Evolving Silver Dragon

Chapter 322: 320 Blooming Blood Flower_1

Translator: 549690339

Dawn was approaching, and once the sun rose, many of the troublesome undead creatures would naturally fade away.

If they didn’t leave, most of their combat abilities would be lost.

Even if the undead did not flee, under the sunlight, they would only become easy prey like lambs to the slaughter.

Although these lambs looked quite unremarkable and smelled foul

Logically, the victory in this battle should have been secured for Har City.

However, those with some insight or Metal Dragons didn’t think so.

Earlier, Liuguang Jinhuo’s movements had attracted the attention of most people on the battlefield, and his situation was now in full view.

Honestly, from Liuguang Jinhuo’s current performance, things didn’t seem to be going well

And if they lost him, who else could withstand the powerful Witch Demon in armor?

Perhaps they could try Konoheim, but anyone who thought of him would look around and find no trace of him.

At this moment, a twenty-meter-long Brass Dragon suddenly spoke with a twitch at the corner of its mouth, “The Master of Time has already left Har City, saying that the legendary spell ‘Rewind Pendulum’ he used earlier has drained his mana, and he is unable to fight for a short time  ”

Well, it seemed that they couldn’t count on him either.

As a result, many Metal Dragons roared and tried to rush to Liuguang Jinhuo’s side to offer support and assistance.

But before they could even fly near, a large number of Undead Dragons, Witch Demons, and various flying undead creatures blocked them.

Thus, the recently extinguished battle erupted again

Focusing back on the Death Lord and Liuguang Jinhuo.

Because of mana limitation, although he didn’t know why, Liuguang Jinhuo was very clear that he wouldn’t be able to use any spells for a short time.

With this thought, his mood inevitably became somewhat heavy.

On the other hand, the Death Lord seemed to have victory in his grasp.

The Throwing Spear held in Liuguang Jinhuo’s claw flickered with a strange magical light before quickly escaping his control and flying back to the Death Lord, transforming back into a Heavy Hammer and resting on his shoulder.

Seeing the change in Liuguang Jinhuo’s expression, the Death Lord sneered, “How does despair feel?”

In response to the Death Lord’s mockery, Liuguang Jinhuo coldly replied, “Even if I can’t use magic, you cannot defeat me, the representative of justice, with your fragile Witch Demon self!”

During his speech, Liuguang Jinhuo quickly flapped his dragon’s wings and charged towards the Death Lord.

“Hehe… hehe…”

As the Death Lord laughed strangely, he dodged Liuguang Jinhuo’s close-range attacks with agility, constantly using various spells to counterattack.

Although Liuguang Jinhuo’s words sounded nice, he was currently at a definite disadvantage.

Despite his strong physique, his limited experience in close combat due to his over-reliance on spells meant that he relied mostly on brute force.

Once the Death Lord adapted to his attack pattern, dealing with Liuguang Jinhuo became significantly easier.

Moreover, the Death Lord seized several opportunities when Liuguang Jinhuo made mistakes in his attacks, landing some heavy blows on him.

When dawn finally arrived and the sun shone brightly, the dazzling radiance that once covered Liuguang Jinhuo was gone, and his beautiful scales resembling golden mirrors in the sunlight were now corroded or bloodied by numerous wounds.

Liuguang Jinhuo himself was gasping for breath, clearly suffering severe physical exhaustion.

As the sunlight grew brighter, some undead creatures like Ghosts began to retreat.

This considerably relieved the pressure on the warriors and Metal Dragons of Har City, but the overwhelming atmosphere of despair had not dissipated.

Since the warriors who came to Dragon Bone Wasteland to fight the undead were not ordinary people, they could tell the current state of Liuguang Jinhuo.

The panting Liuguang Jinhuo was well aware of his dire situation.

Some time had passed, but he couldn’t help feeling desperate as he still found it hard to use his mana.

For magical creatures like dragons, the role of mana was not limited to casting spells.

The reason they could keep their enormous bodies airborne for long periods was naturally due to the aid of magic.

Of course, anomalies like Otto were an exception

Clearly, Liuguang Jinhuo’s physique was not as terrifying as Otto’s, and his wingspan was obviously smaller as well.

Being able to fly in the sky without mana support for so long, and having fought against the Death Lord for this length of time, was already a testament to his extraordinary willpower.

But no matter how strong his will was, his body had reached its limits.

Left with no choice, Liuguang Jinhuo cautiously stared at the Death Lord while slowly landing on the sandy ground.

“Reached your limit, huh  ”

The Death Lord coldly stared at Liuguang Jinhuo, anticipating that soon, a forty-meter-long Golden Dragon skeleton would be added to his collection.

Glancing at the rising sun, the Death Lord muttered under his breath, “It seems I need to speed things up  ”

Although not all undead creatures lost their combat abilities under sunlight, it still had an undeniable impact.

And this impact would only grow more pronounced as the sun rose higher.

Thus, the Death Lord planned to finish off Liuguang Jinhuo earlier and then lead the undead army to steamroll Har City.

Now was the time to turn this idea into reality!

Pure black energy enveloped the Death Lord’s Heavy Hammer under his control, making it appear several times larger than before.

If Liuguang Jinhuo were to be hit by this, he wouldn’t be feeling too good.

Faced with immense pressure, Liuguang Jinhuo stared intently at the Death Lord, ready to strike at any moment.

“Pfft!”

At that moment, to the shock of the Death Lord and the disbelief of Liuguang Jinhuo, a brilliant explosion of blood bloomed on Liuguang Jinhuo’s back.

A thirty-meter-long Black Dragon, resembling a Territory Devil Dragon, burst out from the ground and directly tore through an unsuspecting Liuguang Jinhuo’s waist, severing him in half.

Not yet fully dead, Liuguang Jinhuo bore the excruciating pain and struggled to look at the enemy that had dealt him the fatal blow.

Although it was a Black Dragon, he could swear that no Black Dragon could ever look as hideous and terrifying as this one.

But even if it was a Black Dragon, even though they were from different factions, it shouldn’t have attacked him. Weren’t the undead their common enemy right now?