DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 265: Killing the Silver Throne Archer
Unfortunately, the next time he called out to her, he might have to reach the god realm.
At this stage of the game, Joelson does not have much age to continue to waste.
The metal puppet army was still there but they all did not move.
These ordinary puppet warriors lost the ability to move after the power of their divine spark faded.
Joelson is thinking about where he should go next?
At this moment, the space in front of him suddenly cracked and a figure quickly came out.
It was a handsome silver-haired young man.
That's the Throne of Space, Archer.
Archer's figure was in a sorry state. He looked surprised when he saw Joelson.
"Joelson? You're still here!"
Archer quickly scanned his surroundings and asked anxiously, "Where is the Dark Demon Dragon?"
Joelson hesitated for a moment and said, "It's been a long time."
Archer let out a long breath of regret. His expression quickly turned ugly as he said anxiously, "Then hurry up and follow me. During the battle with us, the skeletons of the undead have completely fused with the power of the divine spark. Now that they have become gods, hurry up and leave the Divine Kingdom!"
Before Archer could finish his words, the aura of undead death surged out from the shattered space. Some figures were thrown out like arrows.
It was the other three thrones and the Silver Dragon King. They seemed to have been sent flying by a great power.
Five years have passed. Other than their slightly weakened auras, there was almost no change to the other thrones.
After the condensed aura of the death of the undead, Angus Dubin's furious roar could be faintly heard. A terrifying god-level pressure was being transmitted, destroying this Divine Kingdom.
The expression of the four thrones became unsightly.
"Let's go!"
Archer easily took Joelson.
The four thrones shattered the void at the same time.
A black figure flew towards Joelson.
Archer's expression was not pleasant to look at. He took Joelson through a different spatial angle as he cursed softly, "The Throne of Cursed Darkness. They were still thinking of the divine spark at this moment!"
Joelson's expression was calm. Not only did he not panic but he even had the urge to try it.
Even he himself did not know how strong he was right now. He needed a domain-level divine spark to try it.
As if he had thought of something, Archer came to his senses and asked Joelson, "Where is the divine spark you've obtained?"
Joelson did not answer. He suddenly took a step forward and released himself from the Archer palm. He stood outside the room and looked at her calmly.
Everything is clear.
Archer stood glued to the spot. His expression instantly became extremely complicated.
From Archer's gaze, Joelson could see the occasional flash of killing intent but, in the end, he still suppressed it.
"Huh. Forget it."
Archer let out a long sigh and said with a bitter smile, "That we, the top five god-ranked, have spent so much effort to obtain... I never thought that it would end up in your hands."
"Oh, right!"
Archer suddenly became confused and asked in surprise, "Since you have received the divine spark inheritance, why don't you rise to the divine rank?"
Joelson pondered for a moment and explained, "My domain is a little special."
Archer nodded and did not ask again. He looked at Joelson with envious eyes and sighed, "It seems like it won't be long before another throne will appear in the Saint Realm."
The two of them came out of the lost Divine Kingdom and heaved a sigh of relief.
"Before Angus Dubin fully inherited the Divine Kingdom, he should not have come out. But after that..."
"I know."
Joelson nodded.
Angus Dubin still had a part of Priestley in mind. He did not want to give up on Priestley's divine personality and, sooner or later, he would come looking for him.
Of course, Joelson also had thoughts about Angus Dubin's undead divine personality.
When the time comes, it will depend on who will be the final winner.
When the two of them appeared in the Saint Realm, they were surprised to find that their surroundings were so empty. Not many people in the Saint Realm were so large and some people in the Saint Realm were seriously injured, as if they were hiding here to recuperate.
Archer was the fastest among the Four Great Thrones. When they saw him appear, the few people in the Saint Realm who were recuperating immediately revealed joyous and excited expressions.
"It's throne! The throne is back!"
Joelson and Archer looked at each other in confusion. Only then did they know what was happening.
"Five years?"
Archer's face revealed an astonished expression, he said in a low voice, "I almost forgot that the flow of time in the territory of the gods is different from the outside world. We lost the divine kingdom because the ruler of the Divine Kingdom, Priestley, had died, so the flow of time had not changed. We've only been in the undead bone region for less than a year."
From the description of the saint level, the two realized how great the so-called demonic calamity was in their eyes.
"The Dark Church really betrayed the continent? They released the imprisoned demi-devil in the eyes of the Abyss?"
"Don't that mean?"
Archer's expression was horrified as he said in surprise, "The Dark Throne?"
Before he could finish his words, the shadow behind Archer suddenly widened and a black figure shot out from the shadow.
Archer's expression changed and he subconsciously wanted to drill into the void but the shadow underneath was like a nail firmly nailing his body to the ground.
The pitch-black dagger quietly extended a hand, pointing straight at the head of the Archer.
The Archer disciple contracted and, in an instant, countless spatial blades shot out from his hands but all of them seemed to disappear, shooting into the shadows without any reaction.
Just as the pitch-black dagger was about to pierce through Archer's forehead, a hand suddenly shot out from the side, grabbed Archer, and pulled him back.
The dagger was still a bit away from Archer's head, so it could only slash swiftly, leaving a long wound on his chest.
"Suck!"
After escaping death, Archer stared at the figure walking out from the shadows, his face pale.
Black blood continued to flow out from his chest. Even though the knife did not kill him, it still severely injured him.
"You even used poison!"
Archer.
The Throne of Darkness coldly put away the black dagger.
Beside him, the Throne of Light and the Throne of Fire walked out. The Silver Dragon King followed them.
The three of them stared at Archer without any expression.
Archer's face showed an expression of disbelief. "You want to kill me?"
"No, we don't want to kill you."
The Light Throne shook its head, stretched out a finger, and pointed at Joelson behind Archer. He said weakly, "We just want it."
"He has a second divinity."
The Fire Lord added, "Farmers, you ran too fast and protected him. Darkness can only give you a small warning."
"Stupid!"
Siegel pointed at the Dark Throne and shouted excitedly, "This person allied with demi-humans to invade the continent and you still choose to cooperate with him?"