The Ruler of Dragon Island
Old Man
“This fantasy is sealed again?”
Aron recalled the first time he was inside the Demonic Tower and could not open the door to exit.
“Once again..”.
Aron again raised his fists, the loud, deafening sound of explosions!
Rein who was outside of the Demonic Tower saw this and the look on his face changed : “What is that person doing inside? Like knocking down a house..”
“Young Master, it looks like this Aron is trying to destroy the Devil's Tower, he can't get it and won't let us get it.”.
Azuwa.
Rein who heard it added strength and speed to his hand, he had to rush in to prevent Aron from damaging it!
While Aron had sent a few punches but the bronze door in front of him remained as before, not moving at all.
“What is going on exactly?”
Aron frowned then stared at his own fists: “Lantas should use the Holy Light Fist as well?”
Aron stored his spiritual power and took a deep breath again, the muscles in his body bulging, he was about to try to open the bronze door with his physical strength.
"Holy Light Boxing..”.
The veins on Aron's forehead stood out and by relying on his physical strength, he slammed his fist into the bronze door.
Krek…
The bronze door began to move slowly due to Aron's punch.
Seeing the bronze door open, Aron instantly became very happy.
Immediately, a dark light shone from within the room, and a strange pure aura enveloped him.
Sensing the aura, Aron immediately stepped inside.
Darkness filled the room, Aron felt like he was inside an empty space, and there was only a flash of light in front of him.
Aron walked towards the light, before long the much smaller Demonic Tower appeared before Aron.
The Demon Tower was only about twenty centimeters tall and at the end of its tower was a jewel, which emitted a sparkling light.
On top of the tower, a simple aura made Aron's body feel very comfortable.
“It turns out not to be wrong, this is the true essence of the Devil's Tower, this is the real Devil's Tower.
As Aron extended his hand, and wanted to take the Demonic Tower, his surroundings suddenly became extremely bright.
An old man with hair as white as stork feathers, and holding a dragon head stick in his hand looked at Aron furiously.
“Hm, why don't you meet the King of Hell, until you dare to try to take my Devil's Tower.
The old man's voice sounded extremely loud and majestic!
Aron looked at the old man and immediately said respectfully and politely : “Senior, I do not know this Demon Tower is yours, I do not mean to offend, please senior forgive.”.
“My request to forgive you is fine, but you must defeat me first..”.
The old man said and slammed his dragon-head stick at Aron abruptly.
A terrifying aura instantly sent Aron crashing backwards.
“Senior, I don't want this Demonic Tower anymore, I just go..”.
Aron knew that he was not at all the opponent of the old man before him.
This old man looked like an expert, and his strength was somehow fold stronger compared to Aron.
“I already said, want to go also have to beat me first..”.
The old man smashed his wand again.
Aron rushed to dodge and muttered : “It's so old but still so grumpy..”.
The old man ignored Aron and continued to attack him with a series of attacks that kept Aron from dodging.
In the blink of an eye, the old man had already attacked dozens of times in a row, and all of them were successfully avoided by Aron.
This time, Aron's heart became confident.
“It seems that you are also not as strong as I imagined, because you continue to force me, then I will fight with you.”.
After he finished saying, the golden light on Aron's body shone and the power of the Divine Dragon exploded.
Several golden dragons suddenly came out from Aron's body and surrounded Aron's body.
“Dragon Son, it is great..”.
The old man smirked, then the dragon head stick in his hand suddenly stabbed the floor hard!
A dragon roar rang out and the old man's dragon head stick also turned into a gigantic dragon.