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Chapter 749 Brawl
"Ig".

Father of the gods.

In legend, he is a capricious, fickle, and unpredictable half-humanoid monster.

He was one of the earliest reptiles, and underwent the most rigorous evolution to become the serpent god we know today.

Ig's faith community is very widespread. Not only the snake people worship Him, but also some of the Kunyang people follow His traces and migrate through the earth's crust.

In the ancient southern region, He was the widely worshipped feathered serpent god, or the deity of Kukulkan. Historically, the ancient southern kingdoms also had ancestors who worshipped Ig, at which time His name was "Bahui"...

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Ig will curse all races that defy his will, including ordinary snake people. He will awaken from his slumber every autumn to punish those who harm his people. The cursed creatures will suffer endless torment and degenerate into the weakest snakes.

After years of research, the power of this curse gradually evolved into a part of the Ig Godhood—the power of rebirth.

It is a powerful force capable of altering and distorting bloodlines and genes, and in a narrow sense, it has already overturned the boundaries between life and death.

It is a unique order that distinguishes itself from the blessing and regeneration power of all other temples in the Dreamland.

In Ig's lair, even the dead can be resurrected by the power of rebirth.

It was not some holy power, but a process of rebirth, filled with the ugliness of blood and flesh mingling. The reborn would be corrupted from a new egg, and regardless of its original race, after hatching, it would find that it had grown many snake organs.

This is the reason why the snake people have survived for tens or hundreds of millions of years.

It is also the blessing that its followers and believers dream of.

It is both a new beginning and a curse.

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Snake people are not hybrids. Although their half-human, half-snake appearance looks very similar to that of hybrids, the history of snake people is much longer than that of hybrids.

Throughout the long river of time, even the most untamed ancient rulers, including the Sun Tree, would not easily lay a hand on any snake. The power of rebirth was hidden in the snake race's bizarre mating rituals. Perhaps due to the difference in the order of life, the ancients could indeed give birth to hybrids that were half snake and half human. But once afflicted by that curse, whether the son would follow the father or the father would follow the son, no one could say for sure.

As for abnormal ordinary people, if they dare to put their reproductive organs into a snake's body, they will also suffer the most terrifying and vicious curse, and their end will be miserable.

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So perhaps Luque of the Golden Law Temple wasn't wrong.

Snakes are inherently promiscuous, and even the regenerative power upon which their racial beliefs depend is hidden beneath all their mating rituals.

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That's the end of Igor's story for now.

It is only early spring in the Dreamland, and there is still a long time before the Father of the Gods awakens in late autumn.

However, this area of ​​the Hybrid Forest seems to have absolutely nothing to do with the vibrant life of early spring, and it's unlikely that any green life will sprout here again next spring. This is because the fires of sin have only just raged, and a new wave of evil forces has begun their fierce clash.

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Even though Freya had hidden herself as Milo had instructed, the snake-man's gaze never left that direction.

His forked tongue flickered in and out, greedily drawing in the scent particles from Freya's body into his mouth, savoring them as he spoke to Milo:
"She listens to you? Give me that Higanbana, and I can let you live a little longer, so you can go to the Golden Kingdom alive before I kill you. How about it?"

"The scent of ancient dragon blood, ahh..."

If it were just a malicious tone, that would be one thing.

The long robe below the snake's belly even formed a tent.

And there were two tents, for crying out loud.

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Adding some useless life tidbits: snakes have very cool reproductive organs, but of course, if they get engorged with blood right in front of you, it's not so cool.

After it becomes engorged with blood, it takes the shape of an Ig Y, which is two and a half YJ structures.

That's all for now, because fighting has already broken out in the mixed-race forest.

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Milo was the first to make a move this time.

Although he was extremely reluctant to have any physical contact with the guy in front of him, because if a fight broke out, being touched by a engorged penis in the chaos would probably make him feel nauseous for a long time.

Having learned a lesson from its previous experience in the Cold Plains, Milo now dares not recklessly squander its sinful fire. Once the available fuel has burned out, it will start to act recklessly, and it might even try to burn Milo as well…

The good news is that with the precious gift from Princess Rose, Milo has regained his ability to fight in close combat—his powerful physique.

That is, the tempering and healing power of that gentle fire, which was mentioned before, is in no way inferior to the Holy Communion.

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It has been less than half a month since I left the Rus' dynasty.

Freya, who had been with him every day, did not actually notice any sudden changes in Milo during this process, until he began to use his physical strength.

Boom!

You could see the rock beneath Milo's feet crumble and fly off without warning, and the next instant his shadow was already in front of the venomous snake!

No, to be precise, it was Milo's silhouette that replaced the Serpent Man's previous position.

At that moment, a rock layer on a hilltop dozens of meters away suddenly exploded, and the snake-man's body was deeply embedded in the cracks of the broken rock!
But the snake-man's body was frozen in the rock for less than half a breath after being blasted into the rock.

With a sudden clench of his ferocious claws, the rocks that made up the entire mountainside cracked and shattered completely.

In an instant, rubble flew everywhere.

