Garen spent a lot of time and energy summoning alien dragons from all time and space, not just to show them off, but to truly end the Dawn War.
Naturally, their opponents, without exception, are all primitives with medium-level divine power.
If they were just weak primitives with divine power, they would somewhat look down upon these powerful alien dragons from many time and space.
While the Winter White Dragon was constructing its spell, one of the original wild gods was already the first to die under the explosive attack of an alien dragon.
Back when the White Dragon of Winter was still fighting the Broken Heart, in the main material plane, in another main material world.
A man stood up, the original god of wasteland who looked like a giant toad, had medium-level divine power, and was named the Lord of the River.
The Lord of the River has blue-yellow moist skin, which seems to have a layer of reflective mucus on it, which looks quite smooth. His stocky body is as high as a thousand meters, like a mountain peak. At its feet, there is a vast river like an ocean.
It starts a wave, and with it as the center, it moves with its movement, gradually spreading, turning the surface into a sea.
The waves surged endlessly, swallowing up countless lives.
Until, an alien dragon descended from the sky and landed on the main material plane.
This alien dragon has solid metal scales that are opaque and have equally dark pupils.
However, on the surface of its scales and in its deep pupils, there are countless strands of golden threads that are thinner than hair, criss-crossing, radiating outward like dense golden lightning textures. In addition, on the scales and eyes
The edges of the eyes are also inlaid with the same thin gold edge.
Every move it makes and the movement of its eyes is accompanied by sparkling golden light. At the same time, along with the waving of the dragon's wings, little golden particles are scattered, making it look beautiful.
However, this beauty also contains terrifying dangers.
A golden particle, finer than dust, fell into the earth.
collapse!
A deafening explosion erupted.
The bright light, high-temperature flames, and powerful shock waves carry a kind of invisible and deadly radiation energy that is difficult to see with the naked eye, spreading continuously in all directions, causing depressions and cracks in the earth's layers.
Extending for thousands of meters, the destructive golden flame destroyed everything within the envelope.
Just a golden particle, which was smaller than dust, caused an explosion whose power should not be underestimated.
Now, such golden particles are surrounding the dragon's body, like hundreds of millions of stars filling the sky.
This alien dragon is named Shillong. It is a plutonium dragon. Its extremely destructive ability makes it like the embodiment of destruction.
"Start running away. I love hunting panicked prey."
The giant dragon looked down at the original wild god from high in the sky, grinned, and said.
After hearing what the other party said, the original god of wasteland, who claimed to be noble and ancient, was slightly startled, and then became furious.
"You dirty creature, do you know who you are talking to!"
The Lord of the River is furious.
At the same time, the plutonium dragon flaps its wings.
The beautiful golden particles all over the sky moved and roared, like a golden, romantic and beautiful tide, surging towards the Lord of the River.
The Lord of the River's pupils shrank, feeling the terrifying and destructive power of these golden particles, with a look of fear on his face.
call!
The sea beneath its feet surged and rolled, and the boundless blue water rose from the ground, forming a water curtain ten thousand feet high. The water inside rotated at high speed, making a shrill whistling sound.
If any steel is thrown into it, it will be crushed by the rapids in an instant.
The water barrier is circular, guarding the Lord of the River.
At the same time, golden light spots filled the sky came.
Bang bang bang!
Brilliant light and heat burst out, and the explosions became more intense each time. It seemed that thousands of suns exploded on the surface of the earth at the same time, and the dazzling brilliance almost illuminated the entire main material world.
In the extremely distant realm, some intelligent creatures were frightened. Looking at the place where the explosion occurred, they could see the bright ball of light and felt their eyes sting extremely.
The sea that spreads in all directions evaporates under the high temperature, and the surface melts into a crystal-like substance.
When the explosion stopped, the Lord of the River's body was charred black and his flesh and blood were blurred.
"Why, how could this happen?"
"I can't accept how a small and humble demigod creature can have such great power?"
The original wild god roared in a low voice.
Amid the injuries all over its body, its flesh and blood began to regenerate.
However, the regenerated flesh and blood was affected by inexplicable forces, and some problems occurred.
Some uncontrollable limbs, sarcomas, and pustules sprouted like mushrooms after a spring rain, growing out of the river lord's flesh and blood, turning it into a deformed and terrifying monster in the blink of an eye.
The Lord of the River felt a heavy burden.
It wants to control its body, but the deformed flesh and blood is just a burden, frantically sucking its vitality, dragging down its body, and making it difficult to control.
"In the world I live in and the places I have passed, everything is extinct and not even a blade of grass can grow."
"The ignorant and ignorant fear me, fear me, and respect me as the star of death."
"Do you think I'm bluffing?"
In the sky, Plutonium Dragon looked at the struggling Primal Desolate God and showed a cruel smile.
The plutonium dragon is not the only one, but there are only a handful of plutonium dragons in a time and space, perhaps less than ten in total. The grown plutonium dragons often have a great reputation, and are famous for destruction and destruction, comparable to powerful divine power.
At this moment.
The Lord of the River suddenly opened its mouth, and its long tongue covered with fine barbs shot out like lightning, directly attacking the Plutonium Dragon.
The plutonium dragon reacted extremely quickly, and at the same time he opened his mouth, and the golden radiating threads on the black scales burst out with bright and blazing light, making it look like it had turned into a golden sun.
boom!
The dragon's breath spit out, swallowing the river lord's long tongue, and at the same time continued downward, covering the entire body of the river lord.
collapse!
The earth was shattered, and the mountains in the far reaches were shaken and collapsed.
Amidst the tragic wails and roars, the body of the original waste god was reduced to ashes and dust inch by inch in the dragon's breath, and then even the ashes and dust disappeared without a trace, leaving no bones.
This Lord of the River is relatively weak among the primitives with medium divine power.
But no matter how weak it is, it is still a primitive god with medium-level divine power, but in the end it has almost no resistance and was killed by the Plutonium Dragon.
However, the Plutonium Dragon's attack was too explosive. While it killed the original Desolate God, it caused far more damage and destruction to the main material world than the original Desolate God. Moreover, it itself was unable to repair the damage it caused.
This guy specializes in destruction and destruction.
The Lord of the River, the original god of wilderness, was the first to die at the hands of the alien dragon summoned by Garen.
A minute or two after the Plutonium Dragon killed the River Lord.
In other different main material worlds.
The mountains are devastated, with traces of violent battles everywhere, the mountains are broken and collapsed, and the surface is fragmented.
Surrounded by collapsing mountains, the Black Emperor's unusually wide and strong wings undulated slightly, causing gusts of wind.
Under its majestic body, there is a pool of eroded material whose shape cannot be distinguished. The broken flesh and bones are mixed together and are squirming unwillingly, but they can never be gathered into shape. It seems to be oppressed by an invisible big hand.
, in the end, it completely lost its vitality under the indifferent gaze of the Black Emperor.
Almost at the same time.
A strange giant tree made of flesh and blood, like a primitive god of wasteland, took root in the grassland of Nuoda. The surrounding grass and wild flowers all lost their vitality and turned gray and dull.
But as the instigator, the giant tree god, the situation is similar.
It was shrouded in blazing flames, and both its body and branches were burned away bit by bit. Not far away, the red dragon Claudius was breathing out billowing flames, covering the sky and the earth.
An endless stream.
The black dragon Caesar and the red dragon Claudius completely killed the original waste god at similar times, and the black dragon was a little faster.
After that, in other main material worlds.
To be continued...