The strength of the Five Dragon Generals is needless to say, some are strong and some are weak.
But without a doubt, being able to be among the Five Dragon Generals means that even the weakest is an Emperor-level expert, and because of their long lifespans, they possess unknown trump cards.
The strongest among them is naturally Laplace, but due to various reasons, Laplace has now stepped down.
Emperor-level experts are Emperor-level experts, but without Laplace holding the front line, the others are really not enough for Roa.
After all, standing before them is one of the strongest among the Great Powers, a peerless fierce man who can counter-kill the Dragon God after he draws his Godsword.
They may be strong, but they are not enough in front of Roa.
At the very least, Roa is more than capable of dealing with the four of them.
Perugius did not know what Roa was thinking at the moment, nor did he know that he had such a huge plan in his heart.
But even so, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can you tell me what you want them for?"
Roa smiled: "I have some things I want to talk to them about."
Perugius frowned and continued to ask, "Talk about what?"
Roa looked at Perugius and asked, "Are you sure you want to hear?"
These words were meaningful, and after being said by the person in front of him, his expression became uncertain.
Seeming to realize his own emotions that could be described as timid, Perugius's already unsightly face became even more unsightly.
At this moment, he felt disgusted with himself.
Could it be that he had not experienced battle for too long, causing his heart to become increasingly decayed?
However, Roa obviously did not give the other party time to think about what caused him to be like this now.
Seeing the impatience in Roa's eyes, he did not dwell on this question, but instead asked, "If, if I say I don't know?"
Perugius's gaze turned to Roa.
Roa smiled, a bright smile, but his words were somewhat cruel.
"Don't know? Well, to be honest, I can't do anything if you don't want to tell me, but because it is of great importance, I can only think of ways to see if I can make you spit something out."
Without knowing when, Roa's right hand had already gripped the sword hilt.
Perugius's pupils suddenly shrank. The magic power he had secretly mobilized had already gathered in his left hand. He wanted to use magic power to resonate with this huge fortress.
This castle itself is an ancient weapon summoned by god-level magic. If Perugius carries this ancient weapon in a frontal charge, he can contend with the lower-ranked Great Powers for a short time. It can be described as a very good weapon.
However, no matter how good the weapon is, the person is the main body.
The weapon is very good, but it is useless now.
Just like this time, he did not expect that Roa would directly come to his door and humiliate him in front of his base camp.
Now that he really started fighting, Perugius's heart was cold.
It was fire, soaring flames were constantly burning.
The moment Roa gripped the long sword, his intuition from years of battlefield experience told him that he should stay away from the person in front of him at this moment.
But where could he run? He was in his lair now.
Besides, could he outrun the Sword of Light?
The flames transformed by divine power were constantly burning, and the fiery red long sword also revealed its true appearance at this moment.
The ancient characters on the sword seemed to be telling the vicissitudes of history, and the simple patterns depicted one ancient spirit character after another.
If Est or Restia saw this line of small characters at this moment, they would definitely understand what this line of small characters was engraved on.
——Surtr.
That is the fire giant in Norse mythology, the guardian of Muspelheim. Since ancient times, he has been holding a sword of light, standing on the border of Muspelheim, guarding this country.
Of course, at this moment, its name represents the girl who likes to wear red dresses.
When Perugius looked directly at the red fire long sword, he seemed to see a sun.
Everywhere was filled with light, everywhere was filled with flames.
The flames burned wantonly, and the temperature in the air continued to rise, until it reached a certain critical value before it stopped.
The feather woven from flames covered the boy. Looking at Roa at this moment, the boy no longer had the harmless appearance he had before.
"What are you waiting for? Cover me!"
Perugius almost coaxed the people around him. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and Battle Aura surrounded him, trying to isolate the flames.
But it was of little effect. The flames were not simple flames. Magic power rushed up, and it would soon be evaporated and burned. Even some of the magic power would be swallowed by the flames.
The twelve attendants were also complaining endlessly. It was not that they did not want to take action, nor was it that they did not notice Perugius's abnormality. He himself might not feel anything, but as his subordinates, they could clearly sense it.
The feeling of being stabbed in the back had been twining them. As long as they dared to take action, their heads would fall to the ground in the next moment.
And in fact, it was indeed so.
Realizing that their master was in danger, the twelve attendants simply wanted to mobilize the magic power in their bodies.
But in the next moment, flames burned on their bodies.
"With myself as firewood, the flames of revenge will never stop."
Along with this whisper, the flames devoured their magic power and became more and more vigorous.
Perugius's face became very ugly, because what was burning was not only their magic power, but also his own power.
Damn it, I'll fight it.
As a survivor of the Laplace War, even if his ability has not reached the top level, the impulse in his heart has never faded.
However, many times, even if you want to fight, you have to look at the object.
He wanted to mobilize magic power to resonate with the magic circle on the fortress, but in the next moment, his brows were tightly furrowed.
Because he could not feel the magic power fluctuations around him.
No, to be precise, it was not that he dared not say it, but that a layer of magic-forbidden territory had formed around him.
His gaze turned to the flames tangling around him. These flames were constantly burning and becoming more and more intense.
The flames did not cause any harm to him, they just kept burning, as if they wanted to burn something clean.
A sense of absurdity rose from the bottom of his heart. At this moment, a bold idea appeared in his mind.
Could it be that what is burning is the surrounding magic power?
By the time he reacted and realized the seriousness of this problem, it was already too late.
