Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 1039 - 682: Battle Festival, The Rematch! (Double-Length)_3
"Roar————"
The dragons let out their fiercest roar in unison.
When the thunderous roar, which forced the outside spectators to cover their ears, faded away, the scene had already shifted from Red Lion City to the Weeping Dunes.
Under the crimson sky, Latan's figure stood towering in the distance.
As the challengers appeared, he picked up the heavy Lion Great Bow. Accompanied by the sound of flesh tearing, he forcefully pulled a giant arrow from his back.
Like a siege spear, the arrow was aimed at the crowd.
There was no announcement of "start" or the sound of a referee's gun.
The moment the challengers appeared here, the Battle Festival had already begun!
The vast legion composed of various master fighters surged at this moment!
Latan's demeanor was still overwhelmingly fierce, and his tower-like physique exuded an overpowering presence even from afar.
No matter how many times people saw him in the footage, standing here facing him in reality, they couldn't help but feel their hearts accelerate.
The iron-like arms bent the bow and notched the arrow, and between the trembling muscles, the terrifying sound of the bowstring being drawn taut rang out!
Undoubtedly, like a siege spear, the next moment the arrow would shoot out and the horrifying impact could knock dozens or even hundreds of people to death!
Against "archery," Latan's iconic attack move, people have surely researched and come up with a strategy—
When the sound of the bowstring being drawn tight was heard, joining it in the air was the explosive sound of a blade slicing through the air, as a green figure rushed toward the arrow.
It's Hidor! This clan leader, who nearly reached the legendary level but fell short by some unknown margin, charged forward alone!
The method to minimize loss is exactly this, directly sending the dragon to block the shot!
"Boom!"
The arrow, imbued with Gravity Magic, collided head-on with Hidor's four-legged massive body in an instant, and in the next moment, he was knocked to the ground, whipping up a sandstorm that obscured the view.
"I'm okay!" His voice came from within the dust, sounding a bit breathless but still in good condition.
He wasn't instantly killed by a single arrow! This strategy was well executed!
Latan immediately understood the tactics people employed, allowing himself to adjust his combat approach. He once again bent the bow and notched the arrow, but this time his target was the sky.
[Latan's Torrent] was about to be released, and this barrage of arrows from the sky was not something a single Hidor could withstand; he might end up looking like a sieve!
This change in his move was also within people's plans.
A golden glimmer shot through the dust straight at Latan; it was Elo, the fastest two-legged dragon Elo, who relayed the assault.
And in an instant, he clashed with Latan using his dragon body, adopting a stance akin to an iron mountain lean!
Latan's movements wavered due to Elo's strike, and the preparation stance for [Latan's Torrent] was immediately disrupted upon this elbow hit. Success! People's plan succeeded!
The precise timing of the two clan leaders was impeccable. If Hidor had emerged a second earlier, Latan would have seen through his stance and released the torrent; if Elo had been a second late, the torrent would have been unleashed!
"Here I come!" Hidor, with scales scraped off in large patches by arrows, charged over, and together with Elo, launched an attack on the Shattered Star General using the wildest and most primitive means.
Now, not only did they halt the release of arrows, but they also successfully initiated close combat!
Latan drew those two immensely heavy Shattered Star Greatswords, wielding the greatsword and entangling with the two giant dragons, no longer firing arrows at the main forces of the legion.
The other dragons, arranged in advance, took to the air with the Magicians' assistance, crashing toward Latan like missiles, their helmets crafted in the style of siege weapons designed to inflict heavy damage at this moment!
Even if they missed the target, even if they were slashed in two by Latan, it didn't matter; as long as one dragon hit, it would be a significant gain!
If human attacks mostly seemed like pesky insects to Latan, occasionally stinging him painfully with a spiteful thorn, then every dragon's impact felt like a fervent assault from sandbags— not excessively painful, but certainly hindering movement!
After all, this attack launched by dragons was akin to a suicide assault, and achieving such an effect was quite reasonable!
Those dragons that collided with Latan, causing damage but fortunately surviving, would cast aside deformed helmets and fly around to cover the two clan leaders leading the main assault, primarily acting as shields!
Whether physical or magic attacks, gathered around Latan was a number exceeding a hundred dragons, each possessing strength nearly equivalent to that of Flying Dragon Yakir!
The challengers went all out right from the start, a scale that even the strongest demigod would be temporarily entangled by!
All of this unfolded within a matter of minutes.
"The dragons did amazingly!" "Do you think they might just win directly?" "Come on, colorful dragons!"
Whether inside or outside the Dungeon, everyone felt thrilled and cheered at the dragons' valiant performance.
Previously, when facing Latan, people were driven into a panicked scramble, battered and defeated by various attacks, and their miserable state seemed to linger vividly in the mind.
