Kareks' Body (4)

Metallic Dragon, Celestial Being, and the retinues of the Embers of the Burned Empire clashed with the surging Magic Tide tide.

Suddenly, dazzling light, brilliant magic, and mottled dark clouds intertwined, and winged demons fell like rain, while Celestial Being with pure white wings on their backs also fell from the sky.

"Aww—"

Colossal beasts covered in Metal Scales flapped their wings high in the sky, while Golden Dragon spewed out vast swaths of scorching dragon flames, turning countless demons to ashes.

The Silver Dragon then unleashed a chilling frost that froze everything, rendering the horde of demons immobile.

Around the Metallic Dragon, Wyvern, Flame Wyvern, and other Dragonkin creatures, which are inherently evil and are the Metallic Dragon's enemies, fight alongside it. There are even enormous White Dragon that rush into the demon horde.

"This is all Faction Contribution and Gold Coin! Let's give it our all, brothers!"

"For the Embers of the Burned Empire!"

"Oh ho ho ho!"

Those tens of thousands of elite players either rode Wyvern, used flight spells, or even launched themselves out of the sky with catapults, engaging in a fierce battle with the demons high in the air.

In an instant, thousands of demons fell from the sky, but even more winged demons emerged from the chaos and, under the control of Jierlazarax, rushed toward the Red Dragon.

"Kill them!"

"Sweep away all bastards that stand in the way of the Great Abyss's resurgence!"

"For the Abyss!"

The demons' cacophony of screams echoed through the sky, exceptionally piercing.

"Roar--"

However, at that moment, a loud dragon roar pierced the sky.

Keosius flapped his wings, creating a scorching gale, and a cataclysmic Fire Storm swirled around him for hundreds of meters, devouring tens of thousands of demons in the vicinity.

"Boom--"

Twelve more thick, blazing pillars of fire shot out, intertwining and sweeping away the dark mass of demons in front of the Red Dragon.

Melted limbs and charred torsos fell from the sky, the air thick with the smell of sulfur.

Amidst the lava-filled ruins of the mountains, Singo, Steamed Bun, and the others were stealthily making their way through the devastated valley in stealth mode.

"Damn, Xin Gou, you're really going to fight that thing? Is this dragon really for us to fight? Do you think I can even break its scales if I keep attacking for half an hour?"

Steamed Bun couldn't help but lower his voice, tugged at Singo's sleeve, and pointed to the dark red dragon that coiled in the distance like a winding mountain range.

"You're making a fuss over nothing."

Since the boss is there, it's meant for us to fight, so it must have weaknesses!

And guess how much experience this guy can bring us?

Singo couldn't help but lick his lips, his words still radiating confidence.

His defeat in the dueling tournament made him realize that to Contend Against the monsters that those big guilds had poured all their resources into cultivating, he had to take an unconventional approach! Tian Sheng Zhan Kong stroked his bald head, which was covered in patina, and grinned excitedly, revealing a mouthful of yellowed fangs. "This is the fun of the game!"

To challenge seemingly invincible monsters, to charge at colossal beasts as large as mountains—even death would be worthwhile!

Xia Ye Qiuyu, standing beside her, nodded slightly, her golden eyes gleaming with a smile, "Perfect, I also want to test the power of the Dragon Pact Spell."

Thinking of the latest video material, Steamed Bun had no choice but to grit his teeth and say, "Okay, let's go!"

But we need at least a plan, right? A dragon that big could probably wipe us all out with a sneeze.

"Heh, did you think I didn't have a contingency plan specifically for this kind of big boss?"

Singo mysteriously pulled a metal ball from his Dimensional Bag. It was covered with chaotic and complex patterns, and had a red exclamation mark on the outside.

"This is the kind of thing you need to fight against such a gigantic boss."

"Smack!"

Singo patted the metal ball in his hand, and it immediately flashed a red light, a symbol of danger.

Steamed Bun stared curiously at the metal ball, and a dense array of information immediately appeared on the panel.

Magic Forbidden Bomb

Quality: Rare

Synopsis: The magical effects in this world are incredibly diverse. When they come into contact or collide, they can produce unexpected consequences. As a result, many magical taboos have arisen—such as two Dimensional Bag nested together.

But the audacious Starfallers didn't care about any of that. They combined dozens of highly destructive spells together to create a devastating bomb, the creator of which had no idea what terrible consequences it would produce.

"Art is an explosion! — Carter, the Church of the Machine God Bomb Monk."

Upon seeing this, Steamed Bun broke out in a cold sweat and quickly blocked Singleo's hand from striking him again.

"Damn it, Xin Gou, take it easy. Don't blow up the place. I don't want to get wiped out by my own team before I even get to the boss."

