Ghost King's eyes darkened as she glanced at the familiar jewelry near Orson's ear. A seductive smile crept onto her face as she chuckled softly, "As his sword in the darkness, how could I not know he possessed such an item?"
Upon hearing this, Orson's heart skipped a beat. Ghost King's smile faded, and she coldly commanded, "Crimson Blood Barrier: Blissful Torrent!"
Orson's heart tightened. Such a far-reaching spell?
Suddenly, blood mist began to surge from all directions, and the continuous crimson sea swallowed Orson whole.
But this range far exceeded what Ghost King could typically manage.
Looking up at the gradually disintegrating secret realm, Orson quickly realized what was happening. The sky cracked open, and the earth itself trembled. Ghost King's Blood Demon Magic was the very fabric of the Blissful Secret Realm itself!
The so-called secret realm was essentially a long-lasting magical barrier. The Blissful Land had been created through a combination of Ghost King's Blood Demon Magic and the Holy Light Dragon King's spatial magic scroll.
Orson's face darkened as countless pale hands rose from the blood sea and ensnared his legs.
Crimson Lizard King struggled to maintain flight in the rushing torrent, but the hands clung to her like a cancer, and no matter how she fought, she couldn't break free from the overwhelming grasp.
Orson sucked in a sharp breath, realizing that the Blood Demon Magic had a 99% slow effect, making even simple movements excruciatingly difficult.
Slow!
Slow!
Defense/Damage reduction removed!
Though Blood Demon Magic lacked offensive power, its plethora of debilitating effects lasted for an exaggerated hour.
The Blood Demon Barrier...
Jewelry skill deactivated!
The God-Emperor Earrings' radiance faded, and Orson's face grew grim as he lost the ability to use his spatial net escape.
"Die!"
"Blood Clan!! Long live!"
Behind them, the Blood Clan warriors raised their arms and roared in exhilaration. Finally, the bastards who had tormented them all day were going to pay the price!
In the blink of an eye, a hail of arrows and magical beams rained down on Crimson Lizard King.
Blood Clan warriors empowered by Forbidden Curse leapt onto Crimson Lizard King's back, swinging battle axes and great swords, hacking at her furiously.
Their output was staggering, and Crimson Lizard King's health dropped by over 50 million in an instant.
Three of Orson's Supreme Soul Disc avatars were shredded by the relentless assault and disappeared.
Two Bone Dragon Kings seized the opportunity and swooped past the struggling Crimson Lizard King, their sharp bone claws causing further damage.
Despite Crimson Lizard King's unmatched strength, she couldn't help but let out a painful roar.
Her blood-red eyes glared in defiance as she tried to retaliate with a Death Dragon Breath, but the two sly Bone Dragon Kings swiftly dodged.
"I, Winona, will lead the Blood Clan to rise again!"
"Ancestor's holy power! The Ancestor is invincible!"
Seeing this, Winona raised her Fallen Angel staff high, her spirit ignited like it was a thousand years ago in the world of Infinite Dimensions, filled with boundless enthusiasm!
"It's just a celebration before the end."
A voice rang out coldly, and Ghost King was momentarily taken aback.
Orson's lips curled into a faint smile as he held a battered dragon egg in his hand, raising it like he was preparing to toss it.
"Go, Berenice!"
To any Pokémon player, they would have shouted, "Pro at work!"
With a sudden whoosh, Berenice, aided by Orson, transformed into a streak of light and shot forward.
"Don't—bully my big bad dragon!"
Berenice shouted, crashing hard into the wall of the Blood Demon Magic barrier.
Crimson Lizard King, though still disdainful of dragons, couldn't help but smile slightly. The constant yelling from Berenice had finally worn her down a little.
Boom!
Ghost King furrowed her brow, wondering where this audacious little thing had found the courage to try and shake the secret realm's barrier!
Boom!
Berenice crashed into the barrier again, but this time, the impact was louder. She spun mid-air, her head spinning as she struggled to steady herself.
"This barrier's strength surpasses the main city's. It's almost on par with a Dragon King's defense. Could even Berenice not break it?" Orson muttered to himself, thinking about calling Berenice back for another plan.
But to his surprise, Berenice refused to back down.
At that moment, inside the dragon egg, the tiny figure seemed to emanate the strength of a Vilitian Giant Beast.
Berenice backed up, gathering strength for another charge.
Orson was dumbfounded. "I thought Ghost King was the pinnacle of stubbornness, but this little one is an even more extreme case of a hardhead!"
Berenice: "I, Berenice, will not allow you to bully my servant! This Dragon Emperor... keeps her promises!"
A flash of light shot through the air, and an earth-shattering sound echoed.
Orson's heart skipped a beat, fearing... the egg might shatter.
Ghost King's eyes widened in astonishment. She watched as the seemingly indestructible barrier cracked.
Berenice didn't stop, once again gathering energy, and the dragon egg exploded with dazzling white light, charging into the barrier once more!
This time, the cracking sound was especially loud, and a huge hole appeared in the barrier.
Ghost King muttered in disbelief, "How... is this possible?"
The little one's joyful laugh echoed as it began to move around the inside of the barrier.
Its stubbornness was beyond belief. Everywhere it went, the barrier's light shattered, and in no time, several holes had been blasted through it.
"Monster..." Orson whispered in amazement. If this little one could hatch successfully, even a Dragon King's barrier might not be enough to contain it.
With such an overpowered ability... Orson couldn't help but imagine how fun it would be to use this power for destruction and theft!
Boom!
The barrier exploded in a massive burst, and the blood sea quickly dispersed.
Orson looked ahead, and the secret realm had vanished, replaced by the ruined Ancient City of the Ghost King!
The only things that remained standing were the Archangel statues, still locking Ghost King in an area less than a kilometer wide.