266: Chapter 266 A Fierce Battle! The Vampire Prince! The Black Prison Thunder Dragon Shatters!

Above the battlefield.

Within the ice crystal mist, the cold surged.

Countless ice shards floated slowly in the air, like a massive curtain, completely isolating this part of the sky from the outside world.

Rowan felt the completely sealed vision around him, and a cold arc curled at the corner of his mouth.

Since no one can see inside here, there is no need to hide anymore.

Let's end this quickly!

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, a demonic blood-red color quietly emerged from the depths of his pupils.

Duke Witton was preparing to strike with all his might.

Suddenly, he felt a completely different aura coming from ahead, and his pupils shrank violently.

Seeing the changes in Rowan, for the first time, his face revealed an expression of extreme shock:

"You, you are actually a Vampire?!"

Before the words left his mouth, he suddenly felt the blood in his body begin to surge uncontrollably, as if drawn by some invisible force, wanting to burst out of his body.

His expression changed drastically:

"No, not just an ordinary Vampire!"

He stared fixedly at Rowan's blood-red slit pupils and said word by word:

"This is... a Vampire Prince?!"

Hearing this, Rowan did not answer.

He just tilted his head slightly, and the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened.

The next moment, he struck directly.

Within the flames burning on the body of that domineering Red Tiger, a hint of blood color faintly emerged, making the flames even more Blazing and violent, as if they wanted to burn everything to ashes!

Duke Witton had no time to think and instinctively activated his Black Prison Domain to meet the enemy.

Roar—!

The Black Prison Thunder Dragon condensed and formed once again, its body wrapped in thick black lightning, and it lunged forward.

Boom—!!

The two behemoths collided fiercely!

Lightning and flames intertwined crazily, the dragon's roar and tiger's howl shaking the surroundings.

But unlike before—

This time, the Red Tiger clearly held the upper hand!

The giant flaming tiger, entwined with blood-colored patterns, carried a strange, erosive power with every bite and strike, causing the lightning on the Black Prison Thunder Dragon to dim at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Duke Witton gritted his teeth and held on, pushing his power to the limit.

The Black Prison Thunder Dragon Breathing Technique inside him operated frantically, and battle qi surged from his body again and again, replenishing the Thunder Dragon Battle Aspect.

But no matter how hard he tried, that strange suppression from the level of a Vampire Prince clung to him like a maggot on a bone, causing his power circulation to be involuntarily sluggish by three points.

The two fought violently for nearly a hundred rounds within the ice crystal mist in a short period.

Knight powerhouses with a core domain for protection are extremely resilient; before their domain is broken, they almost never suffer direct defeat.

But—

When experts compete, a tiny difference can lead to a massive discrepancy.

Especially in a life-and-death struggle of this level.

Finally, during the most violent collision, the giant flaming tiger bit onto the neck of the Black Prison Thunder Dragon!

Blood-colored patterns began to spread wildly along the dragon's neck, completely eroding that massive Thunder Dragon from head to tail!

Duke Witton, at the core, shook violently; the boiling of his blood could no longer be contained!

The lightning on the surface of the Black Prison Thunder Dragon began to flake off like shattered glass.

Duke Witton's face turned deathly pale, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of boiling blood.

He desperately activated his remaining power to try and stabilize the Thunder Dragon Battle Aspect, but it was already too late.

The giant flaming tiger's claws exerted force suddenly, ripping the head of the Black Prison Thunder Dragon right off its body!

The structure of the headless Thunder Dragon Battle Aspect was completely destroyed, and then it exploded with a boom, turning into countless fine specks of lightning that dissipated into the ice crystal mist.

Thunder Dragon Battle Aspect, collapsed!

Black Prison Domain, dissipated!

Duke Witton's true body suffered a violent backlash, his whole person shook violently, and blood seeped from his seven orifices simultaneously.

And at that very moment—

The burning Red Tiger appeared directly in front of him.

Rowan did not give him any chance.

The tiger claw, wrapped in blood-colored flames, shot through like a meteor piercing the sky, straight through him.

Pfft—!

Duke Witton's body stiffened suddenly.

He slowly lowered his head, staring blankly at the tiger claw that had pierced through his chest.

The blood-colored flames burning on the tiger claw were eroding his flesh and blood bit by bit, scorching his internal organs.

He could feel an extremely domineering energy destroying the vitality throughout his entire body, starting from his heart and spreading along his meridians to his limbs and bones.

He raised his head, looking at the giant flaming tiger close at hand, meeting those indifferent blood-red slit pupils, his eyes filled with disbelief.

His lips moved a few times, only emitting the last few garbled words:

"You... what exactly... are you..."

Rowan did not answer.

Duke Witton's eyes widened, and the light in them faded bit by bit.

Even in death, he couldn't believe it—

That he, a dignified Duke of the Empire, a veteran powerhouse who had been immersed in the Sky Knight realm for many years, would actually die at the hands of a young count he had never taken seriously!

Rowan hovered in mid-air, dispersed the Battle Aspect, and panted slightly.

His gaze fell upon Duke Witton's corpse; the blood flowing within it contained the essence of a Sky Knight's lifelong cultivation!

For a Vampire, this was undoubtedly an extremely tempting tonic!

He reached out, wanting to Drain that power.

But at the very moment he was about to touch it—

The Seal of Andalas Strife magic array in the sky suddenly emitted a strong attractive force, starting to frantically extract the blood energy permeating the battlefield.

Rowan's hand stopped in mid-air.

He raised his head, looking toward the almost transparent, pale red magic array light curtain in the sky.

He was silent for a moment.

Then, he withdrew his hand.

He did not stop the magic array from Draining the blood energy of Duke Witton, nor did he try to snatch that blood energy belonging to the Sky Knight.

He just watched quietly as those blood threads rose into the high sky, merging into the magic array, making the light of the array become even more demonic and bright.

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