How did you bunch of silly group members also time travel

It wasn't until I casually asked the Parabing sisters that I realized what they meant.

"No matter what, Bakal must be killed eventually."

Parabing shook the blood off the dragon blade.

"If I can overthrow Bakal's rule once, I can do it again."

That's a pretty cool line.

However, Bakal in the parallel world is at the intermediate level between the first and second awakenings for adventurers, since the Dragon Knight class was designed in the Luke version.

But Bakal in the main universe is at the level of the third level of enlightenment.

Although the difference may seem small, the difference in the settings between the adventurer's second and third awakenings is... well, it's not even enough to say it's doubled, let alone ten times.

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Silver Hair Supreme: But if that's the case, isn't it reasonable that he's far stronger than Bakal in her universe? How did Miss Fox determine that Bakal received a big gift?

Newbie just filling in the numbers: Parabing's answer is that it doesn't matter what (shrugs).

It was mainly because of the sudden turn that I realized this was a big gift for her.

The reason is the same as the reason mentioned above.

Celine Kaslana: The reason why people think Bakal received the gift is simply because he can't be found, and Bakal is the most suspicious.

Celine Kaslana: And then, as you all know, once Mom has figured things out to this extent, she won't consider any other possibilities anymore; she'll just hit a wall first and see what happens. (shrugs)

Newbie just there to make up the numbers: So, I'm getting ready to start the Bakal raid!

Sequence of solo Bakal assaults —

First, defeat the long-legged monster, then enter the gate to get the buff and find the corresponding dragon!

Oh, the dragon has already been dealt with, then it's alright.

Let's deal with the dragon guarding the gate, and then go straight into Bakal's main body to play with him.

How much has the Inferno Value increased now?

"What is Karmic Fire Value?" Parabing was somewhat used to her sister's way of speaking, and her expression didn't change at all. "Do we need to wait for the main force of the Celestial Allied Army?"

"That won't be necessary. Bakal's current strength is beyond their capabilities. Just have them install the dragon-slaying lances."

Dragon Slayer Spear?

It probably refers to the weapons that the Celestial Allied Forces prepared for the battle against Bakal.

A weapon that can bombard Bakr from three directions.

This is the greatest help the Celestial Alliance can provide.

"Then let's go in."

Parabin took the lead, riding Astra towards Bakal's Palace.

Miss Fox shook her head upon seeing this.

Newbie here: These days, young people, there's no such thing as a proper front door, they just insist on coming in through the window.

Everyone here is my wife: You didn't even tell your sisters you could open the door!

Fallen Saint Black Cat: Shameful elf, aren't you not even a year old yet? Who's the young one here?

Newbie just there to make up the numbers: Okay, Auntie, I'm the young one.

Fallen Holy Black Cat:......

Sirin Kaslana: Mom, what is Bakal's strength now?

Newbie just there to make up the numbers: I don't know!

Bakal did not directly unleash his power. To obtain a detailed understanding of his abilities, one would have to use their spiritual sense to scrutinize Bakal until his bones were exposed.

But the result obtained in this way is not much different from the result obtained in the past when fighting with him.

She's all about fighting Bakal now, why would she do something like this?

Should we give Bakal a heads-up beforehand?

How about this...?

Miss Fox shattered space with a single punch, opening a door leading to Bakal.

Take a step over it.

"Nice to meet you, Bakal."

He greeted Bakal, who was on the throne and had not yet begun to speak.

Since we're going to say hello anyway, let's just be direct and straightforward.

Since we've already given our greetings, there's no need to listen to the lines we've already seen.

Miss Fox didn't give Bakal a chance to speak at all and immediately drew her mental pollution sword!

"Having seen this sword, you probably don't need to say anything more, right?"

Bakal immediately recognized the power aura that belonged to the Hilder type.

He then burst into laughter.

This news was undoubtedly the best answer to his plan, and Bakal was very satisfied.

"But she's not dead yet, is she?"

After laughing, he crushed the wine glass.

The sword carried a considerable amount of Hilder's aura, but not much; it was clear at a glance that it wasn't enough to kill Hilder.

And most importantly, there was no trace of Kahn on the sword.

"You're still far from enough! Sharp Blade!"

Bakal rose from his throne, his power surging rapidly! A tremendous surge! His restrained aura was unleashed! It was the apostle! The aura of all the apostles, a mottled yet perfectly unified blend!

Bakal indeed ate the gift package from a parallel world.

"I've got my eye on you!"

Licking her lips, Miss Fox used a very easily misunderstood explanation.

"Then we'll see if you have the ability!"

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Chapter 1451 Ants!

Flame is...

Yes, the scorching flames gathered into a torrent, instantly raising the temperature inside the palace as Bakal relentlessly unleashed his violent power.

This temperature is nothing to worry about.

As if it didn't exist, Miss Fox danced with her sword in the flames—no, it couldn't be called dancing with a sword; she was just swinging the sword in her hand with a little basic swordsmanship.

The slight airflow generated by the rotation seemed to guide the flames around, almost causing them to spread out, adding to the palace's stuffiness and contributing to global warming.

Bakal couldn't understand it, but he could still feel its power.

"But that's not enough."

After a few loud laughs, the temperature around Tyrannosaurus King Bakal rose several levels again.

Flames are always present in dragon-themed works.

Unlike in the game, where the scene remains unchanged no matter how intense the battle, this palace belonging to the Celestials of the old era is already showing signs of melting when Bakal uses just a little more of his power.

The buildings, which have endured a century of destruction by the dragon race, are now wailing in despair.

Bakal stopped casually tossing a fireball to test the waters and took action himself. His thick dragon claws arrived in an instant, and the roar of the air and the surge of flames were only just beginning to arrive. The claws were already close to that fair neck!

How could something so delicate and fragile possibly withstand the claws of Bakal, the Tyrannosaurus King, the pinnacle of dragons?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

With just one claw! Tight skin ripped open, muscles were exposed, blood splattered, and bones were revealed! Bones were exposed!!

But—no.

Bakal's claws tore through the air, and raging flames merged with the walls, but they failed to rip apart that delicate, white neck.

The smile on her beautiful face remained unchanged from beginning to end.

"Tyrannosaurus King, what are you doing maintaining this posture?"

He wielded his sword simply and unpretentiously.

The next moment, the dragon scales burst open, and a thick, fiery red liquid, like lava, spilled out, creating numerous pits.

Bakal's pupils contracted slightly, and his smile deepened.

"Yes, that's right, that's exactly how a blade should be!"

The jet-black wings unfolded!

In the long night before dawn, the dragon spreads its wings, covering the sky and destroying the civilization that once stood there.

The battle began in the daytime, but at this very moment, raging flames burned on the ruins of civilization, and scorching red light covered the sunlight 1.5 million kilometers away. The evil dragon opened its eyes, which burned like flames!

"Let's greet the Tyrannosaurus Rex King in flames!"

The dragon spread its wings on the ruins of civilization, flames following its body, and every move it made shook everything on earth.

Meteorites, breath, and the falling debris of palace rooftops formed a dense barrage of bullets.

The way Bakal Dragon inhaled made it seem as if a scorching breath would engulf the entire palace at any moment. Only by running behind the iron gate and pulling the lever could one survive this calamity.

"It's a pity the neck isn't long enough to sway gracefully."

He swung the weapon in his hand, and tiny tentacles on it wriggled, causing the blade to shorten slightly to a one-meter-long single-handed sword.

Equipped with a small shield, the one-handed shrimp begins the battle.

—But in Wide Area 1, would anyone really like a one-handed swordsman who deliberately drinks inferior buff potions?