The largest shattered rock fell from a height of 100 meters to the ground, but before it even hit the ground, the emaciated figure of the Viper Man had already returned to the area where Milo was. The aftershocks of the new round of force collision, along with the terrifying air waves, crushed the entire ground to a depth of half an adult's height.

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"So fast……"

Freya, who thought she had hidden far enough away, was stunned by the aftershocks of the hurricane-like attack. It was even more powerful than the wind she felt when she was sprinting at top speed in her dragon form.

It's the kind of sound where if you don't duck down in time, your lips will make a messy "lè lè lè lè lè lè" sound in the wind...

Even so, she forced herself to look up and focus her gaze on the center of the raging power in the distance.

The power that Milo unleashed at this moment was completely different from what he had experienced on the Cold Plains or in Loske. It was a physique that even Freya, who had awakened the bloodline of the ancient dragon, could feel astonished by.

Without the powerful senses granted by her ancient dragon bloodline, Freya wouldn't even be able to see the actions of the two sides fighting in the center of the battlefield with her naked eye!
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Each time the Serpent People undergo a natural rebirth, their vitality becomes stronger than before.

The snake-man's physical strength is terrifying.

Under Milo's crushing force, both the Blessed Spirit Visor and the Descendants of the Ancients would have been reduced to dust long ago. But this seemingly withered and emaciated fellow stubbornly held on, like an indestructible stinky rag, refusing to breathe.

The snake-man's cloak and robe were already tattered, revealing his limbs covered with hideous scales.

The good news is that the Y-shaped thing retracted below the abdomen; otherwise, its erect, engorged appearance would have been the most damaging thing to Milo in this battle.

In a contest of pure physical explosiveness, Milo undoubtedly holds an absolute advantage.

This can be seen from the hideous wounds exposed after the scales on the snake's body have fallen off.

The previous idea of ​​using physical strength to overpower Milo was obviously unrealistic, so the Viper quickly changed his tactics.

Those tactics that better suited his triangular snake-like head began to appear more frequently, such as the highly corrosive liquid he spewed from his mouth for sneak attacks, and the thick green poisonous fog that spread out without warning.

The center of the battleground was quickly enveloped by various foul odors.

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The snake-man's venom was effective against Milo.

Even though the gentle side of the fire of sin is constantly repairing the wounds of the body, it is ultimately not the fundamental cure for the poison.

So, in this fast-paced, breathtaking battle, this scene unfolded—Milo, while suppressing the enemy, took a moment to pull out a piece of cheese from his pocket and stuff it into his mouth.

There is no better antidote.

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The methods of the snake people are incredibly diverse and varied. Over his long life, he must have used the resources of the snake people to learn a great deal of sorcery and magic.

Unfortunately, none of his methods escaped the realm of poison. Whether it was the giant poisonous claws he summoned out of thin air or the terrifying roar like dragon's breath, all of these moves were easily neutralized by the simple and unadorned cheese.

Milo's face would turn blue and purple in turns, then return to normal completely, alternating repeatedly. This was a temporary reaction caused by various toxins of different natures invading his body.

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Boom! ! !
The two sides recently exchanged punches and claws.

The snake-man was flung away like a spring, carving a deep trench in the ground.

Milo was forced back into the poisonous fog. But not long after, a leisurely voice came from the deep purple poisonous fog.

"What do you mean? It's gone soft?"

In the thick, poisonous fog, a human-shaped outline gradually became clear.

Milo strolled out leisurely.

He was still chewing on bloody cheese, so his words were a little slurred.

Looking at the serpent-man whose entire body was carved into the crack in the ground, Milo shook his head mockingly:
"This won't do either, it's too fragile."

As he spoke, wisps of black smoke swirled between his fingers.

Milo seeks out and draws out the deepest fears within the snake.

This is his usual tactic.

The more powerful a creature is, the deeper the source of its inner fear lies hidden. To uncover it, the first step is to defeat and destroy its body.

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"Let me see what you're made of..."

Milo had taken a few steps forward when he suddenly stopped.

Because he discovered that the few traces of fear he had finally managed to find had suddenly disappeared.

Within the ravines on the ground, an aura even more powerful than before was spreading continuously, and there were even some dazzling lights flashing.

This aura felt somewhat familiar to Milo. He was certain he had encountered it somewhere before, but couldn't quite place it, which meant the other party wasn't powerful enough to leave a deep impression on him.

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It wasn't until he clearly saw the snake-man crawling out of the ravine that Milo's face showed a look of realization.

"Igor's Dragon Warrior?"

Now he finally remembered where that familiar aura had appeared before.

That was in the battlefield of Tombstone Dream, where Ig's eleven dragon warriors made a brief appearance.

Then he was crushed by Milo and Yan Ping at the time.

They are a special group of servants created by Ig, the father of the gods—snake-men warriors with wings on their backs.

It can probably be understood as a clumsy imitation of the dragon race.

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The Serpent Man is not a fully-fledged dragon warrior. His tiny, palm-sized wings, which are barely enough to support his flight, show that he is still a long way from becoming a true dragon warrior.

