I have a magical world

At this time, Ansetus had just flown within about 50 meters of the surrounding area.

Seeing the scene of the demon dragon dying, he couldn't help but let out a shrill roar.

"No!"

All the monsters that were coming here stopped running.

The huge dragon corpse and the "black water lake" formed by the accumulation of rotten blood are particularly cruel.

Chen Xuan and Satyr breathed a sigh of relief when they noticed that the magic dragon's vitality had dissipated.

Then the two of them locked their eyes on Ansetus not far away.

Just when I was about to take care of this guy.

Wisps of black demonic flames suddenly appeared on the body of the demonic dragon.

These shadows have no real impact, they condense into a blurry figure.

"Bele is dead."

"interesting."

This vague figure said to himself in an extremely hollow voice.

Then he suddenly looked at Chen Xuan and Satir.

"The age of destruction and filth is coming."

"Returning to the embrace of the Gate is a fate that you cannot escape."

"I will come in person."

At this time, Chen Xuan suddenly felt extremely cold all over.

It's like the drizzle that soaks your body during the rainy season in late winter and early spring.

The coldness penetrated into his bones, causing his teeth to chatter as he searched for a warm fire.

Although the figure had no facial features, Chen Xuan knew it was staring at him.

"Interesting, I'll come find you."

The language spoken by the shadow is very strange. It is neither the common language of Naroa nor the language of demons.

But the two of them could understand the meaning of the words.

And the last sentence clearly meant something.

Then, the phantom of the demonic flame dissipated on the spot, turning into nothingness and disappearing without a trace.

From its words, it is not difficult to guess that the identity of this phantom should be the demon lord above the black dragon Baile.

"I have fulfilled your request."

"Now that the Black Demonic Dragon is dead, it's time for me to go to the Misty Canyon and retrieve my brother's body."

After a short delay, Ansetus fell to the ground without the two of them taking action.

He is a demon servant under the demon dragon Baile.

The essential power comes from Baile's dragon vein essence and blood.

So when the Black Dragon passes away, he will also be severely affected.

At this time, Ansetus' heart was beating wildly, and blood oozed from the hard scales on his body.

Severe pain filled every inch of his flesh and blood.

There seemed to be countless ants and insects crawling and gnawing in the internal organs.

This caused him to almost lose the ability to move, and he could only curl up in pain and roar.

"Uhhh!!!"

Ansetus hammered the ground like a wild beast.

The roaring monsters around him also let out a roar similar to a whine.

So the two ignored this guy and started communicating on their own.

After hearing the words of the female warrior Zerikan, Chen Xuan did not try to persuade her to stay.

Just nodded slightly.

Before that, if it weren't for Satyr's struggle, the magic dragon would have ended long ago.

For the natives of Magtan City, the powerful black dragon is almost irresistible.

Its gigantic size makes its vitality extremely astonishing. Even the Demonic Tears cannot effectively suppress it in insufficient numbers.

Chen Xuan's "light speed attack" just now has proved this.

And that was not the state of the dragon in its heyday.

It’s hard to imagine how powerful the demonic dragon must have been before it was banned.

I'm afraid only the large weapons in Blue Star can deal with it.

For example, long-range anti-ship missiles, and large cruise missiles.

Stepping on the hot dragon corpse, Chen Xuan felt a little unreal in his heart.

Comparing the difference in stature between the two, it was as if a unicorn had provoked a human being.

Seeing that Chen Xuan didn't speak, Satyr put away his sword alone.

As soon as she jumped off the dragon corpse, Chen Xuan's voice came from behind.

"The world is going to hell."

"The outbreak of demonic disaster will be more intense than before."

"Even the eastern border countries are not immune."

"One day we will meet again."

In response, Satyr only slowed down slightly. She did not look back and waved her hand casually.

She didn't hear the ambition in Chen Xuan's words, and she didn't care about it.

To Satir, Chen Xuan is just an interesting passerby.

She had awakened from the moment she took over the mantle of the Blackwater Sword Master and determined to embark on this lonely path of becoming a strong man.

After experiencing the defensive battle of Magtan City, she benefited a lot, and her feelings became a little deeper.

Crossing the street, her figure disappeared from Chen Xuan's sight.

