The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 970 - 652: Judgment/Death
"This is impossible! You damned cowardly human, and your accursed domain.
Why, why is it so solid, yet so aggressive?"
The Fallen Blade Dragon roared furiously, full of confusion.
This completely exceeded the scope of its knowledge; even in its inherited memories, such a situation had never occurred.
In the legendary world, domains must be meticulously polished by strong individuals.
Only by having a profound understanding of oneself, mastering one's own power skillfully, and deeply exploring oneself could one possibly construct one's own legendary domain.
For a legendary strong figure, if their strength is not up to par, then their domain is often turbulent, weak, and extremely vulnerable to destruction.
On the contrary, if a legendary figure's strength is substantial and they have thorough knowledge of their own power, then their legendary domain will reveal corresponding characteristics.
However, this requires a long period of sedimentation, experiences of countless battles, growth amidst fierce clashes with other legendary figures, and mutual erosion between domains. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
But the higher the level in the legendary hierarchy, the fewer opportunities for battles, and the space for honing and improvement becomes extremely limited.
And this Fallen Blade Dragon had long fallen into the Abyss.
Its domain was tainted by the Power of the Abyss, and coupled with its nature as a powerful Blade Dragon, its domain naturally possessed a strong offensive capability.
Yet despite this, it faced stubborn resistance at Kana's domain, stumbling at every step.
In its eyes, humans were merely fleeting, fragile species, yet now it faltered against this insignificant human.
"I will never allow it!"
The Fallen Blade Dragon let out a furious roar, controlling the domain formed by piercing sharp blades, beginning to expand outwards without any restraint.
However, those blood-red and silver arms that emerged one after another from the ground, either swung, pushed, pinched, or punched, shattered all blades attempting to spread.
The silver threads hanging from the sky and the red threads shooting from the ground, increasing in number and density, intertwined to almost cover the entire arena.
A large number of threads, like agile snakes, spread toward the body of the Fallen Blade Dragon, tightly wrapping and climbing over it.
The Fallen Blade Dragon roared wildly, releasing massive power. Its blades wantonly slashed the surrounding space, causing the space to become extremely unstable.
Yet, this instability only lasted for a moment. Before everyone could react, the space quickly regained stability.
Even as the space was torn into shreds, it still existed firmly.
This is the power of the world, the Power of the Abyss upholding the balance of this space.
At this moment, Kana's figure had already merged into his own domain.
The Fallen Blade Dragon was tightly bundled and entangled by the threads, struggling desperately but ultimately to no avail.
"It failed, domain confrontation lost, it failed." Bugreit murmured upon witnessing the scene.
This unmistakably signified Kana was beginning to gain an advantage in the battle.
"In that case, I will tear you and your damned domain to shreds!"
"Roar!"
The Fallen Blade Dragon emitted a frenzied roar, then withdrew its domain, reclaiming all its power.
In an instant, its body no longer appeared bloated, the power of the Abyss tightly adhered to it, making the entire dragon body become more coordinated.
The proportions of its form quickly became more symmetrical, as those unreasonable piercing and sharp edges retracted into its body.
Only the wings, teeth, tail, and Sharp Claws still retained some power, but these forces were constantly gathering.
The Fallen Blade Dragon entered the second stage.
At this moment, it resembled an incomparably sharp sword, exuding an intimidating atmosphere.
The Blood God adjusted his sitting posture with great interest.
The previous tedious probing and collision finally ended.
Now, the truly deadly showdown was about to play out.
This was the exciting performance the Blood God had long awaited.
The silver Four-armed Iron Armor Giant appeared, connected by threads.
The Metal-made war Angel also emerged, a pair of constructs appearing on the battlefield, elegant like ballet dancers yet harboring hidden malice.
Five Puppets carrying threads charged towards the Fallen Blade Dragon from different directions like lightning.
Instantly, an intense battle broke out.
If it's solely a contest of power, the Fallen Blade Dragon could easily crush these Puppets. Unfortunately, this is Kana's domain.
With the blessing of this domain, the Puppets manipulated by the threads gained increased strength, enough to confront the Fallen Blade Dragon without being instantly eliminated.
At this moment, the Fallen Blade Dragon's melee combat skills were fully brought into play.
It fought against five, briefly suppressing the five Puppets, but simultaneously, it was tightly held by these Puppets, unable to break free.
"How long will you keep hiding? Come out! Face me directly!" The Fallen Blade Dragon roared angrily.
Kana's figure appeared in the air, his body composed of silver and blood-colored liquid, radiating a mysterious and powerful aura.
The Cloaked Puppet was worn on his body, and threads connected to him, as if conferring upon him a unique majesty.
"Aren't you ostensibly avenging that waste? Then just stay hiding there forever, never hoping to drive that blade into my heart!" The Fallen Blade Dragon shouted to Kana while fiercely battling the Puppets.
