The Emerald Tower

Dean's eyes turned a golden red.

After the rising sun hit him, the scorching heat that burned all the wasteland and everything enveloped him.

Dean could clearly feel the rapid loss of water in the body, and the sweat just overflowed from the pores, it has turned into salt crystals, sticking to the skin, making people uncomfortable.

'area'!

There is no doubt that the golden red in front of him is Malcolm's ‘domain’.

In comparison, Xiti’s old gold powerhouse Mortish and Mobius’ ring saint Susanna have a more complete domain.

The ‘domain’ of the former only changes itself and requires the cooperation of climate and environment to be able to exert its greatest power.

The latter’s ‘domain’, while changing itself, possesses the ability to create out of thin air the most suitable for exerting its greatest strength.

And in front of him, Malcolm's?

It is not only that it can change itself and create a favorable climate and environment out of thin air, but also slightly change the rules within this scope.

This kind of scorching heat that seems to draw the sun closer to you is enough to explain everything.

"This is the real'domain'!"

Dean whispered to himself, his tone extremely affirmative.

Although Dean did not reach the ‘domain’, several fights with the ‘domain’-level powerhouse still gave Dean some guesses.

Especially the differences are more obvious only after comparing with each other.

As for the limitations and weaknesses of the "domain", Dean also has some understanding-

call!

Taking a deep breath, feeling the burning breath in the trachea and lungs, in the next moment. It covers Dean's whole body.

Immediately. Scorching breath. Began to be dispersed.

However, it didn't completely disperse, but surrounded Dean's radius of three feet away, rushing in from time to time.

It was like a monster with teeth and claws.

"Susana's persistence in forming an alliance with me has always puzzled me, but after entering your'domain', I just understand!"

Dean was talking to himself.

But his eyes turned to the golden red in the distance.

The golden red seemed to be no different from the surrounding golden red, but in Dean's perception, the temperature there was more than twice as high as the surroundings.

Such anomalies must be unusual.

"Susanna always uses external force so habitually, she never knows that she is the most reliable one!"

In the golden red that Dean was watching, the light surged and rolled, and a body that looked like a giant began to appear.

Twenty feet tall, with a handsome face, and Malcolm's shadow between his brows, but under the golden light of the whole body. The opponent is exactly like the sun **** in the myth.

Dean has read through some myths and classics, what the opponent looks like at the moment. It is exactly the sun **** in the record.

The body is tall, the face is beautiful, and the whole body is shrouded in golden sunlight.

The voice is gentle and full of majesty.

Like a benevolent elder, like a harsh and ruthless judge.

"She committed an unforgivable sin from the beginning, but Zelgon is different from you. You did not commit such a mistake. You can still redeem yourself..."

Malcolm said slowly.

And this made Dean laugh out loud.

"I redeem myself? It's like facing you, turning around and making ghosts and worshiping? Don't be kidding. Although your path is similar to'sunshine', the'domain' formed by you is also close to this characteristic, but you are not Sun God, don’t put yourself in the position of a **** king to overlook mortals! What's more..."

Dean said straightly.

"What's more?"

Malcolm asked.

"What's more, even if the real sun **** appears in front of me, I will not worship it-because he is just a stronger existence! It is impossible to achieve omniscience and omnipotence, and cannot be impartial and unselfish. Kind and compassionate... Such a guy is just a strong one, nothing more!"

Dean answered.

"Oh? What about Her Royal Highness Elune? Can the woman you have been following be omniscient, impartial, benevolent and compassionate?"

Malcolm, who was incarnate as a giant of golden armor, asked with interest.

"His words naturally cannot be omniscient and omnipotent, but she is just, unselfish, kind and compassionate-therefore, I can hide some things from your Highness, and I must also keep it from your Highness! Otherwise, according to your highness's character, They will inevitably draw their swords towards me... this is not what I want to see!"

Dean, who mentioned the Grand Duke of Emerald, had a slightly soft complexion.

"This is unexpectedly calm! You are so sure that I won't say it?"

Malcolm sighed.

"Although Susanna has lied in her mouth, one thing is not wrong-Malcolm, you are really a hypocritical fellow! This is your'domain', so we only have two situations, either I die, or you die... Under this premise, do the previous words still matter?"

Dean looked at each other sarcastically.

"Yes, it doesn't matter! Originally I didn't want to shoot you..."

Malcolm nodded, his mouth was full of sighs, but the body of the golden armored giant slammed his fist and slammed it straight at Dean.

