Silver Dragon: From Shell to God

"In the end what happened?"

Regarding Elder Sasde's sudden heavy breathing.

Arden was quite dissatisfied and asked anxiously what happened next.

"Heh, that genius wizard who was famous a thousand years ago, and the dark wizard who came after him."

Sarsed said the last sentence in a regretful, strange and lamentable way.

"He became a demigod!"

Arden was stunned when he heard this.

Demi god!

what is that?

That is the name of invincibility, glory and honor. It is the most honorable group of beings under God, an epic of action.

An extremely powerful person who has reached the peak of the ninth level of legend.

One needs to possess divinity, integrate divinity, become a divine creature, and then light the divine fire before one can become a demigod.

According to his understanding of the individual, the Titan who traded divine blood with him wanted to know how he traveled through countless time and space to communicate with him.

It should be at this level, at most weak divine power, or quasi-epic.

Once you cross this level, you become a god.

Theoretically speaking, after reaching this level, one can be said to be invincible in the material plane.

"As expected, in the current Noah continent, the highest level and god-related things are extremely scarce. Duolun, who has been immersed in high-level legends for a long time, should have had a lucky epiphany during the previous war between the two goddesses."

"It's even possible that he is related to Goddess Sarah, and it was with the help of that goddess that he was able to break through to become a demigod."

"The news of his breakthrough to demigod status was kept secret. There were also two low-level legendaries trained by him as his most loyal followers, a legendary demon, and two legendary dark monsters that were fighting for supremacy in the Dark Forest."

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"Surrender, you dark people who cannot live under the sun. You follow an old wizard who was suppressed for countless periods of time a hundred years ago. Do you really think you can turn the tables?"

Fude.

This place was once magnificent, but now only the remnants of exquisite artworks, marble and various broken stone pillars can be found in the ruins of the once glorious city.

The two armies faced each other head on.

As the commander of the army, the Paladin of Light, Jeralil, rarely put on his helmet.

The sword was pointed at the opposite side, extremely indifferent.

"Haha, it's you who should surrender. Livinia has fallen and lost its former ambition. It has been peaceful for too long. It's time for a strong ruler."

Two wizards wearing red magic robes appeared rather scattered from the opposite side, more like a motley army of 20.

The 30 troops on Livinia's side were well-equipped and all wore armor, or had magical fluctuations on their bodies.

The Dark Duchy and the monsters in the Dark Forest have never engaged in a large-scale war.

Black orcs, drow elves, cultists, necromancers, abyss demons, goblins who control gunpowder, and bugbears.

Many of the dark races have old grudges, and the only most elite force of 3000 human mercenaries who have experienced large-scale wars, only half of them are professionals.

This rabble is not even an army at all, but its number is almost the same as that of the kingdom's army.

Gerardel also had absolute confidence and solved the problem with three charges.

"You are stubborn and refuse to change your ways. If that is the case, I will let you experience the feeling of going to hell again."

Not enough words to speculate.

The two sides fought again.

Ten legends came to the sky.

On the other side, the only general of Dark China, the strongest black orc at level 19, the king of black orcs, Pinochet, watched the five legends from the dark camp fly into the sky.

His expression remained unchanged as he raised the bloody battle axe in his hand.

"Kill, for a better land, for honor!"

Thousands of years ago, the backbone of the dark race was broken.

For a better future, these warring creatures were conquered by Duolun with absolute strength and gathered together for a common goal.

"Kill! For Livinia!"

Two terrible torrents collided with each other.

"shhhhhh"

In the sky, the Linivea legends have an absolute numerical advantage.

Take the majority, every two beat one.

Under their siege, the five legends belonging to the dark world, although each of them was fierce, inevitably fell into a disadvantage as time went by, and even their lives were in danger.

"Aren't you coming out yet?"

The legendary paladin and the master-level orc below did not engage in close combat. As the commander of the army, he thought so in his heart at almost the same time.

"Hehehe, you're still more patient than me."

Just when one of the legends of the dark race was about to shed his blood in the sky,

A hoarse voice was heard.

A legendary monk and a legendary archer felt their hair stand on end at this moment and immediately retreated.

Two skull-shaped light waves flew past the two of them.

Legendary curse spell, Weeping Skull.

The purple-robed figure standing in the air immediately gave the five dark legends their backbone.

Ten low- to mid-level legends, who were at most fourth-level legends, immediately stepped back and looked at the dark wizard who was the focus of everyone's attention.

Among legends, there is only about a 1/10 chance of reaching a high level.

"Duolun, you finally got out of this predicament. Why do you want to come out instead of staying here? Do you have to go against the kingdom?"

It seemed as if it was a response to the wizard Count Doron, who attracted everyone's attention as soon as he appeared.

An old but powerful voice suddenly sounded, and an old wizard wearing khaki magic clothes appeared a thousand meters away from Duolun.

Heart of the Earth, legendary earth magician, high-level legend, Merlin, the father of the stone giants.

There are five high-level legends in Livinia.

And just a few days ago, Chief Mage Griffin suddenly passed away.

His apprentice, Link, took over the position of the Royal Court of Magic.

He became a member of the kingdom's court mage corps, but because he was not strong enough and was only at the third level of legend, the position of chief mage was given to Merlin, the only high-level legendary mage at present.

"It's you. My teacher didn't come. It seems he has passed away."

Until the wizard appeared in front of him. Duolun stopped smiling evilly, looked at him for a while and sighed.

"Hmph, your existence. Griffin's death is a shame."

Merlin said sarcastically, disgusted with the disaster that the evil wizard had brought to Livinia.

And Doron just remained silent.

"Now that you are here, it is time to launch the revenge I have been preparing for a hundred years."

Duolun looked at him with deep eyes.

For some reason, Merlin suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

A stone giant that was a hundred meters tall and stood on the ground was fighting against a huge demon that was over 80 meters tall and extremely strong.

The aura emanating from both of them is of the first level of legend.

"kill!"

It lasted three days and three nights.

The war ended with Duolun exposing his demigod strength, severely damaging the Livinia Legion. The legend of capturing Merlin alive and killing three Livinias ended!

Capture five legends.

Gerardel was crushed into unconsciousness by Doron using the method of catching small bedbugs, and was taken away at the risk of his life under the protection of his subordinates.

In the end, only 30 of the 8 Livinian troops escaped back home.

The power of the demigod Duolun was revealed all at once, and he changed the situation of the battle single-handedly.

It created a huge wave in the southwest of the entire continent and even the entire continent!