"Sacrifice all living beings within your territory to , help regain my legendary status."
"I can swear by my Primordial Soul Fire and sign the strictest contract—once I return to the Legendary Realm, I will use all resources and knowledge to help you break through the Legendary Barrier of the Dragon Race!"
"Even for your kind who live indefinitely, the legendary is a chasm that requires unimaginable ti to accumulate and break through, but if another legend assists wholeheartedly, this process will be shortened beyond imagination."
Leading the legend with another legend?
Galos felt no waves in his heart, even a trace of mockery.
He wouldn’t believe such empty promises a single syllable.
The Red Iron Dragon looked at the Witch Demon as if assessing an interesting collector’s item or a rare sharpening stone.
"Shire, you’ve done well."
Galos’ deep voice rang out, not directly responding to the Witch Demon, but first affirming the performance of his Followers.
"Forcing him to reveal his true form is important, well done, now leave the rest to ."
Phillips’ Soul Fire suddenly leaped.
The completely indifferent attitude of the opponent thoroughly enraged him; his hoarse voice suddenly beca sharp.
"Foolish Giant Dragon! Do you really want to fight to mutual destruction? I admit your strength, but even if I can only use a trivial amount of Legendary Domain power, I can still create an insurmountable barrier before such a re creature as you!"
"You simply don’t understand that there is a fundantal difference between legendary and non-legendary."
The Red Iron Dragon responded with an even deeper laugh, as if brewing a storm of thunder.
"Mutual destruction? I couldn’t wish for anything more."
This forr legend is a perfect trial opponent, allowing him to avoid the risk of being crushed instantly by a true legend, yet personally experience the mystery and intensity of legendary power, thus asuring the distance more clearly between himself and that threshold.
Before the last syllable had finished echoing in the air, Galos suddenly erupted.
His massive Dragon Wings unfolded with a roar, stirring up a wild airflow, charging directly at the Witch Demon in the most wild and direct manner.
"Utterly foolish!!"
Ti seed to slow dramatically; in Phillips’ eyes, his Soul burned furiously, dry appearance twisted with extre emotion appeared particularly ferocious.
He forcefully pressed his withered, decaying, bone hands, wrapped with thick negative energy, against the ground.
Boom!!!
A torrent of negative energy, hundreds of tis more intense, thousands of tis colder than before, erupted!
Erald runes spread from under his hand like a living creature, surrounding undead fell in droves, bones quickly gray and brittle, as if instantly drained of all essence.
Furthermore, the battlefield piled high with undead remains—splintered bones, rotten flesh, shattered shells, dispersed Soul Fire—all drawn as if by an invisible hand, transforming into streams of gray-white energy, rushing madly toward Phillips.
The earth began to tremble violently.
Centered on the Witch Demon, a large and complex Magic Array ford instantly, the ground sank like quicksand, forming a deep, dark abyss.
Imdiately following, a massive bone hand reached out from the abyss, gripping Phillips’ body!
Massive negative energy surged like a tide,
In the blink of an eye, a humanoid Wraith Giant as massive as Galos arose from the ground!
This is no ordinary Skeleton Giant Beast.
Its back was lined with countless sharp, spiny bone spikes pieced together by massive vertebrae, jagged like mountain peaks; each bone was thick as a column, yet shimred with a gemstone-like cold light, etched with ancient and cryptic runes, flowing with centuries of death’s essence; within its skull’s eye sockets, two orbs burned fiercely like miniature suns, projecting an overwhelming pressure.
Phillips’ figure was embedded within this Wraith Giant’s central chest cavity, surrounded by liquid-like negative energy.
These energies emitted a glaring blue light, pulsating incessantly like a giant’s heart.
He spared no expense, sacrificed all remaining power of the Undead Legion to reluctantly condense this temporary Wraith Giant.
This was his final gamble, swearing to take down the Red Iron Dragon, extract its Dragon Essence and power, and compensate for the heavy losses.
By this ti, the Red Iron Dragon had already arrived with the force of wind and thunder, its massive Dragon Claw wrapped in jumping lightning and condensed Dragon Qi, tearing through the air, emitting a piercing sonic boom, crashing down violently.
The Wraith Giant neither dodged nor evaded, at the sa ti raising its terrifyingly large claw, composed of countless sharp finger bones like a Siege Hamr, directly striking toward the Red Iron Dragon’s head.
The Witch Demon inside its chest cavity took the opportunity to raise his withered claw, pointing at the Red Iron Dragon from afar.
——High-level Brittle Technique!
Without warning, the Dragon Scales around Galos were instantly covered with a layer of gray and dim light.
Boom! Boom!
Two dull thuds almost exploded simultaneously! The Red Iron Dragon’s blow, enveloped in Fla Thunder and Dragon Qi, smashed fiercely against the giant’s chest, shaking its body violently yet leaving no crack.
A sensation like hitting an insurmountable wall was fed back through the Dragon Claw.
"Is this... the absolute defense characteristic of the Legendary Domain?"
Galos’ heart was chilled.
As his mind raced and he slightly turned his head, the bone claw of the Wraith Giant, carrying terrifying kinetic energy, had already struck heavily on his shoulder.
The overwhelming Giant Strength crushed down, shattering the hard spine spikes on his shoulder; the Dragon Scales, affected by the Brittle Technique, dented and broke, hot Dragon Blood splattered forth.
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