The scene changes in front of you, with a towering dome, smooth floors, and faint cheers in the distance.

And standing in front of him was the man who controlled everything.

"Father, why are you in such a hurry to summon me back?"

"I've found the exact location of that guy, with Mr. Devore's help, I want to give me a little more time and I can ......"

Looking closely, there seemed to be a smile on the corner of Erez's eye. He interrupted Patrick with a gentle wave of his hand.

"It doesn't matter."

"Do you hear the cheers outside?"

Patrick nodded.

"I have facilitated the selection and promotion within the clan, and tomorrow I will be reviewed by the Dragon Court."

"It's just a cutscene for me, which means that from tomorrow I will get rid of my current identity and become a contemporary dragon saint!"

"At the same time, I want to change the heir to the throne!"

He stepped forward and patted Patrick on the shoulder.

"How could you not be present at such an important moment?"

"Now that the World Passage has been blocked, it doesn't matter to Kenneth and that mysterious fellow anymore, when I become a Dragon Sage and get the seat of the Silver Dragon Clan in the Dragon Court."

"It's over!"

Even Éres couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart at this time, he was admonished for mission and responsibility at a young age for that status.

Practicing and fighting all the way, he has been recognized by the entire race with his excellent ability.

But at the most critical time, when he thought he was about to make history.

An indifferent refusal shattered all his illusions.

And now, after countless years of hard work, he has finally reached that position again.

According to the rules, even if he is an envoy of the Dragon Court, he is not qualified to refuse him twice.

"So...... I really...... Can I really? Patrick wasn't so composed.

Transcendents are also human beings, and in a sense, their desires are more intense, even though they know that something is wrong with their bodies and the punishment they face when the truth is revealed.

But by this time, Patrick couldn't care so much.

He wants to keep that secret in his heart forever.

"An accident that broke out in a rescue operation against Kenneth and resulted in a severe physical injury...... seemed like the perfect excuse.

"Or can we wait a little longer and find another way?" Patrick was already thinking about what would happen after he became the Dragon King.

"So be it." Eress smiled and withdrew his hand.

"There's one more thing I want you to remember." Erres' expression turned serious.

"Our relationship must not be known to anyone, and tomorrow I will change the heir in public, rest assured, there will be almost no resistance."

"But I want you to declare your lack of strength to the outside world after becoming the heir, and then beg me to help you manage the entire Silver Dragon Clan for the time being, and gradually hand over power, waiting for your promotion."

Elles' silver pupils stared at Patrick, even if the person standing in front of him was his son, he would never be ambiguous on key issues.

As if he had been poured a basin of cold water on his head, Patrick's heart sank to the bottom, "Will this be ......?" ”

"Do you have an opinion?" Éres snorted coldly and choked Patrick's remaining words.

"Nope."

"I'll do it."

Patrick knew that it had always been Elles' wish to control both the Silver Dragons and the Dragons' Sage.

In normal times, this request is reasonable.

But now, Patrick knew that he had a problem, and he might never be able to reach the fifth order if Ez knew about it.

Then he, the so-called heir, may never have a chance to be corrected.

It wasn't his speculation, given what he knew about his father.

It's going to happen.

"Good."

"Go down and rest, pay attention to your expression management, everything is ready, just wait for tomorrow."

Ezes stepped out of the main hall, looking at the city prostrate at his feet, then looking up at the sky.

"What is it to build a city in heaven?"

"I want all the people of the Silver Dragon Clan to engrave my name in their hearts forever."

"Is this a harbinger before the legend begins?"

Holding back the excitement in his heart, Eress desperately wanted to share his emotions with someone at this time.

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The snow and ice spread, and even the surrounding space was almost frozen.

Devor floated gracefully in mid-air, and behind him was a looming ice dragon.

Even in the form of a dragon, on the surface of this creature, it can only be associated with elegance.

What's even more peculiar is that beside Devor, there is a brilliant and pure ice ring.

