Battle for the Portal (3)

"Roar!"

"Uncle Yuwen has finally made it out!"

"Worms, wait for your deaths!!"

At last, after spending some time being beaten black and blue, Yuwen finally squeezed out of the portal.

He shot into the sky at once and let out an exhilarated roar.

That roar vented all the fury he had built up from being beaten down this whole time.

No longer forced to passively endure attacks in that cramped space, Yuwen's combat power instantly rose by quite a bit.

Yuwen did not linger near the portal. He flew as far away as he could, intending to draw the two Legends away.

After all, the blue dragon Vito would also have to squeeze out through this portal soon.

Compared to Yuwen, the thick-skinned and durable red dragon, the blue dragon Vito was somewhat weaker in physique and defense. That was why Vito could not serve as the vanguard.

But Vito was powerful as well. Blue dragons possessed many potent spell-like abilities. As long as Vito could squeeze his head out, he could continuously cast lightning-based spell-like abilities to aid the battle.

This had been the battle plan Huo Ling devised before the teleportation began.

Yuwen successfully lured away the two powerful Popes, while the portal soon rippled once more.

Watching this, the Pope of the Thievery God felt his heart sink deeper and deeper.

Before long, another savage, twisted figure appeared within the portal's water-rippled gateway.

A sharp horn stabbed out from the portal first, followed by Vito's snout and his ferocious, gaping maw.

"Another demigod!?" Seeing this, one Cardinal Archbishop felt his breathing grow heavy.

By the time the Pope of the God of War and the Pope of the Dusk God received the message and returned, half of Vito's dragon head and neck had already emerged.

Yuwen