Singo waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

The plan is simple: you, War Maniac Bro, and Qiu Yu will be responsible for attracting the boss's attention and drawing the fire of the nearby demons. As for me..."

He grinned, his eyes flashing with the excitement of an impending adventure. "I'll ride Wyvern and approach its body from behind, then launch a suicide attack!"

Steamed Bun immediately facepalmed. This was indeed a very unique plan, simple and brutal—and as inhuman as ever.

He sighed, "Fine."

"Xin Gou, I may not be human, but you really are a dog. If you waste this opportunity that we risked our lives for, I will definitely make a video and torture you severely."

"It's a deal."

Singo, brimming with confidence, led everyone forward.

There weren't many demons ahead; most of them were gathered in the air in large numbers, avoiding the airspace where the Material Plane legions and demons were fighting most fiercely.

Tian Sheng Zhan Kong raised his hand and lowered his voice. "If we go any further, we'll be in that dragon's territory. We don't know how far its senses can reach, so it's best to be careful."

Xia Ye Qiuyu nodded, then held his staff horizontally to the crowd, its tip emitting light.

Accompanied by various magical lights, spells such as Breath-Holding Spell, Greater Invisibility, and Veiling Spell appeared on the members of the team.

Singo waved gently.

"Go in quietly, don't shoot."

Then, the four members of the team held their breath and cautiously approached the terrifying Abyssal Dragon.

"Call"

The two-hundred-meter-long dark red dragon coiled among the ruins of the mountains, its body undulating like a mountain range, its withered flesh tightly supporting its dark red scales.

With each breath, murky smoke billowed from the gaps in the scales and from the dragon's mouth and nostrils, and even the ground undulated slowly.

The Abyssal Dragon stared intently at the Red Dragon high in the sky, its deep eyes gleaming with a chilling light that made all things tremble—a hatred for the world's order and a fanatical pursuit of the ultimate chaos.

"Keosius, come. Continue the slaughter. You will eventually embrace the Abyss, become my nourishment, and an indispensable part of the world's destruction."

Jierlazarax grinned, revealing a twisted smile, and continued.

"It's time to end this boring game. Oh, and these audacious ants too."

"Boom--"

Gravel and dust flew everywhere, and the ground suddenly cracked open, revealing a spiderweb-like network of fissures.

The Abyssal Dragon slowly rose from the ground, supporting its body on Limbs. Its wings, spanning hundreds of meters, spread out into the sky and then flapped violently.

"Whoosh—"

Suddenly, a howling wind came from the gaps in the tattered wings, a raging hurricane swept across the land, and a chaotic fog rolled out from under the armpits of the Abyssal Dragon.

Tens of thousands more Abyssal Devil emerged from it, flapping their wings wildly in the howling wind, swirling around the Abyssal Dragon like dense dark clouds.

"Holy crap?"

Under the onslaught of that chaotic torrent, Steamed Bun, Singo, and the others who had been lurking were all revealed in their true forms, and all their spells became ineffective.

The aftermath of the bloodshed caused by Jierlazarax alone caused them to suffer from skin ulcers and body aches, resulting in considerable damage.

At this moment, they were only a few hundred meters away from the Abyssal Dragon.

SIngo leaped into the air and immediately activated the mount contract array in his hand. "The boss has spotted us! This is our last chance!"

"Aww—"

Instantly, the Wyvern pierced through space, skimming low into the sky, carrying the knight on its back as it circled high above, traversing the Magic Tide with its superb riding skills.

"Knew!"

Steamed Bun also activated the contract, summoning his Wyvern mount, and charged directly towards the Abyssal Dragon.

"Roar--"

On the ground, the Born Battle Maniac transformed into a giant seven or eight meters tall. His eyes were bloodshot as he roared and strode across the earth, rushing toward the colossal creature.

Flames surged in Xia Ye Qiuyu's eyes as she unfurled the Dragon Wing on her back and flew rapidly in the same direction.

Moreover, even more advanced players appeared around this Abyssal Dragon; a careful count revealed that there were over a hundred of them!

They came from all directions, almost all in small teams, sneaking in to complete the goal of slaying the dragon—among these tens of thousands of elite players, there were quite a few who shared the same idea as Singo.

In an instant, strong six-armed Monk Wall Climbing, kicking up dust and stones; towering Dragonkin Paladin marched with shields, as steady as fortresses; Druid transformed into bears ran wildly across the land, causing the ground to tremble; Arcane Armor spewed brilliant flames from its back as it rapidly advanced. "Charge!"

"Dragon, devour my great eagle!"

"Gentlemen, behold me as I slay the demonic dragon while the wine is still warm!"

