I Have a Sailing Game-Chapter 192 - 156: Magma Wings - Purilas (Three-in-One)
Seeing Rogel kill several of his subordinates in an instant, Purilas's vertical pupils constricted slightly, and he let out an angry roar at Rogel.
His body surface began to heat up rapidly, causing the surrounding seawater to boil with bubbles.
"Roar—"
Blood-red veins spread across his neck, and the crimson dragon scales seemed to supply him with surging energy like a heart.
Woosh!
A stream of high-temperature water mixed with some black matter surged towards Rogel, raising the temperature of the surrounding seawater.
"Wow, boiling water. I thought you could breathe lava underwater."
Facing the high-temperature stream, Rogel did not withstand it forcefully but quickly dodged.
And Purilas's boiling water breath did not end instantly.
As Rogel dodged, Purilas also adjusted the direction of his breath.
However, Rogel easily avoided it.
But Purilas's few snake lizard subordinates were not so lucky.
"Hiss—"
The snake lizard subordinates that didn't have time to dodge were instantly surrounded by the high temperature of the boiling breath, cooked to a grisly and painful death.
A while later, Purilas's boiling water breath finally began to weaken and was nearing its end.
Seeing this situation, Rogel unhesitatingly spread out several large touches.
Black energy surrounded, and several strands of pitch-black mist appeared around Purilas, transforming into shadow touches that swiftly wrapped around his limbs and neck.
"Roar..."
Purilas struggled fiercely, even his roaring changed under the entanglement of the shadow touches.
Under Rogel's control, the Fear Shadow Touch seized the opportunity, constantly supplying power to the touches with blood-sucking skin, exerting tremendous pressure, attempting to squeeze and fracture Purilas's limbs and neck.
Crunch crunch...
A dull sound of bones clashing echoed from Purilas's body.
The magma dragon scale on his chest pulsated as if compressed, continuously vibrating, conveying high temperature and energy throughout his body.
Yet this was to no avail.
The high temperature on his body surface could not shake the terrifying power of the shadow touches.
Apostle-level skills pose a tremendous threat to Purilas, capable of threatening his life at any moment.
But Purilas did not intend to die like this.
Rumble rumble!
Purilas stood on all four limbs, struggling violently, his pair of vertical pupils fixed on Rogel with resentment and unwillingness.
But ultimately, it all turned into scorching flowing magma!
Buzz—
The dragon scale on his chest once again erupted with terrifying redness and high temperature, and magma spewed forth, flowing through the seawater, wantonly evaporating the surrounding seawater while remaining unabated.
"Roar—"
Purilas's whole body erupted with magma-filled blood vessels, his body size expanded dramatically, and his power subsequently received a massive boost.
[Dragon-like Lava Serpent sacrificed itself to the Magma Dragon Scale!]
[Dragon-like Lava Serpent entered a dying eruption!]
Bang!
He broke free from the constraint of the first shadow touch.
Immediately followed by successive sounds of shadow touches breaking.
As the black mist dissipated, Rogel looked somewhat surprised at the dragon-like lava serpent before him.
No, perhaps at this moment, it could no longer be called a dragon-like lava serpent...
After completely breaking free, Purilas's body was covered with lava veins that looked like fresh blood, his body size increased again, and the crimson dragon scales emitted scorching high temperatures, merging with him.
Terrifying power surged from the roots of his wings, eventually creeping across the entire wings of Purilas.
Hiss hiss...
The membrane between wing spans was roasted off, magma dripped from the tips of the wings, and the boiling water and bubbles made Purilas appear as an indistinct giant dragon from the purgatory!
[Magma Wings—Plarice (Self Sacrifice)]
[Type: Monster]
[Quality: Boss]
[Level: 35 (31)]
[Tier: Apostle]
[Explanation: A dragon-like lava serpent that evolved through the magma dragon scale via a special ritual, as a dragon-like species, Purilas lacks the power of a giant dragon, but he possesses the determination of one. At this moment, he sacrifices his life to the magma dragon scale, exchanging it for the most glorious burning moment of his existence!]
Having just ascended to Apostle, Purilas was caught by Rogel's apostle-level skill and bound without any conventional method of breaking free.
In such circumstances, without resorting to alternative methods, Purilas would die quite oppressed.
Having just ascended to Apostle, Purilas felt unwilling and resentful.
Yet he did not kneel for survival, nor did he beg humbly, but resolutely chose to sacrifice himself.
Even though he had gone through countless challenges and hurdles to reach this coveted level, he did not hesitate for a moment.
Rather than dying in a humble posture, he chose to stake all his previous efforts to become the unextinguished high-temperature magma in the sea!
Boom!
Sturdy and powerful limbs stomped on the seabed, magma like blood flowed down.
"Roar—"
Purilas raised his head, roaring fiercely, the wings spread wide, splashing boiling magma liquid.
The scorching heat made the temperature of the entire sea area rise sharply.
"Such terrifying high temperatures even in the sea."
Rogel exclaimed somewhat in amazement.
Yet he did not lose focus, starting to swiftly dodge Purilas's attacks.
Woosh—
At this moment, Purilas opened his mouth towards Rogel, spewing forth actual lava breath.
The high temperature mixed with scalding bubbles pierced through the seawater, spreading towards Rogel.
This scene made Rogel's heart tremble.
If Purilas previously releasing boiling water breath was understandable, then this time spewing lava breath seemed downright unreasonable.