Not far away, the roar of artillery fire was still ringing.

After the demon dragon fell, the fighting spirit of the remaining monsters suddenly faded a lot.

The bloody enthusiasm in his eyes gradually faded away.

The blessing brought by the dark mandala light curtain is not worth the shock of the dragon's death.

Under the ebb and flow of one another, the monster's offensive was like a bonfire that had been doused with water, losing its momentum.

Chen Xuan sighed silently.

The remaining warmth of the dragon corpse was gradually dissipating, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt and putrid smell.

At the end of the demon dragon's slender neck and on its huge head, the pair of godless eyes were staring at him.

Instead of staying where it was, the dragon corpse had to wait until after the war to deal with it.

Chen Xuan's figure suddenly blurred, and then he came to Ansetus who was still wailing.

He already knew most of the causes and consequences of the matter.

Chen Xuan was not angry at this guy, but he would never forgive him.

Everything stems from the choices Ansetus Axl made back then.

Whether it is greed or ambition in the heart.

That is a choice with no turning back.

And he is ultimately responsible for that choice.

Death is the best ending for Ansetus.

Chen Xuan did not hand over the disposal power to Ophelia because it was not necessary.

Human nature cannot stand the test.

In Ophelia's heart, her father was once her belief in perseverance.

But the truth was crueler than she imagined.

Ansetus not only betrayed Naroa, but also transformed himself into a monster.

And he is the real murderer of Ophelia's mother.

Chen Xuan planned to let this matter end here, always keeping a suspense, and never revealing the deepest answer to her.

He took out seven or eight small-sized magic tear bombs with his backhand, set the detonation button and placed it next to Ansetus.

Then he backed away slowly and quietly watched the bomb detonate!

"Bang bang!"

The magic tears were released in the explosion, falling on Ansetus' body, and began to quickly erode the flesh and blood rich in chaotic magic, annihilating the vitality in his body.

The size of Ansetus is thousands of times different from that of the dragon.

The amount of damage they can endure is naturally as different as clouds and mud.

Covered and eroded by the magic tears, his wails became lower and lower until they turned into some kind of gibbering.

Only then did Chen Xuan approach again.

"Sharon...I'm sorry..."

"sorry…"

"...Ophelia..."

…

Frowning, he watched Ansetus die.

Chen Xuan put his body back into the storage compartment temporarily.

With the death of the magic dragon, Bai Zhiyong and Magatan mobilized soldiers to join the battle group.

Coupled with the mercury and mercury bombs that Chen Xuan supported everywhere, the situation quickly changed.

When the huge dragon crashed down from the sky, almost everyone cheered.

I have to say, that scene was quite inspiring.

This incident had a completely different impact on both warring parties.

One positive, one negative.

After the superposition of multiple factors, the fate of these monsters sweeping through the first circle has been determined.

At the same time, Ophelia, who was covering the side of the Magic Association while Kitten Girl Rebecca was holding a magic tear spray, suddenly released the spray button.

She staggered back two steps and subconsciously covered her heart.

Hot tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and unspeakable sadness filled his heart.

"I feel so uncomfortable..."

She looked back with confused eyes, unable to see the figure she was expecting in her heart.

After the heavy sadness, there is the loosening of invisible shackles.

Rebecca looked back worriedly.

They wore gas masks and could not see each other's expressions.

Ophelia was stunned for a few seconds and then returned to the front, the mercury spray machine in her hand once again showing its power.

Silver-gray mercury spray swept directly ahead, forming a rolling wave of fog with the cooperation of several wind spellcasters not far behind.

"Kill them all...kill them all...kill..."

Under the gas mask, Ophelia's eyes became extremely determined.

She whispered, as if she had found a new goal in life.

…

The decline of the monsters not only occurred inside the city, but also appeared outside the city simultaneously.

The monster offensive that was frantically besieging the second circle was also contained.

At this time, they had just broken through the magic energy shield shrouded there.

On top of the city tower, with the support of several reinforced battalions, the counterattack firepower became much more abundant.

In addition, after the defense line has been shortened, the overall garrison density is much higher than that of the third circle.

It became an extravagant hope for the monsters to break through the defense line of the city tower in a short time.

