chsdbacks Chapter 110 Can you possibly synthesize 5 divine dragons?
Chapter 110 Can you possibly synthesize 5 divine dragons?
Chapter 110 Can you possibly synthesize the Five Divine Dragons?
The atmosphere inside the carriage was heavy. No one spoke, not even the two earth-dwelling dragons pulling the carriage, who were so frightened that they whimpered softly.
Fiona remained silent for a while, but finally couldn't bear the atmosphere in the car any longer and spoke up:
"you.
boom!
A thunderous explosion drowned out her voice, abruptly interrupting her words.
Outside the car, screams and cries of alarm rose and fell. Before she could react, several more loud bangs rang out.
She lifted the curtain and stepped out of the car, a wave of heat hitting her in the face.
The smells of gunpowder, blood, and many other odors mingled together and flooded her sensitive nasal cavity.
Everywhere you look, there is swirling dust and severed limbs.
She looked up, expressionless, as a shell crashed into the army.
Another explosion rang out, the shockwave sending nearby soldiers flying and shrapnel from the shells embedding themselves in their bodies.
Many soldiers were killed on the spot, and some were paralyzed as a result.
In the middle of the crater, Long Yan, smelling the blood, pounced on the surviving soldiers, instantly turning them into a fireball.
"Dragon Flame?" Fiona stared intently at the ball of fire.
She felt a familiar presence above, like the breath of another red dragon.
"And these artillery pieces...where did he find these old relics?"
Dragons were active in the early Second Age and naturally had seen some of the weapons of other civilizations.
Fianna had seen alchemical cannons that could flatten mountains with a single shot, and she had also witnessed artillery bombardments that could turn hills into plains.
But those are all ancient stories from the Second Age.
She was certain that the North had not yet developed artillery at this time.
"The plan has changed. He seems to have obtained ancient artifacts. We can no longer sit idly by and wait for our doom."
Fianna addressed the projections behind her,
She took a deep breath, and the dragon flames on the ground converged towards her, forming a pair of dragon wings behind her.
With a gentle flap of its wings, the dragon carried her through the smoke of battle and soared into the sky.
She glanced at the ground, and out of the corner of her eye, all she could see was a desolate, scarred landscape.
The battlefield was shrouded in smoke, the craters were filled with blood, and there were severed limbs everywhere.
The earth-riding dragons carried the soldiers forward, while the Dragon Worship Cult mages erected magical barriers to block the onslaught of artillery fire.
"That's why I hate technology so much, whether it's based on steam or magic."
This is why, after taking over Frost Territory, she ordered a ban on research into such things.
"Once I conquer Winter's Throat, I must destroy these cannons and kill the craftsmen who know how they were made."
Fiona made up her mind, her long hair flying like flames, leaving a crimson trail in the air.
Even without revealing her true form, her flight speed was still extremely fast.
In just over ten seconds, she saw the cannons hidden on the mountainside.
"Found it." Fianna took a deep breath, and the dragon flames on her body coalesced into a large bow.
At the same time, a large arrow made of dragon flame appeared on the bowstring.
She drew her bow and aimed at the distant mountain.
Just as the Dragonfire Arrow was about to be fired, a beam of icy blue lightning streaked down from the mountaintop.
Fianna's pupils contracted sharply, and she released her grip without hesitation, letting the dragonfire arrow leave the bowstring.
The moment the dragon flame arrow was fired, the bolt of lightning collided head-on with it.
Then, the lightning swept through the dragon flames with overwhelming force, shooting towards Fiona with undiminished momentum.
boom!
The icy mist burst apart, and electric arcs roamed.
In the vast expanse of white, a huge outline appeared.
The red dragon flapped its wings and burst out of the icy mist.
Her eyes were filled with terror, and her scales were covered with frost marks and blue arcs of electricity.
A spiraling spear was embedded in her left shoulder, its tip protruding through her body and stained with a trace of fiery dragon blood.
"So close, so very close."
Glancing at the spear on her shoulder, Fianna felt not only relief at surviving the ordeal, but also a deep fear of the unknown enemy.
"Yes, it's almost there, so could you let me finish the last bit?"
These words were spoken in the language of dragons.
Modi stood atop the mountain, gazing at the wounded red dragon in the distance, with a girl carrying a giant sword on her shoulder standing beside him.
"Let's go meet our enemy, Elena, sit on my lap."
As he spoke, his flesh and blood mutated, superimposed with the twisted form of the Seed of the Mind, transforming him from a human into a three-headed, four-winged dragon.
Although she was mentally prepared, Elena was still taken aback when she actually saw his dragon body.
"Wow, it's too big."
She swallowed instinctively, grabbed the scales, and jumped onto the back of the three-headed dragon.
Behind them, Mortisia compared her size to his, let out a whimper, and shrank back.
Looking at the dragon flying away, steam spewed from the exhaust vents on its back, and it flapped its wings of spirit fire, following after it.
A cold wind swept past her ears as Elena stared at the red dragon ahead, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Even though the red dragon was seriously injured, she still felt threatened.
The Red Dragon was a formidable enemy to her, but Mordy did not see it that way.
He transformed into a streak of crimson light and crashed straight into Fianna, who was caught off guard.
One dragon claw gripped the spiral spear, while the other choked Fianna by the neck, forcefully pulling the spear out.
The spear tore off large chunks of flesh, spilling a large amount of red dragon blood, causing Fianna unbearable pain.
"You are the dragonborn of prophecy?" Her eyes widened in fury, and she breathed dragon flames.
