School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start Chapter 117 -117-The Black Protodragon Shatters, The World C

The Spectral Shadow Fiend, with its grandmaster-tier realm, was known for being "Omnipotent."

Although not "Omniscient," it was close to reaching that threshold.

The black protodragon could tell that Owen had used the Dragon Blood Tracing Technique, and naturally, the Spectral Shadow Fiend could also detect a distinct scent in the air.

It was well aware that dragon reinforcents would arrive soon.

Gold Divine Dragons, the kings of their lineage, are highly valued by dragons.

The extinction of a Gold Divine Dragon in this world was inconceivable to them; each one was extraordinarily precious.

Owen initiated the attack, opening his massive jaws to spew a stream of searing flas directly at the Spectral Shadow Fiend.

The Fiend, however, easily dodged the flas with a swift movent.

It then transford into a dark shadow, instantaneously appearing behind the Gold Divine Dragon, and struck fiercely at its wings.

With this punch, the black mist around the Fiend condensed into a point, like the tip of a drill.

A muffled sound emanated from Owen’s body.

"Puh--" He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, the golden light in his eyes dimming.

He roared in pain and quickly retaliated.

His sharp claws lashed out at the Spectral Shadow Fiend, but he only grasped a wisp of black smoke.

The Fiend had already vanished from its spot, reappearing above the Gold Divine Dragon’s head.

It repeated its whirlwind punch.

At this critical mont, the Gold Divine Dragon suddenly raised its head, impaling the Fiend’s body with its sharp horns.

This strike was imbued with Sacred Pure Radiance, as if coating Owen’s horns with a layer of poison.

The Spectral Shadow Fiend let out a dreadful scream and dissipated into a cloud of black smoke, vanishing into the air.

A more intense and chilling aura suddenly perated the air, as the Spectral Shadow Fiend’s figure materialized from the darkness, reappearing in the Gold Divine Dragon’s line of sight.

Its eyes, filled with resentnt, flickered with red light in the shadows: "Beast, the battle is far from over!"

A roar erupted from the Spectral Shadow Fiend, its form becoming even more elusive, like a true specter.

It transford into several shadows, launching fierce attacks on the Gold Divine Dragon from different directions.

Each shadow contained imnse power, tearing through the air with sharp shrieks.

Owen knew he couldn’t just passively take the hits.

He spread his wings and soared high, his massive body nimbly rolling and dodging in the sky.

His dragon breath, like scorching waves under the blazing sun, repeatedly surged in all directions, attempting to incinerate all the Spectral Shadow Fiend’s shadows.

The sounds of their battle echoed through Loka City, the ground shook, and the sky changed color from the tumult.

The Spectral Shadow Fiend’s attacks were cunning and lethal, constantly creating illusions around Owen, bewildering the golden warrior.

Each ti Owen thought he had struck his target, he found he had only hit a wisp of smoke.

Undeterred, Owen relied on his keen senses to continue dueling with the Spectral Shadow Fiend.

A verdant light began to shimr in his eyes.

The Erald Eye, capable of piercing through illusions and seeing through so false realities.

The fusion of gold and green in his eyes, Owen fought as if aided by divine powers.

After a nearly mutual destruction in their clash, the Gold Divine Dragon finally managed to firmly grasp the Spectral Shadow Fiend’s physical form.

With all its might, the dragon flung the Fiend into the air, then gathered all its strength to unleash a dragonfire more intense and powerful than ever before.

Enveloped within the dragonfire was the Sacred Pure Radiance, whose formidable power only the Spectral Shadow Fiend could truly comprehend.

The fire, like a falling teor, lit up the entire sky, completely engulfing the Spectral Shadow Fiend.

Surrounded by flas, the Fiend howled in madness.

Its body gradually dissipated in the intense heat, eventually turning to ashes that drifted away with the wind.

"Did we win?" This thought surfaced in the minds of everyone observing the battlefield.

Finn even raised his hands high, exclaiming excitedly, "We won, we won!"

The black protodragon, however, remained cold-faced, fixated on the ground. "Sothing’s not right; it can’t be that simple."

Owen, too, was alert and somber.

The Spectral Shadow Fiend couldn’t have been so easily vanquished.

After all, it was a grandmaster-tier Demon!

Contrary to expectations, the Spectral Shadow Fiend did not turn to ash.

Instead, its resentnt and dark power grew stronger in the inferno of the flas, as if drawing strength from the fire itself.

As the last wisp of smoke was swept away by the wind, the figure of the Spectral Shadow Fiend reford.

