Chapter 1965: Chapter 593: Watch self chasing the Great Dragon with a hamr
The Ninth Tier is the pinnacle of transcendental living creatures below the God Tier.
Whether human or Dragon Clan, at this tier, they have already reached the limit of their Plane Law Understanding.
So, among the Ninth Tier, there is no law tier suppression.
Differences in Curse Power, law strength, body attributes, etc., are rely differences in “quantity,” not tier.
This kind of peak duel is like a tug-of-war, competing to see whose power is greater and whose stamina is stronger.
Of course, the Dragon Descendants naturally have a much stronger physique than normal human Ninth Tiers, even if they are the sa tier, the Great Dragons have overwhelming advantage.
However, Leonard Churchill is not an ordinary Ninth Tier.
As soon as he made a move, he used “Celestial Godfall” to alter the gravitational environnt, directly pulling the rampaging Ninth Tier Green Dragon hard toward the ground.
The angle was extrely tricky, akin to soone tripping during a sprint, the massive dragon body montarily stalled and almost crashed headlong into the ground from a hundred ters in the sky.
This scene made everyone present freeze in shock: Controlled it?
The Alliance Army soldiers recognized Leonard Churchill’s action, and their morale, once dampened by Dragon’s Might, surged instantly!
One must understand, the Dragon Clan is inherently immune to almost all Magic Type Control Series spells, let alone a Ninth Tier Great Dragon?
Previously, they tried all sorts of Forbidden Curse Relics, which were completely ineffective, yet Leonard Churchill controlled it at a glance?
This move, “Skill Mystery · Strange Power and Chaos God” is considered Leonard Churchill’s first “Pseudo Divine Skill.”
While researching the [Power Stone Golden Sphere] blueprint, he discovered that the essence of gravitational force is actually space distortion, which inspired him to create this large-scale control spell.
Although it doesn’t reach the level of a God Skill, it faintly touches the rules’ layer, and thus he can control this “Plague Dragon,” Redgred.
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anwhile, in the Hunter God chanical city, Catherine Carter had long prepared; moonlight was her best perception, and she knew what was happening on the battlefield clearer than anyone.
Before the strategists recovered from the shock, she already pressed the launch button, seamlessly coordinating with Leonard Churchill’s control.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“…”
The launch covers on the chanical city opened up, and powder projectile launchers shot out alloy dragon capture chains with armor-piercing spearheads at ultra-fast speeds.
The Green Dragon’s unstable mid-air form watched as dozens of thick iron chains shot towards it.
A sharp sound of tal collision, “ding ding ding…” echoed, as the chains left so white scratches on its scale armor.
The front ends of those dragon capture chains had precise chanical locks, although they couldn’t harm the Green Dragon, they clicked and locked onto its limb joints upon release.
The “Plague Dragon,” Redgred, was bound by more than ten alloy chains, its vertical pupils full of fury, unleashing a blast of greenish-black poisonous dragon breath.
The poison sprayed onto the chains made a sizzling sound, billowing white smoke.
Despite these specialized chains being the strongest material in the chanical city, they didn’t last long; once the rune coating layer outside was corroded, the chains quickly showed pocked corrosion marks.
The Evil Dragon exerted strength again and broke them, producing tal breakage sounds, “clang clang clang…”, the Green Dragon was already free.
Leonard Churchill saw this scene with no surprise, only murmuring: “Very strong…”
Witnessing this, he accurately assessed the Green Dragon’s combat power.
The chain breaking was entirely expected; below the God Tier, no one can withstand a full-strength dragon breath, nor can those enchanters’ chains.
From the beginning, Leonard Churchill knew this dragon-slaying mission was certain to be a hard fight, a protracted battle.
Like hunting, a ticulously prepared trap failing to enclose the prey ans bracing for a ferocious counterattack.
The Alliance troops were unaware of Leonard Churchill’s plan, seeing the “failed” ambush, they were collectively shocked: Bad!
The “Plague Dragon,” Redgred, having lived for thousands of years, was used to devouring humans, never being so sched against by them.
Intent on avoiding further entanglent with that chanical hulk, it turned and locked its amber vertical pupils onto the humans who had ambushed it.
Leonard Churchill was glaringly stared at but not angered; the corners of his mouth curled slightly in a smile, withdrawing quickly, while the Curse Card in his hand already disintegrated: “Holy Domain · Myriad Manifestations True Solution.”
Almost at the instant the black ripples enveloped his body, corrosive green poison already sprayed on the shield ford by the Holy Domain.
Although the poison was fierce, its range was limited, Leonard Churchill borrowed the impact of the poison, flew backward rapidly, escaping the range of dragon breath quickly.
The miraculous scene unfolded concurrently; the all-corroding poison, encountering Leonard Churchill’s black Holy Domain, abruptly dulled in color.
From greenish-black, to deep green, then turning to turquoise, finally, as it touched Leonard Churchill’s body beyond the Holy Domain, transford into transparent gemstone green…
The poison visibly weakened by ninety percent.
The remaining toxins finally penetrated the Gang Air, corroding so holes in his clothing, and spiraled into blue smoke on his bronze skin, with no further effect.
These minor injuries healed swiftly.
Leonard Churchill seeing this, his brow twitched slightly, thinking: “What powerful poison.”
This was the strongest poison he had ever encountered; if not for the Holy Domain disintegrating most of the toxin’s corrosion, that dragon breath would have instantly lted an Eighth Order Card Master.
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