Chapter 1066: Chapter 674, Spare Lives Under the Knife
Thunder, scorched the ground in front of the lord’s mansion into char.
The effects of thunder attributes, spread around, continuing to ravage the surrounding undead.
But that man’s figure had already disappeared.
Vanished completely within the Dragon Breath.
Beata, along with all the Dragon Clan watching this, were pleased.
The leader was dead, these soulless undead would soon disperse.
But…, the joyful expression did not last long.
For, the surroundings did not change despite the man’s death.
Up in the sky, the Bone Dragon was still crazily spewing “black pillars”. On the ground, skeletons relentlessly fired bullets and magic missiles into the sky.
How could this be?
“Is this your plan?” Rolana, flapping her wings, approached and looked at her calmly.
“You…” Beata’s heart tightened.
Rolana continued, “What if I told you that the person you just killed wasn’t the leader here? How would you find him?”
This…
Beata’s mind exploded.
Wrong person!
Her gaze swept downwards again.
On the dim ground, swarms of undead stood; how was she to discern the true leader among them?
“Then I will kill everyone here, including you.” A fierce expression crossed Beata’s face as she soared into the sky again.
Thunderbolts rained down, crackling as they fell amongst the ranks of the undead.
Rolana followed closely, unleashing a series of dark magic spells.
Aimed at the silver-white dragon.
…
Elsewhere.
Roar!!
A roar of fury.
The dragon hero “Asheburn” spewed intense flames sweeping towards swarming White Bone Bats.
The dead undead fell as a bone rain.
Seeing Beata entangled by a Bat Wing woman and roaring in anger, he was about to go help.
But at that moment.
From left and right, two swiftly shot chains instantly wrapped around his ankles.
Forcefully pulling him back to his original spot.
At the same time, two figures leapt onto the Bone Dragon and soared into the air.
Their hands and feet smashed towards their own head.
Close combat with the Dragon Clan?
Ridiculous.
Asheburn, breaking free from the chains, just tried to rise.
Suddenly, a flash of chill appeared in the darkness, and a dagger materialized out of nowhere, stabbing towards his eyes.
Asheburn’s heart tightened as he immediately closed his eyes.
Thwack!!
The dagger pierced the closed eyelids. The sharp blade was blocked by the eyelid, unable to harm the eyeball inside.
However, this attack also brought fear and rage to “Asheburn”.
Towards the position that just stabbed the dagger, he breathed out.
The flames passed through the darkness, hitting no targets.
This delay allowed the two figures to reach the top of his head.
Bang, bang!!
Two dull thuds sounded as Yaxibarn’s forehead was struck heavily by punches.
The formidable force made his head buzz.
At the same time, swarms of undead bats lunged towards him, attempting to entangle him.
Two figures, however, brushed past each other and were caught by bone dragons as they descended.
After circling once, they soared again, launching an attack towards him.
…
Below.
Clatter!!
A troop of a hundred undead emerged from a corner.
They were taller than normal undead.
Clad in heavy armor, wielding battle axes.
However, the bones of their heads were not human, resembling more the shape of a hyena or wolf.
They pushed aside the undead before them, trampling over the scattered bones covering the ground.
They reached the center position.
Their hollow eye sockets, burning with soul fire, looked up at the stubbornly resisting dragon swarm above.
The tall undead, each finding their target, stretched out a hand to point at it.
[Trait Stripping]was sequentially activated.
The dragons spinning in aerial combat.
Instantly lost balance and began falling from the sky.
Though it lasted only a brief few seconds.
It still provided an opportunity for the undead, as beams of black light struck the dragons.
Without waiting for any reaction, swarms of giant bats and vultures madly lunged forward.
They enveloped the dragons’ bodies, frantically tearing at their scales and flesh.
The air was filled with painful roars.
More dragons fell from the sky.
Beheaded directly by ‘Nisbit’ wielding a huge axe.
…
Among tens of thousands of ordinary skeleton soldiers, one ordinary skeleton, with ‘ghastly blue’ ghost fire burning in its pupils.
Looked up at the battling sky above, but did not dare make any significant movements.
It had just been engulfed by a blast of silver dragon breath.
Fang Hao was also startled.
Who would have thought, the silver dragon was fierce enough to spit at him while braving a barrage of attacks.
Although his body was that of a demon doll, the moment it was swallowed by the dragon breath.
He genuinely felt like he was about to die.
Even now, thinking back on it, he still felt a bit frightened.
Luckily, he had many avatars, so he generally did not personally appear in battle.
Beneath the silver dragon’s breath, he had also lost that doll body.
It was a warrior doll, and he felt quite distressed about it.
It also served as a wake-up call for him, no longer controlling the demon doll to swagger out but instead invoking ‘God’s Presence’ and blending with ordinary skeletons.
The city was full of and skeletons, go find them.
Even if you find it, I can switch to another one.
The hollow eye sockets continued to observe the battlefield above.
As bone dragons and flocks of airborne units joined the battle, the outcome became increasingly clear.
The dragons of the Dragon Clan kept dying without interruption, falling from the sky.
“Go, organize the team, collect all the fallen dragons, and don’t let them be wasted,” Fang Hao turned his skull to instruct the ‘Bound Spirit Guardian’ nearby.
“Yes, master.” The Bound Spirit Guardian quietly withdrew.
