As the lair of the Blue Dragon Clan, the Sand Sea Demiplane receives very little rainfall due to the influence of the Blue Dragon's life magnetic field. The desert areas, in particular, remain dry year-round, with a vast expanse of clear blue sky.
However, accompanied by a deafening roar that echoed throughout the entire demiplane, all the creatures living in this hidden space trembled.
They all looked up at the sky. When the Dragon-Slaying Fortress, as ferocious as a descending demon star, barged into the vision of the beings of the Sand Sea Demiplane, panic and fear began to spread across their faces at a visible speed.
Hold head high!!
One after another, extremely domineering dragon roars echoed throughout the Sand Sea Demiplane, and the Blue Dragon Clan, sensing the danger, quickly mobilized.
But it was too late.
"Attack!"
Mechanical Bishop Belotti, with a cold expression, issued the order without hesitation.
As soon as the words were spoken, the weapons of war, already fully charged, began to display their Destruction power.
Countless beams of energy rained down, covering the already darkened sky and illuminating the entire Sand Sea Demiplane. For a moment, it was as if daylight had returned. However, this time, the daylight brought not the Radiance the Blue Dragon loved, but the light of Destruction.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Mushroom clouds rose from the ground, and the Destruction energy shockwaves surged forth, creating towering waves that cracked the earth, then rose high into the sky, spreading in all directions like surging ocean waves, finally exploding with a deafening roar. Earth and rocks flew everywhere, and dust billowed like a curtain from the ground to the sky, obscuring everything.
Roar! Roar! Roar...
Countless mournful dragon roars echoed across the land, and scorching True Dragon blood was spilled on the land they had lived on for generations, speckled with gold and red, until dust returned to dust.
The Dragon-Slaying Fortress, which had been accumulating power for a long time, displayed terrifying destructive force, causing the entire Sand Sea Demiplane to experience unprecedented suffering, as if it had been baptized by the winds of Destruction. Less than one in ten of the creatures below the Sanctuary survived.
Lancelot and Zyra stood silently side by side, looking down at the scene below with cold, unfeeling eyes.
What the Sand Sea Demiplane experienced was merely a replay of what the Holy Sword Academy had suffered a few years ago.
You kill me, I slaughter you—it's fair, isn't it?
This is war!
Clearing out the low-level minions at the start weakened the Blue Dragon Clan somewhat, but for True Dragon who become Legendary beings upon reaching adulthood, it was far from a crippling blow. This is because the true pillars of such Legendary races are their adult members, or more accurately, True Dragon at the Sanctuary level.
While True Dragon Dragon-Slaying Fortress's saturation attack killed hundreds of unfortunate Legendary and even Epic True Dragon, many more Sanctuary True Dragon survived, especially the Demigod- level "Ancient Dragon," none of whom perished.
At this moment, with their homes destroyed and loved ones slaughtered, the True Dragon, filled with hatred, surrounded them from all directions of the Sand Sea Plane. Endless lightning surged across the bodies of these True Dragon, connecting with each other to weave a lightning network covering the entire wilderness. It seemed they were preparing to wipe out the invaders in one fell swoop.
But will the Crimson Alliance give them a chance?
"Proceed according to plan!"
After the Mechanical Bishop Belotti finished speaking, a Gate of Space suddenly opened behind him, and countless mechanical warriors poured out from it, coalescing into a towering mechanical behemoth, palm facing outward, and unleashing a black-blue energy cannon.
Boom!!
A large group of Blue Dragon was hit by the black-blue energy cannon and instantly evaporated, turning into black-gray embers that fell to the ground and merged with the raging dust. The Blue Dragon ' attack momentum was halted and their morale plummeted.
"Belotti!!"
Babunaite, the chieftain of the Blue Dragon, nicknamed the Thunder Lord, arrived with a fury powerful enough to scorch the heavens and boil the seas. Thick, lightning-slicked dragon wings, blotting out the sky, were coiled around him, as if ready to pounce and kill the enemy before him at any moment.
Belotti remained unmoved, not feeling that there was anything wrong with bullying the weak, and even wanted to have another go.