It appeared more sinister than before, surrounded by swirling black mist, as if corroding the very air around it.

Its eyes flared with a red, malevolent glint, and the corners of its mouth curled up slightly.

"Very good, very good, very good..." it repeated thrice.

The black protodragon felt an ominous sense growing.

"It’s over, this is the true form of a Demon. It has now fully beco a grandmaster."

Owen’s pupils contracted to pinpoints as he sensed an overwhelming force bearing down on him.

"The flas of the Gold Divine Dragon are indeed extraordinary, refining the impurities in my body and helping comprehend the true essence of a grandmaster," the Spectral Shadow Fiend mused, lifting its withered hand as if admiring a piece of art.

"Is this what it feels like to wield power?"

Suddenly, the Fiend extended its hand toward the black protodragon.

"You’ve been quite noisy. I’ll kill you first."

Stepping into the grandmaster-tier seed to have altered its consciousness; it was no longer as wildly aggressive as before, but instead carried an air of indifference.

Only Owen understood the tempest hidden beneath this calm.

Any eruption from the Fiend now would be a thunderous strike.

The black protodragon’s face slightly changed, and it twisted its body, attempting to escape.

But the Spectral Shadow Fiend was faster, its claw stretching out like rubber, capturing the black protodragon effortlessly.

With a grave face, the black protodragon gritted its teeth and said, "Owen, you have only fifteen minutes. If you cannot overco it, find a way to escape. After fifteen minutes, this world will collapse, and everything will be buried."

"Seize the right mont, don’t let the Spectral Shadow Fiend escape."

His eyes shone with determination as he fixed his gaze on Owen.

"What do you an?" Owen felt an ominous premonition.

Suddenly, the black protodragon’s body shattered into light, scattering like the wind towards Owen.

Those light particles rged into Owen’s body.

The system notification sounded promptly:

[Congratulations, host, for acquiring the arcana ’Soul-Tethered Bond’ (ti-limited).]

Instantly, Owen’s body transford.

He felt his soul suddenly explode, shattering into countless fragnts that burst into a myriad of light particles.

Such an explosion of the soul should have been agonizing, yet Owen felt nothing, as if he were a re observer watching his own soul detonate.

The soul particles followed his bloodstream into every cell.

His consciousness beca incredibly chaotic, as if he could see the workings and movents of each individual cell.

Then, his consciousness sharply contracted, returning to his physical form.

This ti, however, he underwent a distinct change.

He felt his body’s sensitivity to the surrounding environnt enhance significantly.

He could sense every fluctuation in the air, inexplicably experiencing a feeling akin to "Omniscience" erging in his heart.

Most importantly, he felt a tighter connection with his own body, and his control over it ascended to a new level.

It seed as if even if he were blasted into a mist of blood, his consciousness could pull it back together.

The Spectral Shadow Fiend watched the black protodragon shatter and noticed Owen’s transformation.

Its blood-red eyes filled with frenzy once more: "Damn it, still trying to resist?"

It launched another assault, its body suddenly dispersing into countless tiny black dots, like a dark curtain of rain assaulting the Gold Divine Dragon.

Owen roared furiously, his wings flapping violently, creating whirlwinds in an attempt to scatter these dark particles.

The Fiend’s mode of attack was bizarre and ever-changing.

The black dots gathered and dispersed unpredictably in the air, continuously morphing.

At tis they ford sharp arrows of shadow, and at others, they turned into tentacle-like appendages, seeking to entangle the Gold Divine Dragon.

Owen’s combat instincts allowed him to remain calm amidst the chaos.

His golden scales shimred in the dark night, each movent stirring up golden tempests that tore through the darkness and repelled the Spectral Shadow Fiend’s attacks.

Their battle turned brutally intense.

Rocks in Loka City were shattered, and the ground was marked with countless deep fissures.

The air was filled with sparks from colliding energies, and thunderous explosions sounded continuously.

The sky itself seed to be torn apart by their combat, with black fissures appearing, emitting intense void-like spatial energy.

The Spectral Shadow Fiend’s eyes flickered with unstable red light, suppressing its fury, almost spitting out through gritted teeth, "Hope, you bastard, you actually want to drag down with you."

Owen also noticed the cracks in the sky.

This world was collapsing, and every creature within it faced imminent destruction, even the ghosts of the Ambition Army.

He recalled the black protodragon’s words and realized their aning.

"Still fighting? Run now!" the Spectral Shadow Fiend roared at Owen, frustrated by his relentless, fierce attacks.

Owen, recalling the black protodragon’s determined gaze, responded with a light laugh, "I haven’t had enough yet."