Dragon Tamer - Chapter 563 - Chapter 563: Chapter 565: The Iron Tomb
Chapter 563: Chapter 565: The Iron Tomb
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Mid-mountain Sudden Rock
The grey-black horsefly dragons flew in flocks over the forest, their wing flapping and teeth grinding sounding devilishly like a demon’s grin, sending chills down the spines of Li Chuan’s ambush cultivator team.
“They are not coming for us…”
“My lord, are there tens of thousands of them? If they were to desperately fight us, I fear few of us would survive, right?”
“Luckily we didn’t rashly descend the mountain; Absolute Ridge Chengbang is far more dangerous than we imagined.”
Hiding under the trees, Nan Yuso watched the horsefly dragons as they gradually flew away, her brows slightly furrowed.
These horsefly dragons…
Seemed to be controlled by someone, now heading towards the direction of the mountain summit.
Is it Zhu Minglang?
Are they heading for Zhu Minglang?
So many horsefly dragons, comparable to a hundred thousand elite troops, Zhu Minglang alone is likely to be gnawed down to not even his bones remaining.
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At the Peak of the Horned Mountain, thunder rumbled, and the electric light occasionally slashed the sky, bringing up a cluster of sparks that were utterly shocking, causing mountains, trees, and earth to tremble from time to time.
Zhu Minglang glanced around.
The horsefly dragons that had flown out from the people in Feather Gowns still lingered nearby, spreading out very thinly.
Zhu Minglang was not that he couldn’t kill them. But to slaughter all these eight or nine hundred horsefly dragons, the sky would have darkened, and the Horsefly Dragon Army would already have picked his bones clean.
“Who goes there?!” At the summit, the shirtless military general bellowed.
Lightning flashed, and Zhu Minglang stood outside their tents, his back to the dense cedar trees, yet inexplicably enveloped by a dense darkness that even the dazzling lightning could not penetrate.
Without uttering a word, Zhu Minglang was shrouded in shadows, and six Crimson Swords materialized beside him.
The Crimson Swords blazed with fierce flames, and as Zhu Minglang waved his hand, the Sword Spirit Dragon, turned into six sword fires, streaked straight away!
Gliding close to the ground, their flame tails were magnificent, like six dawn firelines sweeping across the horizon. They were sharp and swift, piercing through the chests of the six Giant Ridge Generals!
A hole appeared in each chest, and then the holes suddenly burned violently. The six men didn’t even have time to scream before they were reduced to ashes!!
All six died on the spot!
The shirtless Giant Ridge General was horrified; he roared, his body suddenly shrouded in a blood-golden aura.
“You’re courting death, you’re courting death!” The shirtless Giant Ridge General’s body swelled, his muscles becoming as hard as stone, and his skin turned into refined iron, taking on a dark purplish gold sheen!
“Aaaah!!”
A piercing scream echoed, and behind the shirtless Giant Ridge General, the person in the Feather Gown suddenly floated mid-air, grabbing his own neck desperately with both hands, his legs kicking frantically in the air, like a man hanging himself.
A semi-transparent tail, slender and elongated, was tightening around the neck of the Hidden Fog Island person, who didn’t even have time to cast a spell before he stopped breathing.
Behind him were three other people in Feather Gowns, but their cultivation bases were not as high as the one who controlled the horsefly dragons. Witnessing the mysterious death of their companion, they hastily recited an ancient summoning incantation.
Sounds of bird calls came from mid-air, and amidst the lightning and firelight, the dense lightning strangely transformed into numerous Thunder Sparrows.
These Thunder Sparrows dived down like protective divine birds, guarding around the three Feather Gown people.
“Ngh~~~~~~~~!!”
A dragon’s roar suddenly resonated, trembling the entire mountain summit.
Under the dragon’s roar, the fragile Thunder Sparrows burst open, turning into weak strands of electricity.
Three sharp Dragon Teeth suddenly appeared above the three men’s heads, plunging down fiercely; the three bodies were instantly pierced by the Dragon Teeth and slowly hoisted in the air.
Blood spilled, and the Dragon Teeth avidly absorbed the men’s blood. In no time, they had drained every drop of living blood from the three!
All nine perished, leaving only the shirtless Giant Ridge General.
This blood-golden Giant Ridge General was also stunned by what he had just seen, his gaze sweeping over the nine corpses, using raging anger to mask the panic inside.
Zhu Minglang didn’t want to waste time; after all, the real threat to his life was the gathering horsefly dragons heading towards the summit.
However, Zhu Minglang had noticed something, that the four Hidden Fog Island people he had killed each nurtured a large group of creatures—Thunder Sparrows, rock birds, red wasps, dragonflies.
After their deaths, these four beings lingered nearby, like a swarm of furious hornets whose nest had been destroyed, determined to take Zhu Minglang, the perpetrator, down with them.
Unfortunately, compared to the Horsefly Dragons, the strength of these Thunder Sparrows, Rock Birds, Red Wasps, and Dragon Flies was far too weak. As individuals, they had not reached True Dragon level; they were merely monsters with about a thousand years of cultivation.
Once he summoned the Azure Phoenix Azure Dragon, it could kill all of them.
Zhu Minglang focused on battling the Red Bare Giant Ridge General, whose strength had reached the Lower Level King realm—one stage higher than the golden Giant Ridge General he had killed before.
