77: Chapter 77 Assist

Boom!

The firmament shattered.

Above the breach in the city wall, which was originally only thirty meters wide, space was forcibly torn open to reveal a pitch-black fissure.

A pressure that froze the soul poured down from the fissure.

The battlefield fell into instant silence.

The beast tide, which had been roaring crazily just a moment ago, now all lay prostrate on the ground, shivering.

That was the absolute suppression from the source of their bloodlines.

Immediately after, a ferocious dragon head emerged.

Lord-level beast: Amethyst Winged Dragon King.

It hovered in mid-air, spreading its wings to block the sunlight, casting a shadow that enveloped the entire western defense line. Those vertical pupils burning with purple demonic fire did not look at the human army, nor did they look at the corpses covering the ground.

It only stared at one person.

At the top of the ruins, the teenager who had just activated an aura and slaughtered countless of its subjects.

"Humans... damn it!"

Its voice exploded in everyone's ears, carrying Grandmaster Level pressure.

The Amethyst Winged Dragon King opened its massive maw, purple light gathering deep within its throat. It could feel that this human cub possessed an aura it found extremely repulsive; it was an instinctive hatred that had to be erased.

"Die."

A purple beam of thunder, several meters thick, shot out without warning.

Space twisted.

This attack locked onto its target; there was no escaping it.

Lin Fan stood in place; his SS-grade aura had just exhausted his physical strength, and his internal energy was in a vacuum period. Facing this thunderbolt capable of leveling a mountain, he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

Space was locked by the immense energy, and a sense of mortal crisis made every hair on Lin Fan's body stand on end.

"Boom!!"

A cyan figure shot out from the rear military command post like a meteor, arriving later but striking first, forcefully slamming into that destructive beam of thunder.

The explosion shattered the eardrums of countless people.

The smoke and dust dissipated.

Ten meters in front of Lin Fan hovered an imposing figure.

He was clad in a suit of dark gold flowing light battle armor, holding a dark gold long spear, his aura boiling like the sea, actually faintly suppressing the power of the thunder in the sky.

Jianghai City Lord, Li Zhen.

"Did you ask me before touching my people on my turf?"

Li Zhen's voice was not loud, but it clearly spread across the entire battlefield.

Upon the first exchange, a flash of human-like surprise appeared in the eyes of the Amethyst Winged Dragon King.

"How is it possible for your blood energy to have recovered to its peak?"

The aura on Li Zhen's body was actually faintly suppressing it.

"Roar!"

The Dragon King was furious. How could this happen?

It flapped its wings, its massive body turning into a bolt of purple lightning, instantly pouncing towards Li Zhen.

King against King.

In a Grandmaster Level battle, ordinary people didn't even have the qualifications to intervene.

The sky became a restricted zone.

Two beams of light clashed crazily in the air; every collision triggered rings of visible shockwaves, tearing the clouds below to shreds.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The spear thrust out like a dragon.

Every spear thrust carried a shrill whistle that tore through space.

The Amethyst Winged Dragon King became more and more alarmed as the fight went on.

Something was wrong. This human powerhouse named Li Zhen, whom it had fought many times before, was evenly matched with it.

How had this human's strength increased so much? And that spear, how could it easily pierce its amethyst scales?

What was even more outrageous was that Li Zhen was fighting too recklessly.

It was a completely suicidal style of trading injury for injury; he wasn't afraid of getting hurt at all.

The dragon's claws tore through Li Zhen's protective aura, leaving a bloody gash on his back.

Li Zhen didn't retreat; instead, he used the momentum to charge forward, thrusting his spear into the Dragon King's shoulder while pulling out a red medicinal pill with his other hand and stuffing it into his mouth.

The wound stopped bleeding instantly and scabbed over.

His aura didn't drop; instead, it rose.

That was the Grandmaster Level [Special Rejuvenation Pill] specially supplied by Lin Fan.

"How is it possible..."

The Dragon King let out an angry, shocked roar. "Where did you get your medicinal pills?"

Humans were locked in base cities with scarce resources; how could they possess such Grandmaster Level recovery potions and divine weapons?

Li Zhen laughed loudly, the pent-up frustration of many years swept away.

"Want to know?"

Li Zhen shook his spear, the tip exploding with a blinding cyan light. "Go to hell and ask!"

Full power burst.

The momentum of a Peak Grandmaster was unleashed without reservation.

