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Chapter 1439 Dream of Death
Chapter 1439 Dream of Death
Rumble!
The scarlet lightning struck the ground, splashing large amounts of rotten pus.
Several maids of night were instantly annihilated by the earth-shaking scarlet dragon thunder before they could even utter a scream.
A dozen cold streams of light as quiet as the night passed through the continuously splashing dragon thunder, and hit the incomparably huge black shadow behind the dragon thunder as accurately as guided missiles, but could only make the opponent let out a hoarse roar of anger.
This is an extremely strange area. The colors of the sky are chaotic and strange, like an oil painting palette that has been messed up by a naughty child. Countless abyss whirlpools, large and small, are spread all over the sky, slowly wriggling as if countless eyes are watching the earth.
And above this land which is completely made up of pus and rotten flesh, there are countless tangled and chaotic "roots" that extend infinitely upwards.
At the bottom of the tree roots, a huge monster was embedded in the tree roots in a weird posture with its arms hung up and its body held down. Countless spikes and rotten flesh grew on the roots around it, and they were covered with disgusting huge eyeballs.
This monster is completely inconsistent with normal logical aesthetics. Its lower body is a huge rotten fish tail, and its upper body is piled with rotten flesh and spikes. You can vaguely see the luxurious and exquisite silk around its waist and the delicate bracelets on its wrists, but this cannot change the fact that it is a monster.
Its face was very flat like a clam shell, its facial features were misplaced and extremely ugly, its dark golden hair like rotten seaweed fell weakly from its head, and its huge eyes that looked like dead fish had no spirit. Countless flies and insects were flying around this monster.
Yes, its body is alive, but its soul is indeed dead.
And in front of this huge monster, the two sides fighting fiercely on this rotten land of flesh and blood are even more heavyweight.
One of them is the people of Nox, who have been lost for thousands of years and are now loyal to the Sisters of the Night who are loyal to the Prince of the Star Sea.
On the other side is an extremely huge dragon!
At this moment, the giant dragon spread out its two pairs of huge dragon wings on its back and buttocks, and the whole dragon stood up. Its high-raised right claw was hit by the scarlet dragon lightning and condensed into a lightning spear as big as its entire body!
"That's Fulshanks's Dragon Thunder! Be careful, scatter!"
The chief Night Sister Winona shouted a warning and swung the sword and staff in her hand again. Dozens of night comets quickly formed, ready to meet the dragon thunder.
The other Sisters of the Night also spread out fearlessly and attacked the ancient dragon named Fulshanks from all angles.
But the scarlet dragon thunder bursting out from the ancient dragon's body was enough to resist the fluid swords and night comets of the Night Sisters. Even Winona's Night Meteor Swarm could only barely break through the dragon thunder armor, leaving a few scratches on the ancient dragon's black body with gold embellishments.
The next moment, Fulshanks raised his dragon claws high and slashed down suddenly, and along with it came the earth-shaking scarlet dragon spear!
boom--! !
The expected devastating blow did not come, and Winona and other Sisters of the Night were surprised to find that the scarlet dragon thunder that covered the sky was completely blocked above.
What stopped this horrific blow was a casually raised hand.
Heather was suspended in the air, with her left hand in her windbreaker pocket and her right hand raised to steadily block the deadly dragon thunder of the ancient dragon Fulshanks.
The tip of the dragon spear formed by dragon thunder couldn't even touch Heather's palm and was forced to stop less than thirty centimeters away from her palm. Even though the raging scarlet lightning smashed the solid roots of death and caused pus to splash, it couldn't break through even a millimeter of distance.
"In this silent dream of death, your dragon thunder is too dazzling...boy."
Heather bent her index finger and snapped it toward the dragon spear above.
The huge scarlet dragon spear formed by the terrifying dragon thunder was instantly shattered by the air finger bullet! The uncontrollable amount of dragon thunder turned into a scarlet thunderstorm and splashed in all directions.
The right claw of the ancient dragon Folsanks holding the dragon spear was also severely damaged at the same time. A large number of broken corrupted scales exploded along with flesh and blood. The unyielding ancient dragon couldn't help but let out a wail.
Before Furshanks could adjust his posture to fight the powerful enemy who suddenly broke in, he was greeted by the second air finger bullet.
Bang! A huge deep pit was immediately crushed on the huge dragon body of Fulshanks. It fell backwards rapidly and hit the death roots covered with spikes, causing the huge "roots" to roar and tremble.
Heather withdrew her gaze from Fulshanks who had fallen to the ground in the distance, and turned to look at the remaining Maids of Night, especially the elegant nun who was leading them:
"Winona, huh? Well done. You actually found the dead prince's location."
This was the first time Heather met the chief nun of the Maids of Night after the Seven Realms recruited the Maids of Night.
Winona knelt on the ground: "I am really terrified. I am not strong enough to help you, my lord. Instead, you have to deal with the powerful enemy yourself..."
"Your mission was to find the target, and you accomplished it perfectly. Don't be too hard on yourself."
Heather's attitude towards the Maids of Night can be said to be extremely gentle, and of course she has to take good care of her own beautiful maids.
With just a few simple words, Heather learned from Winona what had happened here.
Previously, the task that Qishi assigned to the Maids of Night was to find the deep roots of the Golden Tree in the underground world, or more precisely, to find the Golden Godwin who was not completely dead.
After a long search, the Maids of Night successfully found the bottom of Deeproot, and fought their way to the deepest part of the Deeproot area, where they found the body of Godwin, who had become the 'Dead Prince', the deformed half-man, half-fish monster hanging in the tree roots.
It died, but not completely. This was because Godwin's soul was the only thing that died. After being thrown into the root of the golden tree by Queen Marika, his body did not follow the correct process of returning to the tree. Instead, his body continued to grow wildly under the influence of half a centipede injury ring and the golden law, becoming what it is now.
The Golden Prince Godwin, who should have been the most perfect and impeccable, has grown into his current state. A big reason for this is that his body has shown a phenomenon similar to that of a furnace of a hundred aspects.
As soon as the Maids of Night found the dead prince, they were dragged into a strange dream lingering around the dead prince's body.
In the dead prince's dream, there was actually an ancient dragon. He was none other than the ancient dragon Folshanks who had been friends with the Golden Gold cultural enemy during the Ancient Dragon War.
In order to prevent his best friend from becoming a Deathborn, Fulshanks fought an eternal battle with death in Godwin's dream of death. Even though his golden, shining stone dragon scales were corroded by death and turned into dark, rotten rocks, and even though countless death spikes grew out of his body and even blinded his right eye, Fulshanks still fought death day and night every moment.
He is no longer an ancient dragon, but the [Dead Dragon] Folshanks.
The Maids of Night who entered the dream tried to communicate with Furshanks, but the other party did not listen or communicate at all, and launched a powerful and deadly attack right away.
Winona contacted her lord Heather while leading the Maids of Night to fight the dead dragon. Fortunately, she also mastered the reverse spiritualism technique taught by Qishi, which allowed Heather to arrive in time.
Heather was suspended in the air with his hands in his pockets. He didn't want to stand on this dirty, smelly, bloody ground.
Looking at Furshanks struggling to get up in the distance, Heather suddenly exclaimed.
That dead prince's body...is there something a little off?