Legendary "Battle" (End)

Innate Legendary Magic—Molten Blazing Flame!

This was Aimoda-Flameclaw's trump card, as well as the Legendary Red Dragon's strongest and most intimidating final resort. Although Punk felt that something was off, basic caution still compelled the caster to hide behind layers of spell protection and watch the searing sphere of energy in the dragon's mouth.

It was condensed Fire Element Law, an ode blazing with scorching heat. Even from hundreds of thousands of meters away, even though the dragon's Innate Legendary Magic had not yet been completed, Punk could feel heat waves rolling toward him as though they could scorch the soul itself.

"Does this guy really have the ability to cast a Legendary Magic?"

Squeezing out a little more time to create a Sighing Barrier in front of himself, Punk also doubted Aimoda's self-proclaimed invincible power.

He still remembered the sorry state he had been in while practicing Legendary Magic thousands of years ago. Punk had an especially deep impression of the terrifying power of Legendary Magic, power so immense that a single strike could destroy an entire nation. Everyone knew that Legendary Magic possessed strength describable only as "disaster," but how many people could imagine just how difficult it was to master one?

And looking at Aimoda's grievous injuries now, with half his body blown apart... Punk asked himself honestly: if he had suffered wounds this severe, he certainly would not try to cast a Legendary Magic to "commit suicidal stupidity."

"So... are you truly an unbelievable genius, Lord Molten Ripper? The answer will soon be revealed."

Narrowing his eyes slightly as he watched the dragon, whose mouth was spraying blazing light, Punk muttered thoughtfully to himself.

Regardless of what Punk thought, Aimoda-Flameclaw appeared to have made up his mind. The scorching sphere of Innate Legendary Magic energy had