??Chapter 243: Chapter 242 Tearing
Chapter 243: Chapter 242 Tearing
No one could describe what sort of battle ensued within that dense fog, between the Snow Giant Da and the Shadowfla Dragon.
The earth trembled and the ice cracked.
The Knight Regint, enduring the earthquake-like tremors, charged across the snowfield, severing and slaughtering the Snow Demons attempting to rush the Shadowfla Dragon one by one.
The human knights, unable to partake in the ultimate battle, did the only thing they could: prevent the Snow Demons from disturbing the Shadowfla Dragon.
Of course.
The Flying Dragon Knights, mounted atop bipedal flying dragons, had a slight qualification to join the fight; they darted through the clouds and mist, swooping down toward the Snow Giant Da, unleashing their dragon breath with all their might.
One breath of dragon might be weak, but continuous breaths, even the Snow Giant could not ignore these attacks.
“Da!”
Another thunderous roar echoed.
More Snow Demons, upon hearing the roar, began to frenzy, launching suicidal countercharges in an attempt to disrupt the Knight Regint’s blockade and advance toward the battlefield where the giant and dragon were clashing.
“Charge, we must not let the Snow Demons cross the line by even half a step!” A slightly softer cry rang out from the Dragon Blood Knights.
It was Grand Duke Kunstan.
He had finally joined forces with the Dragon Blood Knights, participating personally in this epic battle, whether to gain the approval of the Shadowfla Dragon or to establish his own credibility of standing with the knights. At least at this mont, his cries invigorated the knights.
“Duke Kunstan stands with us!”
“Duke Kunstan stands with us!”
“Long live Grand Duke Kunstan!”
“Long live Grand Duke Kunstan!”
“The Shadowfla Grand Duchy will prevail!”
“The Shadowfla Grand Duchy will prevail!”
The knights’ chants spread from the Dragon Blood Knights outwards, and gradually, all twenty knight regints were fervently cheering Grand Duke Kunstan’s na.
This made the young Grand Duke Kunstan’s face flush with excitent, beside himself with emotion.
Fighting even more fiercely, he sought to dedicate all his strength to the hunting of Snow Ghosts. Let the world see that he was not rely a ruler by spreading rumors and fluke, but in every aspect, he was fit for the position of duke.
“I am Kunstan Yingyan, the hope of the Flacrest Dragonblood Family!” Holding aloft his ornate gem-encrusted sword, Grand Duke Kunstan struck fiercely.
A peerless sword light directly split a passing Snow Ghost from head to groin.
In the sky.
Count rlin, upon Manganese Steel Dragon rcedes, commanding the twenty knight regints on the battlefield, heard the knights’ resounding slogans and witnessed the forceful strike delivered by Grand Duke Kunstan.
At that mont, his eyes grew watery.
Perhaps it was the snowstorm that blurred his vision, or perhaps it was a trace of satisfaction deep in his heart.
Everyone knew that he was forced to relinquish the position by Grand Duke Kunstan through slander and rumors, entrusting the power of the Grand Duchy back to Kunstan. But few cared that in reality, his initial role was that of Grand Duke Kunstan’s ntor.
The young ruler’s na??ve tactics all stemd from what he had learned from him.
Hand-to-hand teaching.
Count rlin had never offered such ticulous guidance even to his own son or grandson.
“I thought you were of little use… but perhaps my concern has clouded my judgnt,” murmured Count rlin softly. “Regardless, you are the sole heir of the forr duke, the new king of the Shadowfla Family!”
Manganese Steel Dragon rcedes turned its head, looking back at Count rlin, its concern evident without words.
“I am fine,” said Count rlin, setting aside his emotions, “Let’s head to the Golden Prairie Knights’ Legion, their charge is a bit disorganized; it needs to be rectified.”
Whoosh!
The Manganese Steel Dragon spun around in the air, tracing an arc as it dove towards the Golden Prairie Knights’ Legion, which was sowhat scattered by the assault of the Snow Demons.
From the central position, he orchestrated the battle under the tent.
Count rlin tirelessly moved from one corner of the battlefield to another. Not wanting to face the sa grim outco as twenty-one years ago, he could only burn his own vital energy, covering every inch of the battlefield, preparing for all possible crises.
