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Four hundred and fortieth chapters World Devourer

It doesn't even look like a dragon anymore.

It was a huge solid monster with wood as its bones, stone as its flesh, and earth as its blood...

A monster born to devour the world!

It looks like an extremely fat lizard - yes, because Nicholas II can't fly, this "Dragon Gundam" setup doesn't even have wings.

On the contrary, its tail is extremely thick.

But if we talk about the lizard...it has eight legs and six arms. Its upper body stands upright, and its height does not stop until it exceeds thirty meters.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue to grow, but if he continues to grow, he may get stuck in the canyon.

After all, they are still in the Blood Butterfly Valley... This is already the maximum size while maintaining dexterity. If the centaurs are "horse people", then they can probably be called "centipede lizard people".

"——The blood of warriors. The battlefield that never looks back. The bones of gold..."

He was still chanting non-stop.

He is creating huge, strong weapons and armor for himself.

At this moment, Annan's frosty breath finally hit his head.

His upper body froze and cracked.

"It's no use."

He chuckled and broke off the "faucet" made of clay.

As he absorbed the soil beneath him, a new dragon head formed again in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Annan stopped attacking.

Even a natural weapon like Dragon's Breath with a level A obviously has energy loss. It can't be like the archer in the game, holding a pot of arrows as if he fired infinite bullets...

So, a protracted battle with Nicholas II who possesses the technology of the Philosopher's Stone?

Annan is not that stupid.

He hovered in the sky and began to think of new countermeasures.

"Whatever you think, Annan."

But Nicholas II didn't care: "You may not have lost, but you can no longer win."

In the previous brief confrontation, Nicholas II had already noticed Annan's weakness.

The reason why Annan resorted to complex magical rituals to bombard himself.

It's because he lacks strong enough attack ability.

And this problem has not been significantly alleviated after Annan turned into a frost scale dragon - this white-winged crowned dragon may be able to kill an army of more than a thousand people in an instant, but for him who has now become a mobile fortress

However, it is completely unsolvable.

Annan's dragon breath easily froze his body.

His skin is full of cracks and is so fragile that it breaks and collapses on its own... But so what? He can heal wounds of this magnitude at any time if he wants.

Everything in this world can be used to devour.

Earth.Trees.Bricks.

Or people.

In front of the alchemist's eyes, even the ubiquitous air and light are part of the material.

Everything within reach is wealth.

But for people who don't understand alchemy, this is an obstacle that they won't be able to use throughout their lives.

Use the "Poisonous Dust of the Triple Great Hermes" to banish warriors from other worlds; transform yourself into the body of a dragon so that you will not be so fragile that you will die at a touch; wrap yourself in the entire world

Natural interior, so as to avoid being directly hit by Annan's attack.

This is an impeccable tactic.

Annan did not have an attack against the soul, nor did he have the ability to master the shaping system, nor did he have any destructive spells that could penetrate the thick earth armor in an instant and directly kill the inside.

This rock formation is not as thick as the trees, only a dozen meters in diameter, and its sturdiness is far inferior to that of the city wall... but it can effectively insulate it from heat.

If any part of it is damaged, it will be divided and eliminated from the body. New "nutrients" will be absorbed immediately to repair the gap.

"If you want to hate... just hate that you didn't kill me with one blow at the beginning."

Nicholas II made a mocking voice.

As early as when Nicholas II accepted the "Silver Flame Bombardment", he was already thinking about how he should target this bombardment-type temperature-based ability.

But now, he has made up for this shortcoming of his.

He felt that Annan no longer had the means to kill him - as long as Annan's transformation time was delayed, he could win without a fight.

So he began to try to distract Annan's attention and delay his transformation.

It is impossible to forcibly transform into a dragon body with a silver soul without any cost.

The degree of energy consumption alone is not of the same order of magnitude.

Although he felt that Annan could no longer win, it would be safer to delay it for a while and let Annan completely lose his ability to resist...

"I asked you before. Do you know who Hermes is?"

Nicholas II said slowly: "Obviously you don't know.

"This is knowledge that only alchemists can master. Those fools in the so-called 'Transformation School'... I'm afraid they still think Hermes is a human being!

"Transformation School - I really don't want to mention this name. But I have to say that the people here are fools! They gave up the great art of alchemy and the power of creation...just to fight?"

The black dragon roared.

This is not acting, but real disdain.

"The power to kill and destroy is plentiful, but the power to create is very small.

"They don't even realize their identity as creators, so naturally they don't understand what Hermes is."

The black baby dragon, wrapped in a lizard monster made of mud, rock, and wood, let out a dull chuckle and kept talking: "What is Hermes?"

"Hermes is no one - he is just an image, a code name.

"Alchemy is the science of creation... But if you want to create the future, you must first understand the past. But compared with the bright future full of infinite possibilities, the past is so bleak and not worth mentioning.

"In ancient times, after all alchemists died, they would call their inventions the inventions of the 'Hermetics'. They would not leave their own names in history, because compared to the brilliant creations

In themselves, they are full of shortcomings as mortals.

"These shortcomings are enough to make their creation no longer sacred.

"Therefore, Hermes must be an infallible man. A man who can never err, a man of divine and unshakable memory. He never was and could not be a living being.

"He is the embodiment of the wisdom of the sages——"

"——Then why do you call yourself Hermes II?"

"This is not what I claim to be. It was decided by those fools who don't even look at history. What about Hermes II, Nicholas II... I don't care about those at all."

The black dragon sneered: "My inventions can naturally be named Hermes, it doesn't matter. I have no intention of using them as proof that I am the most perfect, the Almighty who reigns over the world...

"I am Hermes and I am Nicholas.

"I'm never a second person! I'm just myself -"

"……Not always."

A faint voice sounded inside the earth monster.

That was Philip's voice.

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