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Chapter 325: 323 Mysterious White Light_1

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Gazing at the increasingly closer Purgatory Demon Dragon, the Death Lord stretches out his intact arm, pointing at it from afar.

Dark magical energy spreads along his arm, quickly condensing into a sharp bone spear.

The spearhead is a dark green, thick and viscous substance, clearly with a deadly poison.

This magic may seem simple, but it has caused so trouble for the Golden Dragon previously.

Swish!

The bone spear, sinister and terrifying, bolts toward the Purgatory Demon Dragon, which remains unflinching.

By the ti the spear has almost reached the dragon, the Black Dragon stretches out its front claws to block the spear’s path.

Crunch!

Although it appeared to be blocked by so transparent barrier, the bone spear still penetrated the Black Dragon’s flesh effortlessly, settling in its claw.

Under normal circumstances, this wouldn’t be a fatal blow.

But Death Lord’s spell isn’t limited to the piercing damage of the bone spear. When he sees the poisonous viscous liquid of the spearhead pierce the Black Dragon’s flesh, Death Lord breathes a sigh of relief.

He has concentrated even more venom on the spear this ti, its toxicity is more potent, enough to bring down an adult dragon with just a touch.

As long as this Black Dragon isn’t a Green Dragon with immunity to poisonous damage, it would probably be poisoned before reaching the Death Lord.

With this thought, the Death Lord’s mood lifts slightly.

Although his armor has suffered heavy losses, if he could get the corpse and bones of the Golden Dragon and this strange Black Dragon as spoils of war, he might not be at a loss.

And so, the ti seems to be up

As for what ti? Well, of course, it’s ti for the Black Dragon to succumb to the venom’s effect and crash down!

As he contemplated the countdown, Death Lord beats his dark wings, retreating backward.

He doesn’t want to be caught in the dragon’s final burst.

Ten? ?nine? ?three? ?two? ?one!

That should about do it, the Black Dragon should be falling now!

As this thought crosses Death Lord’s mind, he can’t help but stop his retreat, looking up to judge the Black Dragon’s condition.

But this pause leads to trouble.

What does he see?

The Black Dragon doesn’t plumt as expected, unable to bear the encroachnt of the venom.

Instead, it takes advantage of Death Lord’s montary distraction, flying above him and fiercely swiping its claw downward.

There are no signs of poisoning.

Moreover, the bone spear lodged in the converging claws has long since vanished, and the wound caused by the spear has already healed unnoticed.

Dammit, what’s going on?

Before the Death Lord can react, he finds himself firmly grasped in the Purgatory Demon Dragon’s claw.

Even though Death Lord’s size is impressive, compared to the Purgatory Demon Dragon clutching him, he’s still far outmatched.

Surveying his surroundings and sensing his predicant, Death Lord mutters to himself, “This scenario seems? ?familiar.”

Despite being in mortal danger, he doesn’t seem to panic.

He has been treated this way by the Golden Dragon before, so this ti, it’s just a repeat performance.

Whoosh!

As the sound echoes, dark green flas ignite on Death Lord’s body and quickly spread to the Purgatory Demon Dragon.

He scoffs, convinced that the Black Dragon is, indeed, foolish.

Despite observing him for so long, the creature repeats the sa mistake as the Golden Dragon.

Wait

Why does this feel eerily similar?

No, no, no! It must be his overactive imagination

Death Lord shakes his head, but when he tries to stretch and flex his wings, he realizes that the dragon’s grip isn’t loosening at all.

Even worse, the force within the dragon’s grasp grows stronger.

Damn it, this Black Dragon has an extraordinary tolerance for pain.

Could it be trying to crush him before its own claw is completely eroded by the Fla of Annihilation?

However, Death Lord’s fears prove unfounded.

As his thoughts race, the Black Dragon speaks.

“So, this is the so-called Fla of Annihilation? ”

The Black Dragon gazes with interest at the green flas dancing rrily on its claw like flas of jolliness.

It quickly concludes, “Although it’s called a fla, it contains no fire damage; instead, it possesses a powerful corrosive force.

No wonder even the Golden Dragon couldn’t withstand its erosion. Death Lord? ?No! Legendary Witch Demon Moray, you have indeed been masterful in the Dark Domain for such a long ti!”

“Moray?”

Upon hearing this familiar na, Death Lord’s shock turns to a harsh questioning tone, “Where did you hear that na?”

Unfortunately, the Black Dragon doesn’t directly answer him, instead tightening its grip even more.

The terrifying pressure makes Death Lord’s armor emit a series of ear-piercing wails. Judging from the sheer force, this bizarre Black Dragon is much stronger than the Golden Dragon.

Damn it, isn’t this just a 30-ter-long Black Dragon?

Where did this troubleso freak co from? Even when facing Spider Goddess Rose’s avatar, he didn’t feel this powerless

Thankfully, its claw should be eroded by the Fla of Annihilation in no ti.

However, when facing this Black Dragon, his plans never seem to go as hoped, and that might be the case again this ti

Hastily banishing those strange thoughts from his mind, Death Lord focuses on the raging Fla of Annihilation.

Regardless, he needs to see the results with his own eyes to assure himself.

But one glance not only fails to reassure him but leaves him even more baffled.

Where are the Flas of Annihilation?

They were just here; where did the countless Flas of Annihilation go?

Death Lord stares at the Black Dragon’s claw, utterly disbelieving. At this mont, the dragon’s claw is smooth and gleaming, its black scales reflecting a dazzling luster under the dawn’s faint light.

Not only are the green Flas of Annihilation missing, but there’s also no sign of any corrosion on the Black Dragon’s claw.

Wait, there’s sothing odd about the luster on the Black Dragon’s scales.

Initially, Death Lord assus it’s just the Black Dragon’s scales reflecting light, but upon closer inspection, he can see what’s really happening.

This isn’t reflected light; it’s a white glow exuding from within the Black Dragon’s scales!

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