In the sky, corpses slid down one by one, as Bernard, transford into a giant dragon, seed like an unparalleled killing machine. Any martial artist trying to approach him was torn to pieces by his sharp claws, while their attacks and weapons could only leave faint marks on his dragon scales.
The Dragon Clan, the oldest, most mysterious, and most powerful among cosmic beasts, was rumored by so to originate from ancient fierce beasts of the Root Universe.
Despite being a fierce beast, the Dragon Clan naturally possessed an extrely high intelligence. They were proud and powerful, disliking interaction with humans, and lived in isolation within a Cosmic Secret Realm.
Yet, the Dragon Clan had a significant trait of lust. They occasionally left their own habitat to enter the human world, using their imnse strength and mystery to conquer the won of many human races, leaving behind many descendants of half-dragon bloodlines among humans.
However, most mixed-blood half-dragon people found it incredibly difficult to activate the dragon power in their bloodlines throughout their lives. They possessed only stronger physiques than average humans and suffered the disdain and contempt of pure-bred humans.
Long ago, Bernard activated his bloodline for the first ti, but it was rely an initial awakening, imperfect and impure. Under the inheritance from the Three Kings City, his bloodline power was purified to its utmost extent, now allowing him to wield a significant portion of his bloodline powers!
Lancelot held two beam weapons, and the life-form tal on his body transford into various shapes as if it were an independent entity. It sotis blocked attacks from all directions, and at tis, morphed into weapons to launch powerful strikes. He poured forth strong firepower like a moving fortress.
Compared to Bernard’s ferociousness and Lancelot’s precise elegance, Panuo fought more like a true martial artist. The long spear in his hand emitted waves of Cosmic Source Power, his impenetrable spear shadows piercing in all directions, each thrust capable of penetrating the bodies of over a dozen martial artists.
The "Seven Kills Soul Spear," this martial skill he inherited from the relic, not only hard the bodies of those martial artists but also pierced through their souls!
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On the plaza of Cosmic Federation School, rays of light continually flashed from the monunt. Each person transmitted out signified an elimination. To avoid strong opponents eliminating each other, the points of the slain martial artists transferred to soone else without resetting.
In other words, as long as they accumulated enough points before death, they still had a certain chance of entering the Cosmic Federation School.
"Huff, huff!" The defeated martial artists were still imrsed in the intense battle just now, their breathing still chaotic.
"They’re too strong. What inheritance did those people from the Tangwu Mountain Universe Realm obtain, especially that half-dragon creature more terrifying than any beast!"
"That chanical Clan warrior isn’t bad either. Our attacks couldn’t even land on him. Each body part of his seed like an independent warrior."
"It seems the spear-wielding warrior was a bit weaker. Perhaps his inheritance wasn’t so great."
"Ah! My realm! How is it possible, my realm has decreased?"
"Mine too! I’ve dropped a full level!"
"I’ve dropped two levels! Just three months ago I broke through to the second level of Divine Ability User, how am I now only at the peak of Source Energy User?"
"No! His inheritance is the most terrifying! His attacks puncture the souls of warriors. Even if those from Cosmic Federation School use trendous power to resurrect them, damaged parts of the soul can’t be restored. Not only their realm but their comprehension and talent would suffer devastating damage!"
"What? That’s actually possible!"
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"Huff, huff!" Bernard and his two companions gathered together, the entire ice field stained red with blood. The three of them had fought for several hours, with tens of thousands or more martial artists having fallen by their hands.
Their might deterred weaker martial artists, who might overpower them by numbers, but not without many more deaths first!
"They’re about done!"
Indeed, their strength had skyrocketed, killing nearly any below the second level of Divine Ability User instantly, but their stamina wasn’t infinite. Lancelot especially was almost out of energy.
"Hahaha, if I had known today’s battle would happen, I should’ve asked Brother Kato for more Energy Baryte!" Lancelot’s energy had dropped below the warning line.
"No matter, we’ve killed so many people already!" Tens of thousands had made their points surge to a staggering level, giving them a strong chance of passing the entrance exam even if eliminated.
"Want our legacy? We won’t even leave a corpse behind, what will you do then, haha!"
The three looked ready to face death without fear.
"Think you want to die? Not so simple!" At this mont, Kaiya finally took action!
Hovering in the air with hands behind his back, even after watching the three rampage, his brows glowed with confidence, "Hand over your legacy, and I shall spare you! Otherwise, I will make death a prayer you cannot answer!"
"If it’s a fight you want, quit with the chatter!" Bernard took a deep breath, gathering energy and releasing a fierce Dragon Fla.
"Fool!" Kaiya waved a hand, a pale cyan airflow tearing the Dragon Fla apart.
"Crack!" Bernard’s renowned dragon scales, normally impervious, peeled away, leaving a deep wound on his chest.
"Roar!" Bernard scread in pain, the wound nearly reaching his internal organs.
"Your legacy is strong, but a year’s ti has only let you inherit it," Kaiya sneered as he soared toward them, "You cannot even display one percent of its power. What a waste!"
Flying toward them with a cold smirk, "Give the inheritance. I am the only one qualified to wield it!"
"He’s different from everyone else!" That one strike showcased Kaiya’s strength. Even Bernard, with his remarkable physique, couldn’t fend off a casual blow, marking him as a prodigy.
"Who are you?" Bernard grunted, enduring the searing pain.
"Ancient Gust Civilization, Kaiya!"
"You’re Kaiya!" The three exchanged somber glances. "I won’t say it again, surrender your acquired civilization!"
"Hmph, even if you kill us, you’ll gain nothing from us!"
"Is that so?" A torrent of overwhelming spiritual power surged into their minds. "If you refuse, I’ll make you fools. Not even the Demigod could restore your souls post-resurrection, leaving you useless!"
Bernard and his companions wore looks of agony, as if thousands of insects were gnawing at mories of the inheritance from their brains.
"Boom!" Suddenly, an equally strong spiritual power attacked Kaiya, forcing him to retrieve his power to block the assault.
"Who goes there!"
A strange silver vehicle resembling a chair descended from the sky. A drooling young man, head tilted, sat in it. He appeared frail but was surrounded by imnse spiritual power.
"Divine Civilization," the young man croaked in a hoarse voice, "Hawking!"
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