Dean's eyes turned golden red.

After the rising sun crashed against him, the scorching heat of the eight desolations and all things enveloped him.

Dean could clearly feel the rapid loss of water in his body, and the sweat had just overflowed from the pores, and it had already turned into salt crystals, sticking to the skin, which was uncomfortable.

'Domain'!

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

Compared to the old golden powerhouse Morti and Susanna, the saint of the Ring of Morbius, the Saint Daughter of Morbius, are more complete domains.

The former's 'domain' only changes itself, and it also needs the cooperation of climate and environment to exert its greatest power.

The latter's 'domain' is to change oneself at the same time, and have the ability to create a piece out of thin air that is most suitable for oneself to exert its maximum strength.

And in front of you, Malcolm's?

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

This kind of scorching heat that seems to pull the sun closer to the front is enough to explain a qiē.

"This is the real 'domain'!"

Dean muttered to himself, his tone of affirmation.

Although Dean did not reach the 'domain', several encounters with powerhouses at the 'domain' level still allowed Dean to have some guesses.

In particular, the differences are evident when compared with each other.

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

Call!

I took a deep breath and felt the burning of the scorching breath in my trachea and lungs, and the [Extreme Cold Method] was in the next moment. It was all over Dean's body.

Immediately. A scorching breath. began to be dispelled.

However, it did not disperse completely, but gathered around Dean three feet away, and occasionally burst forward.

It's like, a monster with teeth and claws.

"Susanna's dedication to forming an alliance with me has always puzzled me, but after entering your 'domain'. I just understood! ”

Dean said as if talking to himself.

But his gaze was on the golden red in the distance.

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

Such an anomaly must be unusual.

"Suzanne is always so habitually relying on external forces, she never knows that she is the most reliable!"

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

He was twenty feet tall, with a handsome face, but there was Malcolm's shadow between his eyebrows, but against the backdrop of the golden light of his whole body. The other party is completely like the mythical sun god.

Dean had flipped through some mythological books to see what the other party was like at the moment. It is exactly the sun god recorded in it.

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

The voice is both gentle and majestic.

Like a merciful elder, like a stern and merciless judge.

"She has committed unforgivable sins from the beginning, but Zelgan, you are different, you have not committed such a sin, and you can still redeem yourself......"

Malcolm said slowly.

This made Dean laugh out loud.

"I redeem myself? It's like facing your appearance of turning around and making ghosts, bowing and worshipping? Don't be kidding, although your path is similar to the 'sun', the formation of the 'domain', and it is close to this trait, but you are not the sun god, don't put yourself in the position of the god king to overlook mortals! Not to mention ......"

Dean said bluntly.

"What's more?"

Malcolm asked.

"What's more, even if the real sun god appeared in front of me, I wouldn't bow down to it—because he was just a powerful being! It is impossible to be omniscient, to be impartial, to be merciful and merciful...... Such a guy is just a strong man, that's all! ”

Dean replied.

"Oh? So Ailu. What about His Highness Nick? Can this woman you have been following be omniscient, impartial, merciful, and merciful? ”

Malcolm, who had become a golden-armored giant, asked with interest.

"Your Highness's words are naturally not omniscient and omnipotent, but she is impartial, merciful and merciful—therefore, there are some things that I can hide from Your Highness, and I must hide them from Your Highness! Otherwise, according to His Highness's character, he will definitely draw his sword against me...... That's not what I want to see! ”

At the mention of Dean of the Emerald Grand Duke, his face softened slightly.

"It's unexpected! You're so sure I won't say it? ”

Malcolm sighed.

"Suzanne is full of lies, but there is one thing that is not wrong - Malcolm, you are really a hypocrisy! This is your 'domain', so we only have two scenarios, either I die or you die...... Under such a premise, do the previous words still matter? ”

Dean looked at the other man sarcastically.

"yes, it doesn't matter! I didn't want to make a move on you......"

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

Completely opposite words and deeds, hypocrisy is unquestionable.

However, at this moment, Malcolm's strength is also undoubted-

Woo!

