A rather bad situation has occurred!
There is indeed a very deep connection between the three Blue Dragon; when one dies, the other two immediately react.
Under the Nightfall, a frenzied and mournful dragon roar suddenly exploded, and rolling thunder soared into the sky, transforming into two enormous True Dragon figures that rushed towards the location of Lancelot and the others.
At the same time, on the other side, in the core territory of the White Shark Bandit Group, at the residence of their leader White Shark, a terrifying aura erupted almost simultaneously. Amidst the rushing sound of water, a huge whirlpool appeared in the sky, followed by a violent storm.
"Fight according to the plan!" Lancelot narrowed his eyes and gave the order.
"Are you sure you can do it?" Beaufort looked at him, his tone serious.
"Execute the command!"
Lancelot said coldly, knowing that Beaufort meant well, but at this moment, he needed trust more than useless emotions.
"Yes!"
Seeing Lancelot's resolute attitude, Beaufort said no more, turned around, and led his team to meet the four Tier Nine, including White Shark and Black Dream, who were rapidly approaching.
At the same time, Lancelot ordered Nevis, "Explode!"
The order was given, and in less than a second!
Boom!!!
Intense light filled the sky, and in an instant, the deep Nightfall and raging storm were torn apart and shattered by the Endless light and heat.
A mushroom cloud, visible to the naked eye, rose slowly from the ground, accompanied by unstoppable supersonic storms and streams of high-energy particles.
The earth churned and rolled, and all the grass and trees turned to ash.
When the clouds of Destruction descend, very few will escape unscathed.
The White Shark stared intently at the scene before it, its deep blue hair whipped up by the gale, its clothes billowing, and the water swirling around it slowing down involuntarily.
"A nuclear bomb!!" Black Dream screamed, her voice filled with disbelief, "How could they use such a weapon?"
"The great power of technological civilization! The Crimson Alliance could build several warehouses of this weapon in a single day!" The Curse Man, wrapped like a mummy, clasped his hands together. Of the four, he was the least in favor of betraying the Alliance, simply because he had witnessed the greatness of technological power more than once.
But when White Shark persisted in his ways, the Curse Man was still willing to follow him unwaveringly. This guy who cultivated negative energy possessed a loyalty that many powerful figures in the benevolent camp lacked, which, in a way, was undoubtedly a great irony.
"Alright, enough talk, let's solve the problem at hand!" White Shark turned his head and looked at Beaufort and the others who were floating in a row in the sky.
"The enemy has too many Tier Nine fighters. This battle is dangerous!" Black Dream's solemn face was tinged with fear.
The great White Shark bared its teeth, revealing a terrifying array of sharp, pointed claws. "Don't worry, although Bentley is dead, Josiah and Mike are alive. Their brother's death will drive them to fight tooth and nail. Once they take down that gun-wielding kid, they'll turn around and all these guys will be dead!"
"That's right, and besides, we have a defensive system to support us, as well as many core members!" the Curse Man added.
However, no sooner had he finished speaking than explosions rang out again, along with the sounds of various weapons firing. It seemed that the Curse Man.
But is that really the case?
Soon, White Shark and the others realized something was wrong.
The screams coming from below sounded increasingly familiar.
And why are those weapon launchers pointed at themselves?
Bang bang bang!!
The barrage of comments came from below, and the four men's faces darkened simultaneously.
"Damn it, they even have Mechanics! Our information network has been breached!"
"Never mind that, they're here! Engage them!" White Shark roared, ripples spreading from his feet, instantly transforming the area within a few hundred meters into a world of water!
Boom!!
Four people on one side and seven people on the other, like thunderbolts striking fire on the ground, they collided instantly.
On the other side, on the ground, Nevis and Mandi were holding back the other core members of the White Shark Bandit Group.
Lancelot and the two Blue Dragon had already engaged in a fierce battle!
This was his plan: he would hold off the two Blue Dragon by himself, while the others would outnumber the enemy and use their strength to overcome the weakness, thus opening up the situation!
Whether the breakthrough comes from Nevis or Beaufort, it can play a decisive role in the outcome of the battle.
Of course, a key factor is that Lancelot was able to stop two Peak Tier Nine Blue Dragon.
