DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 204: The Eye of the Gorge
As soon as those words came out of Joelson's mouth, the atmosphere froze.
Chesterton looked at Joelson, his eyes filled with hatred like a poisonous snake. There is no trace of the dignity and grace of God's authority.
The blue chain of flames loosened, and Chesterton, whose arm was broken, fell to the ground weakly.
Joelson stepped on the back of the steel dragon, the latter raising its wings, and the pressure of the strong wind swept across the area.
Everyone subconsciously took a few steps back.
Pryce noticed that the terrifying metal monster was heading towards him. Stared at by the cold dark golden eyes, he felt as if he would be swallowed at any moment.
Joelson stood on high ground and looked at Pryce indifferently.
If he used his brain a little, he would be able to guess that it must be because of Pryce.
He raised his hand casually.
Bang out!
Pryce seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, he was sent flying like a kite with a rope broken off by an invisible force.
He crawled in a sorry state.The half of his face was swollen, and there were clear palm marks on it.
"Next time, I want your head."
Having said that, even without looking at Pryce, Joelson rode a steel dragon and flew off into the distance.
Everyone stared at his back in a daze. Suddenly, a voice shouted.
"Mastering!"
Frederick frantically chased after Joelson's back.
The sunlight hanging at the top of the star pillar was still dazzling, the entire place was silent.
Looking at Pryce, who was kneeling on the ground, the three remaining light saints, and Chesterton who was struggling to wake up, the holy light unicorn whined in a low voice before dying.
They had not recovered from the great shock.
A series of events made everyone's mind blunt as if everything in front of them was happening in a dream.
In no time.
They watched the second sun hang high in the sky.
Someone out of the sun.
Defeat the saints lightly.
Tearing up God's power.
Slapping silver hands.
Without a doubt, very arrogant.
After the silence, there was a heated discussion like a volcanic eruption.
Some say that Joelson stepped on his purple sword and gold lion bones to create an era of his own.
Some people suspect that the Light Church will definitely be angry and may declare war on Joelson.
Some people lamented that humanity would have another god-level powerhouse.
No matter what people were talking about, they couldn't avoid someone's name.
Edward Joelson.
The first solar genius in five thousand years.
The magic array was extremely busy, many people were in no hurry to leave the Inheritance Land and spread the word about what was happening here.
Elin stared towards the direction where Joelson disappeared and bit her lips tightly, her face filled with grievances and anger.
Even though they didn't know each other for long, the man left without saying goodbye to her, it really sucks.
Elin is confused as to whether she should catch up with Joelson or go elsewhere.
After he suddenly found a way to sneak out, he didn't seem to know where to go at all.
Better sneak out first.
Elin mingled with the crowd, took out a bunch of magic crystal coins and put them into the hands of the witches, trying to run into the teleportation array.
Two figures suddenly floated in front of him.
Elin saw their faces clearly, and her expression changed, subconsciously she wanted to turn around and escape.
But his body froze in place, unable to move.
"Take me off, you bastard!" Elin shouted furiously.
The gray-haired witch between the two bowed respectfully to Elin.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty asked us to invite you back."
"I'm not a princess, you idiot. Purple flowers are in the capital, you're wrong people! Woo-woo!"
The magic wand was lightly tapped, and Elin could not even make a sound, she just stared with her big eyes.
The two of them quickly took him to the magic teleportation array and disappeared with a beam of light.
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Five thousand years almost covered all traces of the battle Only the dry and cracked land seemed to tell the tragic story of that battle.
The ground soaked in the blood of Otherworldly monsters could not cultivate anything.
Joelson stopped at a hole, and the steel dragon let out a low roar.
This was the place where he "died" in battle, in the trial.
Looking up, the sky in the distance was dark and gloomy, that was the direction of the central battlefield.
"Master! Master!"
A flattering voice sounded from behind.
Joelson had no expression whatsoever, and he turned his head coldly.
Frederick knelt on the ground humbly, looking at him in a flattering manner.
Joelson snorted coldly.
The steel dragon suddenly extended its claws, and Frederick was crushed into a bloody mist before he could even scream.
A green flexible flame slowly floated in front of Joelson, forming the frightened face of Frederick.
"Sir, I was wrong!"
Joelson looked at her indifferently.
"There won't be a next time."
Frederick nodded in despair.When he faced Joelson again, he often felt afraid.
He did not feel this way when he faced several gigantic dragons several times.
Fredrick doesn't know.
Over the years of countless trials and battles, Joelson's heart was many times colder than before, and his methods were far more ruthless.
Fredrick's little trick was obvious to Joelson.
Joelson doesn't care much.
In fact, he already had some thoughts of becoming an enemy of the Holy See.
If he wanted to exchange the shining dragon eggs, he could only do so from the shining church.
Joelson rode a steel dragon and approached the central battlefield.
During the trial, the divine domain and even the strength of the gods were intertwined, he had no right to approach.
Joelson felt he had gained the greatest benefit during the trial in the Land of Inheritance.
In fact, it was not because of his magic legacy or his strength or his battle experience.
Rather, it was because he had the chance to see some battle secrets five thousand years ago.
The closer he got to the middle, the stranger the color of his sky was.
Dark clouds completely blocked out the sunlight, and blood-red lightning flashed across the clouds.
The body of the steel dragon continued to rise.
Joelson saw a very surprising sight.
Big cracks, sinkholes.
In the Dark Abyss, a cold wind blew from below, and there was an inexplicable chill and blood on his face.
A blood-red lightning flashed across the darkness like a snake.
It was as if an extremely terrifying monster was hiding underground, and he opened his eyes by accident.
It went higher and higher.
Joelson's pupils constrict.
Looking down from this position, one could see.
The outline of the crack was too strange.
It was very similar to the tip of a long sword, the tip of a royal staff, or the tip of an axe that cut deeply into the ground and then pulled it out viciously.
If it really happened ...
How big is this weapon.
It's unbelievable.
God's Power?
What Joelson doesn't know is that the gods are still too far away from him.
The saintly level is only the beginning.
Suddenly, Joelson narrowed his eyes.
He saw that there seemed to be some black figures running on the edge of the crater, but they were too far away.
The figures were so small that like ants, it was impossible to see them clearly.