Chapter 579 Battle for the Throne
The withered vines will eventually reach their end.
The end was broken, and the withered vine came to an abrupt stop in mid-air. There were traces of charring at the end, and the beginning had already disappeared in the flames.
On the earth, raging flames continued to burn.
In the center of the flame, replacing the vine stakes, there is a flaming stone mountain. You can vaguely see that there is a green object inside the flaming stone mountain.
The Flaming Stone Mountain is red in color, crystal clear, and four or five meters high.
The green thing inside seems to be a monument, about three meters high.
Ivan and Meg understood clearly that there was no fixed throne style and it could be of any shape. The most common one was the king's chair, but the one here was obviously not the most common one.
The Flame Stone Mountain is the Flame Throne.
The Verdant Inscription is the Green Wood Throne.
This is exactly the purpose of their trip.
"There are definitely more ancient kings than just that old snake man. We should act according to circumstances and don't rush out in a hurry."
"I understand. We'll act accordingly."
When the green vines that were pulling them approached the flaming ground, they inexplicably disappeared, throwing them heavily into the flames.
Even Ivan, who controls fire, feels uncomfortable with the fire here, not to mention Meg, the old tree man who doesn't like fire.
According to Clement, the flames here have been tainted by the power of rules and contain an unusual fierceness.
"retreat!"
Ivan glanced up at the sky and saw countless green vines shrinking and shadows turning from virtual to real. Realizing that other competitors were about to arrive, he signaled Meg to retreat to the edge with him.
Now is not a good time to be referring to the throne.
After the two men stepped aside, dull sounds rang out one after another.
The creatures swept in by the ancient divine light fell to the ground one after another. Unlike Ivan and the other man, these creatures regained their senses only after landing.
Everyone looked around warily.
Among the twenty or so figures, three were particularly eye-catching: an old snakeman, a blood elf, and a two-headed poisonous dragon. The three stood opposite each other.
What most people didn't expect was that there were three level five ancient kings hiding among their group.
This is a very bad situation.
"Hahaha, I see, I see. I didn't expect that I would encounter the same fate as Harrington today."
The ancient Blood Elf King recognized the item on the field at a glance, and stared at the Flame Stone Mountain with an uncontrollable greed in his eyes.
"Roar! This green wooden throne belongs to this dragon. No one can snatch it from me, otherwise I will swallow you." The two-headed poisonous dragon is a dragon-like beast, considered a sub-dragon species. It has inherited memories from its bloodline and can also recognize the throne.
It is not like the blood~elf who is evasive and reveals the truth right away.
The ancient snake king had a complicated expression, he was excited but also disappointed. He was disappointed because there was no wind throne here, which did not match the power he controlled.
Even so, the value of the throne is still difficult to estimate.
We have to fight for everything.
"You two, since ancient times, the strongest have always won the throne. Why don't we first get rid of the other guys who are in the way, and then decide who will own the throne? What do you think?"
The ancient snake king made a sinister suggestion.
The three of them who have been able to reach this point today are all creatures with background and extraordinary wisdom.
"This is a good suggestion." The ancient Blood Elf King smiled faintly and expressed his agreement.
"You are still the most despicable, but I like it." The four eyes of the two-headed poisonous dragon stared at the surroundings with ill intent, also expressing approval.
This caused a commotion. Others could not help but secretly curse the three guys for being shameless. This was not giving them any chance to take advantage of. However, in the face of absolute power, they were helpless.
Many people glanced at the colorful halo on the outermost side. If nothing unexpected happened, that was the place of giving up and leaving.
"Hey! I'll go first, don't try any tricks on you two."
The two-headed poisonous dragon was the first to lose control. One of the purple-blue heads roared and rushed outward in one direction, with poisonous smoke all over the place.
"That human wizard, you won't be so lucky this time. Let's see where you can escape." The ancient snake king also attacked as he was told. He was targeting Ivan, but not just Ivan.
Ivan thought to himself, the ghost is still there.
He winked at Meg, signaling her not to take action yet, but to weigh the power of the ancient snake king first before thinking of other ways.
"This is too much. Let's fight them!"
Although the Ancient King was powerful, the lords were not pushovers either. Seeing the three men being so aggressive, the lords quickly revealed their elemental king bodies, vowing to challenge the Ancient King.
Compared with lord-level creatures, the power controlled by the ancient king level is more powerful and heavier, the elementalization is more thorough, and the physique is more powerful.
It turns out that if the force is not on the same level, it is impossible to compete with it.
For a moment, the three of them swept forward, and any lord creature that could not dodge in time was knocked away one by one. Countless people were injured, and some had to withdraw from the fight.
Ivan was not surprised by this situation.
Facing the approaching ancient snake king, he skillfully used the Nine-Python Fire Whisker Spear. Nine red scaleless pythons emerged and entangled themselves around the fire giant he had transformed into.
The fire giant's momentum increased greatly.
The ancient snake king also transformed into an elemental body, but his body did not grow or shrink, and his aura was restrained.
In front of the elemental king transformed by Ivan, the body of the ancient snake king seemed so thin, but the formation seemed not much inferior to the former.
"It's too flashy and overestimates one's own abilities."
The ancient snake king glanced at the golden war drum that flashed behind Ivan. He was not shaken at all. He only sneered with disdain and fought back without any fancy moves.
He met Ivan's powerful attack with a plain punch.
The forces collided, making loud bangs.
After the fierce collision, Ivan was clearly at a disadvantage, and finally staggered back two or three steps.
"Come again!"
"Hmph! I have some ability, but it's still not good enough."
Ivan's strength was a little beyond the expectations of the ancient snake king. The ancient snake king's eyes became colder and his attitude of fighting back became more serious.
A lord creature with such unique power must be killed to prevent future troubles.
With such thoughts in mind, the Ancient Snake King became cruel, and the two men clashed again. This time, pure white fire broke out, and the Ancient Snake King was caught off guard and was nearly injured. He retreated a short distance to avoid the sharp edge.
Ivan was covered in blood and was knocked away, while his core of life was repairing the damage as quickly as possible.
It really seems a bit forced.
Seeing that the enemy was so strong, Ivan was not stupid, so he slipped away.
"You want to escape, but it's too late!"
How could the ancient snake king let him escape? He chased after him without thinking.
Ivan drove at full speed, heading straight for the Flaming Stone Mountain, towards what everyone dreamed of.
Two thrones, three ancient kings.
He didn't believe that three beings from different races could be so tacitly connected and so harmonious. (End of this chapter)