Chapter 38: Dreadnought
The clashing of swords suddenly stopped, and the icy sea fell into a dead silence from the chaos of the passage of the natural disaster.
The sea water under the white dragon's feet slowly froze, and he threw the broken ten-fist sword to the ground, leaving the necessary message on the ice with blood. The original alchemy array had been completely destroyed in the collision.
Pitch-black flames spread throughout the red dragon's body. There was not a single scar on the magic sword, but the alchemy golem's body was damaged to the point where it was unstable on its feet, and it had to be repaired with all its might in the limited time.
The white dragon opened his arms towards Konstantin as if hugging. The surface of his body was covered with criss-crossed pitch black flames, and it was a miracle that the dragon's body was more than fifty percent necrotic, and he was still able to move.
"I'll see you later."
Konstantin understood the mouth shape, and released the Jun Flame towards the simple alchemy array at the same time as the white dragon disappeared, destroying the information.
Seven seconds later, the White King descended three times.
"It's ...... The second retrospective. ”
The white dragon hid the intense mental pain, and his physical strength was also drained by nearly half. Use up to two more times.
The information left behind before the migration is greatly lost, and only a few abbreviated words remain, such as "sword", "puppet", "unity", and "ship".
Combined with the fragments of the Ten Fists Sword on the ice, he already roughly understood what was happening. If the clouds were not lost, how could they have hit to such a point.
In his current form of existence, it was absolutely delusional to want to create a second sword as pure and powerful.
The red dragon slowly stood up from the ice and pointed his sword at the White King for the third time.
Konstantin didn't know how long the fusion ritual would last. Luo Yin explained to him very clearly that the Spirit Fusion Ritual was the new World Tree, designed for half-bloods.
If the ritual collapsed outright, or if his spirit was separated from his body for too long, Konstantin did not know how serious the consequences would be.
After all, the enemy is the White King. Even if you have to sacrifice your life to win, how can you talk about retreat.
The White Dragon acted.
Speech Spirit: Yaqi, bone proliferation.
The white dragon's left and right wrists gave birth to a white bone sword more than half a meter long, and the lower end of the dragon's claws gave birth to a slightly curved short blade, forming a halberd-like structure.
Immortal, Bone Alloying.
Deathtouch, inflicting poison.
The white dragon tried to swing the white-gold twin swords, and the titanium bones collided and sparked.
This kind of improvised weapon, which relies on the spirit of words, is not much different from Surtr. But Konstantin understood that such weapons were about infinite for the White King. As long as he had a source of nutrients, he would be able to multiply the bone sword repeatedly.
The two sides collided, but they staggered. Konstantin's expected fight did not come.
The target of the White Dragon's attack is the Sedna!
The distance of more than five kilometers is only a few seconds for his speed.
The disadvantage in speed caused the red dragon puppet to be thrown away a large distance in an instant. Konstantin realized that there was less time left for him than expected.
The scope of the King's Domain is limited.
At the moment of leaving the Constantine realm, the Time Zero realm erupted. Blessing time zero in a high-speed flight state is extremely terrifying for physical exertion, but it creates a chance to win with one hit.
The speed of the white dragon surpassed Mach 2 before it was still in the acceleration stage, and the visual effect under the time zero burst was equivalent to teleportation.
Olivia hid inside the artificial dragon's body, using the celestial performance to calculate the time and location of the impact, with an error of 300%.
Her eyes went black at the moment of impact. The spiritual impact of the White King Domain, superimposed on the slashing power of the two bone swords, directly reminded her of the explosion in the Watt Alheim laboratory on the day Luo Yin invited her to join the alchemy workshop.
I should have known that I should have joined the Underground Dwarf Kingdom.
The nearly four-ton artificial dragon body flew backwards under the terrifying impact, knocking the hatch into a severe depression, and the multi-layered dragon scales on its chest were cut in an X-shape by the bone sword.
As soon as Olivia regained consciousness, she gave the same order to all the Deadpool golems on the ship, and she exploded to attack!
The white dragon landed on deck, and the entire ship tilted to the left, and the dutiful, death-defying mass-produced Deadpool golem charged at him.
Boring.
The vacuum field kept the dense explosions out, the sword light flickered, and the thick deck was neatly sliced.
The white dragon jumped into the lower cabin and saw a cube made of dark gold metal exterior with intricate patterns of red and silver engraved on the metal surface.
His understanding of the key information was correct, Konstantin's body was on the ship, and the black sword in the hands of the alchemy puppet was a mortal threat to him.
Bronze Throne!
The white dragon took the bone sword into his wrist and threw a heavy punch, his muscular arm was like a thousand pounds of battering ram, and the metal outer wall was punched out of a half-foot-deep pit, and the mercury refining and dragon blood that filled the alchemy circuit were mixed and spewed out. The highly toxic mercury smelting only gave him a slight burning sensation.
Olivia calculates that in four seconds the Red Dragon Golem will board the Sedna, but before that time Constantine's body will be destroyed.
Gritting her teeth, Olivia manipulated the artificial dragon body with the highest defensive power, and kicked the white dragon with all her might, and it was black in front of her.
"Alchemy Cell...... It's actually a reference to the principle of Yagi. ”
A thought flashed through the White King's mind. But that's all, this kind of puppet can at most fight against lowly blooded dragons, and its defense is not bad.
Under the original species, there was no essential difference between dragons that did not have full elemental authority.
"Broken!"
A lion's roar suddenly sounded in the cramped cabin.
The man's roar perfectly matched his sword's movements, and his spirit, courage, and strength reached their peak at the same moment.
He struck out of the dark corner, and the furious killing intent was like a river bursting its banks.
The alchemy realm of the Han Bafang Ancient Sword resonated strongly with his spirit and bloodline, and the solid and heavy blade collided head-on with the White King's bone sword.
Professor Schneider! Olivia was stunned.
This ghost who has been in a wheelchair for ten years has somehow drawn the sword of arrogance second only to rage among the seven deadly sins, and hid in the darkness for the hunt.
Schneider spat out white steam from his mouth, and he actually forced the white king's bone sword.
His deeply dragon-like body resembles a brutal beast more than a human or a dragon. But in those vicissitudes of life, only courage burns.
"Polluter ......"
A sudden blow interrupted the White King's assault and delayed his time to destroy Konstantin's body.
With the purity of this human dragon's blood, under the influence of the royal domain, he should directly fall and fall to the side of the dragon clan.
The white dragon simply strengthened, lifted up, and slashed obliquely, all in one go. Schneiderlon's body was nearly half sliced open, nearly slashed in half with a single blow, and the blood stained the walls red.
Schneider's sword, with perfect timing and skill, only caused a little trouble for the White King.
Rumble! Rumble!
The White King pierced through the metal wall with two blows, and the burned alchemy array was almost ineffective.
"Broken!"
The man's blood-covered body was lowered to the limit, and arrogance slashed at the white dragon's knee from the side. With his tattered body, he launched a second life-fighting offensive. This is beyond the limits of the human spirit and body.
Against Leviathan, he has to fight back, even in the hellish cold.
In the face of Li Wuyue, he wanted to fight back, even if he couldn't even see the enemy's figure clearly.
The White King is no exception.
The white dragon's swift stab struck Schneider first, the bone sword passing through his chest, and the arrogant sword failed to cut through the white dragon scales.
"Why?"
"We swing our swords at the dragons...... It's never because we're stronger than dragons. ”
The white dragon's claws pierced into the man's chest, and Schneider's pupils gradually dilated.
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