As soon as Malcolm smashed out of the golden armor giant, it brought up a tenth-level wind, blowing Dean's hair, and the strong wind hit Dean's cheek, which made Dean, who had strong defense, have a painful numbness.

Obviously, this is definitely not an ordinary punch.

However, Dean can't dodge!

The wind turned into a massive suction force that tugged at Dean's body and slammed into the massive fist.

Faced with an unavoidable punch.

Dean naturally had a choice, and his body swelled rapidly. The fifteen-foot half-giant body was a little smaller than the other party's size.

But. The power of the fist was not small at all.

Woo!

The same wind spilled out from Dean's fist. It's just that it is completely mixed with the power of frost, rich and cold, and with this punch, it is like a sudden blizzard.

Rumble!

Both of them were huge, and when their fists collided together, a shockwave-like explosion was blown in all directions from the collision of the two fists.

The two tall, powerful bodies did not move, as if they were caught in a wrestling.

But it's far more thrilling than wrestling.

Because. Both sides have a desire to kill-

The pain that Dean felt at first was spreading over the fist he was cringing with the other man.

And this pain is also beginning to reveal its true face.

The withering and withering disguised by the scorching breath devours life.

And that numbness is a trait of the combination of the two.

Or rather...... A toxin is more appropriate.

Dean's fists and forearms withered at a visible rate, the knotted muscles were drained of moisture and the flesh was sucked in, and more vicious remnants began to spread down his arms and towards Dean's body.

Dean's state is obviously not good.

But. Malcolm was equally uncomfortable.

The other party who turned into a golden armor giant was covered in frost all over his body at the moment. That kind of frost from the inside out, showing the wonderful combination of [Penetrating Strength] and [Extreme Cold Method].

Even, at this moment, Malcolm's exhaled breath was tinged with ice.

The injuries of both were in mortal danger.

However, neither seems to care.

Malcolm's other fist, with a 'click, click' of frost shattering, struck at Dean again.

Dean threw the same punch.

Rumble!

There was another roar with a crash.

Under the cover of such an impact, the two of them raised their right feet almost at the same time and kicked towards each other's lower abdomen.

It's fast, it's smart, and it's silent.

It was as if these were not two gigantic giants, but small, nimble thieves.

Bang!

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

Dean took four or five steps back before stopping.

Malcolm, on the other hand, retreated seven or eight steps, apparently suffering a dark loss.

"Assassin skills? Zelgaon, you're really knowledgeable! ”

Even Malcolm, the golden-armored giant, twisted his right knee unnaturally at this time - before, it seemed that the two sides were facing each other in no particular order, but in fact, when they collided, Dean's toes swept hard against his knee socket.

The soreness made it clear to Malcolm where Dean's toes were aiming.

And this kind of tendon breaking technique, Malcolm is no stranger.

In his Dark Temple, some Deacons of the Dark Hall, who were familiar with the techniques of assassins, once demonstrated to him.

It's just that Malcolm didn't expect Dean to be proficient in such a skill.

At the same time, Malcolm was extremely glad that this time was in his 'domain', otherwise he would fight with the other party with his own body, and the other party would definitely suffer a greater loss if the other party suddenly used such a skill.

"I haven't used it for a long time, and I'm a little rusty!"

Dean shook his head, looking a little dissatisfied, and Malcolm's face changed slightly, and a hint of anger appeared on his face, but then he relented.

"Verbal offensive? Such means are too inferior! ”

Malcolm smiled mockingly.

Dean didn't speak.

Although his previous words were verbally offensive, they were also genuinely dissatisfied.

As for the skills of the assassin, he certainly has no problem in his normal state, but in the posture of a half-giant, he looks rusty!

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

Of course, even if it is abolished, it will only make the other party's recovery speed a little slower.

After the conversation, the frost on Malcolm's body completely disappeared, and the whole person once again regained his golden appearance.

And Dean was also treated with 'Qi', and his arm returned to normal.

"A war of attrition? If it goes on like this, it won't work......"

Malcolm looked at Dean, who was also recovering quickly, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Then, the surrounding golden red rolled again.

The phantom of each arrow turned from virtual to real, and it was completed almost instantly.

PS first update ~ (to be continued......)