"Roar —" The fallen Valastrasz's eyes were bloodshot. His yellow pupils were now covered in a bloody mist.
Before the flames accumulated in Gavin Rad's body exploded, his target had always been Gavin Rad. However, after the explosion, he seemed to suddenly lose interest in this Holy Knight who was shining with golden light and using the power of wind and lightning to deal heavy damage to him.
No matter how brave Gavin Rad was, how coquettish he was, or how he taunted him, the red dragon ignored him. He chose to attack the target he liked.
"Argh —" Vanessa, who had been waving her daggers around near the dragon's abdomen and dealing a lot of damage to Valastrasz, suddenly realized that the dragon had turned around. Being stared at by a pair of eyes filled with madness, Vanessa was so scared that she almost peed her pants. Subconsciously, she cast Invisibility to make herself disappear from the dragon's sight and senses.
"Where are you looking at?! Big lizard! "At this critical juncture, Lord Howl stepped forward. Grom leaped high in an unscientific manner. That leap at the cost of burning his Fury allowed him to cross a height of 30 meters in an instant and fly straight to the ceiling of the hall.
Lord Howl did an unexpected and nimble somersault in the air, allowing himself to stand upside down. His legs pressed against the ceiling like springs, and he used the momentum of falling to the ground to push himself back down.
Lord Howl's full-powered attack had the power to kill an Abyssal Lord. Not to mention, [Red Dragon Essence] also gave him extraordinary Fury energy.
[Blood Roar]'s mournful crimson light actually suppressed the radiance of [Red Dragon Essence] that the red dragon had spread in the air.
"Boom —"
The huge impact produced a violent force akin to that of a tactical nuclear bomb. Even the red dragon, whose body had been strengthened by the power of corruption, could not withstand this blow.
"Argh!" Valastrasz let out a very human-like scream.
Everyone could see that there was a bone-deep axe mark on his extended left dragon claw.
The tough dragon scales, tough dragon skin, and sturdy dragon flesh were all unable to withstand this attack.
"Argh —" Tirion Fordring, who had been playing by the rules since the start of the battle, suddenly launched an attack.
If Mograine's [Ashbringer] was a sun that illuminated the entire land and made evil have nowhere to hide, then Tirion's [Ashbringer] was like using the best steel on the edge of a blade.
Tirion was already recognized as the number one person in the Holy Light. This was not a false praise, but a very solid ranking.
Sai Dan was more like a pure martial artist. His understanding of martial arts was above that of Holy Light.
Gavinrad's talent had gone awry. He was now more like a Thunder Warrior than a Paladin.
Turalyon's Holy Light was the weakest among the Five Silver Saints from the very beginning because his specialty was in commanding an army. If he had not inherited Lothar's [Quel 'Zaram], his combat power would probably only be second-rate.
The purity and strength of Theon's holy light were far superior to the other three, but he still used the holy light in his body in a stingy way.
Now, he was using his performance to tell everyone why!
The bright holy light was long, narrow, and beautiful. Theon wielded [Ashbringer] as if it were a paper fan, splitting the hall that was filled with a scarlet aura into two.
The golden sword light fell, and the space seemed to be strangely distorted. The fallen ancient red dragon moved its body, and a line of blood that emitted golden light appeared along its shoulder and the wound on its left claw, running across its entire claw.
The golden line continued to extend backward, leaving a dazzling golden ripple in the air. It swept across the hall, which was quite small for a dragon.
Wherever it passed, the benches that should have been used by Razorgore's Orcs were broken in rows. With a crisp crack, the golden line swept across the scorching western wall of the hall. The perfectly straight and slanted black line on the wall rapidly expanded in a few seconds, turning into a bottomless ravine.
Time seemed to stop at that moment.
The huge dragon claw hung limply. Its muscles, tendons, and bones had been completely severed. Only a small piece of tough dragon skin was left holding it together.
Vaelastrasz, who had suddenly lost his balance, fell face first onto the ground. He was in an extremely sorry state.
The red dragon's fall was like sending itself to the back of its neck. How could the powerhouses let go of such an opportunity?
Gavin Rad was the first to pounce. His Divine Artifact sword was wrapped in bright purple lightning. If the Wind Sword was replaced with a hammer, he would be the God of Thunder Thor.
Lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled.
Gavin Rad's full-powered attack directly pierced the weakest joint between the dragon's neck and body.
"Ahhh —" As Vaelastrasz screamed, his long, snake-like neck snapped in half and bit Gavin Rad out of reflex.
Holy light rose, and Gavin Rad activated his invincibility. Even though he was protected by the holy golden light, his sharp teeth still bit the light shield, producing a terrifying sound that made one's teeth ache.
Sasha suddenly used Aimed Shot, and the arrow, which had been charged up to the maximum, hit the dragon's jaw. It only stopped the red dragon for less than a tenth of a second before the powerful bite was activated again.
If the invincibility period was over, Gavin Rad would be finished!
"Boss! Boss! Do something! Or I'll die! "Gavin Rad was so scared that he almost peed his pants.
"I'm coming!"
Duque came as soon as he said he would. With a flash, he appeared on the dragon's back. The Divine Artifact sword in his hand, which shone with flames and the light of wind and lightning, pierced into the back of Vaelastrasz's neck through the terrifying wound that Gavin Rad had created.
The spiral-like blade avoided the protrusion on the neck and pierced through the gap between two vertebrae, stabbing into the red dragon's cervical nerves.
Sizzle! A strong electric current traveled along the red dragon's nerves to its entire body. The huge dragon's body immediately convulsed, and then it froze.
A second later, Duque stood on the dragon's head and pressed down with his magic palm.
Sensing that Duque was invading his spiritual world, the red dragon screamed in despair. "No! No! It's too late. My memories have been erased, and half of my soul has been destroyed. I'll only be a slave to the Black Dragon King! Give up on me. I don't want to make my sins even worse! "
"Haha! There's more than one Nefarian among the so-called Black Dragon Kings! "Duque laughed as he raised a one-fifth of platinum high up.
"This is …" Vaelastrasz's pupils suddenly constricted as he felt a coercive force coming from above.
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