Infinite reincarnation of glory

Chapter 560·Chain·4

"The time has come."

Strong winds surged, and black sandstorms emerged from the depths of the sandbar and expanded towards the civilized area. The main battlefield in Egypt is close at hand, and the Egyptian army is confronting the Carthaginian army. And the huge mythical beast was summoned by the Pharaoh, showing off its power towards the hovering dragon, towards the Queen of Carthage, and towards the astrologer hiding in the dark.

Golden pterosaurs, red flying dragons, blue giants.

The protection that Yawei had placed on them had obviously faded, and they showed signs of decline. They looked towards the direction of the sandstorm.

"I am the Lord of War, the God of Storms and Deserts."

From the depths of the sandstorm, the divine body and claws protruded. Seth's true form is revealed here. Having absorbed the realm of war, it has returned to the level of the top four at this moment. It is not much different from the top four realms in its heyday!

"O reincarnator, the time has come to fulfill the promise. Now, witness the power of Seth!"

Its waving hands are black sandstorms that stretch for thousands of kilometers.

It did not break the covenant.

Fight both of them together.

Swords have no eyes on the battlefield, and it is normal for some accidental injuries to occur. And as long as the reincarnators still have sense, they will have to pay a higher price for their vital power!

It's full of confidence.

The power it unleashed was substantial—the dark sandstorm rolled up the land and rivers like stickers. It deliberately controlled the release of power, so that others on the battlefield could see that the Egyptian land, which had not collapsed even in the battle with Carthage, was broken into pieces like it fell into a paper shredder.

"Set!" It heard the roar of the Pharaoh - the golden pterodactyl and the red flying dragon, which were still fighting to the death with the eastern dragon among the reincarnations a moment ago, turned around together, propped up the protective barrier, and spit out the sun of glow and storm confrontation.

Ah...a mortal.

A... slightly more powerful mortal.

The pharaohs were supposed to be living gods, and they were living gods because they represented Horus. It is an extension of the authority of the Sun God.

but now……

"Horus is dead." The storm suppressed. "Mortals, retreat before the Lord of War."

The golden dragon collapsed and the red dragon shattered.

Black storms tore across the realm of Egypt, and the glow from Mount Sinai had no expression for this.

That may be because the land of Egypt was not important to the Lord of Mount Sinai. It is also possible that even if Seth plays both, it will satisfy Yawei's needs as long as it enters the field. The dark storm continued to move forward, knocking the Pharaoh to the ground and including the wingless dragon from the east as the target of the attack.

That is a powerful dragon.

But it is only the dragon's bloodline that is powerful, not the dragon itself - the reincarnation that controls this dragon body is just a weak individual who is so young that he can only be regarded as a baby in the dragon clan. He has not developed even one percent of the potential of that bloodline. After all, he is just a mortal being, and he cannot even reach the most basic level of transcendence!

——Just an ant.

——Then, consider it a warning.

——The reincarnators must re-evaluate the situation, and tuition fees are naturally the price of blood.

The thought of holding on was only for a moment. It immediately melted like spring snow under the white light in Seth's eyes - the dark storm did not hesitate at all. It continued to move forward, overcoming the slight struggle and resistance, and took away the bones and blood of the Eastern dragon. They were all torn apart cell by cell in a lightning-like fine sandstorm!

An ant was crushed to death.

And the storm continues to move forward, whether it is Egypt or Carthage, it will destroy them!

……………………

--pain.

——The feeling of being cut into pieces is more painful than expected.

In the storm, in the fragmentation, Cheng Xiao's thinking is like fragments, thinking gradually.

He thought his mission was simple.

He also thought that the Egyptians were only temporarily deceived and would soon return to normal under the wise men's layout.

He also thought that he could restrain his strength and use force that would not destroy the entire Egyptian environment to engage in a less thorough confrontation with this pharaoh who had a certain friendship with him.

He thought he could do it because Chu Xuan did not ask him to defeat the Egyptians - his mission was to delay the Egyptians on this battlefield. Other than that, he was free to use his own creative ideas.

After all, he spent quite a lot of time in contact with these Egyptians - when the ten plagues were in operation, he stayed in Egypt the most. He played a big role in protecting the Egyptians and helped a lot.

so……

——Now you have to pay the price. Cheng Xiao.

——If we had gone all out from the beginning, maybe the situation would have been different.

Thoughts turn.

He didn't know why he could still think.

Apart from the severe pain of being cut countless times, the only thing that filled his body was this wonderful reason. And he knew that even if he really tried his best, he wouldn't have much impact on the current battle situation.

——After all, I am too weak.

From top to bottom in his body, only his bloodline was the most powerful. And when he learned about the price of high-level bloodline in World Six. He even had an instinctive resistance to exploiting Zhu Jiuyin's dragon blood.

He had already gone all out.

Even if you grit your teeth, fight harder. It will not have any impact on the battle situation.

After all...he has no way to harden his heart towards an individual who seems to be just being controlled and led astray, and who has some friendship with him.

——Because they are not bad enough, so naturally I will not be ‘good enough’ either.

——Because this is what is called ‘balance’.

balance.

Cheng Xiao's concept, since its establishment, has been balance. Because of his balance, he was able to check his own bloodline, and he was able to suppress the instinctive development of his bloodline instead of being directly pushed to become stronger by his S-class bloodline like Zhan Lan. And he was also restrained because of his balance. Before the balance was broken, it was impossible for him to touch a more powerful force.

After all, if the devil is not evil enough. There is no need for a brave man to become stronger, right?

So……

——So now, the balance is destroyed?

A voice sounded from the depths of his soul. The voice had the same accent as him.

"Ah, it was destroyed." Cheng Xiao said softly. He sensed a familiar force, that was Zhu Wen, who was working hard to repair her body with the breath of the Time Dragon.

That really helped him a lot.

But besides Zhu Wen, his own decision-making is even more important!

"Technically speaking, I'm actually holding my breath the whole time," he said. A huge dragon-shaped phantom appeared in his perception as he whispered. The severe pain of being chopped disappeared silently, and he heard the wailing of hundreds of billions of individual cells before their death, as well as their struggle.

His body wanted to come alive.

His cells wanted to reform themselves in the storm.

He was not qualified to interfere with this process because he did not have the power to be subtle.

But now...the balance has been broken. And re-establishing balance is imperative.

"So, I can't go to Middle-earth, and I have to fight the Egyptians here again. How can I vent my frustration?"

Cheng Xiao opened his eyes.

Zhu Jiuyin lowered his eyes.

Opening your eyes is day, closing your eyes is night. In other words, as long as day and night still exist, then the candle dragon should exist in the world!

"What!?" - He looked at Seth who was obviously shocked.

He and his newfound power surged together!

…………………………

"The process of risking death to survive has been delayed for a long time."

In the conference room, Chu Xuan picked up the brush and painted the silver dragon gold.

“It’s also considered making the best use of everything.”