No, it doesn't mean he's still a minor. He's probably one of those dragon warriors who's born deformed, with those fleshy wings that will never grow up.

The snake-man had two terrifying gashes cut into his back by sharp blades. He usually hid his pair of fleshy wings by squeezing them into these unhealable wounds, never showing them to anyone.

Perhaps this is the source of his twisted obsession with the true dragon.

Regardless, the serpent man's aura was indeed much stronger in his dragon warrior form than before. After the dragon warrior's fleshy wings unfolded, the bloodline belonging to Ig's special servants began to circulate in his veins, and that deformed power was slowly recovering.

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Milo stared thoughtfully at the writhing veins beneath the snake-man's scales, muttering to himself:

"Yeah, I told you it was a hybrid."

Unexpectedly, Milo failed to grasp the source of the snake man's fear, but instead seized upon the source of his most vulnerable rage.

The man's bloodshot eyes were fixed on Milo as he asked, word by word:
"Who are you calling a bastard?!"

Milo, without batting an eye, corrected him:

"Yes, hybridization."

These words drove the snake man into a state of frenzy, his voice a mixture of crying and laughing, as if an uncontrollable madness was surging beneath his skin.

"You're dead, human...you're dead! Hah...die!"

"No, I will make you a snake slave... I will make you a slave for all eternity!"

"Hiss... hiss..."

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Milo didn't know why the phrase "hybrid" would drive the Serpent Man to near-madness. Perhaps the so-called "creation" in the story of Igor creating the Dragon Warrior was just about messing around with ancient dragons...

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Just as a new round of fighting was about to break out, a strange noise suddenly came from behind.

The Totoro duo, who had been intently watching the battle unfold on Milo's side, suddenly felt a sense of impending crisis.

The first to react was Morgan, the fat tabby cat, who brandished its white paws and scratched backwards without warning.

That claw strike would probably have killed any ordinary psychic.

Unfortunately, he encountered the same python-man who had previously caused him trouble.

Bang!
The fat cat then flew out the next second, its plump body swaying as it went.

The second one to come up was Freya.

After stomping his foot, this guy delivered a true dragon roar almost face-to-face to the opponent!
The visible sound wave almost darkened the entire field of vision. Even though she did not transform into a dragon, a huge, semi-transparent dragon head appeared in the air, constantly releasing terrifying ancient dragon pressure!

The dragon's roar forcefully suppressed the enormous python-man.

Unfortunately, Freya and Morgan were both patients.

Before the two of them could make their next move, the python-man, with his brute strength, tore through the roar of the dragon and crashed into them like a wall.

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Just as his fist was about to crush Freya's head, a voice suddenly rang in his ear:
"Then you'd better get over here too."

The next second, an invisible force pulled the python-man's entire body off the ground, just like when you angrily take off your soaking wet, smelly socks and throw them into a corner after returning home in the rain. That force slammed the python-man hard onto the deformed venomous snake-man.

In the blink of an eye, a wall of mist rose from the ground, completely sealing off the two, the venomous snake and the python.

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The distorted, grayish-white fog wall completely blocked the view from the outside world.

Morgan emerged from the rubble, covered in dust and dirt. He glanced at Freya, who was unharmed except for slightly disheveled hair, and said:

"I didn't realize he was so protective of you."

"Hmm?" Freya was in her usual absent-minded state and didn't notice what Morgan was muttering.

Now, the two most powerful snake-man pursuers have been locked inside the fog wall by Milo, but for Freya and Morgan, the crisis is not completely over.

Because of the previous Treant hybrids, the Earthshaker Bettina, and now the Snake People's obstruction, they have been delayed for too long in this mountain forest. The soldiers of Karkson and Salub have caught up completely. Under the drive of the Snake People, the overwhelming hybrid creatures have swept across the mountain streams and hills, surging in like a tide.

The Salub hybrid soldiers with fleshy wings and feathers, along with the Karkson hybrids galloping across the land, charged forward almost frantically.

Freya spotted the fire-breathing canines in Karksson's camp from a distance, and her brows immediately furrowed.

"Oh no, the hot dogs are coming!"

She took two steps back, clenched her fists, and began to roar, trying to forcefully transform into a dragon.

However, this attempt at the critical moment was even less effective than before. After forcibly mobilizing the ancient dragon bloodline, all that could be seen with the naked eye was that the bones under Freya's fair skin twitched perfunctorily a few times, and then there was no movement. She couldn't even unfold her dragon wings.

"Damn it!"

When her attempt failed, she turned around and prepared to grab Morgan and run for her life.

But they discovered that the big, fat tabby cat had somehow gotten to the top of the highest hill nearby, striking a very dashing pose (it would be even better if it didn't have a belly), with something that looked like a signal firework in its paws.

puff!

Biu~~~~~
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An inconspicuous firework shot into the sky and exploded into a simple cat totem.

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Shortly after……

From the west, in the direction of Ussa, an army was rushing in.

(End of this chapter)