Chapter 740: Ghost Dragon
Few people knew what the scene inside a hurricane was truly like.
It was a disorienting, world-spinning experience, like being swept along in a whirlpool, utterly unable to control one’s own body.
Rumbold, Wyvern King, Little Four, Little Five, Vexis’s Aarakocra, and the eight opposing Legendary-level powerhouses were all drawn into Gustalon’s vortex.
Within the hurricane, everyone was not only subjected to the crushing pressure of the air but also affected by the centrifugal force emanating from the eye of the storm.
Even beings at the Legendary level found it difficult to maintain their footing within this hurricane.
Moreover, the hurricane was laced with Gustalon’s razor-sharp wind blades, which could strike at any mont.
One of the enemy Legendaries advised his comrades, "Everyone, just defend yourselves! Don’t resist! The more you resist, the greater the force against you will be."
Another added, "Yes, move with the whirlwind, and be constantly on guard against sneak attacks to ensure your own safety."
A third chid in, "Such a powerful hurricane—that enemy elental life form definitely can’t sustain it for long."
A fourth declared, "When the hurricane stops, it will be their death knell!"
"Well said! We’ll kill them all then..."
"..."
And indeed, events unfolded much as those enemy Legendary-level powerhouses had predicted.
For Gustalon, newly ascended to the Legendary level, to be able to manipulate the wind elent to create such a massive hurricane and trap over a dozen Legendary-level powerhouses within it was an incredible feat.
Such an exploit also placed an imnse drain on Gustalon.
However, Gustalon, by his own power, had managed to stall the enemy’s advance.
As long as they could hold out until Orion and Leonidas returned, or until reinforcents arrived, this war of attrition could continue.
Outside the hurricane, Vexis, while maintaining the summoning formation, observed the maelstrom. "This elental life form has great potential!"
Her Aarakocra puppet had also been swept into the hurricane when Rumbold’s death ripple had been broken.
At this mont, the only ones protecting her and Lorelia were the few Alpha-level undead and spider guards in their imdiate vicinity.
Precisely because of this, the enemy’s command seed to have spotted a tactical opportunity. Large numbers of Alpha-level powerhouses forcibly broke through the front lines and surged towards the area where Vexis and Lorelia were located.
However, this assault was quickly detected by Fergus, Thundar, and Onyx. They rushed over to join the battle, intercepting the enemy midway.
Fierce combat erupted once more.
This was war; upon eting, life and death were decided in an instant. Sparks and sonic booms continuously exploded, blurring the battlefield and obscuring the outlines of the warriors.
High in the sky, the barrier veiling the heavens remained, still as undisturbed water.
Orion and Kian, like two peerless gods, were locked in a standoff.
Orion’s physique was strong and tall, exuding an aura of savagery and brutality, fierce and awe-inspiringly majestic.
Arch Lord Kian, in contrast, held his lance, his eyes fierce and gloomy, like an evil ghost, staring intently at Orion, as if wishing to swallow him whole.
Orion’s voice was as cold as before, the arrogance in his eyes strikingly evident. "I said, among the Arch Lords I’ve slain, you don’t rank!"
In the fierce exchange just monts ago, Orion had held the upper hand.
Arch Lord Kian had been repelled by Orion twice. Although no grievous harm had been inflicted upon him, it was nonetheless a trampling of Kian’s dignity.
"Sin-laden giant race, I will make you die!" Kian snarled. Though his words were venomous, his face and eyes betrayed no overt sign of anger.
Having advanced to beco an Arch Lord, Kian had lived for many years and experienced countless wars and battles.
He paid Orion’s goading no mind.
Instead, after assessing Orion’s strength, Kian’s expression beca even more resolute, his eyes flashing with a deep, cold light.
Suddenly, Kian strode forward a step, his lance a blur as he feigned an attack, revealing an apparent opening under Orion’s surprised gaze.
When Orion launched an attack targeting this opening, Kian remained chillingly calm.
He thrust his lance forward, opting for an "injury for injury" tactic.
Lance and trident crossed. With two sharp impacts, Orion and Kian both struck each other.
This instantaneous change left Orion no ti to think.
Orion was currently in his Titan Form; his self-healing ability was extrely potent.
Relying on this, Orion had chosen to clash directly with Kian.
However, things were not as simple as Orion had thought.
Did Kian really just want to trade injuries?
Bang!
Arch Lord Kian’s body blurred, and a powerful rebound force erupted, throwing Orion back.
Kian, now so distance away, raised his lance, its tip stained with Orion’s blood.
"Did you really think this was all my strength?"
"What wonderful blood!"
A sinister smile, indicating a successful ploy, spread across Kian’s face. He licked the drop of Orion’s blood from the tip of his lance, swallowing it entirely.
Kian began to chant: "Dragon’s Ghost slumbering in endless darkness, heed my call! With this blood as a dium, I offer your beloved sacrifice! Please descend, Ghost Dragon!"
Awooo!
A dragon’s roar sounded from within Kian’s abdon.
Imdiately after, Kian’s body surged with energy, so dense that it dyed his surroundings pitch black.
Boom!
As his opponent, how could Orion allow such a bizarre transformation to occur right before his eyes?
So, Orion hurled his imnsely powerful trident.
Transcendent power and demonic aura collided, but the forr was quickly annihilated within the latter.
Just as Orion was about to throw his trident again, a series of dragon roars rose one after another, and a Ghost Dragon darted out from Kian.
To be more precise, it was an avatar of a Ghost Dragon.
Nearby, Orion watched the Ghost Dragon, his brow twitching violently.
The Ghost Dragon before him was completely different from Leonidas’s fire dragon avatar.
The Ghost Dragon’s form was more akin to an Eastern dragon from Earth.
However, because it was an avatar, the Ghost Dragon’s entire figure appeared incomplete and blurry.
"Sin-laden giant, your ti of death has arrived!" Kian proclaid with an evil smile, charging towards Orion.
Even before that, the Ghost Dragon had already launched an attack on Orion.
The Ghost Dragon rely let out a roar, and Orion felt an illusion of being imprisoned.
Fortunately, it was rely an illusion.
However, Kian, after his evil smile, had eight more indistinct creatures erupt from his abdon.
Those creatures were filled with an evil aura, but they did not attack Orion.
The eight demon creatures took up positions in eight directions, completely surrounding Orion.
The next mont, a pitch-black barrier appeared, trapping both Kian and Orion within.
Kian cackled, "In this barrier, with the Ghost Dragon assisting , let’s see how you escape with your life! Hahaha..."
Just as Orion was preparing to sacrifice his legendary equipnt, the [Titan Emblem], to gain even greater power, the Ghost Dragon also struck.
The Ghost Dragon opened its massive jaws and bit down.
Orion was not injured; the Ghost Dragon also ca to a halt directly in front of him.
However, Orion found himself completely immobilized.
Orion’s body, his spirit, even his very soul—all were imprisoned.
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