Chapter 22 The Dragon's Demise

The combat power of an eighth-tier pureblood dragon was truly formidable. Even though the Dawn Mercenary Group had a detailed dragon hunting plan, they still faced perilous situations when they actually confronted it.

Silver dragons were thick-skinned and tough. Back in the Royal City of Ekronza, it took a massive magic legion hammering it for a long time before it nearly died. Now, dealing with it was just as difficult for the Dawn Mercenary Group.

No one could kill it in a short time, not even Bartorro, who had the title of "Dragon Hunter."

Fortunately, although Suren and the others were few in number, they had dragon-slaying potions that could break through the dragon scales and cause true damage.

This provided the basic conditions for "bleeding it dry."

The Mechanical Octopus locked onto the silver dragon's back, and Suren and "Duke of Blood" Wordsworth performed various acrobatic feats to suck blood on the dragon's back. The pureblood dragon's blood contained very rich energy and life essence, and the more they sucked, the better their condition became.

However, this process was also extremely dangerous.

Although the dragon's back was a blind spot for dragon claws and bites, the silver dragon's dragon breath could still burn them.

If they were hit even once, they would be severely injured if not killed.

Fortunately, the dragon breath had intervals and a precursory sign of neck bulging before being released. As long as they carefully identified and observed, they still had a moment to escape.

The two sucked blood while observing. Whenever the silver dragon showed signs of breathing dragon breath, they quickly slipped off the dragon's back and ran far away. Then, after the dragon breath was released, they looked for opportunities to continue sucking blood.

This cycle repeated itself.

This "bleeding" process was like dancing on the edge of a knife, allowing no mistakes. Any slight error would cause disastrous consequences.

The battle continued in this way.

...

Unconsciously, the sky had completely darkened. Night fell, and the sky was dotted with stars.

The angry dragon roar resounded through the sky. From time to time, a beam of holy light dragon breath illuminated the sky, revealing the figures of several people and the furious silver dragon.

The "bleeding" process was a battle of attrition between the two sides, which was a long process.

Fortunately, the members of the Dawn Mercenary Group cooperated tacitly, and the whole process did not go wrong.

Nineteen and Bartorro held the front, while Suren and Wordsworth covered the back.

Chihiro and Barrett were on the side, looking for opportunities to contain it.

From the beginning, the battle was very fierce.

For the members of the Dawn Mercenary Group, this was not only a fierce battle, but also a rare opportunity.

Actual combat was always the best shortcut to improve combat power.

Although the silver dragon had ninth-tier combat power, it was not a true ninth-tier after all.

Moreover, the dragon race was the most perfect advanced creature in the lower plane, and Dragon Might was also a very special life-level pressure in the world. Suren and the others discovered when they hunted Thunder Dragons before that Dragon Might had an incredible effect on the growth of domineering aura.

Being able to fight with dragons, the combat insights were definitely not comparable to fighting with humans of the same level.

For special seventh-tier fighters like Suren and Chihiro in the Dawn Mercenary Group, it was difficult for ordinary enemies to bring them a truly fatal sense of oppression. This kind of enemy was hard to come by.

Just like now.

Domineering aura was a fearless and overbearing aura, which became stronger when encountering the strong.

Under the strong pressure of Dragon Might, the domineering aura of the people participating in the dragon hunting continued to condense and visibly became heavier.

The eighth-tier silver dragon could give everyone the sense of oppression of being on the line between life and death, just like a whetstone for sharpening the edge. The process of sharpening the knife was painful and agonizing, but as long as they persevered, the knife would become sharper and sharper.

There were only three seventh-tiers present: Suren, Chihiro, and Barrett.

The gap in the big tiers made the three of them bear even more terrifying pressure.

Suren was fine. He had super spatial displacement, dragon-slaying armor, and didn't fight head-on, so it wasn't too dangerous.

Barrett was wearing the [Greissy's Dragon Knight Heavy Armor], which was a bit bulky, but fortunately had amazing defensive power. He had been hit many times but his injuries were not serious.

