Blazing Dragon Venerate: Who Was the True Dragon!
The originally chilling and biting wind was completely evaporated in that instant.
The bones on the ground began to smoke and turn charred.
A colossal Flame Giant Dragon, a full 150 feet long, roared out of the void. Its entire body was covered in glass-like crimson scales, each burning with an inextinguishable True Fire. In its golden dragon eyes flowed a majesty that scorned all living beings.
The true might of the dragon has descended.
What is meant by "dimensional reduction attack"?
That's it.
When the massive body of [Blazing Dragon Venerate] hovered in mid-air, the Bone Dragon Legion, which had been so imposing and like a falling meteorite, suddenly came to an abrupt halt in mid-air, like chicks being choked.
But the brakes came too late and too suddenly.
The dozen or so Bone Dragon at the forefront, unable to stop themselves due to inertia, crashed headfirst into the domain of True Fire surrounding the Blazing Dragon Venerate.
He didn't even have time to scream.
"Puff, puff, puff!"
A few soft sounds.
Those bones, as hard as iron and capable of withstanding the bombardment of Spirit Artifact, melted and vaporized instantly upon contact with the Glazed True Fire, like a block of wax thrown into a furnace.
The black-armored knights on their backs fared even worse. The death energy within them was already suppressed by the extremely yang and powerful flames, and now they were like powder kegs meeting a spark, spontaneously combusting on the spot and turning into fireballs that fell to the ground.
"Roar--!"
The Blazing Dragon Venerate did not rush to start a massacre.
It hovered low in the sky, its enormous dragon head approaching the leading dark Gold Bone dragon, spewing two visible pillars of fire from its nostrils, which landed squarely on the leader's face.
That's it?
A voice filled with mockery and disdain exploded in everyone's minds.
That was the voice of the Blazing Dragon Venerate.
"They just cobble together a frame from a few rotten bones, stuff it with some cheap will-o'-the-wisps, and dare to call themselves Dragon Clan?"
Did you obtain True Self permission?
The leader on the back of the dark Gold Bone dragon was no longer as arrogant as before.
The bronze Mask on his face was heated to a bright red by the high temperature, making a sizzling sound and burning his skin, but he dared not move.
Because the dark Gold Bone dragon beneath his feet, this Undead Creature that was said to possess the strength of a half-step Martial King, was now like a frightened dog, lying trembling in the void, its soul fire in its eye sockets flickering violently, at risk of being extinguished at any moment.
This is an absolute suppression originating from the depths of one's bloodline.
A true dragon and a false dragon are worlds apart.
"Who... who are you..." The commander's voice was hoarse, and his hand holding the spear trembled uncontrollably.
"I am your ancestor!"
The Blazing Dragon Venerate was clearly hot-tempered and didn't bother with any nonsense.
It opened its enormous mouth.
It wasn't an Ordinary Grade exhale; he took a deep breath.
The fire Spiritual Qi within a hundred miles around it gathered wildly, compressing into a dazzling white sphere of light in its mouth.
"Glazed Dragon Breath!"
Boom--!
A white beam of light, over ten feet in diameter, swept across the entire sky like an eraser in the hand of God.
There are no fancy techniques, just pure energy release.
Wherever the beam of light passed, neither the Bone Dragon nor the knight was left with ashes; they were directly reduced to the most basic particles.
The once densely packed Bone Dragon Legion was instantly emptied by the sweeping beam of light, with more than half of it gone.
A huge fan-shaped blank space was cleared out of the sky.
The remaining dozens of Bone Dragons that were lucky enough to be on the edge were also shaken by the aftershocks, their skeletons shattering and falling to the ground like dumplings.
On the ground, the Yuan Household family members stared wide-eyed at the sky.
They knew the Divine Lord was very powerful.
I've also witnessed this Flame Giant Dragon unleash its power.
But every time they see it, the visual impact still gives them a profound sense of awe.
This is hardly a battle.
This is clearly a one-sided massacre; it's adults disciplining a bunch of ignorant brats.
"Run! Run!"
The commander finally realized what was happening and let out a piercing scream.
He stomped his foot, shattering the dark Gold Bone dragon beneath him. Using the force of the recoil, he transformed into a streak of blood-red light and fled madly into the depths of the wasteland.
He was scared.
This was simply an existence he couldn't possibly contend with.