Eternal Night

Chapter 306 Fragment
dragon!
Moreover, according to Wu Xianxiao's perception, the giant dragon in front of him was extremely powerful, even surpassing the level of Vidyaraja, and second only to Acala.

In other words...it has almost reached the strength limit of the 0.6 dream world!
(…But I am no longer the same as I was before!)

Wu Xianxiao has been growing, and his growth rate has exceeded the imagination of most maintenance personnel. It is not only because of the negative backflow pressure in his mind and the pressure of being watched by many root-level terrifying beings, but also because he is so ruthless that as long as he encounters the moment when he must fight, he will fight to the death!

The experience and battles between life and death can help people grow quickly, both in terms of strength and thinking.

Wu Xianxiao looked at the huge black dragon. He rushed forward with a knife in hand and shouted to the God of Death and the Dark Mage at the same time: "Find a way to make me fly!"

But the God of Death and the Dark Mage ignored what Wu Xianxiao said. Both of them were furious when they saw the black dragon appear.

The Grim Reaper rushed forward with his huge sickle in hand without saying a word. The aura of corruption emerged from his huge sickle, and the Dark Mage yelled, "What on earth have you done!? Human, we finally used the bond with the Demon King to delay him, so that he would not transform into his true form and destroy the Castlevania before the end, and all our efforts were lost to you..."

At this time, Wu Xianxiao had already rushed to the front of the huge black dragon. The Grim Reaper was fifty meters behind him, and the Dark Mage was one hundred and fifty meters behind him. Right in front of him, the huge black dragon raised its claws, but did not slap down. Instead, the black flame chains wrapped around its body swept towards Wu Xianxiao from all directions.

This scene was truly astonishing. There were so many iron chains burning with black flames that they were as dense as a wall, advancing layer by layer, as if they were going to crush Wu Xianxiao to death.

But Wu Xianxian rushed forward with a knife, completely ignoring the countless chains that were enough to submerge him, and just swung the knife forward and chopped it down fiercely.

The Grim Reaper and the Dark Mage behind him have already determined Wu Xianxiao's death.

The power of the demon king in human form and the demon king in true form is fundamentally different. One is still in the mortal state, and the other is at the level of a god, and is at the level of the main god. Wu Xianxiao may be very strong among mortals, but when facing the might of a god...

With one slash of the sword, the chains burning with black flames in front of him were easily cut through like butter. In a flash, Wu Xianxiao had rushed to within ten meters of the Black Dragon. At this moment, the chains behind him fell to the ground. This scene not only surprised the God of Death and the Dark Mage, but also made the cruelty in the Black Dragon's eyes carry a hint of admiration.

"Don't die, human!"

(Two, one...)
A claw with black flames fell from the sky, and a knife rushed upwards like a crescent blade, but the scene imagined by the God of Death and the Dark Magician did not happen. Wu Xianxiao was not easily crushed into meat paste by the claw. Instead, the knife went straight up, and the black dragon's claw shattered instantly. Wu Xianxiao followed the knife, and even the wind pressure from the knife suppressed the surrounding black flames, blowing the God of Death away. With a knife upwards, Wu Xianxiao chopped straight up to a height of 100 meters, and completely chopped the black dragon's arm and half of its body into pieces.

The giant dragon fell backwards with a howl, and the black flames on the chains burned towards the broken body of the giant dragon, and its body was being reborn in the black flames.

In mid-air, Wu Xianxiao kicked his feet backwards frantically at the fastest speed. This was certainly not enough to keep him in the air, but it allowed him to barely change his direction in the air. With that, Wu Xianxiao slashed diagonally in mid-air and hit the giant dragon's skull, slashing down at its two eyeballs. However, at this time, the giant dragon had just recovered a little from the severe pain of having half of its body shattered. It tilted its head slightly, and at the same time, the other dragon claw smashed towards Wu Xianxiao.

With one slash of the sword, Wu Xianxian cut off a strong horn on the black dragon's head. At the same time, he was hit by the dragon's other claw. He fell to the ground with a bang, bounced up, and rolled until he inserted the Heroic Spirit Breaker into the ground. Only then did he stop after sliding more than ten meters.

"…I'm going to save the world!"

A black-haired little boy was holding a wooden stick and shouting towards the sky. Beside him, a little girl of the same age was giggling, and several other children were looking for straighter and longer sticks on the ground.

A few children were making a fuss, chasing each other, and playing on the grass outside the forest.

More than a decade passed in the blink of an eye. The black-haired boy was full of energy and held up a document, shouting as he ran, "I was admitted! I was admitted to Imperial Capital University!"

The country friends have all grown up. They surrounded the boy and cheered in envy. The boy held his head high as if he were the king of the world. Only the girl asked timidly: "Will you... come back?"

"Of course! I will come back after I finish my studies! I want to change this poor mountain village!"