He is fully confident about this.
Firstly, Lancelot is quite tanky and has numerous damage reduction abilities.
Secondly, due to his brother's death, the two Blue Dragon ' hatred for him must have reached its peak. They'll probably put aside their original mission and do everything they can to kill him.
"Pay for Bentley's life!" Josiah roared, his dragon claws crackling with thick lightning slamming down. The lightning spread across the sky, naturally forming a huge cage that firmly imprisoned Lancelot within.
On the other side, Mike, the second brother, was preparing a True Dragon's breath.
The Blue Dragon's breath attack is among the most powerful of the True Dragon Clan, with astonishing destructive force, especially when facing a single target.
The two-dragon tactic is clear: one dragon engages in close combat to hold off Lancelot, while the other deals damage with mid-range attacks.
Having grown up and fought together since childhood, the Blue Dragon brothers' teamwork can no longer be described as merely tacit understanding; it's almost as if they're commanding with the same consciousness.
To be honest, Lancelot was being suppressed!
It's really not surprising!
He was only at the Tier Seven level of life, and whether in terms of physique or energy, he was at a complete disadvantage against the two True Dragon.
His only advantage was his far superior combat experience and endless martial arts techniques. Under these circumstances, Lancelot could only passively take hits, and it was impossible for him to launch a counterattack.
To his relief, his earlier judgment was correct; these three Blue Dragon did indeed possess some kind of combined attack ability.
During the battle, these two subconsciously activated some kind of ability several times, all when Lancelot showed a weakness.
Normally, the best time to unleash your ultimate move is when the enemy shows a weakness.
Therefore, it can be inferred that the three-headed Blue Dragon's ultimate move is that kind of unknown combined attack.
However, judging from the situation, this combined attack requires all three dragons to activate simultaneously to be effective; none of them can be omitted.
So much so that every time these two subconsciously activate their skills, they stop abruptly, like roosters being choked, their constipated expressions making people burst into laughter.
What made Lancelot even chuckle was that every time the combined attack failed, a gap would appear in the previously seamless coordination between the two Blue Dragon. Although the gap was so small that it was hard to detect, it was no problem for a combat expert like Lancelot to spot it.
Therefore, he used this to turn the tide several times. The two Blue Dragon were furious, but there was nothing they could do. Using combined techniques was a habit ingrained in their souls, and they couldn't forget it for a moment. They often used it subconsciously.
"Brother, this can't go on. This hateful human brat is slippery as an eel, and his Life Essence is extremely rich. It's impossible to kill him in a short time." While fighting, Mike telepathically communicated with Josiah. The three brothers had a Fate connection and were among the few who could communicate telepathically.
Josiah quickly realized something was wrong. He thought he could quickly deal with the human who killed Bentley, but things didn't go as planned. What upset him even more was that this time, the White Shark Bandit Group was completely suppressed by the human's helpers in no time.
Not only were almost all of the lower- and middle-level members killed or wounded, but White Shark and his three companions were also now in a precarious situation.
If things continue like this, it won't be long before White Shark and his men are completely defeated, and then the brothers will be sitting ducks.
"Let's retreat!" After a moment's thought, Josiah made the most rational decision.
"But it's Bentley's revenge!"
Mike gritted his teeth, his pupils bloodshot. That was his younger brother, whom he had grown up with since childhood, their closest relative, even closer than their parents.
"Calm down, Mike. Revenge isn't something to rush. Besides, there's no point in persisting now, and it might even get us both killed. Moreover, this guy killed Bentley and has been cursed with the Dragon's Curse. It's a talent we three brothers possess, and as long as we're alive, he can't remove the curse mark," Josiah shouted angrily.
The meaning is clear: revenge is necessary, but not now; preserving our strength is the most urgent task at hand.
Mike calmed down after his brother's reprimand and finally agreed to retreat.
After making their decision, the two dragons acted with exceptional decisiveness. Mike gathered a large amount of energy and used it to create a lightning barrier. Josiah took the opportunity to escape. The two brothers turned back and looked deeply at Lancelot, engraving his appearance into their minds. Then, their dragon wings flapped and transformed into two bolts of lightning that swept across the sky and disappeared from sight in just two flashes.
