Negentropy

Edge of the ice sheet.

Lanmo and Yinfei are locked in combat in mid-air.

The two giant dragons sometimes skimmed low across the ice, and sometimes soared to the edge of the clouds.

The dragon's wings stirred up the cold currents, tearing out large swaths of silvery-white light in the polar night.

As the distance closed, Yinfei immediately felt the heat on her body being rapidly drawn away.

A thin layer of ice was covering her scales.

It is "heat flow and Negentropy".

"Hey, the weakness of your move is too obvious!"

Yinfei let out a mocking laugh.

A shimmering silver light swept across her body, Magic Power rippled through her like water. The frost, only half-formed, instantly shattered.

"It can penetrate all my magical defenses."

"But the effect is too slow!"

The Yinfei Magic Power gathered in his throat.

She opened her dragon-like mouth, and silver light shone from deep within her throat, spreading outwards in concentric circles.

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Just as Lanmo was about to dodge to the side, she saw Yinfei simultaneously unleash her domain.

Arcane Prism!

This spell, which was supposed to be a defensive technique, was now being used to centered around Lanmo.

The overlapping, translucent, prismatic petals, like a crystal cage appearing out of thin air, completely surrounded Lanmo.

"Oh no!"

Lanmo immediately folded her wings, and a Magic Power shield bulged around her.

The next moment, the Condensed Light Breath in through the gap in the Arcane Prism.

They reflect and refract between the mirrors, then converge again.

Lanmo twisted and turned repeatedly, shattering the hundred-faceted prism, but new mirrors immediately filled in.

Boom boom boom boom!

Condensed Light Breath struck him relentlessly.

****

Here, the spellbook in Chloe's hand shone brightly.

She raised her hand and made a sweeping motion.

A barrage of magic spells was unleashed, and yet another "student" who failed the "course" was eliminated.

She was turning a page when an emergency communication came through.

Chloe pressed the call button on her headset.

"Uh, you suspect that guy isn't Poison Dragon?"

She raised her eyebrows slightly.

Something that looks like Poison Dragon, fights like Poison Dragon, and spews out poisonous breath.

That's Poison Dragon!

"The details don't match up," Su Ming's voice came through.

He's not afraid of the cold.

"And we can't see any white vapor from their breath."

Chloe turned her head and glanced at the two dragons locked in combat in the sky.

"Ha ha!"

Yinfei is laughing loudly.

White mist spilled from the dragon's mouth as it spoke, condensing into tiny ice crystals in the cold wind before being quickly dispersed by the turbulent currents.

"My Prism Domain can't defend against your magic."

"Then use it for offense!"

Chloe told Su Ming, "The Silver Dragon does exist in combat mode."

"What about Lanmo in combat mode?" Su Ming asked.

"Confirm!"

The penetrating power of Condensed Light Breath is extremely strong.

Several blue scales on Lanmo's body shattered, and dragon blood seeped from the wounds, stretching into long blood streaks in the cold wind.

He did not back down.

Instead, it suddenly flapped its wings and, braving the remaining condensed light, pounced on Yinfei.

Yinfei immediately flapped its wings, trying to create distance and repeat its previous tactic.

But her movements suddenly froze.

Yinfei her head to look.

The area where my wing was injured last time was now covered with a layer of icy blue frost, and was stiff and unresponsive.

This delay caused Lanmo to bump into her arms.

The two dragons tangled together in the air, their wings and claws tearing at each other, their Dragon Tail sweeping out a muffled whooshing sound.

Lanmo simply dragged Yinfei downwards.

You underestimate "Negentropy"!

He shouted.

****

Chloe turned her head and raised her hand to cast several more spells.

Another disobedient "student" has been eliminated.

"Yes, there's a noticeable white mist when the two dragons are talking." She continued her conversation with Su Ming.

The additional variable of combat status has been eliminated.

Therefore, the question that Su Ming observed is clear.

But what is the answer?

Do you have any kind people around who can offer "advice"?

Su Ming didn't hesitate to ask for help from outside the arena.

Chloe frowned.

She turned her head and looked at a small dot on the sea.

"Yes," Chloe replied.

Runes emerged from the spellbook, coalescing into beams of light that shot out.

Nearby, the Plundering Clock Minute Hand was pierced by a magical beam and fell onto the icy plain like a kite with a broken string.

Moshide, the bell-ringer leading the charge of the Plundering Clock, realized something was wrong after a few rounds of fighting.

He must have instilled some kind of stimulant in his men, because they all fought desperately to hold off Chloe.

He then turned and fled.

Chloe activated her Flight Spell, her figure transforming into a streak of light, rapidly chasing after the small dot against the cold wind.

Humans, mere mortals, trying to outrun the Feather Race.

You're overthinking it!

"Lanmo, stop dawdling," Chloe urged from the other side.

I'll take care of it right away!

Lanmo stood up from the ice.

On the other side, Yinfei also climbed out of the shattered ice.

But as soon as she looked up, Lanmo had already rushed in front of her.

He punched her in the head.

Bang!

Yinfei's head tilted to one side, and a few silver scales flew off.

She roared and immediately deployed her shield.

