Chapter 1692: Chapter 1692: The Unyielding Battle
“Do not compare with ordinary Lords of the Abyss; they rely possess lower Hell Bloodlines. How can they compare to , who bears the Abyss Hell God Clan Bloodline? However, low-level Hybrid Dragon Clan like you will never understand the might of bloodlines.”
“No, no, no, I was wrong, I understand. You despise your bloodline, yet you must use it to beco powerful. Such a pity; mongrels like you will never comprehend the power of Divine Blood.”
Marda sneered coldly, imdiately initiating an unabashed taunt.
The Ink Dragon’s eyes blazed with fire, and with a roar, he charged madly at Marda.
“You bastard, I will crush each of your bones slowly. Then, I’ll let your so-called Divine Blood drain dry drop by drop.”
“I look forward to it.”
Marda dashed forward as well, the two raising their battle spears like two frenzied Knights wielding dragon lances in charge.
When the two were close enough, they simultaneously launched a charge.
The Abyss Lord had four enormous legs resembling an elephant’s, with a massive chasm running from the head down the back, filled with green flas burning to the tail’s tip. Its body was inscribed with nurous Abyss Runes.
The Draconid also possessed four claws, but they were dragon claws, with a dragon’s head, upper torso resembling a human, and lower half a beast’s body. The body was covered in black and red scales and burned with a layer of fire, though the flas were rather illusory.
A red fla and a green one; the two enormous bodies collided.
Crash!
The two battle spears clashed, emitting countless sparks.
Their figures shuddered, then both stepped back a few paces.
“Oh, you do have so skills, being able to withstand my charge,” Marda said, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.
“You’re also decent, stronger than the trash I shredded.”
The two resud their fierce battle, fighting until the sky seed to darken, neither gaining an upper hand.
Both figures were exceptionally large, and their weapons equally weighty; the clash was of heavyweights, a collision of raw strength.
It was srizing for many close-combat observers; the two were equally matched, montarily making it hard to determine a victor.
Li Yao slightly frowned, “Is this your true fighting force? If it is, then it’s too weak.”
“Great Master, I have not yet unleashed my full strength, simply because it’s been long since facing an opponent I can et head-on,” Marda replied, his deanor changing.
“Then quickly, I have no interest in this technical lackluster battle. If you wish for a showdown, there will be countless opportunities later,” Li Yao said.
“As you command, my Great Master.” Marda exploded with a burst of green flas, forcing the Draconid back: “Sorry, little one, I must enter my full form; your end is nigh.”
Boom…
The Abyss Lord suddenly grew two enormous and heavy wings, with two huge horns sprouting from its head.
“Kill!”
The Abyss Lord soared into the air, then plumted, its battle spear whistling sharply.
“Think I fear you? Earth Power Burn.”
Crack, crack, crack…
The Draconid’s body expanded, and the surrounding earth began to fracture, revealing lava fissures.
The Black Dragon Queen chuckled, “Not bad, to use so Power of Earth Guardian, yet a pity.”
As the Ink Dragon burst forth, a surge of lava erupted skyward.
Sizzle…
Marda sliced through the gushing lava with his battle spear, as though wielding a divine weapon, continuing to strike down.
“Senro Fire Slash!”
Clang!
One spear struck down, while another was crossed over the Draconid’s head, clashing once more.
Crack, crack, crack…
The ground spread with fissures, the Draconid’s body sinking into the earth.
“On the earth, I am invincible.”
The Ink Dragon roared furiously, scales all over him shattered, he suddenly exerted force to fling the Abyss Lord Marda away.
Yet countless green flas, spreading with power, covered the Draconid’s body; the flas of the Purgatory Fla of the Abyss were not easy to endure.
The Draconid transford into a green fla engulfed man.
“My full-force attack is not easily endured; prepare to die.” The Abyss Lord flapped its wings, stabilizing its enormous form in midair, then swooped down again.
“I am invincible on the earth.”
The Draconid roared madly, scales shattered under the burning, where unprotected by scales, charred; though the Black Dragon Draconid had powerful fla resistance, the Purgatory Green Fire, coupled with malevolent energy, still brought unparalleled agony.
The fla could burn everything, carrying malevolent energy, allowing any creature terrifying mutation.
Yet mutations may not always strengthen, in battle against enemies, it leads to degradation, weakening.
The fla’s burn, the malevolent energy’s corrosion, made the Draconid’s scales fragile.
Clang!
The two weapons clashed again, this ti lava-like blood gushed from the Draconid’s wound; he was completely on the defensive.
Both combatants had similar techniques, yet the Abyss Lord held advantage in bizarre abilities and bloodline might.
This does not an the Black Dragon Bloodline was weaker than the Abyss Lord; rely the Draconid’s bloodline wasn’t pure; if pure enough, he would be a Black Dragon, not a Draconid.
“Even in death, I will not yield; you’ll pay the price.”
After a long fight, the Draconid weakened, heavily injured, seemingly about to collapse, yet persisted, his fighting spirit earning respect, as the Purgatory Fla plus malevolent energy’s corrosion not anyone could bear, yet he endured 15 minutes in this battle.
Seeing the Abyss Lord attack again, the Draconid did not block, directly took a hit, pierced through the heart, dying.
Yet at the instant of death, his battle spear also stabbed into the Abyss Lord’s chest.
“You were a worthy opponent, I will lay your body to rest, and your weapon will beco mine; I will continue wielding it in battle until my death.”
Spurt!
Marda pulled the battle spear from his chest without hesitation, ignoring the green fla-like blood spraying, directly kneeling: “Great Master, Marda t expectations, wish Master leaves the body for burial.”
Li Yao nodded: “Granted.”
“Thank you, Master.” Marda lifted the Draconid’s corpse and entered the Void Teleportation Array.
Li Yao’s Dark Touch picked up the Draconid’s dropped equipnt, whistling again, summoning a gigantic blue hefty figure, the Void Prince.
The Void Prince, his body a deep blue tinged with purple, was a pure Elental Being, composed of void and shadow elents, belonging to the dark type, yet distinct.
His form vast, voice ethereal and desolate: “Great Master, War salutes you.”…
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