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A kilometer away, dark clouds churned and pressed together like thick ink, swallowing the radiant moon in an instant. High in the heavens, a hideous fissure appeared, as though an invisible giant blade had suddenly torn the sky apart.
Hundreds of clusters of crimson light flickered within that deep rift, like ghost flames from the Nine Hells breaking free of endless shackles.
The second wave of the iron-winged onslaught swept in with bone-chilling night fog, crashing forward like a raging tide.
Just then, the moon hanging high in the heavens was silently swallowed by a thick shroud of darkness.
A piercing, mournful screech tore through the silent night. The Crystal-Winged Dragon Roc's gleaming crown of crystal spikes sliced through layer after layer of clouds like sharp swords, refracting the remaining moonlight into countless razor-edged fragments that showered down upon the world.
This veteran Saint King plunged like a meteor, following a bizarre, sharply angled trajectory that defied the laws of nature.
Brilliant rainbow light burst from the crystal-cluster chain wings on its tail, blazing like a meteor crashing to earth and scorching deep, blackened furrows into the jade-green dome barrier.
That rainbow light contained crystal wind saint flame.
Indeed, this Crystal-Winged Dragon Roc possessed four attributes at once: fire, wind, earth, and crystal.
Chen Hong's gaze sharpened abruptly, and his fingers swept across the spine of his sword like lightning.
In an instant, ice crystals spread wildly across the scorched marks on the dome like crazily growing vines, swiftly forming an ice sword three hundred meters tall, its cold gleam fierce and its presence overwhelming.
Frigid frost and the crystal wings' rainbow flames collided with a thunderous crash, like two raging torrents.
Fire and earth could fuse into crystal, and ice could also