They all call me an Outer God.

The appearance of those fire dragons was exactly the same as that of the skeleton dragon below. At the critical moment, Schwarz completely copied their abilities, using the dragon's way to fight fire with fire.

The skeletal dragon horde crumbled instantly under the fire dragon's onslaught, but some stubborn creatures still tried to break through the fire dragon's blockade and continue attempting to kill the black dragon.

Upon seeing this, Schwarz's eyes narrowed slightly.

Suddenly, its body surface twisted and formed terrifying tentacles, which mercilessly sliced ​​the skeleton dragons that tried to approach into pieces with their scales.

In the end, they turned into countless pieces of bone.

Schwarz slowly landed on their corpses, his cold eyes looking down at them, who were not completely incapacitated, as if asking if anyone else wanted to fight.

"Woo-"

The skeletons wailed, no longer daring to oppose it. At this moment, Shwar chose to leave the pile of corpses, and the bodies of the skeleton dragons reformed. Each dragon pressed its body tightly to the ground, bowing its head to show its loyalty to the new god.

Seeing this, Schwarz gradually raised its head and gently shook the tip of its tail a few times, as if showing off to someone, but soon, realizing something, it lowered its tail again.

"Roar--"

The black dragon roared, and the bone dragons instantly flapped their wings and took off, flying towards the direction of the extraordinary creatures on the coastline.

The people on the front lines are still fighting hard, and even with a bunch of messy reinforcements, it seems difficult to fight against such a powerful supernatural creature.

At this moment, a thick fog began to rise.

The gray fog was filled with the low growls and howls of wild beasts, and countless golden pupils could be vaguely seen in the thick fog.

Everyone's visibility became extremely low, and they could only catch glimpses of the outlines of creatures a few dozen meters away. Even so, what they witnessed was enough to shock them all.

A sword in someone's hand was torn and broken by a supernatural creature. Just when he thought he was about to die, a claw with knuckles far exceeding the height of a normal person pressed down on him, accurately and without hesitation crushing the supernatural creature to death.

The scales on the claws were sharp enough to cut a blade, and the patterns looked very intricate and ancient. The investigator couldn't help but look up, but could only see the joints of the forelimbs and could not see anything else.

The only thing clearly visible was the beast's terrifyingly bright eyes and its fleeting breath.

At this moment, people's innate fear of giant objects is laid bare.

They even thought they were doomed, that these behemoths would kill them without hesitation, just like crushing ants.

However, at this moment, the actions of those behemoths showed that they were not the enemy. The roar of ten thousand dragons swept away the group of extraordinary creatures that dared to take another step forward.

On the sea, a jet-black dragon flapped its wings and hovered in front of the war knight, who slowly raised his greatsword, the blade pointing directly at the black dragon's neck.

"Wow--"

The waves, fanned by the wings of mythical creatures, swept up those extraordinary beings and slammed them against the boulders, instantly destroying them.

This is the true power of the mythical creature. It had been lurking beside its host for so long that it had almost forgotten its own nature.

In the gray fog with extremely low visibility, the sea surface was like a huge black mirror, reflecting the boundless void. Zhan Zheng held a huge battle sword, the blade gleaming with a cold light, as if it could cleave through all the thick chaos.

At that moment, the knight moved. His gaze was piercing as he stared at the enormous figure that was gradually emerging from the depths of the sea. His horse trotted forward, stepping on the waves.

The mythical creature's body was larger than any giant wheel, its scales shimmering with a dark light that could completely devour all light.

Its three pairs of wings, each as thick as a dark cloud, whipped up gusts of wind with each flap. They could have dispersed the gray fog, but instead, the fog became even thicker under its influence. Deeper within the fog, something seemed to be reviving, constantly whispering and chanting.

"Hooo!"

Shwar's eyes gleamed with an almost cruel light as it opened its massive maw, from which a ball of white flame burst forth.

These flames are unlike ordinary flames; their temperature is higher than anything else, like a force from another dimension, capable of dissolving everything in its path.

The stark white flames traced a long arc in the air, hurtling straight toward the war knight.

"boom!!!!!"

Undeterred by war, He brandished his sword, a sharp blade of light meeting the white flame. The two collided in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar.

Flames and sword light intertwined, forming a dazzling curtain of light that illuminated everything around as if it were daytime.

However, the War Knight was ultimately just an empty shell; his true power was no match for the mythical creature before him.

Although the white flame was dispersed by the battle blade, its residual force still forced the war knight to retreat repeatedly. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Swarth flapped his wings, and his huge body instantly burst out of the sea, launching a reckless and fierce attack on the war knight.

It seemed as if the whole world could hear its cry.

Although the War Knight had begun to retreat, despite his great strength, he was starting to feel powerless in the face of the Black Dragon's absolute power.

With a "crack," He heard a crack appear in His indestructible armor, and He knew better than anyone what that meant.

His sword drew graceful arcs in the air, but each clash with the black dragon caused considerable damage to his armor.

The mythical creature was different from when they first met; now it was cruel and violent.

Seeing that the offensive was not working in his favor, he retreated to advance, his figure leaping across the sea, engaging in a thrilling chase with the black dragon.

The black dragon's roar still echoed across the sea, each roar accompanied by a powerful gust of air that dispersed the surrounding gray mist and then condensed it even deeper, to the point of being so sticky that it was suffocating.

Its white flames, like the kiss of death, relentlessly assailed the war knight. Although the war knight fought valiantly, as time passed, his power finally began to wane.

"Tear--"

Finally, after a fierce clash, the War Knight's sword was knocked away by the black dragon's claws.

Having lost his only weapon, he could only fight the black dragon with his bare hands. However, this was tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock; every attack from the black dragon left the war knight covered in wounds, and his horse was even bitten in half by Swarth.

(End of this chapter)