Clear and transparent, without the slightest impurities.

This means that all the power of the rules mastered is concentrated in the realm of ice.

It's a terrible thing.

Because it's pure, it's powerful.

On the other hand, Roger at this time, the ring was colorful and looked good, but Devor just glanced at it and withdrew his gaze.

The circle of nothingness is the embodiment of the power of the ring sealer, the embodiment of the rules, and no one can cheat on this matter.

"It's not worth running for an opponent like you."

There was a hint of disappointment in Devor's eyes, and he looked at the stone house behind Roger.

"Prince Kenneth?"

Roger nodded.

"Then we should be careful, Éres told me, he can't die here yet."

As he spoke, a layer of ice crystals enveloped Kenneth's stone house, and the ice crystals were clear and transparent, but Roger quickly saw what was wrong.

It wasn't your average cold and cold.

A thin layer of ice seemed to seal off the entire space.

The rules mastered by this guy in front of him seemed to be single, but he went beyond the original rules and extended outward, expanding the attributes of the sealing, thus evolving an ability that only spatial rules can master.

"Don't try to run away." Devor did not seem to be in a hurry to start fighting.

"The passage of the entire world has been blocked, and even if you destroy this world, it is impossible for the outside world to know what is happening here."

"I'm Devor from the North."

"Ice Dragons." Speaking of his race, Devor had a hint of pride on his face.

"Have a good fight, and I'll give you a decent death."

Devor's eyes gradually sharpened.

"As the hundredth fifth-order that happened to be killed by me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and attacked.

"Crystallization Space!"

Click!

The surrounding plants died instantly, and Roger didn't feel any change in temperature, but around him, subtle snowflake-like symbols appeared in every inch of space.

It's not so much a blockade as a freeze.

Devor froze the entire space.

"Let me see what your power is?"

The grace on his face disappeared, and the ice dragon phantom behind him became hideous, and after entering the battle form, Devor's whole person changed a lot.

There was a madness and a tendency to self-destruct to spread out of him.

It felt like he wasn't trying to kill his opponent.

Instead, look for someone who can kill him.

"At our level, the rules are no longer simple rules, only the right people can master them."

"Ice is my rule, and it's my attitude."

"What about you?"

"A hodgepodge?"

The two do not communicate with each other through simple words, and the transmission of emotions can only be captured by the other party in an instant.

So after launching the first attack, Devor did not stop, but took advantage of the victory to pursue.

"Touch of Ice!"

Spikes grew out of the frozen space, and the target of these things did not seem to be Roger, but almost in an instant, Roger felt a cold from the inside out.

That's above the temperature.

"Bang!"

Finally, in the face of Devor's attack, Roger made his first move.

A black flame spread on his palm, and a wonderful scene occurred, ice and fire were in the same space in harmony.

But neither of them has any temperature.

Ice that is not cold and fire that is not hot.

"Is it just flames?" Devor shook his head.

"It's over."

He looked disappointed.

But just as he was about to launch a third attack, a deep realization came to him that he had never felt before.

It's as if the secret that has been sealed for many years is about to be revealed, and the scar in the bottom of my heart is torn apart.

"Flame of emotion?"

"It's kind of interesting."

He didn't take any form of resistance, and the bigger the smile on his face, the more intense the fire in his heart.

He seemed to be enjoying the scorching heat from the flames.

"That's how it feels, stronger, stronger!"

Devor laughed maniacally, and the ice dragon behind him was affected.

Roger frowned, he had never seen such a complex emotion in a person, and with that emotion as fuel, the power of the flame was unusually strong.

"Not enough, not enough!!"

Devor's whole being had been consumed by flames from the inside out, and the flames were not just burning his flesh.

For the ring-sealers, the physical and spiritual damage is terrible, but the breakdown of the rules is the unsolvable wound.

Under Roger's scorching, the clear and transparent ring was covered with pitch-black cracks, even if the emotional fuel provided by Devor was abundant enough.

