The temple collapsed, the fortress was damaged, and it was a miserable mess.

"A tough bunch of guys!"

Nefarian cursed. It had been so many years, so long, that he had forgotten the last time such a bitter battle happened. Looking at the ruins of the lair, his lungs were so angry that it hurt.

"But it's finally over. After devouring the lives and souls of these geniuses, I can live for a while longer."

Nefa walked towards the high platform, his divine power exploded, and a majestic throne rose from the ground and solidified again, like a burning flame.

Victory, but Naifa was not happy. In the long years, he had defeated too many powerful enemies, and no battle could ignite his passion.

"Yes, my heart is already dead."

Naifa suddenly understood the meaning of Downton's words. What's the difference between being alive and the walking dead? "Do you want to challenge the evil god? Or go to Dragon Island to cause a scene?"

Clusters of black flames burned. This was a magical healing technique. They flowed through the skin, not only not causing burns, but repairing all injuries.

Suddenly, Naifa stopped in his tracks. Before he could react, his body suddenly twisted and expanded, some parts cracked, and bloody arrows spurted out.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

It was like heavy rain pouring down and blood infecting the temple.

Boom!

A silver sword blade broke through the illusion, cutting out a deep ravine. Di Lanxue returned, with the will of heaven and holy light in his hand.

"Damn it, why aren't you dead yet?"

Naifa stared at Shishi Ji, his right paw burning with flames, covering the wound on his chest, trying to repair it, but his magical skill was broken, causing him to suffer a huge backlash.

"It's not you. It's you."

Saint Lily's soft voice sounded, and then, the air vibrated in ripples, and she stepped out like a fairy on the waves.

"you……"

Naifa was surprised and suddenly turned his head.

A bud broke through the gravel. It broke out of the ground and grew visible to the naked eye. Then it bloomed, revealing the wise wolf standing in the flower rui.

There is an alluring fragrance wafting.

Ahem!

10. Naifa vomited blood, but still held on, "There are eight people, and only three came back. You are not worthy of the reputation of genius!"

Snapped!

A white bone fire burned, and then like pear blossoms falling in the wind in midsummer, Nicole's graceful figure appeared.

"Did an ogre teach you math?"

Nicole scoffed.

"Why do you dragons always like to discriminate against others? Ogres are not necessarily bad at math!"

A tornado rose from the ground, dissipated, and Ctesiphon returned.

"Trash fish!"

Unknowingly, Naifa had promoted these people from scum to the level of trash fish. Just when he was thinking about how to control the war situation, a manic explosion sounded.

Boom!

Rosicky rode the hell horse. He directly broke through the wall of illusion and returned strongly.

Da da!

The horse's hooves trampled. The man stood up, hissing continuously. Rosicky held the reins with one hand, and the sword of death and sorrow pointed at Naifa in the distance.

"Naifa, it seems that your magical skills are nothing more than this!"

Holy Lily joked. "Does the backlash hurt?"

"At least two were killed!"

Nefa spoke harshly, but his whole body was broken and stained red with blood. This was enough to show his bad condition.

"Two? You are too arrogant. We are all fine. How could Downton die in your hands? You know, he even defeated Mist Realm, which is best at illusion attacks."

Holy Lily scoffed.

"Kill them quickly and find a place to recuperate."

Naifa didn't want to quarrel anymore, and was about to prepare the final secret. His beating heart suddenly stopped, and half of his body was missing, as if it had been bitten off by something, leaving only neat tooth marks.

ah!

Nefa screamed, and swung the dragon's tail that had grown back angrily. Before the attack could reach it, he chopped it down with a long sword.

Whoosh!

The dragon's tail is broken.

boom!

Naifa then received a punch, and his broken body fell out.

"This battle must be over."

Downton pulled Hutao and walked out of the illusion.

"Xiao Hutao, are you okay?"

Ctesiphon was very happy.

"Thank you for your concern, brother!"

The girlish Hutao smiled very cutely.

"Damn it! Damn it! Take my final secret!"

Nefa roared, black mist emerged from his body, black thunder continued to spurt out, suddenly appeared, and instantly filled the temple.

"Oops, this guy is going to run away!"

Hutao sniffed and reminded loudly.

Sinful Nightmare is a magical skill, but it has great limitations. If the enemy cannot be killed, the attack power will completely rebound. Now that the eight people from Downton have returned perfectly, Naifa has suffered multiple damage, and even he cannot continue.

Fighting.

"He can't run away!"

Ctesiphon held a knife flower and cast the secret.

Mirage!

Nicole and everyone also came up with their own secrets.

The dragon soul roars!

Queen's knell!

Elegy of heaven!

The goddess sighs!

Harvest Festival!

"Look at me!"

Xiao Hutao jumped up and punched.

Disaster of fate!

Downton tightened his grip on Mingguo Zhenhun, and then released it in an instant. There was no need for him to take action anymore.

Boom! Boom!

The huge explosion drowned Nefarian, and then swept through the entire fortress. After such a fierce battle, this battleship made by the ancient Titan finally could no longer hold up.

In the smoke and dust of the explosion, the fortress began to fall to the ground.

Fortunately, before the war started, Downton had already ordered the evacuation of nearby people, otherwise we would not know how many casualties it would cause.

"Dead?"

Hutao held up the arbor and looked out, but she didn't see Nefarian at all. Under the secret, he was completely blown into dust, which made her very disappointed.

"I also plan to take its head back and hang it on the city wall. Otherwise, who would know that I have completed the great task of slaying the dragon?"

"The Black Dragon Clan will be completely eliminated from now on!"

Nicole looked up at the sky and sighed. If he were at his peak, even if he was seriously injured, Naifa could still escape, but he was old after all.

"This is the law of nature. One day, even we will perish." Xia Luo looked at it openly, "Nothing can exist!"

"have!"

Hutao suddenly raised his right hand and retorted loudly. When everyone looked over, he shouted out, "My love for big brother is eternal!"

"Do you want me to be despised as a lolicon for the rest of my life?"
To be continued...