
The Watcher was shocked when he saw Joelson appear.
As long as Joelson doesn't run away, that's fine. The people in the Land of Slaughter were clearly not united. Sand is nothing to be afraid of.
Now is the perfect time to catch Joelson!
The Watcher doesn't want to kill Joelson directly. Joelson had previously escaped from the Land of Slaughter and they did not know how. Joelson has to control the small world. As long as they could capture Joelson and force him to figure out the location of the small world, then the small world would belong to him!
The small world that he could not even detect would definitely be of high quality!
As long as he could obtain it, his strength would definitely increase by a lot. He might even have the chance to advance to the god realm!
The supervisor's gaze toward Joelson became greedy. His heart was burning with passion.
Barnard hasn't come and no one is competing with him for a chance. This is a great opportunity to capture Joelson's interrogation for himself!
Thinking of this, the Watcher suddenly moved, and a blood-red sword shot towards Joelson.
Joelson looked at the approaching blood red blade of light and the slaughter sword appeared in his hand.
A deep red lightning shot out from his blade, gently slashing down, leaving a black mark in the void.
The blood red light bar broke into two pieces in the air and then disappeared into the void.
The Watcher disciple contracted a little. Before he escaped from the Slaughter Land, he already had the power to kill one of his clones. Now that he had returned, his strength had become stronger and sufficient to easily take a punch from him.
But the Guard did not care. This was just a normal blow from him.
Several Watcher clones looked at each other, then disappeared at the same time, charging fiercely towards Joelson.
But they see that Joelson seems to have no intention of resisting. Instead, he took two steps back.
"Your opponent is not me."
Joelson said in a low voice.
Some gods were stunned but their bodies did not stop. They continued to attack Joelson.
And then, they saw that the void in front of Joelson had split into a huge crack and an extremely dazzling blood red light was flashing within it.
In that crack, a gigantic dragon covered in scales that looked like blood flowed out abruptly.
The Watcher disciple contracted violently as he crashed into them at an extremely fast speed. He was startled by the sudden appearance of a gigantic dragon and could not react for a moment.
They also charged towards the sudden appearance of the giant dragon. At this moment, they wanted to dodge, but they could not control their bodies and collided directly with the gigantic dragon.
The Observers felt an immense force collide with their bodies, as if a mountain was ruthlessly smashing into them.
Some of them were thrown backwards, their hearts filled with shock and terror.
"Giant dragon?"
Several clones simultaneously shouted in fear.
However, they quickly discovered that although the gigantic dragon in front of them was extremely powerful, it stood in front of them like a mountain.
However, the power of the giant dragon was only at the peak of the god realm. It had not even reached the level of a demi-god. It is far from suitable for them.
"Don't panic! It won't hurt us!"
One of the clones warned them.
Only now did they discover that even though the giant dragon had made them fly with terrifying strength, they did not receive any meaningful damage at all.
"This looks like a giant slaughter dragon?" One of them said in surprise.
"That's right. Moreover, it was a gigantic slaughter dragon with an extremely frightening talent!"
"Let's catch this giant slaughter dragon first! We will have plenty of time to tame it slowly in the future!"
As the few of them spoke, they surrounded Fenrir, their eyes showing an extremely greedy expression.
And now, a gigantic god-level slaughter dragon had appeared before his eyes. How could he let her go? Moreover, it was an extremely talented giant slaughter dragon!
Joelson secretly watched all this, seemingly not planning to attack.
He wanted to use this battle to help Fenrir break through his bottleneck and become a demigod, completely transforming into an ancient giant slaughter dragon!
"Roaar!"
Fenrir let out an angry roar, his ruby-like eyes lit up with a strong desire to fight.
Although he was surrounded by several gods, he did not feel the slightest bit of fear. Instead, he seemed to be filled with excitement and anticipation.
Slaughter dragons were born for battle and slaughter. He thirsts for battle.
He thirsts to be strong!
Ever since witnessing the battle of Du Lu, the steel dragon, and Lightning on the secret land, he had left behind a terrifying trail.
It had missed the day when it would be as strong as them.
And fighting is the best way!
Fenrir did not wait for the others to move. He turned into a streak of blood red light, suddenly attacking someone.
The laws of slaughter wrapped around sharp claws and fangs, launching fierce attacks against targets.
The gods have no time to escape. He was slashed by Fenrir's giant claws, and then he was bitten wildly.
However, the god-compressed blood-red armor on his body did not allow Fenrir's attack to have much of an effect. They left only a few bloody scars.
The god looked at Fenrir mockingly. He waved the long sword in his hand, leaving a black scar in the air as he ruthlessly slashed towards Fenrir.
Clangs!
The sound of metal clashing sounded.
The long sword was blocked by the giant claws of Fenrir. Fenrir ferociously swung his other giant claws, clawing at the supervisor.
Although Fenrir was only at the peak of the god realm, he was able to fight a draw against the overseer, who had the power of a god.
The supervisory realm is even higher. When Fenrir's attack landed on the watchdog armor, it didn't have much of an effect. Fenrir, on the other hand, relied on his powerful giant dragon body to be completely unafraid of the supervisor's attacks, giving up on defense.
Although he was covered in wounds, he also inflicted some injuries on the bystanders.
But very quickly, the situation changed.
The Watcher clones all charged forward, surrounding Fenrir.
No matter how talented Fenrir was or how ferocious he was, he was only at the god realm. As for the Watcher clone, they were all gods in terms of strength.
Faced with the combined attacks of these people, Fenrir's attacks became even fiercer. He stared fixedly at one of the Watchers as he charged with all his might.
He nearly injured the Watcher but, under the combined attack of these men, Fenrir seemed to have sunk into the swamp. On one hand, he wanted to launch an attack, while on the other, he had to be wary of the other. His attacks became slower and slower.
Slowly, he could not hold on any longer, and he constantly let out angry roars.
As Joelson watched this scene, he tightened his grip on the slaughter sword, preparing to attack at any moment. If Fenrir couldn't hold out any longer, he would attack immediately, but now was not the time.
Fenrir has not reached his limit.
He wanted to become a demigod and he wanted to turn into an ancient giant slaughter dragon.
He just stayed a little away!
Suddenly, as if sensing something, Joelson involuntarily turned his gaze toward the golden black sun.
He muttered to himself.
"Finally."