But Chihiro, who was facing the battle head-on, was in a bad situation.

She wore a crimson armor, the [Iron Red Scale Coated Five-Piece Cuirass], which she had obtained from the Mountain Hidden Kingdom. Although it was of excellent quality, it was light armor that took into account the flexibility of swordsmen. Its defense was still not enough in front of an eighth-tier pureblood dragon. It had been severely damaged many times and had been worn down for the most part.

At this moment, Chihiro's forehead was covered in blood, and her whole body was covered in traces of being burned by the dragon's breath.

However, although her injuries were not light, no one at this moment, including Suren, intended to persuade her to leave the field.

Because at this moment, everyone was shocked by the strange phenomenon on her body!

The three-solved Rakshasa golden body behind Chihiro was already shining brightly, like flames burning several meters away. The knot of her hair tie broke, and her blue hair fluttered in the wind, like a flame-haired head, just like the Rakshasa phantom behind her.

Even more mysterious was that the domineering aura leaking from her body was mixed with the divine power of the phantom, and faintly confronted the Dragon Might, being on par with each other.

She relied on the three-solved Rakshasa to confront the silver dragon fearlessly.

Chihiro had been in this state once before in the "Land of the Yellow Springs." How could Suren not notice that she seemed to have fallen into that mysterious state of enlightenment again.

The Rakshasa became stronger when encountering the strong, and she would grow rapidly in battle.

The closer she was to death in battle, the clearer the sense of growth became.

This was the passive potential inherent in the [A-022-Rakshasa] talent itself.

The talent of the three solutions was even more covered with a veil of mystery, which was also a "taboo" in the cognition of those people from the Celestial God plane that Suren harvested.

This was not a field that mortals could touch, but a realm of gods.

In the Celestial God plane, a plane with perfect laws, it was said that there were also extremely talented people who could solve the talent in three ways with the body of a mortal. But those people were ultimately top powerhouses with the posture of becoming gods.

Suren didn't know what the three solutions talent meant, but there was a saying in the Celestial God plane that it was the talent that was hailed as the reincarnation of gods.

At this moment, Chihiro already had the image of a hell Rakshasa.

Therefore, even though they saw Chihiro being severely injured, everyone did not persuade her to avoid it temporarily, and they also knew that they could not persuade her.

This kind of selfless state was a great opportunity between life and death.

Just at this moment, Chihiro's momentum had reached its peak in another flying blow.

She gave herself an injection of a strong healing agent and rushed up again.

When she swung the knife, everyone seemed to hear the sound of Sanskrit chanting in their ears: "I see all living beings in hell as Rakshasas, and all appearances are my appearances... After my sword is drawn, I will kill all the gods and demons, and I can also kill the Heavenly Dragon!"

At the same time as this ethereal sound sounded, a strange aura of mixed good and evil suddenly filled the world.

One side was compassionate golden light, and the other side was hellish blood light.

In an instant, the world suddenly changed.

The thunderclouds in the sky suddenly gathered, and thousands of lightning snakes gathered on the demon knife. On the sword's edge, it seemed that people saw an endless and terrifying scene of hell.

With one slash, the domineering sword energy stretched for hundreds of meters, and with a "clang" it landed on the scales of the silver dragon's neck, and a blood mark was scratched out with a "sizzle".

Suren and the others were dumbfounded.

They never expected that Chihiro would actually use sword energy to cut a blood mouth on the dragon's neck scales, which was the hardest part of the dragon's body?

Although the wound was not big, Chihiro was the only one who had ever used a seventh-tier sword to cut the dragon's body, which was comparable to the ninth tier.

A sharp light flashed in Bartorro's turbid eyes, and his heart trembled: "What a top talent..."

Only this old sword god could understand the changes in Chihiro's sword intent at this moment better than anyone else. This was clearly the "realm of cutting rules" that he had taught before, which meant that this sword had already broken through the Holy Realm and touched the threshold of the so-called Sword God Realm.

