Chapter 1050 - 512: True Blood Prince (Part 2)

Chapter 1050: Chapter 512: True Blood Prince (Part 2)

The Sky Knights focused part of their attacks on the wave of Wyrm Dragons, interspersed with many individuals from the Excellence Realm, whose writhing bodies and repulsive appearance were a mental shock.

Soon, the Wyrm Dragon wave was about to cover Throne Hill; when the numbers are overwhelming, this will be truly hard to fight.

The opponent was guarded by servants, making a decapitation strategy difficult to implement.

"Give me Spiritual Activation, these creatures are more suitable for me to purge," Elaphia said to Li Ang.

Her peripheral vision constantly glanced at the Crystal Cage, where Fafnir’s Relic Shell was slowly filling up, and now, the murky liquid formed by Magic Power was flowing within it.

The strongest Demon Dragon beneath the Dragon Ancestor, if its complete form descended, it couldn’t be resisted by the numbers here.

"You dare to sneak into the True Blood’s nest, you insignificant beings are truly audacious. Let me eliminate you first, clearing the path for its arrival."

Valarg laughed proudly, his piercing voice constantly forming interference, which was also a type of attack from the giant Demon.

"You’ve got some nerve."

Annette rose into the sky amidst a gust of clear wind, facing the Dragon Lord directly.

At the sight of the Wind Dragon, the Dragon Lord’s pupils shrank, and his movements temporarily halted.

"I’ve seen the Pillar of Wind that supports the world. This... didn’t expect you to come, truly unfortunate, the mortal you favor stands before the Nidhogg Bloodline."

Valarg’s voice lost its confidence.

"You were already scared before, yet now seeing me, you still don’t back down?"

"Well..."

Valarg lowered his head, but like many animals with tails, as a part of his limb, it changed according to his will. At this moment, the tip of his tail was pointed at the Fafnir inside the Crystal Cage.

That Demon Dragon was his hope.

"Didn’t expect you to come, but after all, you’re not the main form, and even causing a disaster may attract attention from you and other great beings. Still, if the True Blood Fafnir descends, it’s on our side..."

"Still dare to bluff here? Meow!"

Seeing Valarg’s attitude, Annette transformed directly from an Emerald Winged Cat into her true form in the howling wind. What stood here was her incarnation; the revealed true form was also like the projection summoned by Inanna on the Eternal Summer.

But for Valarg, this was already enough. Upon seeing the Multi-winged Dragon God resembling a cyan giant bird, he shrank his neck, while the surrounding Poison Dragon group began to retreat with rustling movements.

With a sonic boom, the Wind Dragon instantly pounced at the top of Valarg’s head. Her projection was not as huge as the Giant Dragon’s true form, but it was over ten meters long. In an instant, four Sharp Claws, carrying Wind Blades, clutched Valarg’s horns.

With a crack, a Dragon Horn directly broke.

Li Ang heard Farlonio exclaiming joyfully, then the roar of the gale caused a thunderous echo in the Earth Palace. The projection of the strongest Six Dragons of the current era created a fierce resonance just by exerting power.

Valarg’s massive body was dragged away little by little, his Dragon head splattering countless Toxic Blood under the cutting of the Four-legged Dragon Bird’s Sharp Claws and Wind Blades. Wounds deep enough to show bone were visible, seemingly about to be crushed by Annette.

"Ow! Ow! True Blood! Prince Fafnir! Save me!"

Valarg’s piercing voice vibrated the Crystal Cage, inside which the white gelatinous Relic Shell filled with Magic Power moved.

It squirmed quickly, instantly forming a larva-like shape, resembling the grubs seen inside decayed wood. No matter the form, at that moment, it was in a nurturing stance.

This stance, accompanied by the crystal’s glow and the magic’s rhythm, seemed to reveal a sort of profound divinity. This marked its impending arrival.

Different from its kin and even the Jade Dragon, it had numerous pairs of feet by its side, some being Dragon Claws, others resembling arthropod-like spikes, roughly counted to over ten pairs. Previously, it only partially emerged from the Magic Power Dimension.

Such a body could cause a disaster to weaker foes with mere physical attacks and even beings of equivalent Format might find it difficult to cope with its bizarre assaults.

Fafnir opened his eyes.

"Valarg, you haven’t completed any of the tasks assigned to you, yet dare to invoke my holy name."