The hypocrisy of completely opposite words and deeds is beyond doubt.

However, at this moment, Malcolm’s strength is beyond doubt—

Woo!

The golden armored giant Malcolm punched out, and it brought up a violent wind that looked like a tenth level, which blew Dean’s head, and the strong wind hit Dean’s cheeks, giving him a strong defense. Dean felt a painful numbness.

Obviously, this is definitely not an ordinary punch.

However, Dean could not evade!

After a straight stop, the gust of wind turned into a huge suction force, pulling Dean's body and banging against the huge fist.

Faced with an inevitable punch.

Dean naturally had a choice, his body swelled rapidly. The fifteen-foot half-giant body is a circle smaller than the opponent's body.

but. The power swayed from that fist was not small at all.

Woo!

The same gust of wind spread from Dean's fist. It's just that what was mixed with it was the power of frost, rich and cold, with this punch, it was like a sudden blizzard.

boom!

Both are huge and when the fists collided, a shock wave-like explosion was blown in all directions from the collision of the two fists.

The two tall, powerful bodies didn't move, as if they were caught in a wrestling.

But it is far more thrilling than wrestling.

because. Both sides have the heart to kill--

The pain Dean felt at first was spreading on his fist colliding with the opponent at this time.

And this bit of pain also began to show his true face.

The withering and withering with the scorching breath as a cover, the devouring of life.

And that kind of numbness is a characteristic of the combination of the two.

In other words... a toxin is more appropriate.

Dean’s fists and forearms were withered to the naked eye, the knotted muscles were drained of water, the flesh was sucked, and more vicious and venomous residues began to follow the arms towards Dean’s body. Spread away.

Dean's state is obviously bad.

but. Malcolm was equally uncomfortable.

At this moment, the golden armor giant's opponent was covered with frost. The frost from the inside out, showing the wonderful cooperation with.

Even the air that Malcolm exhaled at this moment was full of ice ridges.

Both of their injuries are fatal.

However, neither of them seemed to care.

Malcolm's other fist struck Dean again amidst the sound of cracking frost.

Dean fisted up in the same way.

boom!

There was another roar with an impact.

Under the cover of such an impact and roar, the two right feet were lifted almost at the same time, pushing towards each other's abdomen.

The speed is fast, extremely dexterous, and silent.

As if these were not two huge giants, but short, flexible thieves.

boom!

In the muffled sound of their legs and feet touching each other, both of them staggered back.

Dean stopped after four or five steps back.

And Malcolm took seven or eight steps back, obviously suffering a dark loss.

"Assassin skills? Zelgaon, you are really knowledgeable!"

Even Malcolm, who is a giant of the golden armor, twisted his right knee unnaturally at this time-before, it seemed that the two sides had touched indiscriminately, but in reality, Dean's toes were cruel Passed hard across his knee socket.

The soreness clearly told Malcolm where Dean was aiming with his toes.

Malcolm is no stranger to this technique of breaking tendons.

In his dark hall, some dark hall deacons who are familiar with assassin skills have demonstrated to him.

However, Malcolm did not expect Dean to be proficient in such techniques.

At the same time, Malcolm was extremely fortunate that he was in his ‘domain’ at this time, otherwise he would fight the opponent with his own body, and he would definitely suffer a greater loss if the opponent suddenly used such a technique.

"I haven't used it for a long time, it's a bit rusty!"

Dean shook his head, looking a little dissatisfied, and this caused Malcolm's face to change slightly, and a touch of anger appeared on his face, but he immediately stopped.

"Speech offensive? Such a method is too inferior!"

Malcolm gave a mocking smile.

Dean didn't speak.

Although his previous words contained verbal offensives, they also contained real dissatisfaction.

As for the skills of the assassin, he is of course no problem in ordinary state~www.novelmtl.com~ but in the half-giant attitude, it seems strange!

Otherwise, the previous blow would be enough to completely destroy the opponent's right leg!

Of course, even if it is abolished, it will only slow down the opponent's recovery.

After the conversation, the frost on Malcolm completely disappeared, and the whole person once again returned to the golden appearance.

And Dean's arm returned to normal under the treatment of qi.

"War of attrition? It won't work if this continues..."

Malcolm looked at Dean, who was also recovering, and shook his head.

Then, the surrounding golden red rolled again.

The virtual shadows of the arrows turned from virtual to real, almost instantaneously.

ps first update~ (to be continued!

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