Gronn stood on the blue dragon's back, looking at the sky with a complicated expression.
Dragon Rider General Retusus, the husband of the Emerald Dragon Princess Ysera, and the nominal adoptive father of Gronn. The guardian war god who can be called the iron wall of the empire is currently facing off from a distance with the six-winged archangel Uriel. The entire battlefield was silent. Whether it was the hundreds of millions of War Angel Legions or the ancient biological groups on the ground, everyone stopped fighting and looked up at the sky quietly.
Goron was in a complicated mood at this time. On the one hand, his heart was filled with awe, fear, and hatred for Retusus, the adoptive father he met for the first time.
The powerful Goron, the patron saint of the empire, has no doubt at all. Rhine, one of the three dragon knight generals under him who has been in contact with him, is still one of the strongest people Goron has ever encountered. Compared with other so-called strong men, The two are not on the same level at all. Even Goron, who is in super state at this time, has no confidence that he can challenge this dragon knight. As for Retusus himself, his power is like the six-winged archangel who almost collapses the entire plane with just one arm exposed in the sky. It is not something that the current Gronn can measure at all. assessment exists.
As for Retusus's thoughts, Gron was even more unclear. First of all, Retusus' beloved daughter did die at the hands of Goron. However, instead of taking revenge on himself, Retusers gave her the family emblem at the most critical moment and adopted Goron as his adopted son. There is no way to figure out the thoughts of Imperial Marshal Gron, let alone whether he has good intentions or malice toward him. Staring at Letusus' majestic back, Goron suddenly felt that he was a little familiar, even a little... kind
Is it because he saved himself just now? Goron didn't know, but when he remembered that it was this man who brought his mother Rafana into the imperial capital of Montenegro, Goron couldn't help but feel a sense of hatred in his heart.
As if feeling this slight anger, Retusus suddenly turned his head and looked at Gronn behind him. His whole body was hidden under thick and solid black armor. Even if Gronn activated his second magical power with all his strength, he could not see through his true appearance. He could not see any skin of Retusus, and even his eyes could only see a trace of his face. To the burning scarlet fire.
A breath fell on Goron, indescribably ancient, huge, cold, and deep... It was similar to the pressure brought by the six-winged archangel to Goron, but it was far more vicissitudes than it. He is more solemn and more domineering, as if even if the whole world is against this person, it is impossible for this will to waver in the slightest. That kind of boundless vastness made Goron feel as if his soul was being burned directly by the scarlet fire in Retusus' eyes. Although there was no pain at all, he was just glanced at by Retusus. A magical experience of life after death, but what is even more incredible is that I don’t know if this stimulation is too real and intense. The fifth-level seal of the gods that has been restraining the growth of Goron is also in Retusus. It fell apart at a glance.
Goron was at a loss for a while, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses. He touched his chest, and for a while he couldn't notice the beating of his heart. Just when Goron was wondering if he had died without anyone noticing, he suddenly heard a loud "tong" sound. Along with this huge noise, a hot and strong blood flow instantly flowed through every blood vessel in Goron's body. This blood flow was so unique, full of ancient power. Gronn's cannibal King Kong transformation was automatically lifted, but he felt that his power had not weakened at all.
Goron's lips trembled, and after a long time he murmured to himself: "Is this the legendary... 'Heart of the Giant'?"
Legend has it that ogres are descendants of ancient cyclops. However, even the most powerful and tall ogres cannot be more than eight meters tall. They are different from the legendary, no, from the living cyclops in front of Goron, and they are often at odds with them. The height difference of more than a few hundred meters is not even a small difference. What exactly happened, and why did the blood between the two people from the same source mutate and deteriorate so drastically? The answer to this question may be found in the history of ogres passed down orally by the soul leaders of the ogre clan.
It is the "Heart of a Giant".
Legend has it that the heart of the ancient giant Gorul, the ancestor of the ogres and cyclops, only beats once every thousand years, and the energy generated by one beat is enough to propel the rotation of a planet. It is precisely because the ogre family lost the heart of giants for unknown reasons that their body height became smaller and smaller, and in the end they could not cross the ten-meter mark at all. And the "Heart of Giants" is the key to the ogre family regaining the power of their ancient bloodline.
Gronn didn't know if the beating heart in his chest was the legendary "Heart of the Giant". He used his second divine power to see through his chest and found that there was only a black stone with a rough surface and cracks, and the cracks revealed rolling lava. Every once in a while, this black stone will pulsate, and a stream of hot blood that is red in gold and looks no different from lava will flow throughout the body. Wherever the blood flows, Gron can feel that every cell of his body will... Earth-shaking changes have taken place.
