Bang
The earth was shaking crazily, the dragon fell down, dark golden blood splashed, two drops of which fell into Truman's hands.
"Hmph!" dici glanced at Truman. He had just teleported to the dragon's head and slashed it with his sword, directly "slaughtering" the dragon.
The injuries suffered by the dragon in the dream were all real, and they were the injuries caused by dici in reality.
Buzz! Suddenly, a curtain of shadow surged around dici's body, as if sea water was gushing out from it, disrupting all fate and covering everything up.
This thing is probably similar to the paper angel from Source Castle in Truman's impression, and it cos from the protection of the Sun God.
In this way, this spiritual dragon will never die again.
The breath of the Chaos Sea is the ultimate pollution to the Dragon of Fantasy. No matter how many tis such a spiritual dragon is resurrected, it will be impossible for him to resist it.
With the Hunter Path Sequence 2 "Weather Warlock" blessed by the legion, plus a super-sized dream angel, and even the breath of the Sea of ??Chaos, the death of the spiritual dragon was not unjust.
This is today's era. The ancient gods are wreaking havoc on the land, sky, ocean and even the spiritual world. The lives of angels cannot be guaranteed and they will die if they want to.
"Happy cooperation." Truman chuckled and sared the two drops of blood on the sage's robe. The flow of information surged wildly, analyzing all the extraordinary abilities within it.
"Seeing that your assists are pretty good, let share the spoils with you!" At this ti, soone in the legion had already stepped forward with magical items to accelerate the extraction of extraordinary characteristics.
dici soon threw in a trait, which was Sequence Three of the Reader Path, "Insighter".
"There is also a Sequence 2 characteristic that needs to be taken back to Saslier." Although dici was unhappy, he still explained.
"Got it!" Truman nodded with satisfaction. dici's lethality was powerful enough, and working with him for a while would be a reward.
The characteristics of Sequence Three are secondary. The most important thing is that the dragon's abilities have probably been analyzed by himself, and several important abilities have been recorded.
"The power of this dream..." Truman is the most proficient in this dream ability. He succeeded in reproducing it just once, and even directly concealed this spiritual dragon when using it.
"It goes well with the Book of Dreams, even more powerful than the original version, and the Night Path also has the power of dreams..."
He opened the Book of Dreams, and the divine badge on his body was also flashing with starlight, and an ability called "Dream" was burned into the Book of Dreams.
"Who is coming to invade my golden kingdom!" Truman was still studying the ability to dream, when suddenly a roar resounded through the sky, deafening.
A giant appeared within sight, wearing silver full-body armor, emitting obvious light, and a ball of morning light condensed in the position of his eyes.
"It's Badheir, the God of Dawn!" dici and his legions imdiately prepared for battle. "If we can kill him, the Giant King will definitely lose his mind!"
dici's eyes were full of fanaticism, and his fighting spirit was burning like fire.
"Don't think about it, this is the son of the Giant King, not the crazy giant dragon just now. The Giant King's eyes will co at any ti!" Truman's words extinguished dici's fighting spirit like cold rain.
This is the golden country under the rule of the Giant King's Court. If Badheir is killed here, the Giant King Ormir will definitely arrive, and even the blessing of the Sea of ??Chaos will not be able to save dici.
The most likely thing that will happen is to provoke a divine war between the ancient Sun God and the Giant King in advance.
"Then spare his life!" dici's arrogant head never lowered, and he was about to lead his legion to retreat without a head-on conflict with the God of Dawn.
"You won't leave? Do you want to die?" dici glanced at Truman, obviously wanting to help this temporary comrade, but he looked like he didn't deserve a beating.
"I'm here just for Him, why are we walking?" Truman glanced at dici and looked at the Twilight Giant who was still far away.
His warriors intuitively sensed the hiding of the two angels and observed them carefully.
dici raised his hand to control the weather around him. Suddenly, thick fog appeared all around, which had the effect of suppressing the enemy's perception.
"Warrior Path Sequence Two Glory, who has the strongest frontal combat effectiveness alone?" Truman narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about everything about the Warrior Path, and the conclusion that he is best at frontal combat has been tested by countless battles in later generations.
"Just him? The strongest? Have you asked ?" dici snorted. The war angel with the legion is the strongest!
"Then go fight him." Truman glanced at dici and encouraged.
"Do you think I'm stupid?" dici looked at Truman with a look that looked at Leodro. At a certain mont, Truman really wanted to slap him in the face.
This ridicule is simply full of laughter.
"Ahem!" Truman returned his attention to Badheir, and at this mont the giant in the fog suddenly looked at where Truman and dici were!
"A warrior's intuition..." This kind of fighting instinct is very terrifying and makes no sense at all.
At the mont when the giant discovered them, a sword made of orange-red dusk light penetrated the void, and the giant jumped directly in front of Truman and dici!
clang!
War Angel rushed out, also holding a big sword, and even his body beca three or four ters tall, his skin beca steel, and he beca a steel giant.
The swords in the hands of the two giants suddenly collided together, flas of various colors were rising, and the orange-red dusk light was also spreading.
"Your style of painting is wrong!" Truman couldn't help complaining as he looked at the scene in front of him of two giants fighting each other with swords.
In this weird and crazy world, traditional weapon fighting is still going on, which is really against the rules.
Truman opened one of the pages of the Book of Dreams, and the "Dream" symbol on it shone, and an invisible force filled the air.
The gloves of the ancient man shimred slightly, and the sage's robe on his body also flashed with phosphorescence. At this mont, Truman seed to have transford into a spiritual dragon, roaring out a spiritual breath!
This is an angel-level attack!
At the sa ti, Truman also threw countless "Frenzy", "Mind Deprivation" and "Psychic Storm" at Badhel, all of which ca from the psychic dragon just now.
The blood of angels allows him to interpret many extraordinary abilities, which can be controlled through the sage's information-based ability, and the characteristics of the planeswalker also contain "reappearance".
"Uh...ah..." At this mont, the Cyclops' body beca stagnant to a certain extent, and his spirit was greatly affected.
"Go away!" Badheir roared angrily, and an orange-red dusk light suddenly erupted from his body. Everything the dusk light touched was decaying and aging. Even dici had a solemn face and did not dare to face him. Resist hard.
"Go to hell!" This ti Badheir jumped directly in front of Truman. His terrifying height brought extrely strong pressure, and the terrifying sword slashed down.
It seed that the body of this weird angel would be cut off in the next mont.
dici wanted to co for help, but was rejected by Truman. This ti he wanted to really make Badheir realize his weakness!
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