The battle between Woerta and the Seventh Pharaoh King had lasted a full five years.
When five years had passed and the Seventh Pharaoh King still had not completely eliminated this Level-7 master and servant pair, he began to sense that something was amiss.
He was the Seventh Pharaoh King of the Minghe Empire, an existence even stronger than the Eighth Pharaoh!
Under normal circumstances, the Seventh Pharaoh King's Combat Power stood at the Level-8 Mid-Stage. Once he released his self-seal, he could contend with a Level-8 Late-Stage creature.
And yet, with such formidable strength, he had failed to crush the will of a Level-7 Dominator within five years?!
Standing atop the Fanged Evil Dragon's back, Woerta once again charged fiercely at the Seventh Pharaoh King.
In that instant, the dragon lance in his hand transformed into pure power of laws, while Woerta and the Fanged Evil Dragon entered a mysterious and profound special state.
"That power again!"
"What exactly is this? Is it similar to the monster fusion of our Minghe Empire?" Watching Woerta charge at him once more alongside the Fanged Evil Dragon, the Seventh Pharaoh King could not help cursing.
In fact, the state Woerta and the Fanged Evil Dragon were in had a technical term in the Wizard World: "Man-Dragon Unity."
It represented a Dragon Knight and his mount reaching a state of utterly selfless cooperation.
You were within me, and I was within you; the two were one.
There were countless Dragon Knights in the Wizard World, yet those who could truly reach the realm of Man-Dragon Unity were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
And those who had achieved the degree of fusion Woerta and the Fanged Evil Dragon possessed were unprecedented!
Absolute trust and interconnected minds even allowed them to share