
Barnard had just left the black-gold sun and entered the Land of Slaughter. His eyes suddenly widened, and he stared in disbelief at the scene within the ownerless city.
A slaughter dragon was currently fighting against the Watcher and some of his clones.
Although the dragon was truly unlucky, it was only at the god level!
A god-level giant dragon was able to fight against several gods.
How frightening was his talent to be able to achieve this?
If he could subdue this gigantic dragon, when the slaughtering giant dragon grew stronger, it would definitely be his most powerful technique!
Thinking up to this point, Barnard revealed a greedy look as he looked at the slaughtering giant dragon. His heart was filled with desire, wanting to conquer the gigantic dragon of slaughter.
He had not expected that he would use the monitor to scout the way and let the monitor meet such a talented giant slaughter dragon!
Barnard was about to fly into the ownerless city to compete with the giant dragon monitor.
Suddenly, he felt a cold look at her.
Barnard.
Joelson!
In an instant, he understood that this dragon with frightening talent belonged to Joelson!
This damned brat is actually very lucky, to be able to obtain a very talented dragon.
Even he had never personally seen a gigantic slaughter dragon, let alone one with such terrifying talent.
A hint of jealousy appeared in Barnard's heart.
Sensing Barnard's appearance, Joelson turned his attention back to the battle. Looking at Fenrir, Joelson's gaze couldn't help but express a hint of worry.
Fenrir was being besieged and attacked by several gods. The injuries on his body gradually worsened, and he was almost seriously injured.
Joelson took a deep breath. "Does it still not work?"
A dark red lightning shot out from the slaughter sword. Joelson's gaze was ice-cold as he stared at the supervisor, preparing to attack and kill.
It seemed that Fenrir's metamorphosis could only wait for the next opportunity.
Just as Joelson was about to attack, an angry roar rang out from the Land of Slaughter.
"Rubber!"
The injured fenrir raised his large head and let out an angry roar.
Blood continued to gush out as he roared. Every drop of fresh blood that flowed out was boiling.
Fenrir's aura suddenly rose, charging towards the demigod.
The rogue draconic aura spread. The sky, earth, and even the void began to tremble.
In the meadow space where no one could see, countless dragon roars suddenly sounded in the Dragon God Arena.
Some of the giant dragons in the meadow looked on curiously, not understanding what had happened.
Holy, who was sleeping soundly, was also shocked upon waking up. He raised his head to look.
Who changed again?
Forget it, continue to sleep.
After that, Holy yawned again, lay down, and went back to sleep.
The blood red dragon flag rose into the air, fluttering against the wind. All the dragon flags fluttered, as if responding to him.
The explosion!
A brilliant blood red light descended from the sky, and a gigantic dragon ghost slowly emerged from the light.
In the next moment, a gigantic dragon ghost descended with an extremely vast and ancient aura. It instantly tore through the void and rushed towards an unknown distance at high speed.
The Land of Massacre.
A huge crack appeared in the sky, and a terrifying strength came from within. A blood-red giant dragon ghost swam out from within and let out a huge and long dragon roar. It gradually resonated with Fenrir's furious roar.
When this scene appeared, the Guardians were completely dumbfounded, and they stood glued to the ground.
The people watching from the ownerless city were also dumbfounded.
The gigantic dragon ghost in the sky carried a terrifying power as it transformed into a stream of blood-red light and swooped down, charging into Fenrir's body.
In an instant, the entire Slaughter Land seemed to be filled with countless dragon roars. The void stirred, and the black and gold sun also began to tremble violently at this moment, shooting out golden rays and pillars of light randomly.
The people below all knelt on the ground, prostrating as they worshipped Fenrir under this unstoppable draconic aura.
Joelson's gaze towards Fenrir was filled with surprise and excitement.
He has succeeded!
Fenrir's body was enveloped in a blood-red light and quickly fused with the dragon's soul.
The Guard suddenly regained his senses, and hurriedly shouted, "Not good! It's going up!"
The other clones shouted in shock as well. "Hurry up, get him. Once he becomes a demigod and joins Joelson, we may not be their match!"
The Watcher clone attacked at the same time, turning into a beam of light. Their figures became blurred and they suddenly attacked Fenrir, attacking with their strongest attacks.
Wherever they passed by, the void broke, leaving behind a long black mark.
Some of them instantly rushed to Fenrir's side and, just as their attack was about to land on the blood red light that enveloped Fenrir.
Fenrir, who was shrouded in light, suddenly expanded his body, growing larger and larger.
The blood red glow covering Fenrir's body also widened, instantly knocking out a few of them. They turned into streams of light and shot out, smashing into the mountain peak, leaving behind a deep hole. The cracks spread like spider webs.
The people watching from the ownerless city all widened their eyes, expressing disbelief.
Everyone was in shock because of the sight before them.
They only saw that the entire ownerless city was shrouded in shadow. In the sky, a terrifying dragon that was like a mountain spread its wings and covered the sky.
It was like a piece of land, an island hanging in the sky.
An enormous draconic aura collapsed. Everyone was pressed to the ground, unable to move.
Even the most powerful experts at the peak of the demigod level in an ownerless city were no exception.
Of the people still standing in the entire city, only Joelson remains.
"Roaar!"
Fenrir raised his mountain-like head, as if he was excited with a terrifying strength surging within his body.
Fenrir lowered his head and approached Joelson.
Joelson reached out and touched Fenrir's palace-like nose.
Fenrir snarled comfortably.
Terance was already lying on the ground. Only he knew how terrifying it was to face such a huge dragon within such a close distance.
Even if Fenrir wasn't after him, he still felt the threat of death around him.
Fenrir raised his big head, creating a storm.
The palace had been turned into rubble during the previous battle and blasted into the sky by a storm.
Fenrir looked at the monitor that was sent flying into the mountain.
"Rubber!"
With an angry roar, the laws of slaughter churned out, and a mysterious power spread out. The void around them was destroyed by this roar, revealing a large area of pitch-black color.
Fenrir flapped his wings and flew towards the Watchers.
The people on the land without owners finally recovered from their shock.
They rushed to the sky and followed him.