In this Mechanical Bishop's view, war should be waged by any means necessary, especially when a balance of power has not been achieved. One should try every means to eliminate the enemy's manpower and increase one's own chances of winning. This was rational to the extreme.
Unfortunately, having learned his lesson once, Chieftain Babunaite of the Blue Dragon was determined not to let it happen again. He vowed to make this guy, who had no sense of honor, pay the price!
' Terminal Thunder!'
Babunaite looked up, and in the center of his dark golden vertical pupils, a single horn, like one cast from white jade, suddenly burst forth with blue light, transforming a large area into a sea of lightning. The sea of lightning spread, even filling a small part of the Sand Sea Plane.
In the center of that sea of lightning, a jet-black ball of lightning, carrying Endless thunder, crashed down upon the mechanical giant god that Belotti had formed from countless mechanical warriors.
"Inherited Weapons!"
Lancelot was flying in mid-air, glanced back and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"The Terminal Dragon Horn, the inherited weapon of the Blue Dragon Clan, is considered one of the top Legend Demigod. It can unleash the Terminal Thunder, which is said to pierce through everything. Babunaite, who wields the Terminal Dragon Horn, is only High-Rank Demigod, yet he can fight against Peak Demigod head-on without being at a disadvantage!" Zyra transmitted from the side.
Lancelot nodded slightly, then his eyes suddenly sharpened.
Following his gaze, one could see that the mechanical giant, piloted by the Mechanical Bishop Belotti, actually grabbed the massive, pillar-like mechanical arm of the Dragon-Slaying Fortress and, with a sudden burst of force, used the Dragon-Slaying Fortress as a hammer, slamming it down hard on the Blue Dragon Chieftain Babunaite.
As for Babunaite's Terminal Thunder, Belotti seems to intend to use the body of the mechanical giant to withstand it head-on.
"Trade injury for injury?" Lancelot immediately understood Belotti's plan.
Is this a plan to overwhelm the competition with sheer financial resources?
Theoretically, if the mechanical soldiers Endless, the mechanical behemoths formed from them would be completely immune to injury.
The subsequent developments in the battle further confirmed Lancelot's conjecture.
After being struck by the Terminal Thunder, the mechanical giant had a huge hole torn open in its chest, filled with black smoke, looking extremely miserable.
However, as a massive number of mechanical soldiers poured out of the Gate of Space behind them and relentlessly attacked the wound in the mechanical giant's chest, the mechanical giant was almost instantly restored to its original state.
On the other hand, Babunaite, not expecting Belotti to have no intention of defending herself, was hit hard by a 'brick'. Her massive body rolled and crashed to the ground, creating a terrifying crater thousands of miles in diameter. Hot magma gushed out from the bottom, filling the sky with red light, and quickly submerged half of Babunaite's body.
Seeing stars, Babunaite shook his head, trying to stand up, but was instead attacked by the victorious Belotti, who straddled him and beat him mercilessly. Sparks flew and lightning crackled, and the battle became fierce from the very beginning.
The Crimson Alliance's strong start, fueled by the resounding success of their strongest forces, fueled their already high spirits, prompting them to seek out suitable opponents and engage in battle.
As the lair of the Blue Dragon Clan, the Sand Sea Demiplane is home to a large number of powerful Blue Dragon.
The two High-Rank Demigod are Patriarch Babunaite and Second Elder Xiermo.
The former was wrestling with Belotti in the lava pit. The two behemoths were fighting each other like primal beasts. Every moment, mechanical parts, dragon scales, and dragon blood fell off and landed in the lava pool with a crackling sound, splashing up sparks.
The Second Elder, Xiermo, fared even worse. Already weaker than Babunaite, he not only lacked the power of the Terminal Dragon Horn, but also had to face two High-Rank Demigod, Wind Rider Keluoduo and Nether King Panna, making his situation extremely difficult.
Especially the Nether King Panna, this High-Rank Demigod whose profession is "Howling Ghost" and belongs to the psychic class, can emit a soul-shaking howl. For the Second Elder, Xiermo, who is not good at soul defense, being hit by the Nether King Panna's attack was a real ordeal, and extremely disgusting.
