A Dragon against the Whole World-Chapter 193 - 182: Unexpected Encounter with the Red Iron Dragon—Stronger than a Monster, Defeated Even at Full Power (Climax - )
He raised his left claw violently and tore open Bal’s tough skin under his ribs.
The Dragon Claw wedged into the gap between Bal’s ribs, pressing with the force of iron pincers.
The Demon Bull let out a muffled painful howl, the crisp sound of breaking ribs mixed with the sound of muscles tearing exploded, and swung his right fist engulfed in black flames towards the enemy’s head.
Galos suddenly flapped his wings to retreat.
Avoiding the heavy punch attack, he forcibly pulled out three of Bal’s ribs along with flesh.
Blood rained down but all transformed into Fiery Flame.
Bal’s aura surged again, his previously pitch-black eyes completely turned blood-red, full of rage and madness, seemingly oblivious to pain.
He rapidly extended his arm, clasping the Dragon Tail tightly with his giant hand, using brute strength to swing the Red Iron Dragon towards the ground.
Boom! The dragon’s body smashed through the rock layers, lifting waves of earth, either burying or launching units from both Bloodhoof and Molten Iron into the air.
Bal pursued downwards, his hooves brought together like a siege drill, striking towards the dragon’s chest.
Clang!
Galos crossed his Dragon Arms to block.
His Black-Red Scale Armor fractured into spider web cracks under the heavy stomp of the demon hooves, the ground beneath collapsed down again.
The Demon Bull, finally regaining the upper hand, turned and swung his elbow, chopping towards the dragon’s face like a battle axe.
The Red Iron Dragon tilted his head to dodge, adjusting the angle, as the dragon horn collided with the demon bull’s elbow, sparks pouring down like torrential rain, cracks appeared on the dragon horn, but Bal’s elbow directly shattered, pierced by the dragon horn.
At the same time.
Galos’s right claw reached for its heart.
Rip!
Bal forcibly tore off his own arm, his hoof landing on the Red Iron Dragon’s chest, utilizing the recoil force, his Demon Wings flapped simultaneously to ascend, narrowly avoiding the heart-gouging claw strike.
"Coward, why do you flee?"
The Red Iron Dragon’s cold, mocking whisper echoed beside Bal’s ear.
The situation flipped like before, yet different. Even at the third stage, Bal’s speed still could not compare to the vigorous state of Galos.
Having ascended barely over two hundred meters, a sinister wind came from behind.
Bal took a deep breath, his Demon Blood burned to the limit, turning to face the enemy.
The Red Iron Dragon curled into an iron ball, wrapped in golden lightning, crashing into the Demon Bull’s embrace.
The thick dragon horn pierced into Bal’s chest and abdomen, the dragon’s body drove him with momentum to crash, finally landing together towards a hill.
Crack!
The rock walls collapsed layer by layer, countless rubble scattered, dust filled the air.
Galos pinned Bal into the core of the mountain, pressing his head deeper into the rock layers with the dragon claw.
Bal’s burning Demon Wings closed like guillotine blades, slicing towards Galos’s spine, but instead were torn by Dragon Wings, Demon Blood steaming into a blood mist on the hot rock walls.
Roar!
The Demon Bull roared in rage, twisting his legs around the dragon’s body, his remaining fist pounding again and again on it, increasingly showing a lack of strength.
Bal had already passed his peak state.
Now, his aura was declining every second, the wounds all over his body healing and regenerating slowed down.
A few seconds later, two figures burst out from the other side of the hill.
The Red Iron Dragon pressed the Demon Bull, flying close to the ground, plowing a kilometer-long trench across the battlefield.
When he finally stopped, as the golden lightning on his body faded away, Bal’s form was already beyond recognition, stripped of his previously majestic appearance.
Horns shattered, wings torn leaving bones with bits of flesh hanging, his right leg from below the knee had long turned to dust, chest and abdomen ripped and exposed.
He was already as good as dead.
"In the Border Area——"
The Red Iron Dragon stood upright, his Dragon Claw gripping Bal’s neck like iron pincers, lifting his broken body.
"——Molten Iron Clan will be the future overlord, and I will be the sole ruler here."
The intense battle stirred the Red Iron Dragon’s emotions, shedding his long-standing disguise and suppression, revealing a corner of his ambition.
He tossed the wrecked body to the ground, looking down coldly, saying, "Trash, crawl in front of me, begging for my mercy, I’ll give you a chance to pledge allegiance."
At this moment, Bal had almost burned out all his Demon Blood.
But he was innately gifted, as long as he survives death’s territory, he could recover afterwards.
The broken body moved, under the Red Iron Dragon’s indifferent gaze, Bal slowly crawled towards the ground, but suddenly erupted at the last moment.
"Death is only rebirth, glory is with me!"
Bal let out a hoarse roar, gathering his last strength in his remaining arm, fist pounding towards the Red Iron Dragon’s jaw.
Bang!
The Dragon Tail coiled frontwards, rose then fell heavily, smashing Bal into the ground.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After several consecutive strikes, with the ground trembling, the body that barely kept a breath turned completely into a radial pulp, mixed with rubble and dirt, lifeless.
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