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Chapter 349: Chapter 348 Battle of the Giant Dragons

Chapter 349: Chapter 348 Battle of the Giant Dragons

“Boom!!!”

A pitch-black, icy breath descended from the sky, enveloping Fang Zheng within it. The bitter cold spread in all directions, even frosting the ground with a layer of white frost.

“Don’t get cocky!”

Accompanied by a roar, the pitch-black breath suddenly vanished, and at the same time, the shadow hidden within the fog swiftly dodged to the side. Right after, a transparent void appeared where it had previously been.

“So that’s how it is… you too are…”

“Exactly, that’s why I dared to come looking for you.”

Fang Zheng raised his head, his golden eyes emitting a cold radiance. He too had reawakened and transformed into the form of a Time Dragon. But…

Indeed, battling the Dragon Race of the Main World is not so easy.

Fang Zheng’s original intent was to use the “Breath of Exile” to instantly kill his foe. Since Dragon Breath has a limited range, this meant that if the opponent’s head was within the breath’s range but its body was not, then it was as if its head would be sent to the distant future while the body remained in the current world. A head without a body and a body without a head naturally could not continue to survive, which meant it would be an instant kill. freewēbnoveℓ.com

But the Dragon Race of the Main World certainly was not as foolish as the wild beasts of the Fire Dragon World; the opponent had almost immediately dodged as soon as it sensed Fang Zheng opening his mouth, avoiding his breath from afar. It seemed the dragons of this world were quite familiar with fighting among their own kind.

But that was also good.

As Fang Zheng gazed at the distant shadow, his fighting spirit also ignited. Although he had learned the combat methods of the Dragon Race by virtue of their bloodline, it wasn’t easy to find a dragon in the Main World to practice with. The dragon before him might be slightly stronger than himself… but wasn’t this an ideal sparring partner?

But… what kind of dragon was it?

Recalling the breath from before, Fang Zheng looked serious. He could feel the icy, negative energy contained in that dark shadow. However, he could not confirm its identity. The breath didn’t belong to a Metal Dragon, nor a Five-Colored Dragon, nor did it resemble one of a Gem Dragon. Strictly speaking, it should have been a breath typical of an Undead Creature like a Bone Dragon, but the signs of life from the opponent were clear, completely lacking the aura of The Fallen that typical undead creatures possessed.

Moreover, if it were an undead creature, there would be no need for it to seek out monsters as its servants. It could simply have killed the monsters and used their corpses to create undead creatures. And those monsters certainly wouldn’t volunteer to serve it. Judging by the life force it emanated, it should be a living being, not a dead one. This brought the dragon’s identity into question.

“I didn’t expect it to be one of our own kind.”

Seeing Fang Zheng’s Dragon Race form, the shadow was quite surprised, but soon, its tone filled with a growing eagerness for battle.

“So that’s it, you came here coveting this lair as well, did you? Well then, let’s settle this in the way of our Dragon Race!”

Who the hell wants to fight for your territory?

Hearing the other dragon speak, Fang Zheng was completely speechless. What had been a proper dragon duel was reduced by its words, and a thought involuntarily rose in Fang Zheng’s mind, “…Spring, the season of renewal, when dragons on this land build their nests and fight for mates. The loser shall leave the territory, wandering the boundless prairies…”

I’m not filming Animal Planet here!

With an internal roar, Fang Zheng suddenly spread his wings and forcefully fanned forward. Accompanying his movement, a green sphere of light suddenly emerged within the dark shadow, then burst with a “bang,” expanding explosively.

The Parasite Cloud!

This was a hybrid variant Fang Zheng had acquired during his evolution from the Fusion of a Flying Serpent’s “Blinding Poison Cloud” and “Parasite Grenade,” possessing both characteristics. It not only obscured the senses of any living beings within it but could also summon parasitic poison bugs to attack and damage them.

At present, this was the first time Fang Zheng had used this move in an actual fight, but…

It didn’t hit?

Fang Zheng clearly saw that the moment the poison cloud erupted, the vast shadow instantly vanished, and his own poison cloud seemed not to have fully reached its target.

What exactly was its Domain?

Hovering in the air, Fang Zheng carefully scanned his surroundings. Looking around, he could only see a pitch-black fog. But Fang Zheng was not convinced this was normal. He wasn’t an idiot; the fog was just a simulation he had created. In fact, he had dissipated the fog before using the Sealing, as it would have been utterly senseless to purposefully create an environment where the enemy lurked in the shadows and he stood in the light just for the atmosphere.

