Giant Dragon Lord: Starting from Daily Intelligence

Chapter 635: Chapter 459: The Catastrophe Level Demon Serpent Puppet and a Favor from Great Elder Gu

”ROAR!”

The three Giant Dragons let out a deafening roar in unison, beat their wings, and soared high. They transformed into three streams of differently colored light, diving toward the Church Fleet below that was still attacking the Flowing Wind Giant Dragon!

Raylo, riding Lightning, charged at the very front. Beside him, Moonlight and Sun, having revealed their true Giant Dragon forms, flew on his left and right.

The moment they flew over the Light Holy See Fleet, the warships below immediately spotted them.

”Enemy attack! It’s Giant Dragons!”

”Fire! Fire!”

Cries of terror and sharp alarms rose and fell across the fleet.

In the next second, countless crossbow arrows and cannonballs shot up from the twenty-plus warships below like a dense rainstorm. They formed an impenetrable net of firepower, attempting to tear the dragons to pieces.

”ROAR!”

The Silver Dragon Moonlight let out a clear, ringing draconic cry.

It beat its enormous Dragon Wings.

An invisible storm swept out with it at the center.

The moment they came into contact with the storm, all the crossbow arrows and cannonballs aimed at them seemed to sink into a mire. Their speed abruptly slowed, then they were swept up and torn apart by the violent currents, ultimately disintegrating into fragments in mid-air.

Without hesitation, Raylo looked down at the massive fleet below, his eyes cold.

From the Spatial Bag at his waist, he pulled out the sinister and evil Demon Serpent head.

The Ice Wind Demon Head!

The most powerful Catastrophe Level item in his possession.

He frantically poured his Magic Power into the Catastrophe Level item.

”HISS!”

Two points of ethereal blue light instantly ignited within the Demon Serpent head’s hollow eye sockets.

It opened its long-stiffened mouth, and a cold current, so dense it couldn’t be dispersed and thick with the aura of destruction, spewed forth.

An endless ice storm descended.

This was no ordinary snow and ice, but an arctic gale containing the great Power of the Catastrophe Level, a storm cold enough to freeze the soul.

Wherever the storm passed, it was as if time itself had been paused.

The moment it touched the Ice Wind, the churning sea below solidified into hard ice.

The crossbow arrows and cannonballs that had just been fired from the Crossbow Cannons and were still in mid-flight were instantly frozen into lumps of ice and fell powerlessly.

In a single instant, the twenty-plus massive warships were completely frozen, like insects preserved in amber. They were transformed into crystal-clear ice sculptures, standing silently upon the frozen surface of the sea.

The expressions of the Holy See soldiers on board—running, shouting, manning their weapons—were frozen in the terror and shock of the previous second, shockingly lifelike.

For several thousand meters ahead, the world seemed to have become a silent tomb made of ice and snow.

Only the largest flagship, located in the center of the fleet, was still struggling to hold on.

A thick and tenacious Magic Shield enveloped the entire flagship. It radiated a sacred glow, temporarily holding back the arctic gale spewed from the Ice Wind Demon Head.

Countless ice crystals condensed on the shield’s surface, only to be melted by the Holy Light it emitted, producing a SIZZLING sound.

’Still resisting?’

Raylo snorted coldly.

He turned the Ice Wind Demon Head in his hand, aiming its sinister serpent mouth at the struggling flagship.

Then, he increased the infusion of his Magic Power.

”HISS!”

An even more violent and condensed ice storm, like a pillar of blue light, slammed viciously against the flagship’s Magic Shield.

The shield flickered violently, and the golden glow on its surface dimmed at a visible rate.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

It held on for less than ten seconds.

”CRACK!”

With a crisp sound like shattering glass, the Magic Shield—maintained by several High Tier Priests and strong enough to withstand a full-power blow from a Domain Level Powerhouse—finally reached its limit.

Countless cracks spread across its surface, and then, it shattered violently!

The moment the shield shattered, seven or eight figures shot up from the flagship’s deck.

Each of them radiated the powerful fluctuations of the Domain Level, with Holy Light swirling around them. They were clearly powerhouses from the Light Holy See.

They were trying to escape this frozen Hell.

However, what greeted them was the Catastrophe Level ice storm, blasting directly from the Ice Wind Demon Head.

”No!”

The leading Red-robed Bishop’s face was a mask of despair.

They struggled to unfurl their own Domains, trying to resist the cold current that could freeze everything.

But in the face of this Catastrophe Level Power, their own strength seemed so insignificant.

This time, Raylo was not stingy with the energy stored in the Ice Wind Demon Head as he had been before.

He had now stepped into the Domain Level.

Compared to before, he could now be considered to have truly and completely mastered this Catastrophe Level item.

Under the full force of his power, the might that the Ice Wind Demon Head could unleash far surpassed any previous time.

In the end, after holding on for just over ten seconds, the seven or eight figures who had just flown from the warship also turned into frozen lumps in various poses. Then, like kites with their strings snapped, they fell from the sky, crashing onto the hard ice surface below.

Raylo put away the Ice Wind Demon Head.

He glanced at the magnificent yet silent fleet of ice sculptures below and said to Sun beside him.

”Sun, it’s all yours.”

”ROAR!”

The Golden Dragon Sun let out an excited roar.

It opened its massive maw and unleashed an endless Blazing Flame, which poured down like a flood bursting from a dam.

The Blazing Flame engulfed the ice sculptures. The collision of ice and fire produced a massive amount of white steam, blanketing the entire sea.