A Dragon against the Whole World-Chapter 140 - 137: The Ominous Star Reveals Its Fangs to the World
Amidst a series of deep roars, that crimson malevolent star lowered in altitude, gradually revealing its true form.
Galos unfurled his Dragon Wings, shadowing the sky. His searing scales evaporated the rain into white mist, his mighty and rugged form faintly visible within.
He folded his wings and dove towards the human camp, compressing the air into visible cone-shaped shockwaves.
"Dragon! It’s an Evil Dragon!"
The Knight Commander’s roar was drowned in the sonic boom.
The dense Red-hot Dragon Scales tore through wind and rain, leaving trails of steam, pouring into the human camp.
Buzz!
The ground suddenly lit up with one Magic Rune after another.
The Defense Array constructed here was activated, transforming into a bowl-like Energy Shield around the camp.
Boom boom boom!
Thick flames erupted like the roar of a furious Dragon.
The Energy Shield flickered uncertainly, and large areas of cracks appeared on its surface.
"Defend!"
The Knight Commander’s pupils shrank as he shouted.
Already in training, the fully armed knights raised their great shields.
Crash!
The shield seemed to encounter a heavy strike and shattered instantly.
Galos’s mighty form tore apart the Magic Shield, a pair of Celestial Comet Wings, shining with a cold light, fully unfolded like a giant guillotine, sweeping towards the knight phalanx.
"Slay the Dragon! Slay the Dragon!"
The Knight Commander raised his arm and yelled.
This knight, clad in heavy armor, wielding a spear nearly four meters long, took the lead and braved towards Galos.
The magic power surged within him, igniting a flame-like energy reaction on his body, which even extended to coat the spear. With a flick of his wrist, the spear sped like lightning, thrusting toward the Dragon’s head.
If he could first land a blow on the Giant Dragon, then the entire Knight Order, along with the Alchemy Golem, could have a chance to take down the Dragon. His robust physique wouldn’t be killed by just one strike.
The next moment, the lance with Alchemy Runes shattered under the Dragon Claw.
Galos smashed the spear with his left claw, while his right claw, wrapped in a fierce gust, pressed down onto the Knight Commander.
Bang!
The armor shattered, and the Knight Commander’s once-proud body burst into a mist of blood, leaving no bones behind.
Galos’s speed did not diminish at all as he continued his charge.
Heavy shields and hard Fine Steel Long Spear.
Also the knights’ bodies.
Tents ahead and weapon racks.
...all split in two, or even smashed directly into a mist of blood and powder.
In one blow.
The viscount spent a fortune cultivating private army knights and lost a quarter just like that.
Galos tore through the knight phalanx like an unstoppable Dragon-shaped blade, soared back, again swept over the knight phalanx.
In a short time, two dives.
The Knight Order brought here lost half their lives, while the cost for Galos was only some slight scratches as the spears grazed his scales.
The remaining knights scattered.
Whoosh! An ice spear broke through the air towards Galos, shattered by a swing of his thick tail.
The Frost Giant stepped heavily, at a hurried pace, sprinting forth, condensing an ice spear in its hand, preparing to throw.
Galos flapped his Dragon Wings, sharply elevating in a straight line, hovering high in the sky.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The engine roars suddenly echoed, almost simultaneously, like thunder; the eyes of the Five Platform Alchemy Golem lit up at the same time, fixating on Galos.
The young Caster’s face was aghast.
The tent he was in had been torn apart by the strong wind as Galos flapped his wings, exposing him entire in the rain, drenched, hair plastered flat against his scalp, face devoid of previous confidence and composure.
Tax Collector Brent fell into the mud, trembling legs unable to stand.
Only the middle-aged man with a hard, dark complexion, rough skin, like a reef battered thousands of times by the waves, stood before the young Caster. His small frame yet held as firm as a hill, with an aura solid as substance.
No, not an aura, but ’Qi.’
"A Martial Monk?"
Galos’ gaze narrowed slightly as it fixed on Bain. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
The Martial Dragon he wishes to become is evolved from Martial Monk, essentially an advanced profession of the Dragon Race’s Martial Monk, but the traditional Martial Monk profession is still its foundation, providing some reference value.
Now without fear of exposure, he directly used the Investigation Technique on the Martial Monk, eyes glistening towards him.
However, the Investigation Technique was blocked.
His gaze could not penetrate the Martial Monk’s enveloping Qi.
This indicated that the Martial Monk’s Life Level exceeded Galos, above Level 10.
In Galos’ vision, the Martial Monk’s Qi burned like flames, tenacious yet limited by the human body, and that’s all.
At the same time.
The Viscount’s son suppressed his inner dread, forcibly calm, looked up at the powerful Giant Dragon circling high above, and scolded, "Dragon! We have no grudges between us, leave immediately, or do you wish to provoke military pursuit?!"
When facing a ferocious Evil Dragon, yielding would not work.
Feigning authority from the Federation’s military might intimidate the dragon into retreat.
Unfortunately, Galos was not simply passing through, suddenly decided to attack on a whim.
After thoughtful consideration, he already assessed the risks.
He lowered his gaze, facing the tiny creatures below, and said, "Humans, the taxes you requested, I personally came to deliver. Is my arrival not welcomed?"
The voice of the Red Iron Dragon was deep, like thunder rolling within clouds, shaking the hearts of those present.
Edmund’s face slightly stiffened.
Is this Dragon the true Lord behind those monsters?!
