Just as Lin Mo and his group were about to attack the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon, the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon, which had already killed the Thick-Armored Earth Dragon, seemed to sense their killing intent.
He stopped what he was about to eat, and his bloodshot eyes swept over the bushes where Lin Mo and the others were hiding.
Lin Mo subconsciously took a step forward, shielding Ye Lingling behind him.
Ye Lingling reacted extremely quickly, and with a slight movement of her hands, a pink and white begonia flower quietly appeared, along with two bright yellow Soul Ring.
This is Ye Lingling's Martial Soul, Nine Heart Begonia. She is ready to use her healing Soul Skill to support the Charmander at any time.
On the other side, the Charmander let out a low roar, a flash of red light around its body, and its First Soul Ring suddenly lit up. Its entire body seemed to be covered by a layer of flowing flames, and its aura rose steadily.
This is its First Soul Skill, " Flame Charge," but beneath this disguise, the Flame Body and the Flame Charge have already been quietly activated.
Attack, defense, and speed are all enhanced immediately; there are no turn-based restrictions here!
Having just dealt with the Thick-Armored Earth Dragon, the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon was still in its ferocious state. When it saw a tiny creature daring to charge at it under the cover of two humans, it let out a furious roar.
The crimson bone spikes on its back glowed red, and the blood aura surrounding it suddenly intensified. Without dodging or avoiding, its thick Dragon Claw met the Charmander head-on!
"Boom!"
The flames and the blood clashed violently, producing a muffled thud. The shockwave from the collision instantly destroyed all the low-lying vegetation in the surrounding area.
The Charmander paused, sliding back half a step, while the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon also shook its head, revealing several charred marks on the dark red scales covering its claws.
The first clash was surprisingly evenly matched!
A look of disbelief and ferocity flashed in the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon's eyes; it clearly hadn't expected its opponent, who was much smaller than itself, to possess such power.
However, before it could launch another attack, the Charmander's fighting spirit intensified. Without any hesitation, the flames around it surged once more!
Flame Body, enhanced a second time! Flame Charge, unleashed once more!
This time, Charmander was so fast that it almost left afterimages, leaving only a Red trail like a shooting star in the air.
With its attack, defense, and speed all doubled, the Charmander transformed into a real fire meteor, Tackle hard into the chest and abdomen of the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon!
"Bang!"
A thud several times Tackle than before suddenly rang out.
The Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon let out a painful howl as its massive body was violently thrown off the ground, rolling backward and crashing back down, crushing a large patch of bushes.
It struggled to get up, and for the first time, a hint of fear appeared in its blood-red eyes, which were usually filled with murderous intent and ferocity.
The Charmander landed, its tail ablaze with flames, brimming with fighting spirit.
Without the slightest hesitation, he exerted force with both legs again, his figure flashed, and he had already caught up with the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon.
The sheer speed advantage left the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon, which was originally known for its agility, with no way to dodge. It could only roll helplessly on the ground, trying to create distance in this ridiculous way.
Driven to the brink of despair, the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon went completely mad. It let out a mournful roar, and thick, blood-red mist suddenly rose from the gaps in its dark red scales.
The mist carried a scorching aura, and its eyes turned Red —its innate Soul Skill, Burning Blood Boil!
At the cost of burning its life force, its speed and strength also increased significantly. A thick layer of blood-red light covered the surface of its Dragon Claw as it reached out to grab the Charmander.
It looked like it wanted to tear the Charmander in half.
However, just as its momentum reached its peak, the Charmander opened its mouth and suddenly Spit Up out a huge ball of scorching flames that spun violently and continued to expand— Fire Spin!
The Fire Spin, strengthened twice by the Flame Body, is far more powerful in terms of both binding force and temperature than when dealing with those Hundred-Year Soul Beast.
The Bloodline Power that had just ignited on the surface of the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon's body was instantly suppressed by the rotating cage of flames.
It lunged left and right, its Scratch tearing and blood steaming, but it could not break free from the ever-tightening shackles of flame.
The intense heat scorched its scales, making a hissing sound, but no matter how much it struggled, the Fire Spin remained Stability as ever.
Standing behind Lin Mo, Ye Lingling had long forgotten to maintain the Soul Power output of the Nine Heart Begonia.
Those usually calm and even purple eyes were now wide open, filled with disbelief.
Her gaze shifted back and forth between the Charmander and Lin Mo, her red lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.
What happened before her eyes was completely Transcendence her comprehension.
Is this really the same adorable, greedy little guy who usually begs for jerky from her?
How could it possibly unleash such immense power?
Is this still the Charmander she knows? She blinked unconsciously, starting to wonder if she was hallucinating from days of running around.
Not only her, but even Ye Linyuan, who had been hiding in the shadows, ready to step in and rescue her at any moment, was completely stunned.
His raised hand froze in mid-air, the composed smile on his face vanished, replaced by deep astonishment.
He knew that Lin Mo's Charmander Martial Soul was powerful, but he never expected it to be this strong.
Is it possible to compress an 800-year-old Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon into this form using only a century-old Soul Skill and a Self-Created Soul Skill?
This Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon had been so easily slaughtering the Thick-Armored Earth Dragon just moments before, but now it was being chased and beaten like a chicken by the Charmander.
The situation has reversed so completely, it's simply unbelievable!
Inside the arena, the aura of the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon trapped in the Fire Spin visibly weakened, its scales damaged and charred in many places.
At this moment, it had only one thought in its mind: even if it had to burn its life essence, it had to survive. How could it die such a wretched death in this place!
It let out a defiant roar, desperately squeezing out the last of its Bloodline Power. Suddenly, a burst of blood-red light erupted, tearing a gap in the swirling flames, and its massive body staggered out.
However, it was now at its last gasp. Its body was shrouded in a dark blood mist, its movements were sluggish, and although its eyes burned with Rage and madness, they were filled with even more resentment.
The Charmander clearly had no intention of giving the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon any chance to breathe.
Just as the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon broke free of its restraints and had not yet regained its footing, the Charmander transformed into a crimson shadow and rushed towards them.
A metallic silver-white gleam flashed briefly on its right claw, but quickly disappeared.
Soon, the young Dragon Claw's claws were covered with a thick layer of flames, and it slammed straight towards the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon's neck.
"Pfft!"
The Scratch pierced precisely into the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon's vulnerable neck, sending up a trail of blood.
The Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon's massive body stiffened abruptly, and the fierce glint of resentment in its eyes quickly dissipated.
After letting out a short, weak whimper, it collapsed to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.
A bright Yellow Soul Ring slowly condensed above his corpse.
The Charmander shook off the few drops of blood on its claws, and the flames on its tail leaped merrily a few times.
Then it trotted back to Lin Mo's feet, rubbed its head against his trouser leg, and made a "gurgling" sound in its throat, looking like it wanted to be praised.
Lin Mo crouched down, patted its head, and smiled, "Well done."
Meanwhile, Ye Lingling, who was holding the Nine Heart Begonia tightly in her arms, remained frozen in place.
She looked at the lifeless Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon, then at the Charmander Charm at Lin Mo's feet, as if the forceful killing of the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon had nothing to do with it, and her mind went blank.
Is this... is this really the same Charmander she knows, the one that used to fawn over her for the jerky?
The unparalleled brutality he displayed when slaying the Scarlet Blood Lesser Dragon contrasted sharply with his seemingly harmless appearance before him.
Ye Lingling couldn't even connect the two for a moment.
The immense shock caused a crack to appear on her usually calm and composed face, leaving only bewilderment and disbelief.