"For the Embers of the Burned Empire, charge! Slay this demonic dragon and achieve financial freedom!"

These players, who had already reached an extraordinary level, displayed their unique abilities and launched a siege against the Abyssal Dragon from all directions with their strongest methods.

However, Jierlazarax looked down at them with disdain, his deep voice echoing across the ruins of the wasteland.

"Tiny insects—"

The Abyssal Dragon opened its blood-red maw and let out a Earth-Shattering roar that sent shivers down the spines of the world.

Instantly, the Wyvern plummeted from the sky, arcs of electricity crackling from the surface of its Arcane Armor, and even the raging Barbarian clutched his head and howled in agony.

"You dust-like things have no idea what to do with yourselves—"

Jierlazarax stood on his hind legs, his Dragon Wing spreading out to Sky-Shading, casting a huge shadow that enveloped almost all the players present.

"What a magnificent being I am facing!"

"Buzz—"

The Abyssal Dragon's mountain-like body slowly descended, the terrifying weight of half its body pressing down, its ferocious giant claws slamming into the ground.

"Boom!"

The earth groaned, and dust filled the sky.

The ring-shaped aftershocks spread rapidly from the Abyssal Dragon's center to tens of kilometers away. The fierce winds caused the giant to lean backward, and the entire Anstica Mountains trembled.

"Crunch, crunch"

With a crisp sound, countless spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground, and black and red Chaos Fire spewed out from the cracks.

Boiling magma and scorching pillars of fire shot up from the ground.

"Boom!"

"Damn it, it's this again."

With a mournful wail, the Steamed Bun bun was swallowed by the scorching Chaos Fire before it could finish speaking.

He and the Wyvern beneath him were instantly reduced to charred remains and plummeted to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the dense fog of the Abyss enveloped the Born Battle Maniac running on the ground. His skin festered all over, his legs grew weaker and weaker, and he finally collapsed to the ground with a thud, his flesh decaying and revealing his bare bones.

"The prison bun was defeated in seconds again!"

"Look over there, even War Maniac Bro is lying down! He's such a big meatball!"

"Wow, what kind of craziness is this boss's damage?!"

Chaos Fire raged across the land like a mad beast, burning players to ashes. Thick fog from the Abyss surged between the valleys, reaping lives like a merciless grim reaper.

Hundreds of the most elite players were wiped out in an instant by the aftershocks of the Abyssal Dragon's attack.

"Aww—"

The Wyvern roared and suddenly spun around in the sky, narrowly missing the towering pillar of fire, leaving only a charred mark.

Singo, carrying the Magic Forbidden Bomb, rode Wyvern, soaring through the Abyss fog of the abyss.

With his superb riding skills, which reached +17, he kept getting closer to the Abyssal Dragon while dodging the terrifying aftershocks.

"It will be soon."

Singo was excited, staring intently at the chest of the Abyssal Dragon, his breathing becoming rapid.

He had been observing for a long time and had long since discovered the Abyssal Dragon's weakness: its chest was not covered with scales and had a huge scar that did not seem to have fully healed.

This means that if you fly up to the boss and detonate the [Magic Forbidden Bomb] on its chest, you have a good chance of killing it!

The Red Scale Conqueror traversed the sky filled with Abyss torrents and winged demons, adjusting its position and direction time and again, until it finally discovered an unobstructed path.

"Wyvern, now's the time!"

"Dragon Roar Charge!"

Singo let out a roar.

Without hesitation, he pressed the timer button. The Magic Forbidden Bomb in his arms flashed red and beeped, accumulating terrifying and chaotic magical energy.

The Wyvern beneath it roared loudly, suddenly spread its wings, and swooped down rapidly.

Charge!

Charge! Charge! Singo's heart pounded as various plans flashed through his mind. If he could kill this Abyssal Dragon, he would definitely gain a huge lead.

At this moment, he was even more exaggerated than Don Quixote charging at the windmill, because his target was a high mountain.

In an instant, time seemed to freeze as the Red Scale Conqueror cleaved through the sky, hurtling rapidly toward the chest of the Abyssal Dragon.

"Really."

But Jierlazarax had already spotted him; the Abyssal Dragon was watching the Wyvern Knight with a half-smile, as if observing an ant.

"Overestimating one's abilities."

A deep, dark light shone from those murky eyes.

Singo and his Wyvern were frozen in place, their faces still showing astonishment, before vanishing into nothingness in the next moment.

[Law: Death]

The Magic Forbidden Bomb exploded in mid-air, creating a terrifying spatial wormhole, but it had no effect on the distant Abyssal Dragon.

More than a dozen top players who charged toward Jierlazarax from all directions were simultaneously reduced to dust by this lawful power.