Flying Dragon Knights shuttled back and forth, carrying the orders of Count rlin to the twenty knights’ legions.
Nightfall approached.
Suddenly, a group of Flying Beasts flew overhead, scattering a multitude of powders that emitted bright light. Whipped by the wind and snow, the powder lit up the entire battlefield—this was the long-lasting, glowing erbiumpowder produced by the Fluorescent Dragon.
The battle had raged from morning until night.
But it could not yet end; the knights had to hold on because the fight between the Shadowfla Dragon and the Snow Giant Da was far from over.
“The Torrent Province Knights’ Legion shall rest in place, while the Mountainous Province Knights’ Legion and the Black Court Mountain Knights’ Legion shall flank on both sides for protection!” guided by the light of the erbiumpowder, Count rlin continued to fly above, commanding with a clear vision.
“Yes, Sir!” Two Flying Dragon Knights quickly departed.
With Count rlin aboard, the Manganese Steel Dragon soared into the distance, flying directly over the Glowing Valley Knights’ Legion below.
Count rlin saw Russell at the rear of the knights’ legion, riding a snow-white unicorn. Within the dark mass of knights, he was very conspicuous.
At the sa ti, Russell also noticed the Manganese Steel Dragon above him. He looked up at the sky and t Count rlin’s gaze.
Grandfather and grandson exchanged a glance and then quickly parted ways.
Count rlin continued to command the whole knights’ army, while Russell continued to blend in at the rear of the legion, hunting Snow Ghosts.
The Manganese Steel Dragon flew onward, quickly entering the fog-enshrouded center of the battlefield.
Through the dense fog, the vague figure of Snow Giant Da could be seen, stepping on clouds, wrapped in snow, his whole body illuminated with blue-green light as he grappled with a large, crimson figure. There were no fancy moves, only primal close combat.
The two hundred ters wingspan and one hundred and twenty ters length of the Shadowfla Dragon seed sowhat delicate compared to the Snow Giant Da.
The Snow Giant’s height was at least two hundred and fifty ters.
The fight was relentless; the giant creatures, both dragon and giant, to humanity, continued to spray blood and flesh outwards, which upon hitting the ground, was quickly absorbed by the earth.
anwhile, power surged from the ice cap into the body of the Snow Giant Da, and like a volcanic eruption, the earth also incessantly supplied power to the Shadowfla Dragon. As depletion and replenishnt occurred simultaneously, it was not only a brawl between giant and dragon but also a contest between the power of the Snow Demon and the power of the earth.
Several Bipedal Flying Dragons occasionally flew into the battlefield, spewing Dragon Breath at the eyes or joints of Snow Giant Da.
Suddenly,
as a Bipedal Flying Dragon attempted a sneak attack beneath the armpit of Snow Giant Da, it was caught off guard by a massive, blue-green glowing, fierce fist that slamd into the Flying Dragon, knocking it a thousand ters away.
It crashed heavily onto the snowfield.
The Bipedal Flying Dragon lay on the ground, emitting a piercing howl, unable to fly for quite so ti.
Count rlin blinked.
He then saw the Shadowfla Dragon seize the opportunity, opening its huge maw to bite into Snow Giant Da’s neck, unleashing a scorching Dragonfla that rapidly lted the Snow Giant’s neck into lava-like molten liquid.
The clouds and mist were swept away by the heated air currents, clearly revealing the half-lted neck of the Snow Giant Da.
But the Snow Giant Da was fearless, wrapping his hands around the neck of the Shadowfla Dragon with brute force, he tore the dragon’s mouth off.
Then, with a fierce throw forward, he slamd the Shadowfla Dragon onto the ground, causing the whole earth to thunder and shake.
Without waiting for the Shadowfla Dragon to rise, the massive body of Snow Giant Da squatted down, straddling the dragon.
A giant hand latched onto one of the Shadowfla Dragon’s wings and ripped it forcefully.
Schlick!
“Roar!” The Shadowfla Dragon let out a desperate roar, its wing brutally torn, leaving a large tear with broken bones, hanging by only a flap of skin.
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