Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 207 Arrival
Nemesis looked at the pyramid that was being suppressed by the magic circle, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little nervous.

He shook his head and felt that he was overthinking. Kusco was just a nine-ring shaman. Without the help of the pyramid, even if he did not take action, the military suppression alone would be enough to kill him.

Even if the magic array failed, he believed that with his own magic points, he could break through this pyramid just like he exhausted the power of the Tikal Pyramid.

He is now able to cast seventh-ring spells. With the blessing of the power gem and the mythologization spell, the power of Nemesis' seventh-ring spells has exceeded the power of the nine-ring spells by several levels and is close to the power of legendary spells.

If the power of a normal nine-ring spell is 100, and the power of the lowest-level legendary spell is 5000, then Nemesis's most powerful spell now has a power of at least .

Even if a legendary warrior were to take on magical power of this strength head-on, he would probably not be able to withstand it.

Although he had considered all the situations, Nemesis always believed in his intuition, so he was still racking his brains to think about what other means the other party might have to break the deadlock.

"etc."

Although a long time has passed, the dragon's photographic memory reminded Nemesis of one thing.

"One of the sealed ancient kings that Quart mentioned is probably located here, right? No..."

Nemesis looked at the pyramid in doubt and astonishment. The golden halo had been compressed by the light column to the point of almost disappearing, but it did not give him any psychological comfort. Instead, it made him even more nervous.

“He’s waking up.”

An elegant male voice full of nobility sounded in his ears, and Nemesis' pupils widened. It was Quart's voice.

really.

"Duzulla II - the Destroyer, the Cruel Sunfire, even though he has been tortured for years, the power he has left may not be enough for you to deal with. Little dragon, leave here." Quart advised.

Nemesis' eyes were solemn. He was not sure if he had enough strength to deal with a weak legendary warrior.

However, Quart was not clear about Nemesis's true strength. The existence of the Power Stone was something that even gods could not see through. With this, he might be able to fight back.

If they escape from here, there is no doubt that the vanguard of the Golden Legion will be completely destroyed, and Boris will suffer heavy losses, so I'm afraid they will target him.

Compared to a legendary wizard in peak condition, Nemesis thought he would rather face a weak legend whose power had been drained for a thousand years.

Moreover, if we miss this opportunity, Boris and Kodel will probably come to kill Tuzula II personally, and the secret of divinity will no longer be hidden.

It was obvious that the two legends would never share such precious loot with him, and they would even start looking for similar ones.

Having decided to stay, Nemesis immediately began to cast a spell to notify Sefar and others to evacuate. Although they did not know where the underground pyramid where Tuzulla II was buried was located in the city, if the other party appeared, the entire city would no longer be a safe area.

"Evacuate immediately!!"

After Nemesis sent out a retreat message, he shouted at the advance troops.

The knights looked at each other, confused.

Everything was clearly going according to plan, so why did his own general surrender first?

But after several days of training, the knights had become accustomed to obeying the dragon's orders, and they followed even such outrageous orders.

The withdrawal of the alien army attracted the attention of another group of forces.

On the other side of the pyramid, there were tens of thousands of soldiers blocking the street. On a tall wooden chariot, Tuzulla XVI stood up from his seat, holding a sun feather shield in his left hand and a gun in his right hand.

"What's going on? Why did those aliens withdraw? The most difficult part has been completed, and they regret it now?"

A trace of doubt flashed across Duzula XVI's eyes, but he soon understood everything. As a hidden pawn planted by Quart in the alliance, Duzula XVI was undoubtedly a high-level shaman. Quetzalcoatl not only reminded Nemesis, but also told him the information at this moment.

There was a flash of shock in Duzulla XVI's eyes. He didn't have time to think before he shouted loudly: "All troops, withdraw from the city immediately!!"

Be it Nemesis or Duzura XVI, upon learning that a legendary strong man was about to appear, they all disbanded their armies.

The reason is that when facing legendary strongmen, numbers have lost their meaning.

These weak soldiers, let alone thousands, tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, would be nothing more than a piece of cake for the legendary strongmen.

A legendary wizard like Boris can destroy an army of hundreds of thousands with a single legendary spell, while legendary warriors are even better at bullying the weak. Their powerful strength, tenacious physical defense, and terrifying endurance allow them to destroy an army of one hundred thousand in an efficient manner without any harm.

Either way, these soldiers are nothing more than meaningless cannon fodder when facing them.

In this case, Nemesis was unwilling to see the advance army being affected and destroyed, and Duzula XVI was even more unwilling to see his people die in such a meaningless way.

Both of them made the same choice at the same time.

Namixisi was a little confused when he saw that the native general did not evacuate with the army after giving the order, but stayed where he was.

"Aren't you planning to run away?" the giant dragon in the sky asked the people on the ground.

Duzula XVI chuckled, put aside the shield and spear in his hands, and sat on the ground without caring about his image.

"Run away? Why run away?" Duzulla XVI looked at the halo that was almost disappearing with determination in his eyes.

"He is my ancestor, and his bloodline made me who I am."

"So, it's up to me to stop his mistakes."

Tuzula XVI had a martyr-like fanaticism in his eyes: "The faith of Tezca ends with me."

Nemesis looked at the general's fearless look and shook his head. His strength was indeed good, a level 19 warrior and a level 20 shaman, both professions had almost reached the peak of the mortal realm.

But still powerless in the face of legend.

Without the help of the Power Stone, there is a huge gap in strength between mortals and legends.

The green light column became more and more dazzling, and the pyramid's halo finally ran out of power under the endless siphoning. The golden halo disappeared with an inaudible sound of shattering, and only green was left between heaven and earth, illuminating everything.

The next moment, the pyramid shattered.

First there were tiny cracks, then large gaps. The ground around the pyramid cracked open. The originally solid pyramid was torn apart by an unknown force and turned into a pile of rubble.

A huge hole appeared on the ground, deep and dark, leading to nowhere.

Namixi looked closely and saw a flash of red light in the darkness, as dazzling as the sun, but as red as blood.

"Plop, plop."

Like a heart, a heavy sound came from the black abyss.

The red light grew bigger and bigger, almost illuminating the entire dark abyss.

"Mortals, if you see me, you must be killed!"

(End of this chapter)