Xilǐ'er's body was gradually solidifying, and so was his consciousness.
Did he really hold out for one minute?
Obviously not.
The other knights and mages, despite their best efforts, only managed to buy half a minute of time, and his final contribution was almost negligible.
So, are dragons truly invincible?
Xilǐ'er felt that his resurrection time was significantly longer than initially expected.
It seems that even a metal body will gradually tire after repeated cycles of death and rebirth.
Feel sorry.
In his delirious state, Xilǐ'er couldn't help but think of the Twin Kings in the distance.
How many times have I disappointed the two emperors?
He was tasked with handling the friction with the Graycast Corridor, but was beaten into amnesia by the medium-sized fortress.
He regained his memories and joined the Dragon-Hunting Expedition, but was unable to bring victory to his lord.
For such a knight, even stripping him of his title and fiefdom would be the lightest punishment imaginable.
Just as Xilǐ'er was about to launch another attack using his last few resurrections, he suddenly sensed an unprecedented Psionic Energy fluctuation.
While in a state of resurrection, he will briefly enter a state of etherealization, during which his soul will have a special sensitivity to Psionic Energy.
Xilǐ'er regained his hearing and heard footsteps echoing around him.
A light entered his consciousness, and Xilǐ'er regained his sight, seeing the powerful knight who had given them a minute's delay.
At this moment, he was not sitting on his mount, but instead taking firm steps as he approached the Blue Dragon that resembled a small mountain.
"Roar!"
The dragon opened its massive jaws and let out a roar powerful enough to shatter the souls of ordinary people.
But the knight remained unmoved; he raised his right hand and shouted loudly:
"Gentlemen, please spare my life!"
The next moment, Xilǐ'er felt his resurrection process regress significantly, and his already thin armor seemed to become even thinner.
However, his regained sight and hearing did not disappear; he could only observe everything happening in front of him in a blurred state.
Countless shimmering fragments gathered in the knight's hand. The knights offered up the Living Metal that made up their bodies, while the mages took out their staffs, which had been imbued with Psionic Energy for a long time and had become one with their bodies.
A massive longsword inlaid with jewels—the medium for casting spells—quickly took shape in the knight's hands.
That was no ordinary longsword; the hilt alone was almost as tall as a knight.
Including the blade, this longsword is almost as long as five people.
In actual combat, such a sword would obviously be of no use.
But it was precisely at this moment that Xilǐ'er realized the true purpose of the longsword—to slay dragons.
The sword was rather short for the dragon's mountain-like body, but it was enough to pierce his skin.
During the formation of the longsword, the Blue Dragon did not choose to stand by and watch, but instead simultaneously activated several powerful Psionic Energy Formula.
Attacks rained down on the knight, but he seemed to have entered a state of ethereal transformation, completely unaffected.
Seeing this, the Blue Dragon took two steps back and simultaneously began to accumulate Psionic Energy for dozens of attack spells.
After a breath, the longsword was fully shaped.
It was a giant sword that could be used as a flagpole if stuck in the ground, its incomprehensible runes and gems flickering with the surge of Psionic Energy.
Despite wielding such a massive sword, the knight's body did not sway in the slightest.
He flicked the longsword with one hand, and the knight's sword lay horizontally beside him.
The next moment, the knight wielding his longsword leaped high into the air and launched his signature leaping slash at the dragon before him.
In actual combat, a leaping attack is not a good choice for a warrior.
Without mastering certain techniques, it's very difficult for someone initiating a jumping slash to change their trajectory in mid-air.
This can easily lead to being targeted by concentrated fire, and that is indeed the case.
The spells that had completed the accumulation of Psionic Energy were activated simultaneously, and nearly a hundred beams of light, enough to blind the eye, shot towards the knights in the air.
However, he simply swung his longsword downwards, and the light emitted by those Psionic Energy attacks completely dissipated the moment they touched the blade.
The massive Psionic Energy attack left jagged grooves on the knight's polished armor, but it had no noticeable effect on his movements.
This single strike completely shattered almost all of the Blue Dragon's accumulated attack methods.
At this moment, not only Xilǐ'er, but even the Blue Dragon dragon's face showed a hint of disbelief.
Just as the longsword was about to fall, the Blue Dragon's terrifyingly long tail, capable of instantly killing Xilǐ'er, lashed out once more.
The knight in the air only had time to slightly change the direction of his sword.
"Whoosh!"
The knight landed nimbly on the ground, still holding the incredibly long knight's sword in his hand.
A sound like metal snapping rang out, and a gruesome, bone-revealing wound slowly split open on the Blue Dragon's abdomen.
Its exceptionally strong and perfectly rounded dragon scales were completely torn open, and drops of Dragon Blood spilled onto the ground.
Before the Blue Dragon could recover from its shock, another deafening roar erupted.
Something fell to the ground; it was a thick, strip-shaped object with an air of mysterious blue, covered with layers of tiny scales, and upon closer inspection, one could even see mysterious patterns representing power.
That's the Blue Dragon's long tail.
The knight's attack not only sliced open the Blue Dragon's belly, but also severed its tail in half.
Like a lizard shedding its tail to survive, the remaining half of its tail was now writhing and pounding the ground, constantly attracting the knight's attention.
However, the knight remained unmoved. He flicked the blood off his longsword and prepared to launch another attack.
Just then, the Blue Dragon suddenly spoke.
Even Xilǐ'er could distinguish between a roar and a voice, although both would cause some cracks in his soul in terms of effectiveness.
He was eager to know what the dragon had said, but unfortunately, he couldn't understand dragon language at all.
That deep, hoarse voice, rich with information, echoed across the battlefield, but the knight offered no reply.
Negotiations failed, Psionic Energy began to converge on the Blue Dragon's body.
Not only the Psionic Energy on the battlefield, but also from outside the battlefield, in the Demon Realm and even further afield, almost endless Psionic Energy surged into the bottomless vortex of the Blue Dragon's body.
However, the knight wielding the Dragon Slayer Sword paid no heed to any of this; he had already launched a fierce attack on the dragon before him, assuming the posture of a warrior.
The Blue Dragon seemed poised to launch a desperate attack, so it neither dodged nor evaded the attack, focusing instead on accumulating a massive amount of Psionic Energy.
With a flick of his longsword, the knight's body spun in the air, tracing a long gash down the dragon's spine.