I won't turn into a rock giant in the end!
Goron quickly raised his hands to examine carefully. The hands became more slender and elongated, and the skin was as white and greasy as a baby. There was not a single flaw in it, just like a top-notch handicraft by an art master. Gronn used his second divine power to carefully examine every cell in his hands, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he found that they did not start to petrify like the heart.
Gronn clenched his palms into fists, feeling a prehistoric power that was completely incompatible with these delicate hands raging in his body. Gronn looked around and couldn't find any target except the bruised blue dragon beneath him and the embarrassed human mage behind him. He could only suppress the tempting idea of trying how powerful he was now.
Just one glance can bring about such earth-shaking changes in himself. Goron will be afraid if he thinks about how powerful Retusus himself is. The only good thing is that such a powerful person is protecting him as his "adopted father" at this time. Although he doesn't know what will happen in the future, at least now he can be sure that he has no ill intentions towards her. And after seeing the true identity of the man who stole his wife, Goron needed such a "father" to support him. The hatred in his heart gradually disappeared, and a sense of security suddenly emerged.
"Hey... you and that monster who just came, no, he is a great hero, a god of war, can't... you really have a father-son relationship, right?" The expression on the face of the mage Ashiu was extremely wonderful. . He is a typical second-generation ancestor who has always been proud of having a powerful father. Even his own incredible talent cannot compare to the pride and pride of having an awesome father. .
After he was completely defeated by Goron on the love battlefield, this has become the only pillar of support in the heart of the mage Ashu. However, just now, he saw Letusus appear as Goron's adoptive father, and this last bit of pride suddenly disappeared. Nothing left. I'm afraid I won't be able to raise my head in front of Gron in this life.
Goron didn't have the energy to pay attention to the little mage's boring thoughts, because the Arm of Uriel in the sky finally moved. It did not launch a direct attack, but pointed towards Letusus, and suddenly an overwhelming number of war angels swarmed in, as fast as a meteor.
One or two flies and ants cannot bite a person, but what if there are hundreds of millions of flies and ants
“No matter how much garbage there is, it’s still garbage.”
Letusus snorted coldly. He made fists with both hands and smashed them with his backhand. The fists clearly hit the left and right spaces behind him, but they forced the entire space to crack and crack like glass. Countless blood-red cracks suddenly appeared in the sky, and violent void storms surged out from the cracks, forming an energy frenzy that destroyed everything. The location of these cracks has obviously been carefully calculated, and nearly 90% of them appear in densely populated areas of the Angel Legion. The sky and the earth turned into a prehistoric purgatory. Countless angels were torn to pieces by void storms or sucked into space rifts. Even a few four-winged archangels were not spared. Entering the space rift without prior preparation, even the gods of the heavens and the first-level existence of the Abyss Demon King will be overwhelmed, let alone these mass-produced angel armies.
Yes, if it were a head-on battle, even Retusus would not be able to defeat the War Angel Legion, which numbered in the hundreds of millions. But with the unstable characteristics of the surrounding plane space, he could easily defeat it almost effortlessly. In front of him are the legions of gods that can destroy the entire world. Of course, the price paid is that the world is already crumbling. First, the six-winged archangel Uriel forcibly opened a gap in the wall of the plane, stretched out his arm to stir up wind and rain, and now he was forcibly knocked out by Retusus. With large cracks and gaps, this world may collapse at any time, and then all matter here will cease to exist.
Retusus obviously didn't care about the life and death of the original inhabitants here.
After knowing that this powerful reinforcement could not truly save themselves, the original inhabitants of this world, the creatures that had long since disappeared from the Blade Tower Continent, did not have much regret or anger towards Letusus. On the contrary, they were very calm, especially when they saw the Angel Legion being torn into pieces by the Void Storm, they cheered hysterically. Or in their hearts, their own survival is far less satisfying than seeing the invaders annihilated.
Time has passed for a long time, and it seems that it has only experienced a moment. Instead of calming down, the rift storm in the void has become more and more intense. Every space and every corner may turn into a giant mouth that swallows everything in the next moment. Angel The legion narrowly escaped death, and the ancient creatures began to be affected, following in the footsteps of the angel legion amid laughter.
Gronn drove the blue dragon and wanted to rush to the high ground where the Cyclops were. He wanted to ask clearly what the Great Elder Titan had seen from him. However, at this moment, the Arm of Uriel in the sky once again appeared. It moved, waved its hand, made a fist, and smashed it towards Retusus. (~^~)