Not only did she grasp the essence of the Shindo Munen-ryu, but she also had her own unique way of swordsmanship.

This sword showed everyone the scene of hell in her eyes.

Bartorro looked at it and sighed again: "What a clear sword heart!"

...

Chihiro seemed to have suddenly realized a new realm of swordsmanship in the battle, and her momentum was still rising.

The more she fought, the braver she became. She could even face the giant dragon head-on with Bartorro and Nineteen.

But correspondingly, the injuries on her body were also increasing.

Fortunately, Bartorro and the others also cooperated tacitly, fighting with the giant dragon while containing and covering for Chihiro. This allowed her to continue to gain more insights in this state without falling into a situation where she would definitely die.

The battle in the sky was lively, and on the sea, the Eternal Night was also fighting fiercely with a group of sea beasts. The cannons roared, resounding through the dark night.

The silver dragon had once again paid the price for its arrogance. How could it not know that this time it was like the last time it was besieged in the Royal City of Ekronza, and it was already on the verge of death.

It just didn't expect that just a few humans would actually force it into a desperate situation.

Moreover, because of the existence of the dragon-slaying potion, the dragon race's super self-healing talent was prevented, and the silver dragon's physical condition was getting worse and worse.

At this moment, the silver dragon no longer had the previous contempt. Angry dragon roars wanted to summon the monsters in the nearby sea to help. Unfortunately, when the magic legion of ten thousand people was besieged before, the monsters and sea monsters in this area were all killed and injured. Now, a giant dragon that was struggling to protect itself had its deterrence greatly reduced, and those sea beasts with a little wisdom knew to avoid it from afar.

Even if there were still some monsters chasing after them, the people on the Eternal Night immediately stopped the monsters on the sea, not allowing them to interfere with the battle in the sky.

...

Only after fighting in person did they know that the eighth-tier giant dragon's vitality was really tenacious.

The members of the Dawn Mercenary Group "bled" it dry for one or two hours, and the silver dragon's wings fluttering in resistance gradually weakened.

Except for Suren, who still had strong combat power because of the [Isaac Alchemic Heart], almost everyone else was exhausted.

This kind of high-intensity combat consumption was not something that ordinary people could bear.

Fortunately, the balance of victory was still leaning towards the Dawn Mercenary Group. The dragon-slaying potion prevented the silver dragon's injuries from healing, which allowed the "bleeding tactic" to finally succeed.

Finally, a sad dragon roar resounded through the sky, and the silver dragon, which had lost too much blood, fell from the sky.

Suren quickly used mechanical ropes to tie the silver dragon tightly and stuffed it into the Small Void Realm.

The night sky returned to silence, and this battle finally came to an end.

On the sea, the silver dragon was defeated, and the monsters also receded like a tide, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The people on the Eternal Night broke out into earth-shattering cheers.

Suren turned his face and looked around. The people who participated in the battle had injuries of varying degrees.

Nineteen's mechanical body had several parts broken, but after replacing them, it was a new Nineteen; Bartorro had his left radius broken by the silver dragon, and he probably had to recuperate for a few days; Wordsworth had several exaggerated blood holes pierced through his abdomen, but fortunately, vampires could recover by sucking blood. He had lost a little vitality, but it was not a big problem; Barrett was wearing armor and looked like he didn't have any major external injuries, but his internal organs were also damaged in many places, and his injuries were not light; even the Mechanical Octopus was severely damaged and had to be returned to the factory for major repairs....

But the most seriously injured was Chihiro.

She was covered in wounds all over her body.

Seeing that the battle was over, her tense nerves relaxed, and the Rakshasa phantom dissipated and returned to normal from that excited state.

After a long time of explosive battle in the air, she was already exhausted. At the moment when she relaxed, her whole person fell from the air.