Lanmo, however, crudely attached his Magic Power to his fist, directly blasting the shield into a dent.

Then came another punch.

Click!

The shield cracked.

Yinfei raised her claws, but failed to block them.

He was hit in the face again.

The Silver Dragon, which should have had the upper hand in melee combat, was being completely dominated by the Blue Dragon.

"You----"

Yinfei spoke in a disheveled manner.

"----You're a magical dragon----how----how----can you----be so strong----?"

"For the past six months, I've been enslaved by some scoundrel of a scholar, forced to move huge stone slabs back and forth every day!"

Lanmo's muscles bulged, and he swung his dragon arm repeatedly.

He knocked one of Yinfei's dragon teeth away.

Why can't I be stronger than you!

****

Don't cricket at me behind my back.

In the distance, Chloe had already caught up with Moshide.

As she smashed through Moshide's defenses with her spellbook, she sent Wind Message Spell.

Those ears are so sharp!

Lanmo thought to herself.

"No, not at all!" he immediately changed his tune. "I meant that your careful guidance has benefited me greatly."

As the two dragons fought, they flapped their wings again and took to the air.

Lanmo persisted in her pursuit.

They didn't give Yinfei a chance to create distance.

Yinfei's eyes sharpened.

She suddenly turned around, abandoning her defense and lunging forward, her silver Dragon Claw slashing towards Lanmo's chest!

Lanmo did not back down.

He swung out the same claw.

Both sides scored.

Pfft!

Scales shattered and flew everywhere.

Dragon blood drew two bright red arcs in the air.

The scales on Lanmo's chest were pierced.

However, a large chunk of flesh was also torn from one of Yinfei's wing roots.

That's not all.

Lanmo's Dragon Tail then pressed down, like a heavy hammer, striking Yinfei's wing root wound once more.

"Ugh!" Yinfei groaned, losing control of her body.

Her flight posture changed instantly.

One wing curled uncontrollably, and the entire dragon, like a giant silver bird with broken wings, spun and plummeted toward the ice.

Boom!

The ice surface was concave, and Spiderweb -like cracks spread outwards.

The Yinfei dragon's body slid a distance across the ice, its scales scraping against the solid ice with a screeching sound, leaving behind large patches of blood and shattered silver scales along the way.

She used her Dragon Claw to grip the ice, barely managing to stop her momentum.

Lanmo landed on the other side, her steps faltering, and she nearly knelt down.

His chest was covered in blood, and the wound was so deep that bone was visible.

Lanmo lowered her head and exhaled a very short breath towards her wound.

Blue flames swept across.

A foul, acrid smell filled the air, the wound quickly turned black, and the gushing blood was dried and temporarily sealed off.

He looked up at Yinfei and grinned.

"Again!"

****

Yinfei furious.

Her wing bones were severely broken, so she did not attempt to take off again. Instead, she lowered her body and gripped the ice with her Dragon Claw.

Her chest bulged slightly.

The next moment, the dragon's mouth opened.

A beam of Condensed Light Breath out.

Following closely behind is "Arcane Prism".

Lanmo dodged while simultaneously deploying her shield.

But he soon discovered that this time, Yinfei wasn't using the Prism Domain around him.

She continuously deployed prisms in front of her own breath.

One side, two sides, three sides.

The transparent mirrors seemed to be rapidly positioned by an invisible hand, suspended in the path of the condensed light.

The beam of light will change direction once each time it passes through a prism.

Like a long snake being pulled along, it relentlessly pursued Lanmo's attempts to evade.

Lanmo simply stomped the ground with his Dragon Claw.

The ice beneath their feet exploded, and several huge blocks of ice rose up, blocking their path.

Yinfei's eyes turned cold.

Several curved prisms suddenly appeared in front of the beam of light.

refraction.

Focus.

The beam of light is compressed within several prisms, and its color rapidly fades away, removing stray light and transforming into a dazzling pure white.

Then, a ring of gold and red appeared around the edge of the white light.

Boom!!!

The Condensed Light Breath pierced through the ice.

It pierced through Lanmo's hastily deployed shield and struck his side.

The blue scales burst open, leaving a deep burn mark.

But then Lanmo charged forward like a brute, braving the remaining condensed light.

Yinfei wants to quit.

However, her injured wing had already hampered her mobility.

She had no choice but to go to meet her.

Boom!

The two giant dragons collided, their Dragon Claw interlocking, the tips simultaneously piercing the gaps in each other's scales.

Blue and silver scales shattered one after another, and dragon blood seeped out from between the claws, only to be swirled into dark red ice crystals by the cold wind.

"You're just a magic dragon, and you fight so ugly!"

Yinfei said angrily.

She used her arms to try and push Lanmo away.

However, in a physical contest, he was no match for her.

Lanmo's shoulder muscles bulged, and the Dragon Claw pressed down little by little, actually bending her forelimbs.

"You!"

Yinfei gritted her teeth and suddenly opened her mouth to tear at Lanmo's neck.

Lanmo was even more ruthless than her.

He neither dodged nor flinched, but charged straight into it.

Bang!

Yinfei's kiss was knocked to one side, his fangs scraping Lanmo's cheek, leaving a trail of blood.

