Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 971 - 641: Still 000
Tami, Berto.
Eliminated!
"Gooo..."
Fudolin, completely drenched in blood, was supporting herself on the ground with both hands, her body extremely exhausted and powerless. She seemed unable to even stand.
Despite experiencing three massive bleedings, she managed to survive thanks to her strong constitution and the Holy Grail Bottles that Luluwo and the others threw over just before their deaths.
After gulping down all the remaining Holy Grail Bottles of the team in one go, she barely managed to cling to life.
Looking around, it was already a scene of utter devastation.
This setting, specifically provided for battles, was now soaked with blood, and any slight movement would cause ripples to tremble on the "water surface." If this bloody scene could be replaced with clear water, it might even become a beautiful sight.
But because it couldn't be changed, it only appeared horrifying!
Fudolin, upon realizing that over eighty percent of the blood here exploded from her own body, completely supplied by herself—
suddenly didn't feel scared at all, leaving only one feeling.
"This is so disgusting..."
Monger, positioned right in the midst of the blood's tumultuous waves, was experiencing a bizarre transformation, even his aura was changing to some extent.
As soon as those three fatal-looking "Zero!" chants ended, the entire sky turned blood red.
It looked as though a lake of blood was covering everyone from above, forcibly creating a barrier between the ground and the sky.
Each time Mongwin's Holy Spear pierced towards the sky, it would trigger a massive gush of blood. At the moment of the third "Zero," an unprecedented surge of blood erupted from the sky, engulfing Monger completely in an instant.
It was at that moment that his aura altered.
And in the subsequent instant, the transformation was completed!
"Swoosh——"
Black wings scattered dramatically through the yet unfinished palace.
The blood tide enveloping Monger was shattered from within by a formidable force, and a pair of enormous black wings that obscured the sky appeared at the spot!
Monger had grown wings!
Although his appearance apart from the wings showed no changes, for some reason, his demeanor in this state perfectly embodied the majesty yet terror blend of the title "Blood King."
It was as if he had undergone some form of evolution.
He swung the Holy Spear, and the blood on the ground was drawn towards his body, quickly drying up entirely and being completely absorbed by Monger.
The injuries inflicted upon his body earlier by everyone had now fully restored to their original state.
A monster that could autonomously heal its wounds...
If there were any veteran adventurers from the Sain Dungeon present here, they would undoubtedly shout:
Crap!!!
"Roar!"
A roar that seemed to shake the heavens and earth suddenly resounded next to Monger, causing the air temperature to rapidly increase as the buildings in the scene were altered by the high temperature!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Heavy drumbeat sounds resonated throughout, but those weren't real drums, rather the heartbeats of a gigantic creature and the thuds from her footfalls upon the ground!
A shadow massive enough to cover half of the battlefield suddenly appeared, enshrouding Monger's figure within.
"Dragon..."
He looked up at the enormous being before him, and Mongwin's Holy Spear trembled in eager anticipation.
The entity before them was indeed a genuine giant dragon.
She possessed a robust physique surpassing that of the Flying Dragon Yakir, a pure Dragon Clan's frame with four legs and two wings, and vicious golden vertical pupils, indicating her status as an expert among dragons.
The dragon scales covering her body stood towering and steep like mountain peaks, and between these mountains flowed bright, crimson magma, with every movement causing a rain of magma to fall beneath her.
Her aura differed from any other bipedal or four-legged dragons within the Warrior Country, even if the bipedal dragon leader Elo stood before her, one would feel—
That their bloodline wasn't pure!
At this moment, the giant dragon flowing with scorching magma was Fudolin's complete form!
She originally didn't want to reveal her dragon form, yet influenced by the Charming Branch, she was now wholeheartedly focused on defeating Monger, leaving nothing reserved!
If Temude were here, or any soldier who once followed the army to the frontier saw Fudolin's form here.
They would surely be utterly shocked, then point shakily at her, loudly exclaiming—
Who is this!?
Wait, isn't this the Madness Qi Dragon in that form?
How could it be, although this individual undeniably appears akin, with elements aligning with the Madness Qi Dragon. When the Madness Qi Dragon attacked the Imperial Capital, its gigantic size was vastly larger, nearly seven or eight times Fudolin's size, with a majesty that could terrify to the point of one's bladder failing at the mere glance...
In contrast, Fudolin stood nowhere close to that creature.
Overall appearing like an undeveloped O-grade student.
Despite this intimidating appearance of Fudolin, as viewed by the Warrior Country's people who experienced the Dragon Feast's aerial dominance.
Her form would only arouse their hunting urges instead.
After all, the more impressive-looking the dragon, the more people desire to hunt it, and that's exactly the existence of monster hunters akin to the Great Western King.
"Awooo——"
Fudolin raised her long neck to the sky, letting out a roar, however, regrettably, this roar still mingled with her human voice, consequently diminishing its intimidation, sounding as if...
