87: The fall of the dragon
"Boom!!"
The Blazing Blade swept past, sending the Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon flying. Even the rock wall and vines on the ground were completely shattered, revealing layers of solid ice beneath.
"Roar!!!" The Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon let out a painful bellow. These two Blazing Blades contained the cutting power of wind elements, leaving two bone-deep wounds on its body, nearly slicing it in half.
Furthermore, the Blazing Flame power within them scorched the wounds, preventing a single drop of blood from flowing out, leaving the injured area completely charred.
"What a powerful attack. Is this the might of a combined skill?" Lin Chen exclaimed in admiration from afar. If it were any other serpent-type Spirit Beast, this Blazing Flame Fierce Wind Slash would probably have been cleaved into three pieces, ready to be made into snake soup, right?
"Roar!" The Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon roared, and a large amount of black energy surged from its wounds. The Shamanic Flames on its body were actually extinguished. Not only that, but the charred wounds were also healing in a bizarre manner.
Instead of new flesh and blood regenerating, the scorched wounds were forcibly sealed together, continuously wrapped in black mist.
"Is it using demonic energy? But what exactly is demonic energy? What are Abyssal Monsters? And where do they come from?" Lin Chen pondered in his heart, but Bai Sitong didn't have the luxury of thinking so much like him.
"Spirit Skill: Flame Amplification!" Bai Sitong shouted softly. A large amount of spiritual energy surged within her, instantly raising the surrounding temperature. The auras of the Fierce Wind Vermilion Sparrow, the Lava Turtle, and even the Yan Wu Fox rose again. The Lava Turtle even showed faint signs of breaking through to Six-Star.
"Fierce Wind Vermilion Sparrow, Lava Turtle, Blazing Flame Storm! Roast it into snake jerky for me!" Bai Sitong yelled at the two Spirit Beasts.
"Chirp~~~" The Fierce Wind Vermilion Sparrow cried out. As its wings flapped, fierce winds arose, forming a tornado around the Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon, firmly confining it.
The Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon continuously roared, trying to burst out of the tornado, but it was firmly restricted inside by the Yan Wu Fox's Illusory Space. Furthermore, beams of seven-colored light were released. These strange lights flashed within the tornado, causing a hint of confusion to appear in the eyes of the Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon.
Strange Light, a very basic illusion technique, was considered an advanced version of Illusory Pupils, but it was extremely useful in this situation. The Yan Wu Fox's goal was to restrict it within the tornado, waiting for the Blazing Flame Storm to take shape.
"Roar~~~" The Lava Turtle beside them let out a low growl and stepped forward. The volcano on its back once again flowed with scorching magma, and violent flames gathered momentum, seemingly preparing for the final eruption.
"Boom!" Finally, the flames, accumulated to their extreme, burst forth, spraying towards the Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon.
The wind fueled the fire. As soon as the flames touched the range of the tornado, they were immediately swept up, and a fire tornado tens of meters high instantly formed, submerging the Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon in a flash.
"Now, let's see how long it can last!" Bai Sitong said, clapping her hands. Her expression seemed relaxed, but it was not; the spiritual energy in her body was continuously draining to maintain the amplification effect of the Spirit Skill.
Although the range of this fire tornado was not large, all the high temperatures were concentrated within it. The Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon at the center of the storm was like bathing in a pool of magma, and even the soil beneath it instantly cracked and dried up.
"Chirp~~~" The cry of the Fierce Wind Vermilion Sparrow sounded again in the sky. Now that the Blazing Flame Storm had formed, it once again summoned flames and joined the magnificent blaze.
"Bang!" The terrifying high temperature made it difficult for even the Heavenly Water Azure Qilin nearby to maintain its footing. The ice on the water surface gradually melted, the rock layers cracked, and the vines burned, revealing the original surface of the cold pool.
But Bai Sitong was no longer worried about the Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon escaping. Not only did the constraint of the Blazing Flame Storm make it unable to break free, but even if it managed to escape, the upper layer of the cold pool had already been boiled. If it jumped in now, it would truly be cooked.
"Roar!" The roar of the Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon came from the Blazing Flame Storm, followed by the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground. It seemed the opponent had finally collapsed from exhaustion.
"Whew~~~" Bai Sitong let out a soft breath, waving her hand to signal the two Spirit Beasts to dispel the flames. Sure enough, she saw the Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon lying on the ground, completely charred, as if its entire body had been carbonized.
"Yo~~~" The Seven-Colored Deer cried out and walked towards the Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon under Bai Sitong's surprised gaze. It summoned a wisp of vigorous vitality, healing the opponent's body.
"What are you doing?" Bai Sitong exclaimed. She had expended so much effort to take down the opponent, and now it was healing it?
"At the point of death, the demonic energy on the Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon will dissipate, and its consciousness will briefly recover. Lord Seven-Colored Deer wishes to see if it has any unfulfilled wishes. We hope for your permission, milady!" The Yan Wu Fox beside her explained, bowing toward Bai Sitong.
"Well... do as you wish!" Bai Sitong was stunned for a moment, then waved her hand and said. A dying wish, she could understand.
"Squeak! Squeak!" At the same time, the Blazing Flame Monkey, seeing that the battle was over, rushed back, bringing Lin Chen with him.
"Are you alright?" Lin Chen asked.
"Don't worry, it was a small matter. However, the Seven-Colored Deer is healing that Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon. You should still be careful. Run immediately if the situation goes south!" Bai Sitong cautioned him.
"Mhm!" Lin Chen nodded.
As the two spoke, the Seven-Colored Deer had already reached the side of the Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon. A large amount of life energy poured in, causing its nearly carbonized body to finally show a slight tremor.
"Hiss~~~" A weak, low moan sounded, and the Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon slowly opened its eyes. They were still red vertical pupils, but they lacked the previous bloodlust and madness.
"The lord sacred tree is back! It has returned to save us!" The Seven-Colored Deer murmured, ignoring the high temperature and charring on the ground as it lowered its head and nudged the Flood Dragon.
Seeing this scene, Lin Chen thought for a moment and once again summoned the phantom of the qiling silverwood. As the tall ancient tree soared into the sky, a hint of relief finally appeared in the eyes of the Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon.
"Roar!" Using its last ounce of strength, the Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon slowly raised its head and let out a roar toward the ancient tree, as if making a pilgrimage.
"Thud!" Its head dropped. The Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon, which had lived a rebellious life and been sealed for a thousand years, finally perished completely.
"Rustle~~~" The branches and leaves of the qiling silverwood swayed, seemingly bidding farewell to the ancient beast. All the beasts fell silent, grieving the departure of the Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon.
But before everyone could recover, a spot of red light emerged on the Dragon Blood Red Scaled Flood Dragon's horn.
"What is this?" Lin Chen and the others were startled, and the Seven-Colored Deer couldn't help but step back, watching the sudden change before them.
Only the qiling silverwood continued to sway its branches and leaves, scattering specks of silver light.