The dragon flames sprayed onto Modi, but had no effect whatsoever; they couldn't even burn through his dragon scales.
"Have you sprayed enough?"
He glanced at the scales that had left no trace, and the spiral spear in his hand was wrapped in ice lightning.
Fear overwhelmed Fianna; she could only watch helplessly as the spear pierced her body bit by bit.
The spear was halfway into the dragon's body when it abruptly stopped.
A dragon's roar halted its advance.
"I knew there were other dragons."
Despite Modi's best efforts, he could not push the Dragon Slayer Spear forward even an inch.
He looked up at the sky, which was filled with dark clouds. A huge, leaden-gray figure broke through the clouds and rushed towards him.
"We have been waiting for the prophesied Dragonborn for a long time."
The leaden-gray dragon opened its mouth, its claws covered in thick scales reaching out, seemingly mistaking him for a dragonborn and attempting to rescue the red dragon from his grasp.
Mordi released Fianna's neck, gripped the Dragonslayer Spear, and hurled Fianna, still impaled on the spearhead, at the leaden dragon.
The two powerful bodies collided, causing Greroc to grit his teeth in pain.
"I didn't expect you to grow up so fast. It seems our decision was absolutely right. If we don't eliminate you soon, you will become our greatest threat."
A green dragon broke through the dark clouds and descended from above Modi's head, its mouth filled with corrosive gas, which it then spat down on his head.
"You have bad breath; you should pay more attention to your dental care."
Modi sensed the danger and released a Styx River to surround himself.
The Styx River, deep and filthy, was not afraid of the corrosive gases and swallowed it all in the blink of an eye.
"What kind of magic is this?"
Green Dragon Ran, caught off guard, was brutally attacked by three bursts of dragon breath.
A bloodcurdling scream echoed through the sky as the flesh of its head rapidly dissipated, revealing the stark white bones beneath.
The green dragon, whose face was half destroyed, quickly distanced itself and stared at him coldly.
"There are two more, aren't they coming out together?"
Modi spoke in dragon language, and with his free hand he reached into the River Styx above his head, pulling out a blood-red longsword.
He casually swung his sword, slashing out a streak of bloody light.
"*Dragon Language [Freeze/Freeze]*"
The dragon's roar suddenly appeared, and the blood-red light froze.
Two dragons, one black and one blue, appeared, staring intently at Modi, making no attempt to conceal their hostility.
"Five dragons... Could it be that you can combine them into five divine dragons?"
After glancing at the five dragons he would have to face, Modi finally focused his attention on the blue dragon.
This blue dragon poses the greatest threat to him; it has probably recovered to the power of the Six Seals.
Unable to understand what he was saying, Blue Dragon simply dismissed his words as trash.
"The dragonborn of prophecy, today, you are destined to perish here."
As soon as it finished speaking, Modi flapped its wings and moved a distance to the side, barely dodging the dragon roar hidden in its words.
"As expected of the strongest dragon present, it can even mix dragon roars into its words while speaking."
Mordi was entangled with the four giant dragons that came from behind, while Mortisia stopped the heavily injured red dragon.
This bone dragon, which had undergone semi-mechanical modification, had laser-like eyes and breathed spiritual fire, causing Fianna great suffering.
That's why I hate technology so much.
Elena lay on the back of the three-headed dragon, using the dragon-scaled divine fur coat to hide herself without making a sound.
Even her aura was overshadowed by Mo Di's powerful aura.
To this day, no dragon has discovered her existence.
"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, wait for an opportunity."
She believed in the strength of the three-headed dragon beneath her, calmed herself, and waited for her opportunity.
Dragon roars, spells, and dragon breath—various forces clashed on the battlefield, dispelling the dark clouds.
Sunlight streamed down, shining on the dragons' scales and reflecting various lights.
Modi's scales bristled, and he was covered in blood, both his own and his enemies'.
Despite looking terrible, he can actually play for several more days.
Even though he had left Winter's Throat, Winter's Eye, as the source of radiation, continued to provide him with buffs.
The blue dragon also noticed this and thought the time was right, so it secretly summoned the spies who had infiltrated Winter's Maw.
"It's time to make a move."
Inside the Frost Tomb, all the spies of the Dragon Worship Cult received this news.
They were about to make their move.
"Hehe, I won't let you down, sir!"
However, just moments before they destroyed the magic node, a lotus seed rapidly grew deep within their souls.
Red lotuses bloom, and karmic fire spreads.
Instantly, karmic flames ignited on their bodies.
No one knew what was going on, and no one knew how to extinguish the flames.
They could only die in agonizing struggle.
At the same time, Modi noticed that the lotus seeds he had planted earlier had grown.
He simply pretended to have suffered a major blow, forcibly spitting out a mouthful of dragon blood, and his aura became weak and listless.
This scene delighted his enemies.
"He's been turned on by Frostmound. Let's take this opportunity to finish him off!"
Black Dragon took the lead, spitting out a mouthful of acid at him, its mouth wide open, revealing its gleaming fangs.
At the same time, on a gentle slope behind the Throat of Winter, an army appeared, its banners embroidered with red eagles fluttering in the wind.
The leading general squinted at the sky and sighed:
"The sky is the domain of dragons. Even I, who call myself the Lord of the Red Eagle, have never set foot in this realm."
He took down his longbow, nocked an arrow, and aimed at the three-headed dragon in the sky.
"However, nothing in this world lasts forever; even dragons eventually fall!"