The Red Bare Giant Ridge General had a bit of intelligence; upon learning that Zhu Minglang was a Dragon Shepherd with Twin Dragon Kings, he chose to defend and delay.
He alone could not defeat Zhu Minglang, who possessed both a Middle-level Dragon King and a Lower Dragon King, but the outcome would be different once the Horsefly Dragon Army arrived.
His thoughts were clear: he would just hold Zhu Minglang off and wait for the vengeful Horsefly Dragons to kill him!
“What does it matter if you’re stronger than me? In just a while, it’s you who will be torn to pieces!” the Red Bare Giant Ridge General kept pounding his fists on the ground and on the Peak of the Horned Mountain.
Each of his punches could pulverize rocks and iron ore, and those ore fragments would fly onto his body, forming an even thicker iron ridge armor.
The rocks at the mountain top were nothing special, but the purple-black iron ore at the Peak of the Horned Mountain was extremely sturdy, impervious even to the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon’s dark corruption.
In the King-Level Realm, if one dedicated themselves to defense, killing him would not be an easy task.
Similarly, if that Horsefly Dragon Feather Gown wearer were to summon all the Horsefly Dragons to his side, his strength would be even more terrifying than Zhu Minglang’s, who possessed a Middle-level Dragon King.
Of course, whether he killed him or not, the situation remained the same. It wasn’t the Horsefly Dragon controller who was frightening, but the Horsefly Dragon Army. By now, they should have reached the mountaintop, passing through the bare Cedar Forest, and Zhu Minglang’s life was in jeopardy.
Apparently detecting Zhu Minglang’s urgency, the Red Bare Giant Ridge General continued to lean back against the Peak of the Horned Mountain, adamantly protecting his vitals like a small steel mountain.
It didn’t matter that he was wounded all over; he already heard the wingbeat of the distant Horsefly Dragon Army!
“You can’t kill me, hahaha, as a Middle-level King, you’re quite remarkable, but I, Cao Xuan, am no ordinary man!” the Red Bare Giant Ridge General, self-identified as Cao Xuan, laughed heartily.
He was deliberately provoking Zhu Minglang, knowing that the more impatient Zhu became, the more likely he was to expose a fatal flaw.
What did being a Middle-level King mean? As soon as a deadly opening appeared, he, Cao Xuan, could kill him just the same.
But Cao Xuan wasn’t stupid; there was no need for him to act. He just needed to ensure he didn’t die under the attack of these two Dragon Kings, and the Horsefly Dragons would take care of the rest.
“Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz~~~~~~~~~~~~~”
Like the grinding teeth of a demon, the Horsefly Dragon Army had already drawn close. Zhu Minglang looked back and saw the grey-black bodies, like a sandstorm, approaching towards him.
The Horsefly Dragons that had been lingering around Zhu Minglang were energized, flying towards their comrades. They let out a strange cry, as if to tell the Horsefly Dragon Queen: It’s him, this human killed our keeper!
“Nya~”
A pleasant call rang out, and Zhu Minglang heard the desire of the Nuwa Dragon in the Spirit Realm, requesting to join the battle.
Zhu Minglang didn’t think twice; he immediately opened the sigil to let the Nuwa Dragon walk out from the Spirit Realm.
The Nuwa Dragon stepped out of the sigil, glanced at the terrifying Horsefly Dragon Army behind her, and her Night Amber eyes began to flicker with a strange gleam.
“Seal… seal!”
The language of the Nuwa Dragon was very broken; she hadn’t yet mastered human languages.
She extended her hand, her pale palm with its fine, scale-like patterns, and slapped it down towards the Red Bare Giant Ridge General, who was still laughing brazenly.
“It’s useless, how could a Monarch Level Demon Girl Dragon harm me? Wait to die!!” Cao Xuan continued to mock.
The palm strike rippled through the air like a gentle wave, soft and lacking any destructive force.
At first, Zhu Minglang thought the Nuwa Dragon intended to kill this disgusting Red Bare Giant Ridge General with one slap, but soon he realized her palm wasn’t aimed at the Giant Ridge General but rather at the Peak of the Horned Mountain behind him!
Composed of purple-black iron ore, the Peak of the Horned Mountain could withstand even the power of the Thunderwing Sky Seed. It was precisely because the Red Bare Giant Ridge General kept absorbing these iron ore fragments for his armor that both the Sword Spirit Dragon and Heavenly Slaughter Dragon had trouble taking down this guy…
Could the Nuwa Dragon shatter this mountain??
But if shattered, the Thunderwing would scatter across the entire mountain range, unable to form the tribulation power she needed.
The palm wave reached the Peak of the Horned Mountain, which began to shake. More iron ore fell from the mountain, all flying towards the Red Bare Giant Ridge General.
When the Red Bare Giant Ridge General saw more iron ore adhering to him, confusion crossed his face. Just as he thought his opponent had been pressured into casting the spell in reverse, suddenly even larger chunks of iron ore crashed down from the Peak of the Horned Mountain, trapping his towering figure inside!
More and more iron ore piled up, forming a small ore mountain, and under the Rock Hiding Method of the Nuwa Dragon, these rock fragments were melting together without a single gap.
From the outside, this little ore mountain that sealed the Red Bare Giant Ridge General looked more like a giant, airtight tomb.
Cao Xuan stopped laughing; trapped tightly inside, he might not lose his life immediately, but he couldn’t do anything either. Breaking out of the iron ore tomb would also take a very long time!!