Not to mention, there was also the Wind Rider, Keluoduo to the side.
With Nether King Panna involved, Keluoduo could calmly chant and prepare his spell.
Many powerful spells cast by spellcasters generally require a certain amount of time to charge up. If a High-Rank Demigod- level spellcaster is given enough time to charge up, his destructive power will not be weaker than that of Peak Demigod, and may even be stronger, especially elemental Mage.
Therefore, it is easy to imagine how difficult the situation was for Xiermo, who was besieged by Panna and Keluoduo.
However, for a High-Rank Demigod- level True Dragon with exceptionally vigorous vitality, even though he was besieged by two beings of the same level, it was still beyond his ability to kill him, unless the Crimson Alliance had some hidden trump card, or waited for Belotti to make a move and join the siege.
Similarly, it would be very difficult for Belotti to take down the Blue Dragon Chieftain Babunaite single-handedly; it would require a very long time to gradually erode his incredibly abundant Life Essence.
Lancelot had no idea whether the Crimson Alliance had prepared any trump cards for the highest-level battlefield, nor did he care to consider such questions. He simply focused on doing his job well.
Aside from the two High-Rank Demigod True Dragon, the Blue Dragon Clan of the Sand Sea Demiplane also includes seven Mid-Rank Demigod True Dragon, thirteen Low-Rank Demigod True Dragon, and thousands of Legendary and Epic True Dragon.
As for the other various forms of Sanctuary dragon blood creatures, there were quite a few, totaling over a thousand.
Moreover, as the lair of the Blue Dragon Clan, the Sand Sea Demiplane has been cultivated by the Blue Dragon for thousands of years, with countless contingency plans prepared.
There are enormous, technologically advanced cannons rising from underground;
There are colossal, demonic elephants thousands of meters tall, formed from the cracks in the mountains;
There are colossal cosmic beasts captured from the Starry Sky, kept in captivity, and tamed.
These backup plans were well hidden and suffered little damage during the first large-scale attack on the Dragon-Slaying Fortress. After being deployed to the battlefield, they quickly achieved considerable results, slightly hindering the Crimson Alliance's momentum.
In terms of overall combat strength, the Crimson Alliance has some advantages, but they are not significant and cannot create an overwhelming advantage.
But upon closer examination, this is actually the normal situation. Given the current state of the Crimson Alliance, it is already quite remarkable that they have achieved their current advantageous position.
Even if we ultimately win this battle, it will certainly be a Pyrrhic victory, but as long as we can inflict pain on the True Dragon Clan, it will be worthwhile.
In a flash, a multitude of thoughts surged through Lancelot's mind.
Lightning surged ahead, a vast Demigod domain spread out, and storms rose with the flapping of dragon wings.
Lancelot suppressed all his distracting thoughts and focused entirely on dealing with his opponent, a Blue Dragon at the level of a Low-Rank Demigod.
Originally, this Demigod True Dragon should have been Zyra's opponent. Lancelot's assigned task was to kill as many Legendary and Epic- level Blue Dragon as possible. Belotti Keluoduo, and the others had no intention of having him fight against Demigod.
After all, the gap between Demigod and Epic is enormous, almost an insurmountable chasm. Perhaps with Lancelot's talent, he could achieve the feat of fighting against Demigod at the Peak Epic in the future, but he is only at the Epic Tier One now, and no one believes that Lancelot can really fight against Demigod.
Geniuses should certainly be honed, but they shouldn't be sent to their deaths.
Lancelot did not offer much explanation for this.
At this moment, any words would be pale and powerless.
The only thing that can prove oneself is a solid record of achievements.
So, before the battle even began, he and Zyra secretly swapped opponents.
Zyra initially didn't quite believe in Lancelot either. To fight against Demigod, it wasn't enough to just have enough physical strength; there were also many other influencing factors such as Combat Skills and experience.
But in the end, under Lancelot's unwavering gaze, Zyra agreed. Wasn't this exactly the kind of Lancelot she admired? Daring to face challenges head-on, rising stronger when confronted with adversity!
