Shadows flashed, and light flowed. The sound of swords tearing through the air, the muffled sound of flesh being torn, and the roar of the dragon were all mixed together.
There was already a large pool of blood on the ground. The dark red dragon was riddled with wounds from the combined attacks of Clito and Asner, and it looked like its injuries were worsening.
However, its aura did not weaken in the slightest. Instead, it continued to strengthen.
This was completely illogical, but it was happening right in front of them. Clito and Asner were on high alert and did not dare to make the slightest mistake.
Battles at the Legendary level were a little special. If it was just a friendly match, a victor might not be determined even after a few days and nights. However, if it was a desperate fight, then the victor would often be decided after a few rounds — or rather, life and death.
The appearance of this giant dragon was strange. Although it had not displayed any special abilities up until now, just the fact that its aura was not weak after being beaten and injured was enough to make people vigilant and afraid.
The two subconsciously moved closer to ensure that they could protect each other at the crucial moment. Then, they launched another wave of attacks.
The swords were like the wind, and the swords were like lightning. In just a few seconds, the dragon's body had a few more wounds, and more blood flowed out.
The giant dragon roared angrily. Due to the injury to its throat, its voice was a little hoarse, but there was no panic in its hoarse voice. Instead, it was still full of fighting spirit, like a warrior who had suffered a few minor injuries.
However, the injuries it had suffered were definitely not minor. Among the injuries on its body, at least two or three of them were almost at the "fatal" level.
For example, the wound on its chest was a cross cut made by Clito's twin blades. His twin sabers also had a great history. The black saber was made in imitation of the weapon that the God of Knowledge, Wall, had used in the past. The body of the saber was sealed with the bones of demons. Not only did this give the saber an astonishing sturdiness, but it could also constantly release evil pressure on the enemy through battle. If the enemy's will was not strong enough, they would unknowingly be affected and fall into panic. The white sword, on the other hand, was made from the horn of the old dead white dragon. Through ingenious means, the "dragon" characteristic of the sword was stimulated. Not only could it give the wielder a powerful magic resistance similar to that of a giant dragon, but it could also cause additional damage when facing a powerful creature like the giant dragon.
A cross-shaped wound was made on the chest by this pair of swords, and the owner of the swords took advantage of this slash to infuse Dou Qi into the dragon's body. Even the most powerful dragon would not be able to withstand such an injury.
Logically speaking, it should have already collapsed.
However, this giant dragon had no intention of falling. Instead, it continued to roar angrily and did not slow down at all.
No, it was not "not slow", but rather, it was gradually becoming more agile.
This was impossible, but it was happening right in front of their eyes.
Clito waved his two blades, using the black blade to deflect the shockwave from the dragon's tail. He then waved his white blade, creating a shockwave in the air that pierced towards the dragon's left eye.
Naturally, the saber didn't hit its target. The giant dragon closed its eyes, and the shockwave that could pierce through a large tree hit its eyelids, but it didn't achieve anything.
From the sound, it sounded like steel colliding with steel.
What the hell! Its body seems to be stronger than before?
Clito was secretly surprised, but his hands did not relax at all. The white blade moved, blocking the shockwave from the giant dragon's claws. The black blade danced, bringing with it a circle of black light, like a black cloak.
Then, Asner rushed out from the darkness. The silver-green translucent blade shone brightly as it was infused with fighting energy. It went straight for the dragon's brow.
The brow was also one of the giant dragon's vital points. Although the bones of the giant dragon were very hard, and the skull was especially hard, as long as the skull was broken and the brain protected by the hard bones was damaged, the giant dragon would die.
Some of the older giant dragons were able to hide all the vitality in their bodies. They did not have the concept of a 'vital point' like normal dragons. However, no matter how much they hid their vitality, they could not hide the 'dragon crystal' in the middle of their brain.
This was the organ that the giant dragon used to control the flow of magic. Even a giant dragon that did not know how to cast spells would need to use it to control the flow of energy in their body. Otherwise, they would become paralyzed. They would not even be able to walk, much less fight.
The location of the dragon crystal in most giant dragons was a little behind the brow, hidden behind the sturdy skull.
Of course, this vital point did not have much meaning. The giant dragon's head was the toughest part of its body. If one could pierce through its head and damage the dragon crystal, then it would not be difficult to kill it. On the contrary … if one pierced through the dragon crystal to kill the giant dragon, the dragon crystal would be damaged. This would greatly reduce the value of the giant dragon's corpse. It was a waste.
However, to Asner, destroying the Dragon Crystal was her top priority.
Even if this sword could not damage the dragon's head, as long as it could damage the dragon crystal, it would be enough to defeat the giant dragon.
The sword light flickered and instantly pierced through the dragon's skin and flesh, stabbing deeply into its body.
At the same time, Asner, who was nicknamed 'Topaz', gave a light shout. Her battle energy surged and the light on her sword became brighter.
At this moment, she used all her strength and released her battle energy without reservation. It turned into a force that could topple mountains and overturn seas, sweeping towards the giant dragon's head.
The giant dragon let out a mournful cry and swung its head, flinging her and the sword in her hand away.
"Is it effective?"
Asner nimbly turned around in the air and looked at the giant dragon.
However, other than screaming, the giant dragon did not show any signs of being knocked down. It even waved its claws and forced Clito to take a few steps back.
"How is this possible?!"
"Is … is it immortal?"
"Let's escape …"
Witnessing this scene, Asner and Clito suffered a huge blow. Their confidence in victory was greatly reduced. The aristocratic cavalry were even more scared out of their wits, their legs trembling uncontrollably.
Most of them also knew about the dragon's vital points. Slaying a dragon was one of the bards' favorite traditional songs. Almost everyone knew about these "vital points" that were important but of little practical significance.
Seeing that this dark red giant dragon did not even care about its dragon crystal being pierced, their low morale finally collapsed. They screamed and began to escape.
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