And something transformed from a Dharma Treasure was naturally far more resistant to blows than a true Flood Dragon.
Even so, the arrogant golden Flood Dragon did not have an easy time of it. Its forward-charging momentum was forcibly brought to an abrupt halt by that axe.
"Roar!"
An earth-shaking bellow reached their ears.
The enormous golden Flood Dragon appeared utterly furious. Its two thick foreclaws swept out, fierce light blazing, and a tremendous force erupted with a crash. With a ringing clang, it knocked away the axe that had hacked down onto its head.
Then it flicked its tail, seemingly still intent on charging forward.
"Clank!"
Yet at that very moment, the sound of iron chains shaking reached their ears.
The golden Flood Dragon instinctively tilted its head, and from the corner of its eye, it really did see a pitch-black iron chain coming down over it like a noose.
It could not be called especially fast, but the angle was exceedingly tricky.
The timing had also been grasped to perfection—precisely the instant after it had just knocked away the giant axe, when its old strength had just been spent and new strength had yet to arise. There was nowhere to dodge, and it was caught squarely by the iron chain.
"Roar!"
The dragon cry grew even more mournful.
The golden Flood Dragon naturally could not possibly allow itself to be bound without resistance, and it struggled ceaselessly, shaking its head and whipping its tail.
"Gah-gah!"
But just then, a strange laugh reached their ears. The pitch-black iron chain shook, and pale-white Corpse Fire emerged, following the chain to wrap around the entire golden Flood Dragon.
Fortunately, this was originally a treasure. If it had been a true Flood Dragon instead, it would certainly have been gravely injured; even