Chapter 754: I’m afraid you won’t escape
This was a challenge issued by the Abyssal Dragon, and also his stance.
"Heh, you are a re low-ranking Legendary, yet you dare to challenge ."
"Then I’ll play with you!"
Seadragon Cavalry Regint Commander Thaloryn stood atop the Tidewyrm, harpoon in hand, an expression of condescension on his face.
Thaloryn waved his harpoon, water-aspected transcendent power surging within him. The tsunami beneath him roiled violently, as if brought to a boil.
After a few breaths, massive waves churned, and two Tidewyrms composed entirely of seawater spiraled out from the colossal waves, hovering to Thaloryn’s left and right.
"You wanted to fight, didn’t you? Then let’s fight!"
Thaloryn let out a strange laugh. Riding his Tidewyrm and commanding the water elental Tidewyrm avatars on either side, he swept towards the Abyssal Dragon Xalathar.
Four against one—Thaloryn intended to overwhelm Xalathar and claim a asure of justice for the deceased Seventh and Twelfth Princes.
As Thaloryn approached, the Abyssal Dragon Xalathar imdiately released his Mist Domain, concealing his form.
Within the Mist Domain, Xalathar moved without a trace.
Soon, the sounds of fierce combat and roars echoed from within the dark Mist Domain.
In less than three minutes, a blue barrier rose within the Mist Domain. Seawater from the ocean surface surged back, dispersing all the mist around Thaloryn.
Thaloryn and his Tidewyrm were unhard, but one of his two Tidewyrm water elental avatars was already gone.
As for the Abyssal Dragon, he had been blasted out of the Mist Domain by Thaloryn.
Two new claw marks, deep enough to expose bone, were visible on Xalathar.
Evidently, even with his full strength, Xalathar was no match for Thaloryn.
And Thaloryn wasn’t even fighting in seawater, his advantageous environnt.
"The abyssal aura is indeed ferocious."
Just now, in the Mist Domain, the Abyssal Dragon before him had displayed his berserk side. His unparalleled close-combat power had managed to destroy one water elental avatar despite Thaloryn’s encompassing attack.
One had to know that was no ordinary avatar, but a Legendary-level water elental avatar.
"However, this is where it ends!"
Failing to take down the Abyssal Dragon imdiately, the proud Thaloryn felt he had lost face.
Thaloryn was sowhat annoyed. He decided to kill the Legendary-level Abyssal Dragon before him, right in front of everyone from the Stoneheart Horde.
"Die!"
Two dragon roars sounded as Thaloryn urged his Tidewyrm, pouncing towards Xalathar.
Xalathar, heavily injured, dared not et the enemy’s attack head-on. He could only channel the last of his supernatural power to conjure an Abyssal Fla Bomb and hurl it at Thaloryn.
Unfortunately, Thaloryn swung his harpoon, and a spherical water ball flew out, neutralizing the Abyssal Fla Bomb.
Imdiately after, Thaloryn rapidly closed the distance to the Abyssal Dragon. Just as he was about to slay Xalathar, a powerful sense of crisis welled up in Thaloryn’s heart.
Thaloryn was at Legendary peak; his perception of danger was very acute.
Without a second thought, Thaloryn abandoned his attempt to kill the Abyssal Dragon. Instead, he swiftly raised a water sphere, enveloping himself and the Tidewyrm beneath his feet.
The instant Thaloryn completed this maneuver, two crackling sounds of electricity were heard.
Boom!
Boom!
Terrifying explosions erupted, sending Thaloryn flying.
As for Thaloryn’s other summoned Tidewyrm water elental avatar, it dissipated into a vast expanse of water mist.
In the distance, Thaloryn stabilized himself, the defensive water sphere around him gone. He stared, shocked and uncertain, at the figure standing atop the Abyssal Dragon’s head.
"You are that Giant King?"
Thaloryn gazed at Orion, a growing solemnity in his eyes.
"I am the Giant King, Orion Stoneheart."
"Judging by your tone, you ca looking specifically for , then?"
Orion’s expression was calm; in reality, he had arrived much earlier.
However, Orion had remained hidden nearby. The reason he hadn’t been discovered was that Orion had used his new skill, Ghostly Steps.
Transforming into a ghost and shuttling through the void, it possessed an almost perfect invisibility effect.
It had to be said, the skill description for Ghostly Steps was not an exaggeration in the slightest.
At the very least, Thaloryn, also at Legendary peak, had not sensed Orion’s presence.
Furthermore, Orion had also wanted to observe the Abyssal Dragon Xalathar’s combat strength after his advancent to the Legendary level.
"You got lucky and escaped last ti. I didn’t expect you’d co back to die, did you?"
Orion ignored Thaloryn, his gaze shifting towards the tsunami behind him, where there was an aura Orion found very familiar.
It was the aura of the Seadragon race’s Third Prince, Voryn. Last ti, he had abandoned his companion sea beast to escape with his life.
Being called out, a flicker of fear crossed Third Prince Voryn’s eyes.
However, upon seeing Thaloryn and the Tidewyrm beneath his feet, a surge of confidence welled within his heart.
"Orion, your killing of the Seventh Prince will not end just like this!"
A corner of Orion’s mouth curled up, dismissive of Third Prince Voryn’s words.
"Your Seadragon race invaded my Stoneheart Horde; that won’t end ’just like this’ either!"
"This ti, I’m afraid you won’t escape!"
The Seadragon race’s attitude was arrogant, but Orion was even more so.
Orion saying this in front of nurous Sea Folk warriors and Thaloryn was a statent of his attitude—one of contempt for the Seadragon race.
"Orion, aren’t you afraid your shaless boasts will ultimately co to nothing, leading to humiliation?"
It was Thaloryn who spoke. He and Orion were both at Legendary peak; he couldn’t understand why Orion didn’t even deign to look him in the eye, effectively ignoring him.
Thaloryn raised the harpoon in his hand, making a challenging gesture towards Orion.
Thaloryn wasn’t acting out of rage clouding his judgnt; he knew Orion might be provoking him.
Thaloryn did this firstly because the feeling of being ignored irked him imnsely, and secondly, because his purpose in coming here was to probe the Giant King’s true capabilities.
Therefore, taking action was inevitable.
"I have to say, the Seadragon race’s foundation is indeed deep."
"I just wonder if the Seadragon King’s heart will ache if I kill you two."
Fwoosh!
The trident Fla of Will appeared in Orion’s hand, a crimson fla dancing at its tip, eerie and radiating an oppressive presence.
"Let
see if a powerhouse from the Seadragon race can take one hit from !"
Crackle!
That was the sound of flashing electricity mixing with the tearing of air as the trident lunged forward.
Orion’s figure flashed, appearing like a ghost where Thaloryn had been.
And Thaloryn, like a cannonball, plunged into the sea along with his Tidewyrm.
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