Nineteen quickly vibrated his wings, flew hundreds of meters in an instant, and caught Chihiro, who was falling in mid-air.

The few people landed on the sea, panting and smiling at each other.

Although they couldn't hide the exhaustion on their faces, the harvest of this battle was huge. Killing this eighth-tier giant dragon was a great opportunity for the team and for all of them. It was also a combat experience worth remembering for a lifetime.

They hadn't noticed it during the battle just now, but they were amazed by Chihiro's breakthrough in realm. Now that everyone came back to their senses, they realized that they had all gained a lot from this battle.

After climbing a peak, that mountain was no longer at the point where they needed to look up.

Not only was there an improvement in realm and insights, but this eighth-tier silver dragon brought too many substantial gains to everyone.

This was another top-level material for refining colony equipment.

Moreover, according to Dr. Banks, the higher the level of the giant dragon, the more perfect the dragon blood gene was, and the higher the research value.

With this silver dragon, the "Dragon Blood Gene Potion" would probably become a reality in the near future. At that time, it would give everyone in the Dawn Mercenary Group a qualitative leap.

Everyone breathed a few breaths, and a look of victory gradually appeared on their faces.

No personnel were lost, which was the greatest luck.

Until the end of the battle, Bartorro's mood was still unbelievable. They really hunted an eighth-tier pureblood dragon?

This was probably the most powerful giant dragon that humans had hunted in the past thousands of years.

The Dawn Mercenary Group had once again created a miracle.

Suren's threads were the best surgical means. As soon as he landed, he helped Chihiro deal with the terrifying wounds that showed the bones.

The threads sutured the wounds, and the blood immediately stopped flowing out, also preventing the wounds from continuing to deteriorate.

Chihiro felt a little pain, and when she looked at her condition, which seemed to be the most embarrassed among everyone, she muttered, "Alas, my body is still too weak."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but twitch their eyes. Only bystanders knew how fierce she was just now.

Barrett didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and mocked himself, "If Miss Chihiro's body is said to be weak, then my body of flesh is a waste."

When he spoke, he couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood, but the smile on his face remained.

They were both seventh-tier, the same opponent, and he was really envious. Chihiro's strength was not as weak as she mocked herself. Only those who had experienced it could understand the horror of her sword just now.

Nineteen also sighed: "Indeed. Chihiro is very powerful."

Bartorro, who was on the side, finally had a chance to speak and smiled: "Your talent really amazes the old man. You have not only touched the threshold above the Holy Realm, but have also touched the eighth-tier 'Domineering Body'. These pains are not a bad thing. When you can completely grasp the insights from the previous battle, your realm will take another big step..."

Suren was used to it. How could he not be familiar with this gambling-addicted woman's character? Mr. Mirror had said before that Chihiro's sword heart was clear, and her three-solution Rakshasa talent was more like an instinct than a subjective consciousness. She broke through while fighting.

He was sure that this gambling-addicted woman didn't even realize what she had done just now.

"Ah?"

Chihiro heard everyone say this and looked blank.

She rolled her eyes and recalled it, but she didn't seem to realize what she had just experienced.

Everyone looked at her expression and chuckled.

But this was not the place to talk. After simply suturing the fatal wounds, Suren called everyone: "Let's go, let's go back to the ship and talk about it."

...

Suren and the others returned to the Eternal Night, and a group of members cheered and celebrated the Dawn Mercenary Group's creation of another glorious victory.

But celebration was something to be considered later. Right now, they had something more important to do.

That was to collect the spoils of war.

There were three legions of ten thousand people's corpses on the ice in the distance, as well as countless monster materials. This was a priceless fortune.

The battlefield where they fought the silver dragon before stretched for dozens of kilometers, and there were monster corpses all the way. The members of the Dawn Mercenary Group happily recovered them all the way.

Before long, the sea ship returned to the edge of the frozen sea, and tens of thousands of members disembarked to touch the corpses.

The cold night wind could not stop the enthusiasm of the members, and they searched for various corpses on the bloody battlefield.

