Rodan's body suddenly turned to the right just before the light beam arrived, like a top spinning rapidly in the air.
His wings closed and opened as he rolled, closing and opening again. Each opening would give him an extra thrust, making his rotation speed faster and his trajectory more unpredictable.
Dragon Ancestor's breath grazed the edge of his left wing and scorched a few scales, but did not hit any vital points.
Rodan stabilized its body during the roll, then suddenly spread its wings and crashed towards Dragon Ancestor.
His wings are narrowed back to reduce air resistance. His claws are folded on both sides of the body, with the tips facing forward, like several daggers held together.
He bumped into Dragon Ancestor. His claws pierced Dragon Ancestor's chest, piercing through the gaps in the scales, piercing the flesh, and pressing against the ribs.
His claws opened at the moment of penetration, fixing Dragon Ancestor.
When his head collided with it, he pecked downwards, like a raptor, his sharp beak pecked at Dragon Ancestor's neck.
Dragon Ancestor's neck was clamped, and the sharp claws pierced his scales.
Dragon Ancestor had an expressionless face, as if the claws and beaks that pierced his scales were just mosquito bites. His body began to glow.
The golden, silver... light emitted by the seven heads at the same time seeped out from the gaps in his scales, blurring the outline of his body.
The light gets brighter and brighter, from bright to dazzling.
Rodan's pupils shrank suddenly.
He wanted to loosen his claws and run away, but before he could pull his claws out of Dragon Ancestor's scales.
The spherical energy impact was released from Dragon Ancestor's body. It was not from a certain point, but spread outward from his entire body at the same time.
The diameter of the light ball expanded by hundreds of meters at that moment, engulfing Rodan entirely. It was not an explosion, but an impact, pushing Dragon Ancestor's body outward.
Rodan's body was bounced away from Dragon Ancestor's body, rolling in the ball of light, and was pushed outward by the irresistible force.
The edge of the light ball began to shrink after expanding to the limit, shrinking from hundreds of meters to tens of meters, shrinking from tens of meters to several meters, and then extinguished.
Rodan fell again.
His body fell from a high altitude, like a stone thrown off a cliff, so fast that the air was torn in front of him, emitting a sharp sonic boom.
His wings hung weakly on both sides of his body, and several holes were burned through the wing membranes. Through those holes, the earth below could be seen.
"Little Rodan." King Ghidorah's voice sounded in his consciousness.
Rodan opened his eyes suddenly. He found that he was still falling.
His wings opened suddenly, flapped with all his strength, and stopped suddenly at a low altitude very close to the ground.
His body continued to slide forward for a while under the influence of inertia, and he stabilized after breaking several trees.
"My king... I..." Rodan's voice sounded like "I have embarrassed the king".
"Come back." King Ghidorah said.
Rodan lowered his head, flapped his wings and flew back behind King Ghidorah.
King Ghidorah flew forward. His three heads were raised high, and six golden vertical pupils looked down from the sky at the giant dragon with more heads than him and with scales of many colors.
Dragon Ancestor raised his head and looked at the giant beast flying towards him.
He reported the existence of King Ghidorah to Administrator, and heard the description of King Ghidorah from Administrator.
But description is abstract, seeing it with your own eyes is concrete.
Specifically, his scales will tighten slightly when King Ghidorah approaches, and the pure energy around him that has been compressed to the extreme will shrink involuntarily in front of King Ghidorah's breath.
"Junior." Dragon Ancestor spoke.
His voice came from all his heads at the same time, overlapping in different tones and timbres, echoing in the air.
"Are you King Ghidorah?"
King Ghidorah didn't answer, just looked at him.
"I heard Administrator mentioned you." Dragon Ancestor continued, "I want to know about--"
Before he finished speaking, the two heads on the left and right sides of King Ghidorah moved at the same time.
The neck began to glow golden.
His scales changed from gold to platinum under the light, and the surrounding air twisted in the high temperature.
Golden lightning traveled around his neck, crackling and crackling, breaking the dust and powder floating in the air into smaller particles.
Dragon Ancestor's pupils shrank slightly.
Long's intuition told him that he must be careful.
He relied on his intuition to survive back then. During the war between the three clans and the purge launched by Administrator, it was his intuition that told him when to attack, when to retreat, and when to pretend to be dead.
Intuition had never fooled him, and it didn't now.
Dragon Ancestor The energy around him switched from "condensation" to "explosion" at that moment.
The pure energy floating around him, extracted from the air by him, and compressed to the extreme, spread out at the same time at that moment, forming layers of translucent energy shields around his body.
The thickness of the shield ranges from several meters to tens of meters, and its color ranges from light gold to deep purple. The energy density of each layer is an order of magnitude higher than the previous layer.
Those crystals were suspended around his body and slowly rotating. The tip of each crystal was pointed at King Ghidorah, and a dark golden, magma-like light flowed inside.
Just a little bit of this thing can upgrade a Ninth-Tier Legend strong man to a god. No matter what era it is placed in, it is a treasure that can make all major races rush for it.
But in Dragon Ancestor's case, it's just a consumable that he condenses casually for defense.
Dragon Ancestor is not ready to run.
After all, he has his own integrity. A truly strong man should confront his opponent head-on instead of turning around and running away in front of his opponent.
After living for so many years, he has fought countless battles, won and lost, but he has never surrendered before the battle started.
Several crystals covered the whole body, and strong energy exploded again.
"Is this stacking buffs for yourself?"
King Ghidorah The middle head is slightly tilted.
Two Gravity Beams burst out from the left and right sides of his head at the same time, and golden lightning drew two straight traces of light in the air.
The light hit the illusory shield.
