Saint-level Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon

"It seems I've come to the right place."

Linley flew in the air, with Beibei standing on his shoulder.

Down below.

A giant bear, over ten meters tall with black fur mixed with purple stripes, let out a roar toward the sky.

Opposite the black bear, a draconic magical beast over three meters tall and ten meters long, its spine covered in sharp spikes, crouched low in a standoff.

"A Purple-Striped Black Bear and a Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon; both are level nine magical beasts, and definitely the strongest of their kind."

Doehring appeared from the Coiling Dragon Ring, looking at the two beasts below with a hint of surprise.

"Level nine magical beasts?"

Linley looked down at the two beasts, his brows arching involuntarily.

After his Dragon Transformation, he possessed the strength of a peak level nine, and he had even grasped a sliver of the laws.

The two level nine magical beasts below were the perfect whetstones for him.

"Beibei, go hide to the side for a moment." Linley turned his head to speak to Beibei on his shoulder, "I want to have some real fun with these two."

As Linley spoke, he had already begun to fly downward.

"Roar~"

"Graa~"

Linley's descent from the sky startled the two beasts that had been locked in a standoff.

The Purple-Striped Black Bear and the Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon both turned around, eyeing Linley with vigilance.

The moment Linley landed, Beibei leaped off his shoulder and hid in a large tree nearby.

"Well then." Linley cracked his neck, a smile curling at the corners of his mouth, "Are you two planning to come at me together, or should I take you out one by one?"

Linley's voice was low; having been in constant combat for the past five months, he had accumulated a heavy aura of ferocity.

Opposite him, the Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon and the Purple-Striped Black Bear both couldn't help but take two steps back.

The warlike bloodline of the Dragonblood Warrior was influencing Linley.

Battle, blood—these were what Linley loved most.

"Swish~"

Seeing that both magical beasts had thoughts of retreating, Linley's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

"Bang~"

The next moment, Linley appeared before the Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon, his Black Iron Heavy Sword raised high and crashing down onto the ridge of the dragon's back.

Sparks flew everywhere.

Even though the Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon was the most defensive of the draconic magical beasts, the ridge of its back was sent flying high into the air.

"Graa~~~"

Though the ridge had been sheared off, the Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon felt no pain, but it now viewed Linley as a provocation—an opponent that needed to be killed.

The dragon's tail whipped toward Linley with a whistling sound, and Linley raised his Black Iron Heavy Sword to block it.

"Bang~"

"Crack~"

A crisp sound came from the Black Iron Heavy Sword, and the immense force transmitted to Linley, sending him sliding backward.

"Clatter~"

By the time Linley steadied himself, the Black Iron Heavy Sword in his hand had shattered into pieces that fell to the ground.

"It seems I need a better weapon." Linley shook his head with a touch of regret, "But for now, I think my bare hands should be enough to deal with you."

Linley formed his hands into claws, the golden scales on his fingertips glinting coldly under the sunlight.

"Roar~"

The Purple-Striped Black Bear, which had been watching from afar, let out an angry roar and charged toward Linley as well.

"Graa~~"

The Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon also hissed, opening its maw as a pitch-black ball of light began to condense.

"It looks like you two are planning to team up?"

There was no fear on Linley's face; instead, he appeared somewhat excited.

"It seems Linley's fate with these two is truly profound!" Inside the System Space, Lin Ke sipped his cola while watching the battle outside.

In the original story, the reason Linley was able to awaken his Dragonblood Warrior bloodline was by drinking the blood of a Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon.

And the reason he was able to drink the blood of a level nine magical beast was because a Purple-Striped Black Bear and a Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon had killed each other.

The Magical Beast Mountain Range was vast, but Lin Ke really didn't think it would be such a coincidence to find a second pair of mutually hostile Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon and Purple-Striped Black Bear.

"Roar~"

"Roar~"

"Hahahaha, exhilarating, truly exhilarating~"

Linley's cheers, along with the roars of the Purple-Striped Black Bear and the Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon, echoed throughout the mountain forest.

The area for several miles around had become the battlefield for Linley and the two Magic Beasts.

A battle between three level-nine combatants was enough to slightly alter the terrain of the entire region.

Nearby Magic Beasts were now fleeing frantically in all directions.

Beibei had already switched trees several times, but it wouldn't take long before each one was destroyed by the three-way battle.

Doehring remained inside the Coiling Dragon Ring, yet he could still sense the changes in the outside world.

To call it a battle between Linley and the two Magic Beasts was more like Linley toying with them.

A peak level-nine Dragonblood Warrior who had also gained insights into the Laws.

Even if it was only a tiny fraction of understanding, it was absolutely something the two Magic Beasts could not resist.

"As expected, Grandpa Doehring was right." Linley's figure flickered as he kicked the Purple-Striped Black Bear in the head. "Saint-level, only the Saint-level can make me feel threatened now."

Thinking of this, Linley lost all desire to continue the fight.

"In that case." Linley looked at the fallen Purple-Striped Black Bear. "I'll have to ask you to die."

"Bang~"

As the words fell, Linley slammed a fist into the Purple-Striped Black Bear's head.

"Roar~"

The Purple-Striped Black Bear's roar had weakened significantly compared to the beginning.

It could feel that the gap between itself and Linley was simply too vast.

Even joining forces with its old rival, it was absolutely no match for him.

To stand a chance, the only way was to reach the Saint-level!

Thinking of this, the Purple-Striped Black Bear looked toward its old rival.

Not far away, the Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon was already lying on the ground, blood gushing from its mouth.

Being able to beat the Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon, which possessed the strongest defense, to this state was enough to prove the power of Linley's attacks.

"Roar~"

The Purple-Striped Black Bear mustered all its remaining strength and let out a furious roar.

To Linley's ears, this was merely a meaningless roar from a Magic Beast.

However, to the ears of the fallen Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon, it was something entirely different.

"Sartius, I have won our rivalry after all. Remember, you must kill this guy, you must kill him."

The already severely wounded Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon struggled to turn its head to look.

The next moment, a flash of black light struck, landing right into the Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon's mouth.

A massive surge of magic power instantly swept through the surroundings, and Sartius felt nothing but endless darkness enveloping him.

"This is actually quite interesting."

Linley stepped on the Purple-Striped Black Bear's head, watching the changes occurring in the Spiked Back Iron Armored Dragon in the distance.

Just now, the Purple-Striped Black Bear had used its final ounce of strength to extract its own Magic Core and toss it to the other.

Although Linley saw this, he did not intervene.

Going out to challenge a Saint-level Magic Beast directly was still too dangerous for him.

While he was confident in his strength, he wouldn't risk his life foolishly.

But, what if it were just a newly ascended Saint-level Magic Beast?

Linley felt that perhaps he could give it a try.

Sartius had already been on the verge of breaking through.

Now, with the aid of the Purple-Striped Black Bear's Magic Core, his aura began to skyrocket.

In just a few breaths of time, Sartius's aura stabilized.

His body, which had been lying on the ground, slowly began to float upward.

"Dragon-man, are you prepared to be killed by the great Sartius?"