Dragon Tamer - Chapter 557 - Chapter 557: Chapter 559: Cunning Murder
Chapter 557: Chapter 559: Cunning Murder
Zhu Minglang retreated to the previous fork in the road, and as the enemy was about to collide with him, he executed a backward leap with his Flying Sword, skillfully dodging the terrifying soul collision of the golden Giant Ridge General.
“Boom!!!!” Thunder and storm struck together at a fork in Absolute Valley, causing the path to collapse from the terrifying force, burying the valley road completely.
In a pile of broken rocks, the golden Giant Ridge General, Mo Hu, walked out, the heavy rocks that had been pressing on him mysteriously floating up, and as they caught in his golden giant’s raging breath, they were continuously smashed to pieces and ground into dust.
He was extremely proud, looking down on Zhu Minglang, who was flying low on his Flying Sword, like a Heavenly God.
He put on a smile and glanced briefly around him, saying cruelly, “There’s no one else here now, and I want to see who can save your dog’s life. You people of the Lower Realm, no matter how hard you train, can never compete with us, God’s people. No matter how many of you there are, we will kill them all!!”
Zhu Minglang also looked around.
Indeed, there was no one else; the main battlefield was in the narrow pathway just before, and with such thick fog obscuring the view, even if people from both sides were fighting, they couldn’t really see what each other were doing.
I’m isolated…
He hadn’t planned on revealing all of his strength so early.
But if he could quickly defeat his opponent without revealing his strength, then there was no need to constrain himself excessively.
This is the battlefield, after all. It’s either you die, or I perish.
“Let me tear you to pieces!!” the golden Giant Ridge General roared again.
He whipped up his golden raging breath, and his loft-like giant mountainous body charged again, bursting with astonishing speed and strength, his demeanor resembling a series of huge rolling sand dunes moving toward him.
Zhu Minglang didn’t dodge this time. He stretched out his right hand, and a dark pattern emerged in his palm.
The pattern formed black ripples that propagated through the air, turning the area they passed into black holes.
Gradually, the holes became abysses, resembling a black hole that could devour everything in heaven and earth, and the black ripples were no longer gentle and calm, turning into a raging vortex!
As the golden Giant Ridge General charged at Zhu Minglang, he found himself in an area where even the air had turned into a black quagmire.
His power was difficult to exert in this black quagmire, and his speed became inexplicably slower. He exerted all the strength in his body, pounding at his surroundings, but it was as futile as hitting the sea!
The golden Giant Ridge General vented his anger in frustration, punching around him and kicking the ground. His golden giant’s raging breath swept through the black mire around him, and the lightning clinging to his body dispersed wildly…
But he still couldn’t break free, unable to deploy the enormous strength that could level mountains and fill the seas.
He looked up and roared, but suddenly saw from the dark and profound heights, an inverted, sinister creature hanging down. It had a pair of cold eyes, its body covered in colorful, dark scales, winged with what looked like black silk, elegantly wrapping around most of its body, leaving only a long, slender tail…
Here in the quagmire abyss, resembling a sky without sun or moon, the elegantly dangling dragon from the dark canopy appeared like the sovereign of darkness, scrutinizing its prey with disdain and mockery!
“It’s you who are isolated!” Zhu Minglang’s voice sounded.
Initially, the golden Giant Ridge General, Mo Hu, was somewhat disdainful. After transforming into a giant, they were fearless.
But as he gradually felt the presence of that dominator and sensed the horrifying dragon domain of the dark Dragon King, he began to grow uneasy.
Setting aside the ability to easily drag one into a black abyss, just the Dragon Breath exuded by the inverted dragon was enough to send shivers down its spine.
“Middle-level… Middle-level King Level!!” Mo Hu, the golden Giant Ridge General, suddenly realized this fact.
A middle-level Dragon King!!
“Nine Nether Execution Grounds!” Zhu Minglang said coldly.
The Heavenly Slaughter Dragon was already very willing to communicate with Zhu Minglang’s intentions, and some of its abilities emerged in Zhu Minglang’s mind like memories.
This was one of the abilities that a middle-level Dragon King could comprehend, similar to a spiderweb trap that could be slowly set up to wait for the enemy to fall into it rashly. Of course, the Nine Nether Execution Grounds were not as soft as a web, and it was definitely not easy for a King-level being to escape from it.
While trapped within it, no matter how sturdy the scales, how extraordinary the flesh armor, or how impregnable the physique, everything would slowly corrode in the Nine Nether mire. The thick murk of darkness would wrap around the soul, bringing pain and torment!
The execution ground was, after all, meant for execution!
By now, the golden Giant Ridge General could see not a glimmer of light; he could only see the dark overlord approaching like an executioner.
First, let his body and soul rot, then gradually crush his spirit and will, and finally, when he was utterly exhausted, put a noose around the golden Giant Ridge General!
When Mo Hu gained the power of this illusory mountain giant god, he felt so powerful that he could tear apart anything, and there seemed to be nothing in the world that could stop him. Yet it was this Dragon Shepherd who ended his life so easily.
Suffocation, the pain intensified.
It was like being bound in Absolute Valley and then watching those disgusting bugs crawl over one’s body.
As suffocation intensified and death approached, the golden Giant Ridge General, with all his monstrous power, still couldn’t escape the dark execution.
“Seems like they’re not very bright,” Zhu Minglang concluded.
Mighty and gifted with the power of a Heavenly God, but when facing the deceitful killing of the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon, even if this Giant Ridge General showed the strength of the King-Level Realm, there was no chance for struggle.
Truly worthy of being the ultimate evolutionary species of the Mourning Dragon, the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon was an artist in slaughter, silently killing the enemy without alarming a blade of grass or shaking a mountain, and without any earth-shattering presence. Yet the King-Level golden Giant Ridge General died just like that.
The only pity was that the soul, having been corroded by the darkness, would affect the quality of the Soul Collecting Pearl Brewing, and since the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon’s cultivation base was much higher than its opponent’s, no matter how carefully the life of the golden Giant Ridge General was erased, its soul was still somewhat incomplete.
Low quality is just low quality, at least it’s a King Level Soul Bead… Huh, what’s going on?
Looking at the earth-colored soul bead in his palm, Zhu Minglang himself was surprised, because the soul bead of the golden Giant Ridge General was not King Level at all!
Monarch Level Soul Bead??
How is this possible!
No matter how damaged the dead soul, no matter how significant the disparity in strength during a battle, the level of a Soul Bead is impossible to change.
