The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 587 - 611 Hunter and the Beast
Chapter 587: Chapter 611 Hunter and the Beast Chapter 587: Chapter 611 Hunter and the Beast The figure that descended from the sky was naturally Bruto. According to the plan formulated before the battle, Lancelot would go all-out during the first wave of the assault, with the amplification of Buff Spells making it highly likely to force the White Dragon to take off to gain distance. It was at this moment that Bruto would launch the second wave of attack, with the imperative of knocking the White Dragon down from the sky.
As Lancelot had just commenced the action, Kalalin and Alamir didn’t stop either. Instead, they turned to cast Buff Magic on the Dwarf. The Elf Priest cast ‘Freedom of Movement’ again, a Divine Art that didn’t require casting focus, allowing Alamir to bestow this Divine Art on multiple people; the only limit was his casting capability. Kalalin, on the other hand, gave the Dwarf an ‘Enhanced Stride,’ a First Circle Spell that increases the recipient’s movement speed by almost half. Whilst inferior to the effect of the Haste Spell, it lasted for a full hour without any negative effects.
Additionally, Bruto activated the ability he obtained from the Titan’s Blood, transforming into a ten-foot-tall, muscular Giant Dwarf. Along with his transformation, his hammer also changed; it was Bruto’s first Rune Magic that he mastered. Through eight letters of the Giant’s Tongue carved on the hammer’s handle, his beloved Warhammer now changed size along with his figure.
The White Dragon’s attention was entirely on the ground; it realized that its wing attack had missed everything and was fully anticipating an opportunistic attack by the Human Knight. By the time it noticed the Dwarf attacking from above, it was already too late. The gigantic Warhammer slammed solidly onto the sleek crown of the White Dragon, producing a thunderous collision akin to smithing metal. The concussed White Dragon stiffened all over and plummeted downwards without even a scream, as if it had hit an invisible ceiling.
However, just like Dwarves, Dragons also possessed exceptionally sturdy skulls. Even though the Dwarf’s hammer blow was with full force, it only caused a brief moment of dizziness for the White Dragon, falling short of a fatal injury. Nevertheless, Kalalin had been waiting for an opportunity since the beginning—a chance when the White Dragon would momentarily lose consciousness. The moment Bruto’s hammer hit the dragon’s head, the Scholar saw the White Dragon’s eyes lose focus, and he immediately activated the scroll he held. Magic Power coalesced into a dart of spiritual power and gently pricked the Giant Dragon.
The unconscious Giant Dragon did not resist, nor did it trigger its Legendary Immunity Ability. The Scholar’s Spell succeeded effortlessly.
What Kalalin released was a simple Second Circle Enchantment System magic ‘Suggestion.’ If it successfully breached the target’s mental defenses, this spell could implant a thought into the recipient’s consciousness. The nature of the suggestion was not limited—it could be as benign as visiting a specific restaurant for lunch or trusting a certain person, but not harmful thoughts like stabbing oneself or jumping off a tall building.
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The thought Kalalin shoved into the White Dragon’s mind was straightforward: My wings have sustained severe damage, and I can no longer fly.
Before hitting the ground, the White Dragon regained consciousness, but Kalalin’s magic had taken effect, and the dragon was none the wiser. The Giant Dragon barely adjusted its body mid-fall, landing on its four claws—it subconsciously ruled out the option of spreading its wings.
The Dwarf hit the ground a moment slower than the White Dragon but landed right on the dragon’s back, causing it to stagger. Bruto, who had shed his armor to activate his transformation, was almost naked and was immediately cut by the sharp edges of the Dragon Scales, bleeding profusely. The impact of the fall also dazed him momentarily, preventing him from seeing the dragon’s jaws snapping quickly towards him.
But that was no issue, as someone was there to cover for him.
Lancelot moved as swiftly as a streak of light grazing the ground. His Great Sword, dazzling with blinding green light, chopped at the White Dragon’s face like a hefty slap, knocking the dragon’s head away from its intended target. The Human Knight didn’t stop there; at that moment, he brought out his hidden reserves of Cultivation Power, a flow of movements, superior Combat Technique, Qingyuan Sword Technique, Shadow Dance Steps—every move he could use was unleashed. The entire person became a storm of metal, ferociously scraping against the White Dragon’s body, armored with hard scales.
The scales of the White Dragon were indeed very hard, with the hardest being comparable to armor forged from mithril, but under Lancelot’s frenzied assault, there was always the chance of a lucky strike. As the White Dragon let out a tail strike with reckless abandon, forcing the Human Knight to jump away to evade, its body had already acquired several horrific wounds, and the spurting Dragon Blood painted the ground a vivid red.
Lancelot was about to charge forward once more, but a sudden onset of dizziness made his legs weaken, and he stood frozen in place. He cursed inwardly, aware that this was the consequence of his Haste Spell wearing off, and if the White Dragon attacked him now, he would likely take a solid hit.
‘It doesn’t matter.’ Lancelot reassured himself internally, while directing all his energy to activate the Protective Sword Shield Cultivation Technique, ‘You can’t bite me to death, stupid lizard!’
However, the White Dragon’s perception of the Human Knight had undergone a subtle transformation. Having been struck by its own full-force tail swipe without any apparent effect on the knight, the White Dragon had not felt the sensation of its skin being sliced by a sharp blade for a long time. Thus, after repelling the Human Knight, its instinctual reaction was not to pursue immediately but to summon a giant ice wall, separating itself from the Human Knight.
The ice wall stood thirty feet tall, extending directly from the edges of its lair on both sides, trapping the bothersome Human Knight inside like a cell. Just as the White Dragon breathed a sigh of relief, a Warhammer suddenly flew at its face, like a heavy left hook, staggering it.
The Giant Dragon let out an angry roar and was about to pounce on the Dwarf who still held the throwing pose, but a sudden force from behind turned its pounce into a comical on-the-spot jump. The White Dragon twisted its head around in shock, only to find a giant wolf, almost half its size, biting its tail relentlessly, causing pain that made the White Dragon want to roar and scream at the same time.
At that moment, the White Dragon didn’t even notice a figure with bat wings on its back jumping around on its spine, slicing open the delicate wing membranes with a Dagger imbued with a Paralyzing effect.
Suddenly, a Fireball the size of a face shot out from the terrace; it was the Scholar casting his favorite spell. However, the target of the Fireball was not the besieged White Dragon but the ice wall that had trapped the Human Knight. The Fireball slammed into the ice wall with an explosion, blasting a huge hole through which the now-recovered Human Knight immediately charged out, his sword tip aimed straight at the White Dragon’s head.
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When a White Dragon cannot fly or use its Dragon Breath, it’s just an ordinary beast. Perhaps more ferocious, stronger, and deadly than any other beast, but it remains a beast. Caught in the Hunter’s encirclement, the beast will struggle, scratch, bellow, and lunge, but the outcome is unavoidable.
The Hunters covered for each other, inflicting more and more wounds on the beast. Though no wound was fatal on its own, as more and more Dragon Blood spilled onto the ground, death finally grasped it.
With a peculiar whimper, the White Dragon fell to the ground with a thud, watching as the Great Sword, emitting a green glow, plunged into its chest.
