"You are actually a Demon Lord?"
Ddraig was slightly surprised, then sneered, "I didn't expect that during these years of slumber, the Underworld would give birth to a powerful stranger like you."
"But even if you are a Demon Lord, so what?"
The sound waves echoed for a long time, containing Ddraig's absolute confidence.
As one of the legendary Two Heavenly Dragons, ordinary Demon Lords were not even in his eyes.
The next moment.
Ddraig attacked.
He opened his mouth wide, and vast, magnificent power gathered within it.
Buzz!
Brilliant light bloomed, transforming into a pillar of magic power that seemed to pierce through heaven and earth, engulfing Linde.
"Hmph!"
Linde snorted coldly, and a pitch-black demon gun appeared in his hand, which he slightly raised.
Devil's Gun Infinite Thunder Strike.
In an instant, the crimson flames throughout the entire world seemed to vanish, replaced by an endless blue light.
Under Ddraig's gaze.
He only saw Linde unleash thousands of thunder strikes with a mere raise of his hand.
The sky in front of him seemed to transform into an ocean of lightning, submerging his pillar of magic power.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Countless deafening roars instantly converged into one.
As the two sides' powers collided.
It was as if countless missiles exploded at the center.
The vast pressure of the wind suddenly spread out, transforming into an immense shockwave that rolled in all directions.
"How did you do that?"
Ddraig's eyes widened, his voice filled with questions.
In that instant, the opponent had unleashed at least a thousand lightning spells.
Not to mention how he cast them, but those were super spells.
Even a Devil King, or an existence beyond a Devil King, would likely not have the magic power to sustain it.
But the person before him seemed completely unfazed?
Linde merely watched him with a cold gaze.
Infinite Magic Power and demon gun.
These two skills combined were simply unreasonable.
"Not answering? It doesn't matter anyway."
"Because with just this, trying to defeat me is nothing short of a pipe dream."
Ddraig roared, his massive body already diving towards Linde.
At the same time, Linde also made his move.
Absolute Zero!
Buzz!
A coldness that seemed to freeze everything spread, and the entire world of fire seemed to turn into a world of ice and snow.
Ddraig's pupils contracted, and visible frost had already appeared on his crimson dragon scales.
"Such coldness."
His expression changed, and the power throughout his body erupted, forcibly breaking free from the cold's restraint.
But that momentary stiffness was already a fatal flaw.
"Absolute Zero: Slash."
A sword of ice had appeared in Linde's hand at some unknown point, and he directly slashed towards Ddraig.
Hiss!
A vast, ice-blue slash instantly streaked across the void.
Wherever it passed, everything seemed to stop.
As if time itself was in a static state.
The slash instantly landed on Ddraig's dragon body, and an immense coldness bloomed.
The entire sky brightened like day, and Ddraig's body had turned into an ice sculpture.
Boom!
His body fell like a meteor, heavily crashing onto the ground.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
But just then, countless cracks appeared on the ice.
The entire dragon-shaped ice sculpture exploded with a roar.
Although Ddraig was incredibly disheveled, the aura on his body showed no signs of injury.
"As expected, he is one of the Two Heavenly Dragons; he won't be killed so easily."
Linde muttered to himself, "He's still too weak."
Ultimately, the level gap between them was too great.
If they were of equal existence, this combo would have left the opponent with not even a speck of dust remaining.
"Hahaha, demon, you've thoroughly excited me!"
Ddraig laughed, "I didn't expect a mere Devil King could bring me such joy."
"Let's continue..."
As his words fell, Ddraig opened his mouth once again.
A vast pillar of magic power descended from the sky.
Although the power contained within it was almost the same as before, its essence was fundamentally different.
At this moment, the pillar of magic power contained the power of penetration.
This was one of the Red Dragon Emperor's abilities, possessing the terrifying power to penetrate all defenses.
Facing all this, Linde frowned, then relaxed his brow.
"Alright, let's try that move."
"Progenitor Demon Transformation."
As Linde's words fell, a terrifying pressure, like a mountain torrent and a sea tsunami, erupted from his entire body.
Linde's magic power turned into a pitch-black expanse, directly pulverizing everything around him.
The terrifying magic power converged into a black ocean that could not be described in words, directly expelling all flames in the space.
Silently, the pillar of magic power descending from the sky completely stagnated and then utterly exploded.
"..."
Ddraig's pupils contracted, his expression changing in horror.
What had happened to the opponent? He had shattered his power with just magic power?
"This is the power of the Progenitor Demon; it truly is a unique feeling."
Linde's voice of exclamation rang out.
His body had undergone visible changes.
His upper body clothing had completely disappeared, replaced by strange black patterns.
The whites of his eyes had turned pitch black, while his black pupils had turned golden, leaving only a small black dot.
The demon wings behind him expanded infinitely, seemingly composed of countless blades, and a long, incredibly sharp tail grew from his back.
"You, you are definitely not a demon. What exactly are you?"
Ddraig's expression had completely changed.
The aura emanating from Linde had reached a level he simply couldn't comprehend.
It couldn't even be described as a difference in power.
Rather, it was a difference in realm.
The feeling the opponent gave him was completely unprecedented.
Even the two Dragon Gods were far from being comparable to him.
Almost instinctively, his soul seemed to tremble, and he even felt an urge to prostrate himself in worship.