He then started beckoning to the skeleton soldiers to gather the fallen dragon corpses and transport them to a safe place.
Although the dragon was not as heroic as the Dragon Clan heroes, every part of its body was valuable.
By then, its flesh and scales could be sold for money, and its bones transformed into a Bone Dragon.
Ah! Nothing should be wasted.
…
Beata’s silvery figure flitted through the night sky like lightning.
After flipping to dodge the incoming “dark red longspear,” she gathered streams of silvery spells, continuously striking back.
Silver dragons, within the Dragon Clan, possessed a high status.
Even if she neglected her training, her strength would still enhance with age.
Of course, the prerequisite was to stay alive.
Their robust dragon scales boasted high magic resistance.
But facing the dark red longspear, it could still easily pierce through her scales and impale her body.
Clang, clang, clang!!
The bullets from below kept striking her body nonstop.
The relentless attacks also began to scar her scales.
The massive dragon body flew low past the tall towers, immediately spread its wings to slow down at a blind spot in the bat-winged woman’s vision, then flipped to face the rear.
The woman’s figure had just appeared.
“Roar!”
A stream of silvery breath burst forth instantly, shooting toward Rolana.
Rolana’s form dodged swiftly; the dragon breath narrowly missed her.
Boom, boom, boom!!
The dragon breath exploded against the building behind, instantly causing the structure to crumble.
The pervasive air’s thunderous nature also affected Rolana.
“Is this all you’ve got?” Rolana’s eyelids twitched, also startled.
Staring at the silver dragon, her anger grew.
The previous strike, had it really hit her,
would have left her dead or severely wounded.
The silver dragon gave no answer, her body transformed back into human form, shifted direction, morphed into a giant dragon again, and prepared to circle back.
“I don’t have time to play with you anymore.” Rolana’s figure burst forth even quicker than before.
In the moment the giant dragon had just reverted back, Rolana had already reached above the dragon’s back.
Her hands surrounded the “Fine Iron Valkyrie Longsword” with dark red energy.
The sword’s gleam was like a crescent moon, slashing towards the silver dragon’s nape.
Pfft!
The sound of scales splitting and flesh tearing resounded.
The longsword’s edge wound, opening a huge gash on the silver dragon’s nape.
Aow!!
The silver dragon let out a painful cry, her form tumbling downward.
Once again transformed into human form mid-air, gritting her teeth as she conjured spells.
Countless Thunder Snakes fell once more from the sky.
Sweeping indiscriminately across everything around.
Bang—!
Rolana, against the brunt of the Thunderbolt,
landed, and with one foot stepped on her chest.
One foot stomped on her chest.
Amid the continuously falling Thunderbolt.
The curved longsword was raised again.
Her eyes gleamed with a human’s crimson.
“It’s over.”
…
The dragon hero ‘Ashbern’ of the Dragon God dodged an incoming punch at the last moment.
The ‘Orange Tier Three’ dragon hero was brought to this state by two melee heroes and one assassin from the shadows.
His heart was exceptionally stifled.
But he had no better solution.
The two heroes below, coordinating very tacitly,
After each attack, the Bone Dragons would catch them, forcefully turning the aerial combat
into the situation as it was now.
But what troubled him the most was still the assassin hidden in the shadows.
He knew that man was lurking in the dark, yet he couldn’t catch him,
Instead, he had to be cautious of the periodic attacks.
Bang!!
A dull sound, as ‘Ashbern’s’ body fell hard.
With a ‘thud’, he crashed into an unusually thick oak.
What was imagined as breaking didn’t happen.
But the treetops swayed slightly.
“Damn it!” Ashbern cursed as he staggered up from the ground.
His gaze quickly scanning the sky.
No longer seeing ‘Beata’s’ silhouette, his heart panicked even more.
His eyes, when turned to the two oncoming melee heroes, grew fiercer.
Ashbern, taking in a deep breath, quickly gathered magic, readying a major move.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!
Suddenly, swooshing sounds resonated next to him.
Countless branches lashed towards him from all sides, wrapping around his wings and body instantly.
Ashbern, alarmed,
Immediately tried to free himself from these branches, but these seemingly ordinary branches had strong resilience.
More and more branches wrapped around his body.
Even though he flapped his wings, it was as if he was anchored by a massive weight, pulling him back to his original position.
Ashbern was shocked to the core, knowing well that if he didn’t gain any advantage in the air, landing would only worsen the situation.
His body rapidly morphed into human form, attempting to escape.
But the branches still tightly wound around him, constricting with increasing force.
As Anjia and the Lion King charged rapidly from a distance,
Watching the Dragon Clan hero progressively being bundled up tightly.
Without hesitation, they began to thrash him with a barrage of punches.
Hitting him with a rhythmic thud.
“Anjia, what’s happening here?” A miniature Shinisara formed from oak branches, looked down.
Anjia looked up and said, “Oh, nothing much, just the Dragon Clan attacking!”
“Dragon Clan? And it’s nothing serious?”
Shinisara, looking back at the situation above, felt like the sky was falling.
…
“Spare her!”
As Rolana swung down her final sword, aiming to decapitate Beata,
a shout came from behind.
A Skeleton warrior ran into the alley, his armor clattering,
quickly fastening a strangely shaped strap around the fallen ‘Beata’.