Chương 1130: Demon Monarch Iron Garen, Suppress the World

"Hmm?"

The Lord of Storms finally calmed down. His eyes focused as he noticed the strange white dragon and the strange power of time.

In a short moment, a myriad of thoughts ran through his mind, and then his pupils constricted.

"Garen Aurelian!"

Lord of Storms 'expression changed drastically.

The Dragon of Eternity and Time made their final appearance in a way that the Lord of Storms had never expected.

He wanted to stop Garen from getting close.

But it was too late.

The Lord of Storms was now bathed in blood, with less than a ten-thousandth of his Extraordinary Divine Power remaining. His divine body had also been severely injured by the crazy Divine Power overload, and he was extremely weak. He could only hope to kill the two Dragon Gods and the Heroic Spirit King with one last strike.

His state was too weak, and the World Ball was almost sticking to Garen, so there was no way to stop him.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die."