"Roar, you lowly human ants, you will pay a bloody price for this act of violating the dignity of the Dragon Clan!" The Demigod True Dragon Aibodi spewed Lightning Breath, his dragon eyes like a cloud of thunder, and his gaze toward Lancelot was full of contempt.
The long-dormant Aibodi did not recognize the recently rising Crusher, Lancelot. In his eyes, this little guy who had just entered the Epic was nothing but a pathetic wretch blinded by power, daring to provoke a Demigod True Dragon.
These weak humans, after suddenly gaining great power, inevitably become arrogant, know nothing of reverence, and even dare to offend the great Blue Dragon Clan. They must be made to pay a heavy price. This is Aibodi's true thought.
Blue light shone from ahead, and a cone-shaped breath brought heavy pressure, but Lancelot seemed oblivious, his expression calm and confident.
Boom!
The Lightning Breath swept across the empty sky, achieving no results.
Aibodi's pupils contracted slightly. "Space-based?"
Realizing this, Aibodi reacted instinctively. As his lightning field gathered around him, a faint phantom of a dragon claw appeared behind him. With a gentle clench of the claw, countless currents pierced through the dimensional Teleportation, forcing Lancelot, who had teleported behind Aibodi, out of the room.
Immediately afterwards, Aibodi's dragon tail swept down like a mountain range, carrying the power to crush everything, and struck at Lancelot was retreating rapidly.
Not only that, a sapphire with hundreds of facets appeared above Aibodi's head. It was a Demigod, possessing both lightning and spatial attributes.
As the sapphire trembled slightly, an invisible wave spread out, freezing the space in its path.
This series of defensive counterattacks was completed almost instantly, without any thought whatsoever, and was entirely instinctive.
It's easy to imagine how powerful this Demigod True Dragon's combat experience and awareness are; no one who can reach the Demigod level is simple.
Teleportation made its first appearance in battle, but it yielded no results. Lancelot was not discouraged at all; instead, the burning fighting spirit in his eyes intensified. He was not surprised but rather delighted by Aibodi's strength.
This is what a real battle should be like! A close contest, a back-and-forth exchange, not just mindless stomping of weaker opponents!
' Space Railgun!'
Boom!
With a deafening roar, a large hole appeared in the solidified space, its edges jagged, as if a giant beast had taken a bite out of it. Lancelot's figure had vanished, and his dragon tail crashed down, missing its target and only producing a deafening blast of air.
Eight hundred meters away.
Another shattered hole appeared, and Lancelot emerged from it unharmed.
Aibodi, who had initially underestimated him, realized something was amiss. This human before him didn't seem to be an arrogant fool; he was quite strong, having actually broken through the spatial confinement he had set up.
With that in mind, Aibodi immediately focused all his attention, his fangs slightly bared, his body lowered, and he began to treat Lancelot as an evenly matched opponent.
His mindset shifted incredibly quickly and smoothly; clearly, while this guy was bursting with racial pride, he wasn't reckless.
Realizing this, Lancelot licked his lips and grinned, "That's more interesting!"
"Dragon Language Decree, Thunderfall!"
A thunderous roar echoed through the sky, True Dragon cried out, and a mysterious power, emanating from the ancient tone of Aibodi, erupted above Lancelot's head.
Boom!!
A bolt of blue-white lightning struck Lancelot with incredible speed, giving him almost no time to react.
Electric arcs danced wildly, Aibodi's eyes lit up.
'Hit!'
Without the slightest hesitation or observation, the Demigod True Dragon immediately launched a powerful attack.
Call!!
The wind pressure hit my face, and the sound of the wind was howling and extremely harsh.
Lancelot's hair danced wildly, and he seemed to be paralyzed by the lightning strike, his expression one of struggle.
Boom!
A dragon claw crackling with lightning slammed down, casting a shadow.
Bang!!
The collision of flesh produced a dull thud.
Looking at the human grinning at him with his arms crossed, Aibodi's pupils contracted sharply. He realized he had been tricked; the human had not been affected by the lightning attack at all.
' Endless Crushing Fist!'