The scorching divine power spread out, and the swallowed magic power was converted into scorching divine power, making the surrounding temperature rise by more than ten degrees again. The true fire merged into the Windpipe Longsword, adding a few more blood red colors to the already blood-red sword body!
Even the sun could not cover up the strangeness of the Windpipe Longsword at this moment. For a time, two great suns rose on this stage.
By the time he reacted again, the entire palace was already filled with true fire, and the fire elements in the air were expanding so much that almost half of the elements were fire elements.
Releasing fire element magic in this environment can achieve twice the result with half the effort. Similarly, if you want to release magic of other attributes, you have to consume more magic power to cause element resonance.
The heat wave brought by the burning flames twisted the surrounding air, and it also took away most of the moisture in Perugius's body, making his originally not-so-old face appear older.
The twelve attendants, like torches, were constantly burning in every corner of the stage. Except for the crackling sound of burning, the scene fell into a deathly silence for a time.
Compared with the miserable appearance of those people, the boy undoubtedly appeared too calm.
The feather coat woven from flames became more and more vivid, and the texture on the feather coat became clearer and clearer. The originally unreal and hazy feeling now appeared more and more realistic.
Perugius gasped for breath, his head was full of sweat, and a sense of despair filled his heart. He felt his own insignificance and helplessness, and this feeling, placed on a hero, seemed so ridiculous.
The reason why heroes can be called heroes is because they have accomplished great things that humans have never done.
However, even heroes will have times when they face despair.
Crisp footsteps sounded again. Roa came to Perugius's side and looked down at him from a condescending perspective. The boy's voice sounded again, and along with the boy's voice, there was also a long sword.
A blood-red long sword, a long sword like the twilight.
"I'll say it again, do you know or not."
His voice was as calm as ever, without any emotion.
But at this moment, Perugius's forehead was covered with a lot of sweat.
The sweat had not yet flowed down, but it quickly evaporated. For a time, it was impossible to tell whether it was hot or nervous.
The taste that he had not experienced for a long time made him feel dazed.
Seeing that the other party remained silent for a long time and his expression was constantly struggling, the last bit of patience was finally exhausted by the other party.
Roa suddenly took action, grabbing the other party's neck with his right hand, and with a slight force, easily lifted the other party into the air. The light gold pupils revealed a little impatience. He used a little force with his right hand, and the other party's face gradually became unsightly.
Roa slowly said: "Do you think I won't know if you don't tell me? In fact, you don't even know the exact location of the other party, do you?"
As soon as these words came out, Perugius managed to hold his breath and mocked in a sarcastic voice: "Then why are you asking me? If you have the ability, find it yourself."
When he said this, he even had the mind to lift the corners of his mouth at Roa, showing Roa a mocking smile.
Roa glanced at Perugius and used three more points of force with his right hand.
"I'm just too lazy to go find them one by one. I'll give you one last chance. If you don't say it, you will die. Not only will you die, but I also know that Laplace is down there. I will also deliberately unlock Laplace's seal. If you say it, I will not touch this seal for the time being, how about it?"
When it came to Laplace's seal, Perugius really didn't continue to be stubborn.
Of course, it may be for some other reason.
"What exactly do you want to do with the Five Dragon Generals?"
The topic returned to the previous one, and Roa asked again: "Are you sure you want to know?"
But this time he nodded with a firm expression.
He could see this time that no matter what, he was doomed to be in trouble. Instead of this, it would be better to die with a clear understanding.
Roa looked at the other party, and the other party looked back at Roa with a fearless gaze.
Roa smiled and said casually: "Since that's the case, it doesn't matter if I tell you. You know about the Dragon Treasure, right?"
When it came to this, the originally calm Perugius actually boiled again.
"Damn it, how did you know? No, what do you want to do? Revive that heinous guy?"
If Roa threatened with Laplace's seal, it would be tantamount to wanting to destroy the world. Now, Roa is inquiring about the Dragon's Treasure, which in his view is equivalent to wanting to destroy the entire human world.
It would be strange if Perugius's expression could look any better.
Perugius's essence is not bad, but unfortunately, he only has a superficial understanding of many things, leading to deep misunderstandings about the original context.
It must be said that the Human God's plan is indeed well-calculated. Although it relies on some conspiracies and tricks, at least his plans are perfect, almost seamless.
Look at the Dragon God, even as the second-generation Dragon God, the ceiling of combat power in this world, he has been reincarnated hundreds or thousands of times, like a beast trapped in a swamp. Even with all his strength, he can't do anything but struggle painfully, watching himself sink deeper and deeper.
In the original story, if not for Rudeus's appearance, if not for Roa's appearance, the ending of Orsted's defeat would only be repeated again and again until the Dragon God could no longer stand.
But alas, he can only blame his bad luck.
The universe is so vast, and this world still has the existence of transmigrators.
If everything is despair for the Dragon God Orsted, then now despair belongs to the Human God.
The combination of Roa and the Dragon God is impossible to break, and he himself is sealed in the world of nothingness, unable to take action proactively.
The current situation is almost one-sided.
Seeing the somewhat furious Perugius, Roa gave him a loving caress, the huge force almost swelling half of his face.
Half of his face was burning with pain, but along with the pain came a huge sense of shame.
The youth's cold eyes swept over Perugius, and Roa said lightly, "Do you have any objections?"
Perugius was directly stunned by this slap. He looked at Roa, seemingly not expecting anyone to treat him so rudely.