Casting spells

As the titular husband of the goddess of magic, the first preaching mage in history, and the great spellcaster who defeated the god of prophecy Savras with a mortal body, his power and status are beyond doubt.

"What exactly does this dragon want to do? Is it true, as the rumors say, that it is extremely hostile to the gods and wants to drive us all to extinction?" Goddess of Love Suni stroked her dazzling fiery red hair, and her beautiful eyes revealed a There are many people present or the irresistible charm of gods.

"No! I always feel that it hides some ulterior secrets. You must know that we have seen madmen who are enemies of the gods, but it is obviously different." Su Lun, the goddess of the moon, shook slightly. Shaking his head, he denied this guess.

She is one of the earliest twin goddesses born in this world. She existed as early as the birth of life. She has seen many crazy individuals and organizations hostile to the gods, but no one has ever been like this black dragon in front of her. A dark cloud hung over the heads of the gods.

It is true that most of the current situation is due to the punishment of the God of God, but what is even more frightening is the careful plan revealed behind the whole thing.

See who are the first gods to die?

Gargos, the God of Cruel Officials!

Miril, the God of Singing!

Without exception, they are the weakest among the gods, and they are also the guys who basically don't have many allies.

Plus that legendary magic that can instantly break through the divine shield!

Anyone who is not an idiot can clearly understand that the other party has already made sufficient preparations before the beginning of the turbulent year!

A madman with a cool heart and a bright head?

Su Lun didn't know what words to use to describe it, and he didn't understand why some people were able to know the coming of the turbulent year in advance, and even expected the fierce reaction of the God of God after the loss of the tablet of fate.

In contrast, the performance of Tire, the God of Justice, is much more direct.

He slapped the table hard, and said with a serious face: "No matter what purpose it has! In short, we must be prepared to fight! It is best to leave Waterdeep City, so as not to affect innocent civilians."

"I agree! I think the banks of the Deshalin River are a good place." Irmat, the God of Suffering, agreed without thinking.

"In this case, let's collectively move to the banks of the Deshalin River and wait for the arrival of this giant dragon." Azus hesitated for a moment, then quickly made a choice.

After all, once the gods are fully deployed, they will inevitably cause huge damage. If it is in Waterdeep City, it is estimated that this city with a long history and a large population will be reduced to a mass of ruins in a few minutes.

Watching the backs of the gods in the conference room getting up and leaving, Tempus, the god of war, opened his mouth, gently stroked a black giant sword full of gaps, and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Does one person start a war with the gods? This feeling is incomparable! My blood is boiling! Come on! Let's have a fair competition!"

war!

Kill!

death!

For an ancient god who rules over wars and battles throughout the world, there is nothing more exciting than the current state.

As for how many gods died?

So what if you want to kill all the gods?

War is inherently chaotic, disorderly, and full of surprises. No one knows what will happen in the next second.

Especially the wonderful feeling of passing by with death is definitely the favorite of real fighters.

Tempus can't remember the last time he experienced this feeling, but he knows that the coming black dragon is absolutely capable of letting himself taste the taste of failure and death.

This is the real battle!

The fight he craves!

And the act of crushing the weak with strong strength and experience is not worthy of being called a battle at all...

Chapter 5 and Six: God of War Tempus

The Deshalin River is an important river that runs through most of the northern land and connects Chang'an Town, Yata, Hongsong Town, Golden Plain and Deepwater City.

It can be said that without it, it would be impossible for Waterdeep City to support such a large population, nor would it be able to radiate its influence to the surrounding areas.

But today, this wide river will be remembered by history in another form.

Gods with more than two figures gathered here, waiting patiently for the arrival of their opponents.

Of course, there are also some curious onlookers.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, I'm afraid they wouldn't have believed it. A mere dragon would cause the gods to go to war so violently that they would even lose face and join forces to attack them.

Just when many people couldn't help but whisper, a black spot appeared on the horizon.

After a while, the black dot quickly grew in size and finally appeared in front of everyone.

huge!

ferocious!

The gleaming armor pieces showed a dazzling golden light, as if something was flowing!

When Zhang Cheng flapped his huge wings and landed slowly, the entire riverside was completely silent, and everyone seemed to have been hit by the group silence and group fixation at the same time.

There were also a few less courageous ones who were directly stunned by the unconscious Longwei, rolled their eyes and lost consciousness.

Heavy and oppressive, he made ordinary people feel extremely uncomfortable just by appearing, and there were not a few people who even lost control on the spot.

Undoubtedly, this is far beyond the power that the dragon itself should have. As for many experienced adventurers, they showed expressions of nervousness and awe.

But Zhang Cheng obviously didn't have time to pay attention to these guys who were full and had nothing to do. He came to the front in a leisurely manner, and sarcastically said in a tone full of disdain: "There are fourteen gods, I should feel honored, shouldn't I?"

"Of course you should be honored! Evil black dragon! No matter what, I will kill you today, no matter how high the price is." Tyre, the god of justice, was the first to stand up and express his attitude.

It can be seen that although his heart is full of grief and anger for Tom's death, he has not lost his mind because of it.

"Hehe! A meaningless threat! And I promise, if it is a one-on-one match under fair conditions, you will definitely die by my hands, just like the god of loyalty and courage." Zhang Cheng did not show any weakness pushed back, and at the same time set his sights on Tempus, who was constantly releasing his fighting spirit.

The King of War obviously couldn't bear the lonely heart of a warrior, took the initiative to take a step forward, raised his black giant sword and shouted loudly: "Duel! I demand a one-on-one duel with you! Anyone No meddling!"

"Damn it!" Moon Goddess Su Lun's face changed drastically when she heard these words.

Although she knew a long time ago what kind of thing God of War is, to put it nicely, it is brave and fearless, and to put it bluntly, she has muscles but no brains, but she never expected to make such a child's play at the critical moment .

You must know that God is an extremely willful creature. Once he decides on something, he will never look back until he dies.

Since Tempus opened his mouth to propose a one-on-one duel, no other god can intervene before the winner is determined, otherwise he will become the mortal enemy of the God of War.

In fact, not only Su Lun, but also the faces of other gods are not very good-looking.

After all, in the original plan, God of War was one of the most important combat forces. Almost every god knew how terrifying his black giant sword full of gaps was.

"Oh? Duel!" Zhang Cheng's golden pupils showed a hint of amusement.

He had already made plans to go to war in an all-out way, but who would have thought that the God of War, who had a strange brain circuit, would voluntarily give up his numerical advantage.