Lancelot watched the two dragons depart silently, neither stopping them nor being able to stop them anyway.
True Dragon are naturally adept at flying, let alone Blue Dragon with lightning abilities. My own Electrified Cells are merely a kind of energy storage Ability Energy. Although they enhance my speed, they are nothing compared to the Blue Dragon. The opponent's lightning talents are definitely more than ten times greater.
"Want to seek revenge later?" Lancelot raised his arm, a complex and intricate blue mark faintly visible on his pale golden skin. His eyes held a meaningful glint. "A tracking and location-based mark? Very good. I was worried about how to find you."
As the whispers in his heart faded away, Lancelot turned around, holding the lightning spear formed from his Steel Feather Cloak. With a light leap, the lightning snaked like a long serpent, leaving a bright blue and white burn mark in the sky before appearing in front of White Shark and the others.
"Gentlemen, are you ready to accept death?" Surrounded by lightning, Lancelot stood with his gun in hand, a massive tree trunk faintly visible behind him. His imposing aura was like a boulder, weighing heavily on the hearts of White Shark and his companions.
"Damn Blue Dragon, those Five-Colored Evil Dragons are indeed unreliable!" Black Dream cursed through gritted teeth, while Curse Man and Blood Fang remained silent.
The former already knew he had reached the end of his road and had nothing more to say.
The latter, on the other hand, is consistently taciturn.
"There's nothing more to say now. My only question is, how did you know about the trap we set?" White Shark didn't beg for mercy. Without enough toughness and courage, he couldn't subdue so many Transcendent villains to obey him. It can only be said that although their positions were opposed, in some ways, he was indeed a strong person worthy of respect.
However, although he greatly admired this person, Lancelot never had the habit of revealing his trump cards to others, not even the dead.
"Kill!!" Thunderous roar erupted as ten Ninth-Rank Transcendent, spears pointed forward, launched their attack simultaneously.
In a game of overwhelming force with more than double the strength, the outcome was predictable: within just five minutes, all four members of the White Shark perished.
On Lancelot's side, apart from the fragile bespectacled girl who was nearly cut in half by the crisscrossing water blades, the others only suffered minor injuries at most. In particular, Nevis and Mandi, who were hiding in the shadows and taking sniper shots, didn't lose a single hair from beginning to end. However, their contributions were no less than the others; it was just a matter of different roles due to their different professions.
The battle ended, leaving behind a scene of utter devastation, yet the excitement of the crowd remained undiminished.
The entire White Shark Bandit Group was wiped out in one battle, and a Peak Tier Nine Blue Dragon was killed. Not to mention the spoils of war, the battle merits alone were considerable.
After turning this gain into resources to improve themselves, each of them will experience a significant increase in their strength.
"Clean up the battlefield in ten minutes, then quickly withdraw. The situation in the Cantia Mountains is complex; we can't linger!" Lancelot ordered, naturally taking over Beaufort's original position, even though the battle was over.
However, no one, including Beaufort, felt that anything was wrong. After all, this near-perfect operation was due to Lancelot's command, and it was he who shouldered the heaviest pressure and bought time for everyone.
All of this made everyone obey Lancelot's orders without hesitation. More than one person even thought it would be great if Lancelot could be their captain in the future. After all, today's battle was really exhilarating and rewarding.
Unfortunately, this can only be wishful thinking on their part. A genius like Lancelot is destined to soar higher and higher, and it will be difficult for him to have the opportunity to act with them in the future, let alone form the same team.
On the ground, the enormous corpse of the Blue Dragon lay scattered, its blood pooling into small lakes, a significant amount of which was submerged in the soil. If left unattended, many Dragon Blood Flower, a highly valuable magical potion, would grow here next year.
However, Lancelot was clearly a frugal person.
We can't let this dragon blood go to waste.
With a wave of his hand, the Steel Feather Cloak transformed into more than a dozen blades, cutting through the ground and slicing off a large chunk of soil. Then, Lancelot used a special energy resonance to shake out a large amount of dragon blood from the soil.
In the end, he obtained several buckets of dragon blood that shimmered with a thunderous Radiance.