But this guy's strength is indeed above Roger, although it is only a link, it is the pinnacle of the peak.

Roger even suspects that the weaker Second Ring may not be his opponent.

So the flames burned so violently that Devor did let out a miserable grunt.

But such a force can only inflict heavy damage, but it cannot kill him.

"Not enough, not enough!"

The faces in the roar become hideous, and the negative emotions accumulate to the limit, and finally all the hatred is transferred to Roger.

"You're too weak, it's there, burn, release!"

It feels like some kind of desire can't be vented, and it's stuck in the air.

His eyes turned red, and Devor opened his hands.

"Since you can't do it, let's die!"

"The crystal wall disintegrates!"

In an instant, the frozen space collapsed inch by inch, and Roger, like a person trapped in the ice, seemed to disappear at any time with the collapse of the space.

"What about other abilities?"

"Your strength is not enough, since you have seduted the flame in my heart, why don't you burn it out!"

Roger opened his hand to control the space around him, but he realized that the properties of the space had been completely changed, and other rules were mixed in.

This made him lose his strength.

What Roger can influence is the part that belongs to the space, but at this time, the space is permeated with Devor's unique attributes.

"Space?"

"Hmm...... What is it? It's a very heavy feeling. ”

"And the annoying soul power!"

"It's too weak, it's too weak, these forces are too weak!"

Devor stepped up his strength, and Roger's resistance seemed to collapse at any moment.

"It's a fluke that you became a ring sealer, but it looks like you should come from an imbecile world where legends are occasionally born, but most of them are incompetent."

"Too much and too much."

"If you want anything, you will end up with nothing."

"A truly strong person will only do one thing to the extreme."

"Almost all the guys I have seen who are trying to develop in multiple fields are planted on the road of condensing the ring seal."

Devor was seriously injured, and there was no way to recover from such an injury in a short period of time, which made him look a little miserable.

However, when he spoke, the expression on Devor's face was unusually calm, which did not match his crazy appearance at all.

"It's a pity."

"If you only master that kind of fire, then in the future this plane may leave your name."

"And now I can only bury you here, as the hundredth fifth-order transcendent who was killed by me, I will make an exception to give you the dignity of a strong man!"

As soon as the words fell, frost fell.

A pure white covered the whole world.

After a long time, when all forces subsided, a world covered in ice and snow appeared around Devor.

That force changed the rules of this space forever, and from this day on, the only place where they would fight would be winter.

The ice dragon behind him roared, and Devor looked at the shattered rings in front of him.

"Do you even think he's a pity?"

The ice dragon let out a roar, seemingly in response to Devor's inquiry.

But in fact, the ice dragon behind him is just the embodiment of physical strength, and he has no independent personality and no ability to think at all.

The two seem to be communicating, but in fact it is just Devore's own talk.

"The hundredth opponent is still worth remembering."

Devor nodded, a clear name on the scales of the ice dragon behind him.

"Roger, a good name." Dvor muttered to himself.

"I think so too."

An abrupt voice came that shouldn't have been heard.

The muscles of his whole body tensed, Devor's eyes widened, and in the center of the power explosion, a figure slowly appeared.

The man looked very embarrassed, and seemed to be seriously injured, and compared to just now, he had an extra long sword in his hand.

The shape is ordinary, and it even looks like just mortal iron.

"You're not dead?" Gwall's tone regained his composure, his eyes full of wariness, and he knew the devastation of his attack.

"I don't want that." Roger clenched the sword in his hand.

"With an extra weapon, you thought you could ......"

Before Dewall could finish speaking, he saw Roger raise the long sword in his hand, and the black flames flashed away, and at the same time, a certain emotion in his heart was ignited.

"The same trick didn't work for me."

Devor snorted coldly, but then a sharp pain spread throughout his body, he couldn't help but let out a scream, and then watched the ring around him......

Shattered.

In the last moments before he fell, Devor had only one thought in his mind.

"What was this guy doing?"

"Are you kidding me?"

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