The Dragon That Devoured the World: Begins with Rebirth as a Black Dragon

After testing each other, Saron roughly understood the strength of the Seraphim. On the surface, it seemed that he had just suffered a loss, but he had just used his normal strength. If he dragged this incarnation into the reincarnation space, he would definitely kill it.

"Because thousands of years ago, there was a damn black dragon in this plane that stole the treasure of the Sub-Earth in the second heaven and hid it in the deep dimensional space of this plane. Due to the shackles of the plane law, we can only send the lineage of the Light Unicorn to find it here, but I didn't expect that after thousands of years, she, as the sacred guardian, actually forgot her mission and combined with you..."

Just as the other party was talking, Saron used the void walk to appear in front of Gerald in an instant and bit a place in the air.

At the same time, a 100-meter-long golden dragon seemed to be delivered by Saron and was bitten on the neck.

"Die!"

It can be said that the strongest part of Saron's body is his teeth, and with the armor-breaking attribute, the neck of the golden dragon covered with heavy scales was instantly broken.

The dragon blood flowed into Saron's mouth.

"Roar~" The golden dragon let out a shrill roar.

"Lord Saron, let him go, he is my father!" Geralt's anxious voice came out.

Saron hesitated for a moment and shook his head directly to throw the huge body of the golden dragon out.

The golden dragon's huge body, like a mountain, with unparalleled power, smashed to the ground fiercely like a towering city wall collapsing.

As the golden dragon fell, the ground made a loud earth-shaking sound, countless dust flew up, forming a huge earth wave, sweeping around.

The golden dragon Berengar shook his huge head, he was still a little unresponsive, as a dignified ancient golden dragon, he was actually killed by this black dragon in seconds?

He didn't even take a single move. He had no doubt that if his son Gerant hadn't stopped him.

The other party would have bitten his head off alive. How long had he not felt the feeling of death since he became an ancient dragon?

The dragon blood on his neck flowed down his neck like magma, and he could even see the bones inside his neck.

"Did Lord Bahamut, the Lord of the North Wind, ask you to come?" Trasquier knew that the strength of the Three Holy Temple had weakened a lot since the departure of the God of Justice Tyr.

Lord Torm had been trying to get the Lord of the North Wind to join the Three Holy Temple, and this time seemed to be an opportunity for cooperation.

But at this time, the golden dragon Berengar was in a confused state and didn't care about these angels at all. He had a lot of questions in his mind. After pulling away the debris on his body, he opened his eyes and looked at Salon.

He had heard about the black dragon in front of him from Jesinia a long time ago, but he didn't believe how powerful the other party was before.

Now it seems that Jesinia was too conservative. The other party is definitely the legendary dragon species.

He himself has lived for thousands of years, how could he not recognize the appearance of a black dragon? Even if the other party attacked by surprise, it was very powerful, and he was also planning to attack Gerald by surprise...

"It has nothing to do with Lord Platinum Dragon God. Lord Lucius Wing asked me to come here to bring back Gerald!" Berengar didn't pay much attention to Trasquier.

For him, the Seraphim God Servant is indeed powerful, but no matter how powerful it is, does it have anything to do with him? In his opinion, the other party's beliefs are nonsense.

"Gerald, Algerta, come back to Dragon Island with me!" Berengar no longer intends to provoke the black dragon in front of him.

"Father, I am now Lord Saron's retainer, and I can't leave with you!" Gerald said without any hesitation.

Saron was quite surprised. He thought the other party would rush up again with a roar.

And the Wing of Lucius seems to be the guard of the Dragon God Bahamut, an ancient golden dragon...

"It seems to be quite lively here, so I'll join in the fun!" At this time, a slightly tired voice came from a distance.

I saw a red dragon covered with red flames flying over.

"Flame Dragon Mother? Why don't you hide in your Doomsday Volcano?" The golden dragon Berengar simply repaired the wound on his neck and asked.

The body of the Flame Dragon Mother can be seen with the naked eye. Its decay can even be smelled.

In this case, why run out instead of waiting to die in the Doomsday Volcano?

"Alas, I don't want to, but the great Tiamat needs my broken body to play a role!" The Flame Dragon Mother looked at the guys around her without any fear.

"Tiamat, the mother of evil dragons, is also going to get involved in this matter?"

"After all,The heart of a medium-powered god is of extraordinary value! "At this moment, the voice of the Flame Dragon Mother changed slightly.

At the same time, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became extremely heavy, especially the surrounding dragons, they felt as if they could not help but lie down and surrender.

"The projection of the power of Tiamat, the mother of evil dragons! "The lightning sword in Trasquel's hand pointed at the Flame Dragon Mother.

The elements in the space around the Flame Dragon Mother began to rage uncontrollably, and then a huge phantom with five heads appeared behind her.

The majestic dragon power was like destroying the world, making all the creatures present a little breathless. The two-legged dragons that were killing the enemy were pressed to the ground like dumplings and could not move.

The two-legged dragon king Drogon was much better, and it even let out an angry roar.

Then the five illusory dragon heads opened their eyes one by one, and Tiamat descended. She didn't care about other creatures and looked directly at Saron. The five dragon heads surrounded Saron in all directions.

The black dragon head stretched out its tongue and licked Saron's bat wings, then immediately retracted it.

Her eyes were full of appreciation, and then she slowly said: "Child, you have suffered!"

"Ms. Tiamat, hello! "Saron did not respond, but started to greet directly.

After all, Tiamat is the Dragon God, and she still has to be respected, no matter whether she comes to support her or take advantage of her.

After looking at Saron for a while, Tiamat looked at Soraka in Westerby's arms, and she leaned her head to look over.

The Holy Sword of Light appeared in Westerby's hand. She had just recovered a lot and could barely fight.

But at this time, Saron directly blocked her.

Tiamat was not angry when she saw this. She looked at Saron: "Let this little guy leave with me when this matter is over!"

Then he said coldly to Trasquier next to him: "Hand over the God's Heart, I can spare your life, don't think I can't find your body outside the crystal wall of the plane!"

"Sir Tiamat, don't go too far!" At this time, a cloaked figure appeared in front of Tiamat.