However, even so, a pitch-black fog still enveloped the area around the other dragon, indicating that it was the opponent’s Domain, right?

And…

Fang Zheng quickly glanced around and realized that, unbeknownst to him, vast swathes of pitch-black fog had already engulfed all directions, and the dragon was nowhere to be seen. It was as though it were a hunter in the darkness, hiding and waiting for the moment when its prey would show a flaw.

“Breath of Plunder” can’t be used, and “Breath of Exile” can’t reach… It seems that this is indeed a bit troublesome?

But what does that matter? When I pulled you into the Sealing, it wasn’t for a one-on-one fight!

Angel Legion!!

Accompanying Fang Zheng’s silent call in his heart, in an instant, hundreds of fully armed angels, gleaming with the radiance of silver, descended from the sky. Each of them wielded a Long Spear and a blade, encircling Fang Zheng within their ranks. And upon seeing these suddenly appearing angels, that voice also started to panic.

“What is this? I can feel the Holy Power emanating from them, exactly which Dragon Race are you?”

“Attack! Find that sneaky bastard!”

Fang Zheng certainly wasn’t going to waste words with it. He suddenly flapped his wings, quickly escaping the cloud mass, and then he rapidly gave orders to the other angels. Upon hearing Fang Zheng’s command, the angels instantly turned into streaks of light and unhesitatingly raised their weapons, rushing into the pitch-black clouds. For a moment, bolts of lightning burst forth within the cloud, illuminating the shadowed clouds into pure white.

“Courting death!”

The Chief Dragon, too, seemed to be enraged by these angels. It let out a roar, and then Fang Zheng immediately saw the entire cloud layer turn ominously dark, while the angels shimmering with Holy Light were knocked out of the clouds like they had been hit by something heavy, then disappeared into Photon Particles in midair.

“Angels of such caliber are hardly worth mentioning!”

Unlike humans, the Dragon Race doesn’t place as much emphasis on faith. The Dragon Race worshipped the Platinum Dragon God and the God of the Five-Colored Dragon, and, of course, many dragons don’t worship any deity at all. It can even be said that compared to the long lives of many dragons, the heroes and messengers of gods sung about in human poetry are but infants. Therefore, they certainly didn’t have much respect for angels. Not to mention, the angels created by Fang Zheng using the Power of Existence might look intimidating, but their actual strength was still a cut below his own. Naturally, they stood no chance against a fully grown Giant Dragon.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Accompanying the Chief Dragon’s roar, the surrounding clouds began to swirl and then rose rapidly, engulfing Fang Zheng as well. All around was darkness; looking around, one could only sense the dense blackness and the chilling, bone-piercing cold.

This sensation was undoubtedly the essence of Negative Energy, but the other party was indeed a living being…

“Swoosh!”

Just as Fang Zheng was pondering, a huge shadow suddenly emerged from the cloud mass beside him, silently lunging at Fang Zheng.

This way!

Although Fang Zheng reacted quickly, the shadow’s speed was faster. Just as Fang Zheng turned his head, the claw reached out, about to tear a bloody, gaping hole in Fang Zheng’s enormous Dragon’s Body.

But there was something even faster than it.

That was Magic.

“Thud!”

Just as the claw was about to catch Fang Zheng, a gigantic hand glowing with a golden hue suddenly appeared at Fang Zheng’s side. It raised and spread out, blocking the Chief Dragon’s attack, and then the magical hand forcefully slapped back, striking heavily on the Shadow!

A dull collision sounded, and it seemed the Chief Dragon had completely not anticipated that Fang Zheng would use Magic—this was quite normal. Dragons could use their innate bloodline power to unleash spell-like abilities, which were far more powerful than the spells of humans.

And now, it saw what exactly, a dragon, a Giant Dragon, was using human Magic to combat it?

Is it sane?

“Which clan are you from?”

At this moment, the shadow grew even more substantial, becoming increasingly interested in this kin of its own. Capable of casting strange spells to pull it into a Demi-Plane World, able to Summon angels, and even now using spells, it grew more and more curious about this clan member.

“How amusing. I must defeat you. When I do, I will flay and debone you to uncover all your secrets!”

Try it if you think you can!

Hearing the other’s voice, Fang Zheng didn’t have time to waste words with it. This dragon was quite strange, concealed within the clouds and difficult for Fang Zheng to pinpoint, only giving away its location during its brief attack. Without hesitation, Fang Zheng opened his mouth wider, and with Spiritual Light emerging, a barrage of Magic Missiles locked on the target, showering towards the depth of the dark shadow like a torrential downpour.

Ultimate Magic Missile Storm!!