Her anger intensified, and she opened her mouth to exhale.

This is even worse.

Lanmo actually used her mouth to block it.

The two dragons' mouths locked together.

Even Yinfei was taken aback for a moment.

What is this?!?

****

On the other side, Chloe, who had just dealt with Moshide, also widened her eyes.

[Lanmo, you've always been so repressed.]

"Shut up, this is a tactic," Lanmo replied.

[Her breath was practically smearing my face, did I even have a choice?]

Yinfei became even more furious.

Magic Power surged in her throat, and iridescent light rapidly condensed deep within it.

Energy convergence.

compression.

Compress it again.

gag?

Even gagging her couldn't stop her from spewing dragon breath!

But just as the dragon's breath was about to take shape and burst forth from its throat, the energy, compressed to its limit, suddenly stalled.

Then, the process reversed.

The Magic Power energy, which had been converging inwards, began to expand outwards.

What did you do?!

Yinfei was taken aback.

With her mouth gagged, she could only use the Wind Message Spell.

"[Entropy, ah," Lanmo said.

Entropy is not something as superficial as the flow of heat.

[I can intervene in the opposite direction for any action you take.]

The blue light in Lanmo's eyes grew even brighter.

Within Yinfei's throat, the energy had begun to spiral out of control.

[You want to compress energy and release it.]

I'll let the energy recede and disperse.

Lanmo's smile widened.

[The current interference distance is a bit too close.]

[Sorry!]

Yinfei finally understood.

Lanmo's strange tactic was to close the distance.

Although this distance is a bit too close!

Yinfei tried to struggle, but the energy in her throat could no longer be suppressed.

The next instant, Ningguang exploded inside her body.

A blinding light shone from Yinfei's mouth, then burst forth from between his teeth and through his nostrils.

Several shattered beams of light even pierced through her neck, casting menacing spots of light from the inside.

Yinfei suffered a severe injury and experienced full-body spasms.

But she couldn't make a sound at all.

Her voice is ruined.

Before she could even recover, a heavy blow landed on her head.

That was Lanmo's claw.

wrong.

It's the hind paw.

The dragon's hind legs slammed down heavily, slamming Yinfei's head directly onto the ice.

Boom!

The ice surface was instantly covered with Spiderweb -like cracks.

Then came several more merciless stomps.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ice finally gave way and shattered into pieces.

Yinfei's body plunged into the icy seawater.

****

A slender figure floated down from the sky.

It's Chloe.

Her skirt and hair were gently lifted by the cold wind, and her toes touched the ice almost silently.

He was carrying Moshide's body in his hands.

Chloe tossed the body aside, and it landed on the ice.

A semi-transparent phantom emerged from Moshide's body.

Chloe tapped her fingertip in the air.

The grayish-white glossy surface unfolds out of thin air, like coffin planks, and closes simultaneously from top to bottom, left to right, front to back.

A translucent hexahedron took shape, imprisoning Moshide's soul within it.

"Desecration Coffin!"

The runes pierced his soul like nails, imprisoning Moshide.

But suddenly, the "World Serpent Mark" lit up on the phantom image.

It was as if the scales were opening segment by segment, releasing a cold, indifferent will.

The phantom trapped within the "Desecration Coffin" suddenly froze.

Black snake-like patterns spread rapidly, coiling around the soul's body.

The next moment, before Moshide's soul could even utter a complete scream, it was shredded into countless tiny fragments of light by the "World Serpent Mark".

Chloe's eyes turned cold.

There was no room for complacency.

"I cannot fight against the ' World Serpent Mark '," she quickly told Su Ming.

The "tongue" we just caught is gone.

The power of the Dust Serpent Mark comes from Jörmungandr, and currently only the Divine Favor Scepter possessed by Zijin can counter it.

It's practically an automatic cover-up.

"The local people who developed this area don't possess the Plundering Clock," Su Ming reminded them.

According to their own account, it was because those who had pledged allegiance to Taya were not yet qualified to receive the "holy seal."

But Su Ming believed in another possibility:

It was Jörmungandr who was unable to imprint this mark on the native creatures of Taya.

Or rather, it was a "protection" imposed by the will of the Taya Plane Will.

Chloe then looked at Yinfei, who was being submerged in icy water by Lanmo and was on the verge of death.

She gestured for Lanmo to lift the Silver Dragon out of the sea.

Water droplets fall.

Frost began to climb across Yinfei's body, freezing the broken scales, the everted wounds, and the congealed dragon blood.

Chloe looked at her coldly.

"If you want to feel more comfortable, why not answer some questions first?"

For example, who exactly is that Poison Dragon?

Yinfei was trembling all over.

pain.

cold.

humiliation.

And fear!

---- Miasma Throat ---- Poison Dragon ----Isn't it just Poison Dragon ----"

Her teeth chattered as she struggled to speak.

Chloe thought for a moment, then turned to the historical records of the Dragon Race in her magic book.

Then, a dozen or so images of dragon species that had become extinct in history were projected and displayed in a row.

Then take a closer look.

"Which of these characteristics does this ' Miasma Throat' resemble most?"