120: Chapter 120 The Dragon's Cold Sweat!

[Slaughter... begin!]

Along with the cold and heartless notification sound of the system, the translucent barrier stretching across the front of the race track shattered with a bang.

The Purgatory Magic Dragon—Bahamut let out a wild roar, suddenly tearing through the sky.

Like a massive dark-red asteroid, it dove toward the Red Wolf Army!

Its massive wings flapped violently.

The violent air currents turned into a level-twelve hurricane.

Even from a distance of dozens of kilometers, the wind shook the Red Wolf Guild vehicles on the periphery violently.

It was as if they could be overturned at any moment.

"Brothers! Fire!"

Lin Zihao stood on his motorcycle, roaring at the top of his lungs.

Facing this terrifying scene that was enough to make one's liver and gallbladder burst.

These lunatics from the Red Wolf Guild... afraid? Not a chance!

Each and every one of them was so excited their eyes were glowing green.

The communication channel exploded at this moment.

"Holy crap! A live Abyss Lord! It's coming for us!"

"Brothers, don't just stand there! Hurry up and fire to snag an assist!"

"As long as we land a hit, the system will definitely count it as participation!"

"Quick, quick, quick! Brothers! Let me get a shot in first to leech some damage!"

Two hundred thousand people were completely caught up in the frenzy for materials and assists.

In their eyes, this wasn't some world-destroying calamity beast at all.

It was a Fortune-bringing Hajimi—shining with golden light and desperately waving its hand to give out rewards!

In an instant, the army of two hundred thousand opened fire with everything they had!

Countless armor-piercing rounds, high-explosive shells, and even anti-aircraft missiles, trailing long plumes of fire, rained down on the magic dragon in the sky.

But facing this dense firepower that was enough to destroy a city, Bahamut didn't even bother to dodge.

The shells exploded against its dark-red dragon scales without leaving even a single scratch.

A flash of human-like contempt and pride crossed its eyes.

Ants are just ants.

How could mere human weapons possibly harm an Abyss Lord-level creature?!

It suddenly accelerated, preparing to charge directly into the crowd and use the most cruel method to crush that arrogant Red Wolf Tank under its foot.

But when it was less than ten kilometers away from the Red Wolf position.

Shua!

Bahamut only felt its vision go black without any warning!

The world on its right side suddenly lost all light.

Eh?

What's the situation?!

Why has the sky on the right gone dark?! The sky on the left is still bright?!

Just as a hint of doubt flashed through the mind of this high and mighty Abyss Lord.

In the next second, an indescribable pain flooded its nerves like a tsunami!

"Wu—Roar!!!"

Bahamut let out a shrill and miserable scream.

Black dragon blood poured down from the sky like a waterfall.

At this moment, from its dragon mouth to its right eye, a massive, penetrating bloody hole had appeared!

Bones were shattered, and flesh was evaporated.

What terrified it most was that it, a dignified Abyss Lord, hadn't even seen how it was injured!

The intense pain and an unprecedented sense of humiliation drove Bahamut completely insane.

"Damn it! Damn it all!!"

"I will burn you all to ashes!"

Its massive body suddenly hovered in mid-air, opening its bloody maw that was like an abyss.

Dark-red flames were frantically compressed and gathered deep in its throat, and the surrounding air was instantly ignited by the high temperature.

It planned to use a single Destruction Dragon Breath to completely erase that Red Wolf Tank!

But before it could finish charging...

The barrel of the Red Wolf Tank suddenly jolted.

This time, Bahamut finally saw the attack that had heavily wounded it!

A beam of light, woven purely from black and white, tore through space!

This beam carried an aura of death enough to annihilate everything, heading straight for its chest!

Fast!

Too fast!

Bahamut smelled the scent of death; it tried its best to dodge, but the massive inertia of its body made it impossible to pull up in time.

At the critical moment of life and death, it could only forcibly twist its massive body and suddenly turn sideways.

Shua!

The Black-and-White Light Pillar grazed its chest and struck its thick dragon claw with extreme precision.

There was no explosion, nor any obstruction.

That hard dragon claw, which was said to be able to tear through anything, was broken on the spot under the impact of the Black-and-White Light Pillar!

The massive severed limb fell from the sky, crashing heavily onto the Molten Land.

A dull thud echoed, the ground trembled, and it actually triggered a small earthquake.

"Roar!"

Bahamut convulsed in pain, tumbling several times in mid-air before barely managing to stabilize itself.

For the first time, true fear appeared in its vertical pupils.

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

How could a mere human possess a weapon of such terrifying power?!

Bahamut stared fixedly at the undamaged Red Wolf Tank below, its brain working rapidly.

Damn it!

This must be his ultimate trump card!

An over-the-top weapon like this, capable of ignoring an Abyss Lord's defense and directly piercing its body...

It's absolutely impossible to fire it continuously!

It must consume a massive amount of energy and require a long charging time!

Thinking of this, the fear in Bahamut's eyes was once again replaced by a ferocious killing intent.

Now is the time!

While his main gun is on cooldown, crush him completely!

"Go to hell!!!"

Bahamut opened its bloody maw, preparing to spit out a world-destroying ultimate strike.

However...

Buzz!

A sound of energy charging rang out, sounding particularly piercing on the chaotic battlefield.

Below.

The muzzle of that Red Wolf Tank hadn't even cleared of smoke.

Pure black-and-white light lit up once again in the dark muzzle, and the light was even more dazzling than before!

Bahamut, who was still gathering dragon breath in its throat, suddenly froze.

It felt its forehead already firmly locked on by the Red Wolf Tank...

Our proud Excellency Abyss Lord's movements were completely frozen in mid-air.

A huge drop of cold sweat slowly slid down its ferocious dragon head...

At this moment, it only had one thought left!

Run!

If I don't run, I'll die!