Celt asked, "Mr. Prison Warden, do you have a plan now?"
"Let's... let's keep looking!"
Nameless hesitated before replying.
He gritted his teeth and continued reinforcing the Golden Crow Divine Armor, then walked forward step by step. Celt smiled faintly, and each dragon scale on his body began to emit a faint dark green glow as he followed Nameless.
When they reached the end of the passage, a terrifying aura rushed toward them.
Boom!
Fine cracks immediately appeared across the Golden Crow Divine Armor on Nameless's body.
Yet under the replenishment of endless light-element energy, those cracks rapidly healed, only to crack again in an endless cycle.
Celt, who had come with him, was struck by the shockwave as well. It was not easy to withstand the impact of facing two top experts in battle. He had no choice but to take a step back, bracing his massive tail against the wall behind him to steady himself.
They narrowed their eyes and looked ahead. Iron Box and Dark Gate Dragon were moving unbelievably fast. In their eyes, they looked like two masses of pitch-black matter colliding madly. Even the aftershocks gave off intense radiation and black lightning.
Nameless lowered his head and glanced at the ground. The Eyes of Truth had been reduced to a little powder, while the shattered greatsword beside it no longer even had a recognizable shape.
He activated the Camera Eye within his Mutation Eye and looked again at Iron Box and Dark Gate Dragon. Their movements immediately slowed into frame-by-frame motion. Iron Box was clearly at a disadvantage, with numerous damaged areas around the edges of his armor, while Dark Gate Dragon remained completely unscathed.
"Can you tell? Has Iron Box gone mad or not?" he asked loudly, shielding his mouth with one hand.
A