With the full set of "blind box equipment" provided by Lin Fan, his combat power had increased by at least thirty percent. For a powerhouse at this level, a one-percent gap was the difference between life and death, let alone thirty percent.

The Amethyst Winged Dragon King was afraid.

It had intentions to retreat.

As a highly intelligent lord, it valued its life.

"Roar!" The Dragon King spat out a breath of dragon fire to force back Li Zhen, flapped its wings violently, and turned to ascend and escape.

As long as it returned to an altitude of ten thousand meters, the humans could do nothing to it.

"Want to run?"

On the ground. Although weak, Lin Fan, who had been watching the battle intently, suddenly moved.

He pulled a black box from his bosom, with a white skull drawn on its surface.

This was a special blind box automatically synthesized by the system during the chaos earlier.

The raw material was the remaining body parts of that self-destructing Phantom Demon race quasi-lord.

[B-Grade Weakness blind box]

Lin Fan weighed the box in his hand, quick-eyed and nimble, and shouted to Li Zhen.

"City Lord Li, catch the assist!"

Lin Fan used his last bit of strength to hurl the black box in his hand hard into the air.

The box traced a parabola in the air.

Of course, it wouldn't hit the Dragon King.

The distance was too far.

But what Lin Fan wanted wasn't a hit, but...

"Explode!"

He snapped his fingers.

The black box exploded in mid-air two hundred meters away from the Dragon King.

A gray ripple, almost invisible to the naked eye, instantly spread out and swept over the Amethyst Winged Dragon King, which was about to ascend.

The Dragon King, which was ascending at full speed, suddenly stiffened.

It was as if tens of tons of iron had suddenly been hung on it.

Its wing bones emitted a brittle sound of being unable to bear the load, and its body, which had been rising at high speed, instantly turned into freefall.

"No!!"

The Dragon King let out a terrified shriek.

In a battle between experts, the fight is for that sliver of survival.

Three seconds was enough.

Although Li Zhen didn't know what Lin Fan had thrown, his combat experience was incredibly rich.

The moment the Dragon King's body stalled, he moved.

Man and spear as one.

Li Zhen turned into a cyan drill, descending from the sky, and using gravitational acceleration, he stabbed fiercely at the only reverse scale on the Dragon King's chest.

"Die!"

Puchi.

There was no suspense.

The long spear pierced through the reverse scale, punctured the heart, and emerged from the back of the Dragon King.

The massive dragon corpse twitched in the air, and the purple fire in its eyes quickly extinguished.

"Boom!!"

It was like a small mountain slamming into the ground.

Dust flew everywhere.

The Amethyst Winged Dragon King had fallen.

The battlefield fell into a brief silence.

Everyone stared blankly at the massive dragon corpse and City Lord Li Zhen, who stood atop the dragon's head, holding his spear with one hand, covered in blood.

Did they win?

That arrogant lord-level beast, did it just die like that?

"Long live the City Lord!!"

Someone, not sure who, took the lead in shouting.

Cheers instantly exploded across the entire field.

Li Zhen pulled out his spear, panting heavily. He looked at Lin Fan on the ruins, his eyes filled with extreme complexity.

How many more trump cards does this kid have up his sleeve?

Lin Fan, however, had no time to pay attention to Li Zhen's gaze.

He was staring at the dragon corpse, drool almost dripping out.

A lord-level one.

What level of blind box would this make?

A-grade? Or S-grade?

He was going to get rich.

This wave, he was going to get absolutely rich.

"Roar..."

With the death of the lord, the beast tide, which had already been beaten into disarray, completely collapsed.

Having lost their command, the beasts turned back into wild animals.

Fear took the upper hand.

They started to turn and flee.

"Running?"

Lin Fan jumped off the ruins, picked up a megaphone, his voice filled with the unique excitement of a Shrewd Merchant.

"Brothers!!"

"It's time to beat the dog while it's down!!"

"All the fleeing beasts are walking blind boxes, they are running cash!!"

"Chase them down and turn them into raw materials!!"

"Myriad Treasures Pavilion promises that with an exchange of beast materials, all blind boxes will be twenty percent off!!"

This sentence was more effective than any mobilization order.

The soldiers, who had already been exhausted, instantly had their eyes turn green.

Twenty percent off?

That was real money!

"Kill!!"

"Don't run, my money, that Wind Wolf is mine!!"

The human army launched a counter-charge.

No longer for survival, but to get rich.

Tanks roared, mechs advanced.

The once terrifying beast tide turned into a one-sided slaughter and hunt.