Hermione and Professor Babbling, standing in the distance, were completely dumbfounded.
Ranrok, who had transformed into such a terrifying dragon by fusing Ancient Magic energy, was this all he was compared to Draco?
Is it just a show of force, actually all bark and no bite?
The two shook their heads vigorously, dismissing the idea. No, if Ranrok's power was real, then it could only mean one chilling reason—
Draco's power far surpasses that of Ranrok, who has fused with Ancient Magic and transformed into a dragon!
This realization shocked the two of them!
However, their shock was far from over.
Draco did not pursue Ranrok, who had escaped into the energy core. Instead, he waved his wand, pointing it towards the entrance of the Repository.
"Rally, warriors!"
The two rune warriors lit up again, and simultaneously pulled the greatswords stuck in the rock from the ground.
Then, their enormous bodies suddenly lifted off the ground and Depulso towards Draco like two flying mountains.
Finally, they landed steadily beside him, one on the left and one on the right, kneeling on one knee and awaiting his command.
Draco then pointed the Watcher once again at the Fiendfyre in the center of the Repository, which was constantly devouring emotional energy.
" Fiendfyre - Shape! Fire Dragon - Strike!"
The raging Fiendfyre at the bottom of the pit seemed to have heard the king's command, and began to churn and coalesce violently.
The flames twisted and stretched in the air, gradually transforming into a majestic Chinese dragon!
This Fiendfyre Chinese dragon is entirely crimson gold, its scales composed of the purest flames, and sparks fly as its whiskers flutter.
A pair of dragon eyes burned with golden divine fire, exuding the majesty and domineering aura of Eastern mythology.
That's not all!
He pointed the tip of the " Watcher's " staff at the two kneeling rune warrior colossi beside him.
He moved his hands rapidly, channeling the immense magical power within him, attempting to fuse the two rune warriors beside him.
"In the name of protection, with the power of antiquity... Fusion!"
Then, under the almost glaring eyes of Hermione and Professor Babbling, the two enormous rune warriors began to slowly approach each other!
The moment their bodies touched, they began to merge!
The Mithril skeleton, the heavy armor, the complex runes... everything was reconstructed and reassembled by the power of Ancient Magic, breaking the boundaries of physics!
The light faded,
A super rune war god that is nearly twice as tall as any of the previous ones, with a more complex and majestic design!
Its mere presence, radiating an aura of power, seemed to lessen the tremors throughout the entire cave.
As if sensing something, the Fiendfyre Dragon let out a silent roar, circled, flew to Draco's side, and lowered its flaming head.
Draco glanced at the two figures behind the door in the distance, so tense they almost forgot to breathe, and a smile appeared on his lips.
Then he did something that made your heart stop.
He actually touched his own chest lightly with his wand!
"Guardian spirit, be with me!"
The Fiendfyre Chinese dragon roared to the sky, its voice shaking the heavens.
A flash of light!
Draco vanished from his spot in an instant!
No, it's not disappearing, but... merging in!
Then, amidst Hermione and Professor Babbling's hearts nearly stopping and their completely blank stares,
The next second, the Super Rune Warrior's eyes shone with a dazzling golden light. It leaped into the deep pit and landed steadily on the back of the flying Fiendfyre Chinese Dragon.
One person, one armor, one dragon—a trinity!
The rune warrior riding the Fiendfyre swooped down like a falling meteor, carrying the momentum of destruction, towards the Ranrok Core, which was frantically absorbing energy!
When Ranrok sensed that terrifying aura, his actions of greedily absorbing energy instantly stopped.
Its enormous energy core trembled violently, and its once arrogant red light now appeared so dim.
fear!
An unprecedented fear froze its soul!
It gazed at the figure riding a fiery dragon, clad in heavy golden armor, and only one thought occupied its mind:
This is not a battle, this is a trial!
I am the prey, he is the hunter!
He retreated frantically, his energy becoming chaotic, his previous arrogance and madness completely replaced by despair.
In the distance, behind the giant gate.
Hermione covered her mouth tightly with her hand to prevent herself from making any sound that might disturb Draco.
But her eyes were wide open, her pupils reflecting the breathtaking scene in the air that made her soul tremble.
The God of War rides a dragon, reigning supreme over the world!
Hermione stared at the figure, her heart pounding wildly, her cheeks burning, and she screamed inwardly over and over again:
... So handsome! Absolutely so handsome! There's no one more dazzling than him in this world!
Professor Babbling's reaction was similar...
It's just that there's no blushing or heart-pounding feeling like a young girl's...
Draco tossed the massive sword behind him with one hand.
Riding the Fiendfyre, he approached the black and red energy cluster that was frantically devouring energy, like the Grim Reaper descending.
There was no panic in his eyes, only a playful, cat-and-mouse mentality and an absolute confidence of control.
Ranrok's current state can only be described as "morbid." He is like an addict, recklessly swallowing the ancient emotional energy overflowing around him.
The dark red light surged wildly into its core, causing its body to expand continuously and emit a greedy hiss, as if it could return to its peak if given just one more second.
However, Draco's imminent murderous intent forced it to abruptly end this lavish feast.
As Draco closed in again, Ranrok was horrified to find that the surrounding energy field had been forcibly severed. It had no choice but to give up absorbing the energy and turned into a streak of light, fleeing into the distance.
"Trying to run?" Draco sneered, lightly squeezing his legs against the dragon's belly. The Fiendfyre let out a deafening roar, flapped its wings, and its speed instantly increased, tightly chasing the fleeing black and red figure.
This scene left Hermione and Professor Babbling, who were hiding in the distance, completely dumbfounded; their jaws nearly dropped to the floor.
They had imagined intense magical duels, but they had never seen such a one-sided "chase," much less someone turn a dragon-slaying scene into a street chase.
Is this... this unfolding scene something they can watch for free?
"Hey! Why are you running away? Weren't you just threatening to tear my mouth apart? Why aren't you even turning your head now?"
Draco's mocking voice was amplified by magic.
"Put down your knife if you dare! Let's have a fair fight!" Ranrok's panicked and furious scream rang out.
"Puff..."
Draco was amused by this outrageous request.
Even Hermione and Professor Babbling, who were tense in the distance, were taken aback by this sudden change in style.
The originally tense and terrifying atmosphere of the final battle was turned into a comedy scene by the two of them's banter.