Chapter 1136: Chapter 316: Lord of the Rot Swamp!
Franz and Adrian both have a blood feud with Ulrichia.
This Ancient Green Dragon is the main instigator of the “Mad Green Disaster” in the northern Seleucid. She once led an army of giant dragons and dragon beasts to massacre countless humans—including Franz’s comrades and Adrian’s family.
At this mont, as enemies et, their eyes blaze with fury, both Franz and Adrian are staring intensely at the Ancient Green Dragon, wishing to tear her apart.
Adrian raised his longsword high, the tip pointing at the Ancient Green Dragon, his voice full of vigor: “Ulrichia, give up struggling, today is the day of your death and the day we reclaim Lin Ying City!”
Duke Franz stepped forward, his voice steady and strong: “Evil dragon, your atrocities have already incurred the wrath of the Gods, your wicked cult will eventually et its end!”
Misha raised her head slightly, her posture proud: “Green Dragon, I have co by the command of the great Ashen Empire’s Emperor Cassius, to claim your life!”
Ulrichia let out a cold laugh: “So, just my defeated subordinates, cowards abandoning their domains, you think clinging to the Red Dragon can oppose the Dragon Worship Church—even oppose His Majesty Tiamat?”
Her voice grew ever more vehent with anger, eventually transforming into an overwhelming roar: “A fool’s dream! No being in the Material Plane, however strong, can contend with the true Divine!”
“Moreover…”
Ulrichia’s eyes flickered, her gaze revealing a cunning light: “Even if you seize Lin Ying City, will those Imperial People spit out the at already in their mouths?
Do you truly believe—the Ashen Empire is so so-called guardian of justice? A nation founded on invasion and plunder, an Empire erging from the flas of war, no different from our Dragon Worship Church!”
“Enough!”
Misha’s fierce shout erupted, her eyes bursting with a dazzling blaze, nurous teors trailing flas fell from the sky, tearing through the firmant, crashing towards the Ancient Green Dragon.
teor Burst!
“Damn Red Dragon Sorcerer!” Ulrichia let out a hoarse bellow, flapping her broad dragon wings, stirring up a mighty storm of acid.
“Swish—”
In the storm filled with highly corrosive acid, the flas gradually extinguished, those teors eroded into pits and hollows, shrinking ever smaller until they turned to dust.
But at this mont, Adrian flapped his golden feathers, soared into the sky, raising the dazzling longsword, launching a surprise attack from the left wing towards the Ancient Green Dragon.
Supre Holy Slash!
The beams of the sun penetrated the shadow of the five-headed dragon, pierced through the surging black mist of the clouds, descending like Divine Punishnt onto the Ancient Green Dragon’s head.
Ulrichia uttered a sowhat panicked whimper, stretching out her large wings to shield herself, her wing mbrane etched with eerie runes, emitting waves of sinister and pitch-black aurora.
“Boom!”
Black and gold intertwined, producing intense energy fluctuations.
“Evil dragon, et your death!” Adrian swung his longsword down, hacking at the Ancient Green Dragon’s wings, instantly tearing the wing mbrane, creating a charred scar several ters long.
But Ulrichia roared furiously, suddenly unfurling her dragon wings, the strong air current blasted Adrian away, sending him flying hundreds of ters, his armor covered in cracks, his internal organs churned, spitting out a mouthful of crimson blood.
Ulrichia raised her scepter, pointing at the suspended Adrian, chanting an ancient Dragon Language Spell.
“Kaisius’s Death Light!”
A cone of chaotic spectral light surged out from the scepter, accompanied by shrill whistles and wails, piercing towards Adrian in the distance.
Adrian clenched his longsword in mid-air, roaring as he unleashed the Power of the Sun God within him, a gigantic Sun Disk appeared before him, continually rotating.
This is the Eternal Radiance Shield!
The light cone collided with the disk, justice and evil, radiance and darkness entangled, generating a massive spell vortex, as if it would devour everything around.
“For Fadlan!”
At the right wing of the Ancient Green Dragon, Franz stomped on the ground, suddenly leaping over a hundred ters high, swinging the exaggerated five-ter-long Great Sword, toward Ulrichia’s head.
The Great Sword carried an unstoppable force, accompanied by a strong wind sweeping down, it was about to cleave onto the Ancient Green Dragon’s head.
However, Ulrichia turned her head, opened her bloody mouth wide, from her throat erupted a long-accumulated dark mist.
In the next mont, a torrent composed of poisonous fog gushed forth.
The armor on Franz automatically released nurous Protective Magic spells, but before the Ancient Green Dragon’s Breath, it couldn’t last even half a second, instantly pierced through, the heavy armor beca pitted and cracked.
The toxic mist violently washed over Duke Franz’s body, even though Franz, as a Legendary Warrior, possessed a physique far exceeding mortals, he still couldn’t escape the fog’s corrosion.
Soon, his face turned purple, veins protruded, skin peeled away, exposing large patches of bloody flesh, looking incredibly grueso and fearso.
Yet even like this, Duke Franz did not retreat at all, he braved the poisonous fog, performing a Jump Slash downward, his Great Sword swung through the air, although Ulrichia turned her head to evade, it still landed solidly on the Ancient Green Dragon’s shoulder.
“Roar—”
Fragnts of scales flew, dragon blood splattered, Ulrichia sharply raised her head, letting out a cry filled with agony.
The Great Sword shattered dragon scales, deeply cleaved into the Ancient Green Dragon’s shoulder, opening a wound several feet deep, causing the warm dragon blood to gush out like spring water.
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