The black Dragon Horn on the white Dragon head abnormal grew, far more hideous than Li Ang had seen before. With Sharp Claws released, Fafnir shattered the Crystal Cage; his claws grabbed the subterranean cavity’s rocky wall, climbed inversely to the top, and the first half of his body hung down from above.

His power was still recovering, and during this process, a second pair, a third pair of Dragon Eyes appeared on either side of his head, each surveying everything in the scene, encompassing all targets within their sight.

Such an occurrence was extremely eerie; everyone felt a burst of chill. Wyrm Dragons, ’Wyrm’ was only a descriptive term for their race’s characteristics, yet this form made it fundamentally unlike a dragon, more akin to a worm.

"Annette, Wind Dragon, it’s you who’s emitting a disruptive howl, quiet yourself." Fafnir declared.

"Hm?"

The Wind Dragon, seeing the Demon Dragon awaken, momentarily paused her attack and then suddenly elevated her volume.

"Seeing me, you still don’t crouch? Even Nidhogg wouldn’t dare speak to me in this tone!"

"Nidhogg? A useless Dragon Ancestor." Fafnir sneered coldly.

The Demon Dragon’s words made Li Ang, familiar with dragon race knowledge, pause; he glanced around, finding those he had conversed with earlier all stunned by the audacious speech.

"Gloating all day about devouring the Primordial Magic Beam—it’s the Creator’s divided essence, and neither Dragon Ancestor nor Dragon God is anywhere close to grasping it. If it had embraced my grand vision, planned and executed gradually, perhaps progress would have long been made."

Fafnir’s tone was full of disdain for his race’s Dragon Lord.

In the shock, Li Ang was fully focused.

The Demon Dragon before him was in stark contrast to their hurried encounter at the City of the Ship’s Rudder; there, it was eager just to snatch Leviathan’s pure power and leave, while here, was its nest.

"Compared to the foolish Nidhogg, the Six Dragons are hardly useful. In ancient times, I could only crawl through the mire, gazing up at your divine might. However, the world’s fragmentation shackled you, daring not to come to the Dwarf Imperial Palace in your true form; hence, here lies my complete Domain."

With Fafnir’s words, the cave ceiling of the Imperial Palace began to spew toxic sludge, unlike the natural corrosive accumulation outside; all were pure Demonized products, Fafnir’s Creation.

Instantly, the palace began transforming into his Domain. Whether Valarg or Li Ang’s trio’s Domains, faced with the poison seemed to rapidly corrode.

The dripping toxic mud formed liquid columns, sealing Annette’s flight path. She screamed to avoid these toxins, loosening her grip on Valarg’s claws, raising a gale trying to rush towards Fafnir at the cave’s top.

Meanwhile, the heavily injured Jade Dragon, burningly furious, descended onto Throne Hill.

Fafnir faced Annette while simultaneously confronting the mortals present.

Valarg summoned the Wyrm Dragons to attack once more.

"Spiritual Activation," Elaphia continued her earlier request; she originally wanted to deal with this wave of Poison Dragons.

"No need, I can do it. Save your power for that fellow."

Li Ang responded as he raised his Magic Staff, initiating an Elemental Promotion and Dragon Transformation Promotion stack. He once again transformed into the Earth Dragon Man state, with Earth Core Lava bursting from beneath his scales. In an instant, Regenerating Earth Dragon Realm momentarily resisted Fafnir’s corrosion.

This couldn’t last long; Li Ang seized the moment, taking control of the entire rock pillar on which Throne Hill stood.

Earth Quake!

Magic Power driven into the ground transmitted the Dragon King’s commands from Anastasia and Inanna across all Earth Rocks. Instantly, stones and dirt began to fiercely pulse, and apart from retaining the central area for people to stand, the rest of the ground surged backward like ferocious tides.

Erupting rocks like sharp blades swirled toward the Poison Dragon tide, swallowing the splashing murky Toxic Blood instantly. The entire hill collapsed, burying both the Wyrm Dragons that had crawled up and those that hadn’t into the ground.

This displayed the Domain’s power crushing entities outside its realm, plus the consistent buildup of similar force on Li Ang’s side, combined with the terrain, achieving this outcome.

Valarg’s body was not forced off by Earth Quake, but his Crystal Shield nearly shattered. As he reconstructed defense, his bloodstained dragon eyes reflected Li Ang, with pupils focused straight on the Six Dragon Blessing Mark on his arm.

"What kind of power allows such mortals to exist?"

Li Ang didn’t respond to him, continuing to cast the next spell.