Dragon Owl and Fierce Battle

"Boss, there's a great show to watch over here. Take a look."

A golden figure manifested before Huang Wuye. It was Dasheng, who had just captured a spectacular scene on his detector and couldn't wait to share it with Huang Wuye.

Huang Wuye followed his gaze, and in the projection, a battle was unfolding.

The two sides involved were heavy hitters—one could say they were the masters of this Paradise.

On one side stood a colossal monster ten thousand meters tall: a Dragon Owl. On the other was an alliance composed of thousands of Rot-Tooth Beasts and several Black Armor Leopards, each thousands of meters in length.

For reasons unknown, a battle had erupted between them today, with the alliance of Rot-Tooth Beasts and Black Armor Leopards launching a challenge against the Dragon Owl.

Yes, a challenge. Although the Rot-Tooth Beast swarm and the Black Armor Leopards held an absolute advantage in numbers, no one who saw that ten-thousand-meter-tall, cold-blooded behemoth born for war would doubt its power.

From the perspective of the detector, the surface of the Paradise—which spanned tens of thousands of kilometers—was densely packed with Rot-Tooth Beasts of varying sizes, their bodies covered in scales, interspersed with the figures of several Black Armor Leopards. They had gathered together in a bizarre display.

Standing in their midst was the ferocious behemoth. It snorted, a sound like a gust of wind, as if expressing disdain for the thousands of little bugs surrounding it. This was a Domain Lord Level 6 Dragon Owl.

Yet, upon closer inspection, its massive pupils were locked onto a single direction, as if something there posed a genuine threat.

Following its line of sight, one could see an oversized Rot-Tooth Beast. It was nearly ten thousand meters long and five thousand meters tall—a Domain Lord Level 6 Rot-Tooth Beast King, the leader of the swarm.

Surrounding it were several Black Armor Leopards of similar size, radiating auras no weaker than the Rot-Tooth Beast King. Their positioning suggested that their alliance with the Rot-Tooth Beasts was not particularly stable.

At that moment, a long howl erupted from the Rot-Tooth Beast King, and the swarm surrounding the Dragon Owl surged into motion.

One by one, the Rot-Tooth Beasts gathered white light in their maws, and in the blink of an eye, a barrage of energy blades resembling silver crescent moons flew toward the Dragon Owl.

From the sky, it looked like a rain of thousands of hundred-meter-wide silver crescent blades hurtling toward the Dragon Owl.

The Dragon Owl seemed unable to react in time; it made no move, and in an instant, the wave of attacks landed on its massive body, enveloping it completely.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sounds were incessant, echoing across the sky like a blacksmith's hammer striking an anvil.

Looking closely, the attacks, despite containing immense energy, only sparked against the Dragon Owl's scales before vanishing like stones cast into the sea.

The Dragon Owl seemed annoyed by these tickle-like attacks. It let out a roar, and its massive body shifted.

A speed completely disproportionate to its size erupted from it. As its giant paws moved, any hundred-meter-sized Rot-Tooth Beast that failed to dodge was trampled into a puddle of flesh. It was like an elephant stepping on a puppy—there was no room for struggle.

Wherever the Dragon Owl passed, corpses littered the ground. Any Rot-Tooth Beast it stepped on perished instantly, and the wind pressure from its claws scraped away a layer of the earth itself.

Seeing that the initial assault had failed, the Rot-Tooth Beast King let out another strange roar.

Dozens of thousand-meter-tall Rot-Tooth Beasts emerged from behind it, each radiating an aura no lower than the Domain Lord level.

They moved on all fours, turning into blurs as they charged at the Dragon Owl. As they ran, they fired silver crescent blades from their maws—blades only a dozen meters wide, yet radiating a terrifying aura. They sliced through the air without making a sound.

As for the Dragon Owl, it was reveling in the midst of the thousands of Rot-Tooth Beasts, as if it had found a fun new toy. Any beast it targeted could not escape its fate.

Whether they fled into the sky, burrowed underground, or tried to dodge, it was useless. Any Rot-Tooth Beast within the Dragon Owl's sensory range could not escape its masterful reaping technique.

The Dragon Owl was truly worthy of being a predator at the very apex of the food chain; it had not a single weakness.

Suddenly, the Dragon Owl, which had been enjoying itself, froze. A faint sense of crisis washed over it.

In a split second, it felt a sting—a tiny, sharp pain, as if it had been pricked by a needle.

Dozens of gashes, each over ten meters long, appeared on its body, and a trickle of blood flowed out. However, the wounds healed almost instantly.

It was the damage caused by the silver crescent blades fired by those dozens of Domain Lord-level Rot-Tooth Beasts. Yet, the damage was clearly insufficient to pose a real threat.

Setting aside the Dragon Owl's monstrous regenerative speed, given its sheer size, this was no different from a tickle.

Clearly, this wave of attacks had achieved nothing but to enrage the Dragon Owl.

"ROAR!" A heaven-shaking roar erupted from the Dragon Owl's throat. It was furious; as a king, it would not tolerate its majesty being challenged. A sonic wave rippled out from its body, and wherever it passed, countless Rot-Tooth Beasts were torn apart.

Evidently, these Universe-level beasts were nothing more than cannon fodder in this battle. They could barely survive in a conflict of this magnitude.

Yet, with their low intelligence, they could only follow their leader's command to act as meat shields to drain the Dragon Owl's stamina. Perhaps they didn't even care; their limited consciousness knew only how to kill and be killed.

After clearing the area with its roar, the Dragon Owl fixed its gaze on the Domain Lord-level Rot-Tooth Beasts that had closed in and surrounded it.

Across the sky and ground, the Domain Lord-level beasts encircled the Dragon Owl, saliva dripping from their maws and creating shallow pits in the earth.

A murderous aura spread silently. As if in slow motion, the Dragon Owl and the Rot-Tooth Beasts moved simultaneously.

A golden domain rose around the Dragon Owl. It lunged at a Rot-Tooth Beast with lightning speed, its front claw swiping out. A bone-cracking sound echoed, and the beast was instantly torn to pieces.

But this slowed the Dragon Owl down just a fraction—a speed difference that the Rot-Tooth Beasts were waiting for.

In an instant, dozens of Domain Lord-level beasts lunged at the Dragon Owl, their gaping maws biting down hard.

The beasts' sharp fangs pierced the Dragon Owl's scales, digging deep into its flesh. But that was all. The Dragon Owl's Golden Law surged, and with a violent shudder of its body, the fangs of all the beasts clinging to it were snapped off. They were sent flying, blood streaming from their maws.

The Dragon Owl turned into a blur, streaking past the recoiling beasts.

The scene seemed to freeze for a moment, followed by a violent gale. The dozens of Rot-Tooth Beasts were shredded like scraps of cloth, carried away by the wind pressure the Dragon Owl had generated.

The Dragon Owl stood alone like a god of war, radiating a chilling aura. Only the smoking wounds on its body remained as evidence of the brief clash.

"ROAR!" Just as the wounds on the Dragon Owl's body were healing and being corroded simultaneously, a roar shattered the brief silence.