A deep growl echoed in his heart. Lancelot's right arm bulged, muscles bulging like hills, veins throbbing like dragons and snakes, lightning crackling, flames leaping, as if containing Endless power.
Boom!!
With a single punch, space shattered, cracking like glass!
A column of air, stretching for thousands of kilometers, appeared in the sky, resembling a gray-white sky bridge spanning the heavens, a truly magnificent sight.
Brush!!
The blue figure flew backward, releasing countless lightning threads along its path. These threads were extremely sharp, even cutting deep into the spatial interlayers, weaving traps that concealed deadly intent.
Just as Lancelot was about to give chase, he immediately sensed something was wrong. He stopped and raised his hand, revealing the Mouth of Gluttony, which spewed out a massive amount of anger. With a thought, the anger was ignited by the "Flame of the Heart," transforming into a soaring crimson flame.
Then, the "Flame Controller" controls the raging fire, transforming it into ferocious giant pythons thousands of meters long, their fiery tongues flicking as they plunge into the trap.
The giant python roared past, only to be sliced into pieces by sharp lightning bolts, which then exploded and transformed back into blazing flames.
Upon seeing this, Lancelot's expression hardened. He secretly thought it was fortunate that he hadn't pursued immediately. Otherwise, if he had stepped directly into this lightning trap, although with his physique he wouldn't have been torn to pieces, he would likely have suffered serious injuries and lost some of his chances of winning.
The duel between Demigod is not just about grand battles; these subtle details are also key to determining victory or defeat.
"These flames..."
On the other side, Aibodi's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched the crimson flames that the giant python had turned into after its explosion. Following his gaze, he saw that the dense, spiderweb-like threads of lightning had all been reduced to ashes.
It should be noted that this was condensed from the essence of Aibodi's body, and its quality was extremely high, even enough to trap Demigod of the same level for a moment. It was quite unexpected that it was destroyed so easily.
At the same time, Aibodi also began to value Lancelot more, increasingly believing him to be a formidable rival and a once-in-a-lifetime genius.
This kind of monstrous genius was something Aibodi had never seen before, aside from the Inherited Memory of the Dragon Clan. While this excited him, it also made him even more cautious.
After all, in the Inherited Memory, prodigies and geniuses are usually blessed with incredible luck, climbing to the peak by stepping on one stepping stone after another. Will I become that stepping stone today?
Aibodi inevitably had the thought, but he quickly dismissed it, knowing he couldn't dwell on it any longer, because the human had launched another attack after destroying the trap.
Second Teleportation.
Space warped, Lancelot appeared to Aibodi's side, delivering a powerful roundhouse kick aimed at his opponent's soft lower abdomen.
Bang!!
The nimble dragon tail swung, once again blocking Lancelot's attack with a dull thud.
With a wave of his hand, the Steel Feather Cloak fluttered lightly, transforming into a long battle blade that landed in Lancelot's hand.
' Extreme Sharpness!'
A white luster appeared on the blade, and its sharpness increased dramatically.
' Mind Shock!'
Mind Controller activated!
An invisible mental fluctuation spread, followed by slashes so fast they left countless afterimages.
Ding ding ding!!
Sparks flew everywhere, and dragon scales flew up from time to time.
Slightly affected by the Mind Shock, Aibodi was a beat slower when facing Lancelot's super-fast continuous slashes. In addition, due to his large size, some parts of him could not be protected and were cut in many places by the sharp blade energy, with dragon blood dripping down.
While it appeared quite tragic, it was actually nothing more than a minor injury for Demigod True Dragon like Aibodi.
While the Steel Feather Cloak is indeed Miracle quality piece of equipment, it is only a four-star item and is not particularly adept at attacking. Even with Lancelot's physical energy and Extreme Sharpness talent, it is still quite ineffective against the scales forged by Demigod True Dragon.
Lancelot quickly realized this and was about to sheathe the longsword that his Steel Feather Cloak had transformed into when Aibodi's counterattack arrived.
With his exceptionally rich combat experience, Aibodi naturally spotted the flaw hidden in Lancelot's attack. In the later strikes, he even deliberately let Lancelot slash, using the time and energy he had freed up to prepare a powerful attack.