Those energy crystals that were enough to elevate a strong Ninth-Tier Legend to a god, were like paper in front of King Ghidorah's Gravity Beams, shattering layer by layer, with no one able to hold on.
Dragon Ancestor's combat experience allowed him to quickly make a judgment: he couldn't bear it hard, he couldn't bear it.
He didn't hesitate - he disappeared on the spot. It was a folding of space.
He folds the space around his body and teleports himself from point A to point B. It takes no time, just a thought.
Instantly appeared behind King Ghidorah, the eyes of the seven heads lit up at the same time, and beams of light of different colors spurted out from his mouth and blasted towards King Ghidorah's back.
A golden lightning flew over again, not from King Ghidorah's mouth, but from the tip of his tail.
King Ghidorah's tail swung over at the same moment that Dragon Ancestor appeared behind him, and a compressed golden electric ball condensed on the tip of his tail.
The electric ball exploded before it came into contact with Dragon Ancestor's breath, turning into countless tiny golden snake-like lightning chains, intercepting all seven of Dragon Ancestor's breath in mid-air.
Dragon Ancestor transferred again, and his body disappeared and reappeared in the void, appearing on the left side of King Ghidorah.
His heads were running rapidly - he must not be hit by that golden lightning, absolutely!
The energy density of that lightning was much higher than his "Dragon's Wrath", and he felt that if he was struck by it, his skin would peel off even if he died.
How many times can the opponent use this move?
Dragon Ancestor appeared on the battlefield again while thinking, emerging from the right side of King Ghidorah, with seven heads opening their mouths at the same time, preparing to attack again.
King Ghidorah is too lazy to play "whack-a-mole" with the other party.
His wings flapped violently, and his body lifted up from where he was.
A storm formed around his body, starting from nothing and covering the entire sky in just an instant.
Black clouds spread from his body to all directions, faster than his flying speed, shrouding the entire battlefield in a black, rolling and expanding shadow.
Golden lightning flashed through the clouds, ranging from one or two to hundreds and thousands, densely packed and illuminating the entire sky like daylight.
Dragon Ancestor is a little confused.
He has lived for so many years and has seen countless fighting methods... but he has never seen this one - creating a thunderstorm cloud above his head, and then drilling into the cloud.
What is this for?
Several bolts of lightning struck from the clouds, not toward Dragon Ancestor, but toward King Ghidorah.
Golden lightning fell straight down from the clouds and hit King Ghidorah.
Each bolt of lightning left no scar when it hit his scales, but only caused a circle of golden, rapidly spreading ripples on the surface of his scales.
Those ripples penetrated from the surface of his scales, flowed deep into his body along the lines of his scales, and were absorbed by his muscles.
King Ghidorah's body seemed to be glowing, not from the reflection on the surface of his scales, but from the golden light that was about to overflow from his body and was charged by the lightning.
Dragon Ancestor can't understand the other party's operation.
He has lived for so many years, and it's not like he has never seen existences that absorb energy.
But he has never seen someone who can create a storm in battle and then use the lightning in the storm to recharge himself. Is this reasonable?
From the perspective of Dragon Ancestor, it is unreasonable.
From the perspective of King Ghidorah, reasonable.
King Ghidorah flew out of the clouds. The golden light on his body was brighter than before, so bright that all seven heads of Dragon Ancestor narrowed their eyes at the same time.
His three heads turned in the direction of Dragon Ancestor at the same time.
"Hey, who is that--stop hiding."
King Ghidorah's telepathy came down from high in the sky, neither high nor low, speaking neither fast nor slow, with a casual "I've had enough fun" tone.
"If it's a dragon, fight me head-on!"
Dragon Ancestor was silent for a moment.
Good! He doesn't plan to rely on guerrilla warfare anymore. If he wins, he wins, if he loses, he loses. Anyway, he can't afford to lose.
Seven heads raised up at the same time, and lights of different colors lit up deep in the throat at the same time.
He mobilized all the energy that could be mobilized in his body. From the energy accumulated over the long years, he originally planned to keep the reserve energy to deal with more powerful enemies.
He also extracted from the energy crystals floating around his body that had not yet been absorbed, and the pure energy that he had not yet transformed into his own energy - all gathered into the depths of his throat...
Several light beams spurted out from his mouth, and the moment they left the mouth, they merged into a white, dazzling light beam hundreds of meters in diameter that was brighter than the sun.
"Dragon's Wrath", extreme edition!
King Ghidorah did not hide.
His three heads raised at the same time, and the golden light on his body suddenly exploded just before the beam of light arrived.
It didn't come from a certain point, but spread outward from his whole body at the same time - more than a dozen golden lightning burst out from his scales and burst out from the tips of his wings.
Those lightnings weaved into a golden grid in front of him, enveloping Dragon Ancestor's Dragon's Wrath beams of light.
The light beam struggled a few times in the power grid, twisting and tumbling.
Then it broke.
Those golden lightnings were like countless tiny scalpels, piercing through the surface of the light column and cutting it into countless tiny pieces from the inside.
Before Dragon Ancestor's disbelief could show up on his face, those golden lightning bolts did not dissipate after shattering the light beam, but continued to fly forward, hitting Dragon Ancestor's body.
Dragon Ancestor's body froze in the air.
Boom - a huge piece of black coke fell from the sky. It didn't float down slowly, it fell straight down like a stone thrown off a cliff.
When it hits the ground, a deep pit is created, and the edges of the pit roll outward in a radial pattern.
"How... how... possible..." Dragon Ancestor's voice came out from the piece of coke, like a radio that was almost out of power playing the last channel.
"Administrator... you tricked me..."
Dragon Ancestor's voice is getting smaller and smaller, like an oil lamp that is about to burn out and is making its final struggle.