Decades later, the black-haired old man held the old lady's hand and looked at the thousands of acres of fertile fields, the straight highway, and the neatly built rural buildings in front of them. They both smiled. Then, at this moment, a huge ring-within-a-ring appeared from the top of the sky, which was much larger than a planet...

It was a ring made up of countless circles, big, small, metal, flame, flowing water... Countless rings formed this huge ring, which was bigger than a planet, covering the sky and the sun, and falling from the sky. That day, the end of the world came...

Wu Xianxiao and the huge black dragon howled at the same time, and their bodies began to transform at the same time. The flesh and blood on Wu Xianxiao began to turn into circles one after another, emerging from the surface of his skin, and the black flames and flesh and blood on the black dragon's body also turned into circles of various shapes. At the same time, the huge ring that the two had just seen in their memories began to fade and disappear, which made their transformation slower and slower, until it stopped completely in the end.

The sleepless spiritual light in Wu Xianxiao's sea of ​​consciousness shone suddenly, and the mutated circles on his body began to shatter, and his flesh and blood began to heal. At the same time, the black flames on the black dragon's body grew stronger and also burned those circles, and his body was also recovering in the burning of the black flames.

"What was that? What was that just now!?"

The black dragon roared to the sky, its head raised high, and a mouthful of black flames spewed toward the ground. The God of Death and the Dark Mage were horrified. The God of Death rolled up his linen cloak, and his entire body immediately became ethereal. The Dark Mage also gave up the magic he was casting, and began to use all his magic power to cast a magic shield.
The black flames touched a distance of several hundred meters, wrapping all three of them in black flames at the same time. At the same time, the dragon's body recovered and flew into the sky.

When the black flames had finished spewing out, the God of Death and the Dark Mage appeared in a mess. Both of them had marks of burning on their bodies, and their aura had dropped a lot. Behind them, Wu Xianxiao stood in the black flames unharmed, allowing the flames to burn without hurting even a hair on his head.

"Let me fly."

Wu Xianxiao held his long sword and looked at the black dragon in the sky. He spoke to the God of Death and the Dark Mage again.

The two looked at Wu Xianxiao who was unharmed, and recalled the horrific blow that had just chopped off half of the Black Dragon's body. They both fell silent. The God of Death was silent, but the Great Dark Mage stretched out his hands, and a magic circle appeared on his palms.

"That is the black flame of destruction, which can burn everything, including magic. I can give you the magic of flying, but once you are burned by the black flame, the magic will become ineffective... Be careful, mortal, don't fall to your death." The Dark Mage said.

Before the black dragon roared towards him in the sky, Wu Xianxiao felt his body lighten and he instinctively flew up by thinking. Without saying much, he raised the Heroic Spirit-Breaking Knife and went to meet the flying black dragon.

"What did you just do? What the hell...are those!?"

The black dragon roared and spewed a mouthful of black flame towards Wu Xianxiao.

At this moment, the two sides were about 500 meters apart. Facing the black flames, Wu Xianxiao did not even dodge and continued to rush straight towards the black dragon.

The Dark Mage shouted on the ground: "Are you a brainless slime? I'll tell you everything..."

Wu Xianxiao passed through the spewing black flames unharmed, and the magical aura emerging from his body was also unharmed, as if the world-destroying black flames that burned everything were just air. This choked the Dark Mage so much that he couldn't finish his words, as the words got stuck in his throat and almost choked him to death.

At this time, Wu Xianxiao had already rushed to a distance of 100 meters in front of the black dragon. He slashed at the center of the black dragon's forehead with his knife, and the black dragon's huge claws smashed towards Wu Xianxiao.

"I also want to know what I just saw... How about letting me break it into pieces again?"

Wu Xianxiao roared, and his knife fell from the sky like a full moon, while the black dragon stretched out its claw from the side and collided with the light.

With a hissing sound, the knife light cut through the dragon's claws. Under the burning of the black flames, the magic aura on Wu Xianxian's body immediately shattered, and his body began to fall down, but he also took the opportunity to stab it with a knife, and hung on the belly of the dragon. With the force of the hang, he pressed the knife with one hand, and his whole body rotated in mid-air, and his feet stepped on the hilt of the knife. At the same time, he drew the knife and jumped up suddenly, rushing to the black dragon's face again.

“…Who is she, that girl, that young lady, that old woman!?” The black dragon roared, and a ball of black flame began to condense in its mouth. This time it was no ordinary spit.

Wu Xianxian did not answer, but raised his knife and chopped.

A black light filled with a breath of destruction burst out from the black dragon's mouth. At the same time, the Heroic Spirit Breaker in Wu Xianxiao's hand stabbed straight at the black dragon's throat.

(…two, one.)
The big knife shook, and all the fragments flew into the air, turning into a giant blade more than 30 meters long, and the tip of the blade slashed directly on the black light!
(End of this chapter)