Of course, this is just a stalemate.

If the Magtan City side wants to truly gain an advantage, they have to wait until the winner is determined in the first circle.

Chen Xuan, who had withdrawn his hand, cooperated with his subordinates to strangle the remaining monsters.

Things were changing in his favour.

…

Outland, high in the sky.

In a towering palace bathed in black flames.

There was a mysterious figure shrouded in flames sitting on the dark throne.

Twelve soul beads were floating in front of him.

Eleven of them are filled with dim light, revolving around this mysterious figure like a planet revolving.

Only one soul bead had cracked inside, its light dimly extinguished, and it was floating lifelessly.

"Belai Beatos Croadi is dead."

"Who is willing to recapture the lost Order of Ten Thousand Sources, take over the large void passage in the Western Region VII, and lead the Dragon Vein Demon Legion originally under Belle to launch an attack on the giant city of Atax in the Kingdom of Duroa?"

The figure in the black flame suddenly spoke, with a cold voice that could not distinguish gender.

Perhaps for monsters at this level, there is no strict definition of gender.

And it behaves very indifferently from beginning to end, as if it is telling a sparse and ordinary little thing.

Even in a discussion tone rather than a mandatory order, let these soul beads make their own decisions.

The person who spoke was none other than the Black Flame Demon Lord, one of the twenty-four strongest men who ruled over hundreds of demon clans in the outer lands.

The soul beads suspended in front of him represent the twelve demon generals under his command.

Some of these demon generals are still in the outer lands, and some are staying in the Naroa continent.

As we all know, monsters cannot invade Naroa at will.

In addition to the caves that rely on the fragments of the Rose Key, the large-scale opening of void transmission channels is cyclical, which involves the rhythm of the March Game and the Gate of All Sources.

Now, Silver Moon is about to be suppressed the most intensely, and the demons are about to launch the largest invasion in history.

When the Black Flame Demon Lord finished speaking, the brilliance emitted by the remaining eleven soul beads suddenly became uncertain.

It's obvious that this is not a good thing.

After a moment of silence, one of the soul beads made a sound.

"The great demon lord."

"I am willing to follow your will, take back the Wanyuan Order, and take over the large void passage in the Western District VII."

When this soul bead was making sounds, there was still light pink mist floating inside it.

"Very well, The Charm of Blasphemy Olga Maddox Gessita Corenstyn."

"Your contribution will become a ladder for promotion."

"After twenty demon moon days, you will have the authority to descend!"

"Go!"

After the Black Flame Demon Lord finished speaking, he waved his arm.

Eleven soul beads scattered in all directions.

Silence returned to the empty palace.

The figure covered by the flames leaned on his head with one arm, seeming to be meditating or taking a nap.

…

In the city, in the corner of a street somewhere in the second circle.

Goblin Hero Zeke looked at the sky.

Listening to the explosions and noises coming from the first circle.

Not long ago, it witnessed the death of the Black Demonic Dragon.

This seemingly weak city burst out with unimaginable resistance.

Slowly sitting down against the wall, Jike took off the old and uneven war helmet, revealing an ugly face covered with scars.

Its appearance is different from ordinary goblins.

The nose is smaller and the eyes are more neatly positioned.

Looks more human-like.

But the light green skin is the best proof of its identity as a demon.

Jike, who took off his helmet, looked a little shaken and complicated.

It took out a blood-stained linen bag from its arms.

Carefully spread it out, revealing a crude rag doll the size of a palm.

The young and innocent child's voice couldn't help but echo in my mind.

"Brother Jike, you are a good goblin..."

"Here, here are the beetroot candies. Are they delicious?"

"I really want to invite you to my house as a guest, but my parents and brother don't like you..."

"Will you come see me again?"

…

As a disordered goblin, having wisdom is actually not a pleasant thing.

It even makes it feel extremely painful.

However, Goblin heroes are naturally intelligent and good at learning.

They are aliens among goblins, and the best among them will grow into goblin lords and lead the tribe to multiply.

This rag doll comes from its friend, the first friend.

It was precisely because of that experience that he gradually became confused and began to reflect on his actions unconsciously.

I thought about many thoughts that never existed in my nature.

...(End of chapter)