struggle, the tree roots that bound him began to crack gradually. At this moment, footsteps came from above.

Ender looked up and saw Angers and Zero falling from the sky. Yilong and Zero looked at each other. Angers winked at his old friend: "It seems I came at the wrong time?"

"No, you came just in time." Ender looked at Ange who appeared, took a deep breath and ordered: "Go to the gap between the fourth scales in the third row from top to bottom on my chest and take out the space bag.

"

Angers huddled his way through the bushes. The surrounding tree roots grew and were about to take root in Angers body. Then Ander blew out a breath of dragon's breath and burned the roots.

"You'd better hurry up, I don't want to see you being strung up by tree roots." Ander urged. Angers took out a folding knife and chopped off a section of tree root: "Don't worry, I can't use my speech spirit here.

,Well……"

Angers entered the vicinity of Ender and was immediately captured by the field. A thousand times gravity was exerted on his body, making his bones make a rattling sound.

"Don't get close, use other methods..." Ander just remembered the heavy pressure on his body, but saw Angers reaching forward regardless of his strength, and directly inserted it into the gap between Ander's scales.

Card……

There was a sound of bones shattering, Ange's arm broke, and the bones pierced out of the skin. Twisted fingers stretched out from the gaps in Ender's scales, and a space bag was hooked on the fingertips.

"Huh...hiss..." Ange sucked in the cold air and used a slow but firm speed to take the space bag out of the field of gravity, and his body fell to the ground.

"It's...ok, I took it out." Ange fell to the ground and grinned, biting the space bag with his teeth, and said unclearly: "Then...what to do?"

Ender struggled to adjust his position and straighten his chest: "Take out the greedy one, and then...stab me."

"What are you talking about?" Angers looked at Ander in disbelief: "I'm here to save you, not to kill you!"

"Stop talking nonsense, this is the only way." Ander shouted with a cold face. If you want to fight against a god, you don't have to become a new god. What Ander wants to do is something even crazier.

"You... you have to come back well..." Angers looked at Ender's expression and thought of something. He used his remaining hand to take out the Greedy War Hammer that Ender had packed in his space bag.

At this moment, the warhammer formed by the authority of the Dragon King was shining in Angers' hands, and Ander also used the magic power in his body. Flames emerged on his body surface, turning into a magic circle drawn on his scales.

"You must be crazy..." Angers stumbled to his feet, blood dripping from his twisted arms to the ground: "Don't you say you are the most cowardly?"

"But sometimes, there are things I have to do at the risk of my life." Ender's face was covered in flames, and he looked at Angers with the iconic smile of the brass dragon: "And, with this

If there is a way, I may not die."

"Then we agreed, we must survive!" Angers raised the three-meter-long scepter and pointed the tail of the stick at Ander's chest.

In this crypt, Angers thrust out the scepter in his hand, and the sharp tail pierced Ender's scales and penetrated deeply into his chest.

"That's it." The light in Ender's eyes dimmed: "If you want to kill a god, you don't need another god. Divine weapons can also do it."

At this moment, the magic circle on Ander's chest began to operate, and the dragon's flesh, flesh and magic power condensed into a ball and began to turn into a metal similar to brass.

When a metal dragon dies, it will turn into corresponding metal veins. These veins contain the soul of the metal dragon, and Ender just accelerated this process a little bit.

In the magic circle, Ender's flesh and blood completely disappeared and turned into magical brass. He loved sculptures, but at this moment, he turned into a sculpture.

"I will die but be reborn in the future."

Ender slowly closed his eyes. If he wanted to face the gods, there was another way besides devouring Authority and turning it into a dragon's puppet. That was to use his own flesh and blood to smelt an artifact and integrate Authority into it.

Only in this way can the crazy will of the Dragon King in authority not affect Ender himself.

At that moment, the blockade of the World Tree was completely shattered, flames shot into the sky, and a giant dragon made of metal rushed into the sky. A cross-shaped authority was embedded in the dragon's chest, giving him the power to change the world.

Ender gave up his body and future, and used alchemy and magic to transform himself into an artifact. His goal was to completely destroy the giant tree in front of him.

"Come on, let me go completely crazy!"


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