After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 309 - 111 Near-Precognition Combat Ability_2
At that moment, the Dragon King transformed into lightning and shot into the high heavens, like a lizard ditching its tail to escape.
"Don’t get me wrong!" Ahtal raised his hand, brushing his bangs aside, with Dragon Blood sliding down his cheeks revealing his fierce smile, "I am favored by the Goddess of Life; you don’t think that just by flicking your tail you could kill me, right?"
He was indeed severely wounded by the Dragon King’s tail flick, his bones shattered, but to him, that was a trivial matter.
With the blessing of the Goddess of Life, even fatal wounds could quickly heal back to original state, unless overwhelming attacks could crush his healing speed.
Otherwise, it would lead to a showdown of whittling down each other’s health.
"That works too?!" A dragon exclaimed, speechless at Ahtal’s robust vitality, "Doesn’t he also have the favor of the Witch of Death?"
"Not only does he have the favor of the Witch of Death, but he is also wielding the Great Sword of Death," a female dragon nearby responded, "Getting hit by that sword, even the Dragon King would be in great pain."
"Isn’t that totally cheating?!" A Thunder Dragon complained incessantly. Having the immense vitality bestowed by the Goddess of Life was already enough, but now augmented with the potent offensive power granted by the Witch of Death, this setup allowed him to engage in fearsome duels where, unless Ahtal could be killed swiftly, a few strikes with the Great Sword of Death would bleakly seal one’s fate.
The power of the Witch of Death made the natural defense of the dragons seem almost nonexistent.
Moreover, a hit from the sword would also inflict negative statuses.
"Perhaps he really does qualify to battle the Dragon King," another dragon reconsidered, even though there was a substantial gap in strength between Ahtal and the Dragon King.
However, Ahtal being blessed both by the Goddess and the Witch was outrageously advantageous.
It was as if these blessings artificially boosted Ahtal’s strength.
In the dueling arena,
Xi Mu raised his hand and touched the severed Dragon Tail, covering it with the Flames of a Thousand Deaths, turning it to ash. This was not to show off his strength, but rather to gain a better view, as the dragon’s tail was quite obtrusive.
[Host, the Witch’s favor towards you has increased!] Suddenly, the system’s voice rang out, carrying a hint of confusion, [But what exactly is going on here? I didn’t see you making any moves on the Witch of the Moon?]
"Don’t interrupt my battle," Xi Mu casually remarked, stepping out from the crater left by the Dragon Tail, his gaze locked firmly above.
[Hmm~] The system emitted a whimper like a puppy, then fell silent, silently fixing the system panel.
"What’s the matter, not making a move?" Xi Mu smirked, his posture seemingly casual, yet his concentration was highly focused, even more so than when he had fought the God of Blood, not slackening in the slightest.
The Thunder Dragon King was an extraordinarily troublesome guy; his lightning-speed and excessive damage had caused his newbie-self to be killed many times. A moment’s inattention could lead to instant death, sometimes without even understanding how he was killed.
For this reason, he had sought many strategies, thoroughly researching and eventually picking up necessary skills to deal with the Thunder Dragon King.
At that moment,
"Boom, boom, boom!" Endless bolts of thunder crashed down, like a torrential downpour inundating the dueling arena, deafening roars drowning out all other sounds, the relentless storm blinding to the eyes, spreading electromagnetic fields interfering with the locking of scouting magic.
"Bang—!" A thunderous blast, the Dragon King, transformed into lightning, launched another attack, his figure blurring as he appeared behind Ahtal, his red lightning-charged dragon claw poised to strike Ahtal dead.
In response, Xi Mu swiftly drew his sword, clashing it against the dragon claw. Contact sparked a shockwave that split the earth.
Subsequently, Ahtal’s figure, like a cannonball, flew backward, cutting through the air and crashing heavily into the stands of the arena.
Killing an unfortunate spectator dragon by accident.
"Cough!" Xi Mu stood up, looking towards the Dragon King in the arena, noticing a bloody wound on his dragon claw.
The injuries each received were not on the same level.
The Dragon King had only a wound on his claw, while his own arms were broken, but healed completely due to the blessing of the Goddess of Life, making the injuries seem less gruesome than they appeared.
"Sorry, next time be more careful," he apologized to the dragon crushed underfoot, then charged towards the Thunder Dragon King.
Folly.
Though not explicitly stated, the Dragon King’s gaze indeed told so. He had mastered a method against Ahtal, maintaining high-speed movements and utilizing high-frequency attacks, which were enough to finish Ahtal off.
With this thought,
The Dragon King, turned into lightning, disappeared from spot, his massive mountain-like body appearing behind Ahtal, spitting out violent thunderbolts, then vanished again, not giving Ahtal any chance to get close.
The battle became a stalemate.
The man blessed by the Goddess of Life and the supreme Dragon King of the Dragon Clan clashed fiercely in the vast arena.
Thunder and flames intertwined, the vast shadows of dragons circling in the sky, launching attacks on the diminutive human below, yet always maintaining a distance, careful to keep the Great Sword of Death from touching its body.
Miraculously, the insignificant human survived under such fierce assaults, occasionally seizing the perfect moment to inflict real damage on the fast-moving Dragon King.