'Dragon's Awakening - Unleash the Power!'
The True Dragon spread its wings, its muscles tensed, and countless arcs of electricity crackled; in an instant, the sense of danger surged.
Lancelot, sensing something was wrong, tried to distance himself, but it was too late.
Aibodi raised his right claw, and the originally indigo dragon scales transformed into pure gold, radiating a dazzling golden light, as if symbolizing ultimate power.
Wherever the dragon's claw passed, the space crackled and shattered. All the dust, soil, and rocks below the man and the dragon were instantly forced to the ground by this overwhelming force, and even the ground itself began to sink inch by inch.
And all of this happened in a very short period of time.
Lancelot's face turned ugly. He wanted to retreat, but it was as if he was being held back by an invisible hand. The claw of the Demigod True Dragon in front of him seemed to have turned into a Black Hole, emitting a huge gravitational force.
In a flash, Lancelot's mind raced, and he quickly realized that he couldn't dodge the attack.
The reason is that Steel Feather Cloak to transform into a blade for attack might have a surprising effect on some Demigod beings, especially those relatively fragile classes, but using it on the Demigod Blue Dragon is clearly a miscalculation.
The physique of the True Dragon Clan is renowned for its formidable strength, especially that of the elite Blue Dragon. If the Steel Feather Cloak had reached five stars, the continuous slashes just now could have severely injured the opponent. Unfortunately, the four-star Steel Feather Cloak was somewhat weak when facing the tempered Demigod scales, and the opponent seized the opportunity.
There's not much to say; the only option now is to confront them head-on.
With a sudden change of heart, Lancelot crossed his arms again and placed them above his head, his body slightly weak and his spine bent, assuming a posture that could only offset the kinetic energy impact.
Thump!!
With a deafening roar, a meteor streaked across the sky, and Lancelot crashed to the ground.
The already fragmented earth suddenly developed a giant crater, with lightning surging inside and countless crystalline substances forming, clearly indicating that it had been forged by extremely high temperatures.
Having completed this attack, Aibodi excitedly flapped his wings and swooped down. With his movement, the two natural elements of storm and thunder intertwined, transforming into a continuous barrage of blue-green elemental bullets that bombarded the center of the giant crater, attempting to suppress Lancelot and render him immobile.
As for Aibodi, he once again gathered his strength, preparing to press his advantage and deliver another brutal blow to this human prodigy!
Golden light pierced through the heavens and earth from top to bottom.
The dragon's might was overwhelming, causing many on the surrounding battlefield to change color.
Zyra, who had been closely watching the battle, relaxed her suppression of the several Peak Epic True Dragon in front of her, preparing to support Lancelot at any time.
Under the gazes of various expressions, golden light shot into the giant pit with a roar.
After a moment of stillness.
The violent explosion, accompanied by gusts of air, spread outwards.
At this moment, many people had already sentenced Lancelot to death in their minds and labeled him a megalomaniac.
Zyra turned and flew towards the giant pit. Several Peak Epic True Dragon desperately tried to stop her, not wanting to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill a human genius.
And just like that, the most crucial time was wasted.
The heaviness in her heart made it hard for Zyra to breathe. Her eyes turned bloodshot as she looked at the True Dragon that was holding her back with a predatory gaze, which made the dragon tremble and even regret his previous actions.
However, at that very moment, a hurricane struck again, and the sky cleared.
The smoke and dust near the giant crater were swept away.
The scene then came into view.
There was no scene as I had imagined, Lancelot being torn to pieces.
What came into view was a giant standing a thousand meters tall, clad in armor that seemed to be forged from the essence of the earth, with the power of the earth flowing continuously from his feet, as if the earth were the source of his power.
With the power bestowed by the earth, the giant grabbed the Demigod True Dragon by the neck with one hand, pinning the thrashing creature down, while his other hand clenched into a fist and pounded it relentlessly.
Dragon scales flew, blood splattered everywhere, and the dull yet crisp sounds of the blows silenced everyone, including the dragons themselves.
Why... is this different from what I imagined?