The magicians of the Celestial God Plane were already very wealthy, and it was the first time that the Dawn Mercenary Group had harvested the spoils of three organized legions of ten thousand people.

Before long, the deck of the Eternal Night was piled up with all kinds of treasures.

Magic wands, robes, magic books, crystal balls, magic scrolls, various gems, materials...

There were also several legion magic guides with great power, such as the [Forbidden Air Realm] that restricted Suren before, and the [Stalker's Night] that three legions used to hide their tracks, and the powerful [Energy Gathering Lightning Tower]...

These legion magic guides mostly contained divine power of faith, and alchemists could not exert much effect. But the mountain dwarves in the Small Void Realm were good at forging and could always transform some usable ones. Even if they were not usable, the materials disassembled from the top magic guides were also top-level.

Then there were the countless monster corpses. These corpses were not only materials, but also provided enough genetic samples for Dr. Banks's biological laboratory.

Sure enough, as long as they won, they would definitely make a lot of money.

Not only did they get back the money for the shells they had spent before, but they also made a hundred times, a thousand times more!

The material warehouse in the Small Void Realm was already piled up like a mountain. Now, whether the members of the Dawn Mercenary Group wanted to advance or refine colony equipment, they almost didn't lack high-level materials.

It could be said that they became rich overnight.

The Dawn Mercenary Group was immersed in the joy of harvest.

...

The task of cleaning up and counting the spoils of war was left to the crew. Suren and a group of high-ranking warriors had gone through a fierce dragon-slaying battle and urgently needed to rest and recuperate. After boarding the ship one by one, they all returned to their rooms to heal their injuries and seclude themselves.

Suren and Chihiro returned to the captain's room, dealt with their injuries, and immediately began to meditate.

Chihiro wanted to grasp the rare combat insights, and Suren also gained a lot.

Not only were there those illusory combat insights, but the soul fragments of the three thousand magicians and countless monsters were a real gain.

It was also the first time that he had absorbed so many high-quality souls, and he needed a lot of time to digest them.

After digestion, there would definitely be a significant improvement.

The members of the Dawn Mercenary Group quickly cleaned up the battlefield and did not dare to stay any longer.

They knew very well that this time they had annihilated three legions of ten thousand people, and those guys in the Celestial God Plane would definitely not let it go. If they really waited for reinforcements to arrive, things might change.

The Eternal Night changed course and quietly disappeared into the night.

...

Not long after the Dawn Mercenary Group left, a magician in a black robe appeared on the ice where they had fought before.

Although he had tried his best to rush over when he received the request for reinforcements, he still arrived too late.

Looking at the traces of the battle on the scene and the ice surface without leaving a single corpse, he gave a light "huh": "Those natives are cautious enough to even dispose of the corpses."

The cloak mage walked on the ice all the way, becoming more and more dignified, as if he wanted to find some clues.

However, after walking for a long time, he did not find any clues. Instead, he said to himself in surprise, "They didn't even leave any soul fragments. It seems that it is really that legendary talent."

Seeing this, the cloak mage did not waste any more effort searching.

He raised his black staff and chanted a magic spell: "Great God of Death is above, I respectfully recite your name, please grant your messenger the power to summon the dead..."

As soon as the spell was chanted, there were a few sounds of "crack" and "crack" as the ice cracked, and several corpses of magicians sealed under the ice struggled to climb out.

Strange green fires burned in the eye sockets of the corpses, and they trembled and walked to the cloak man.

The cloak man actually asked the corpse, "Tell me, what happened?"

However, what was even more bizarre was yet to come.

Just then, the green fire in the eye sockets of those corpses rolled up, as if telling something.

The cloak man listened to the corpse language for a while, and seemed to really understand. He said to himself in disbelief, "A silver dragon came?"

In this instant, he already understood what had happened.

He never thought that the foolproof ambush plan would actually fail in such a bizarre way.
Hu Die Lan