A different world game? A different world game!

"This is impossible! You damned cowardly human, and you despicable domain."

Why, why is it so sturdy, and yet so aggressive?

The Fallen Blade Dragon roared in fury, utterly bewildered.

All of this was completely beyond its comprehension; even in its inherited memories, such a situation had never occurred before.

In the legendary world, domains require the strong to hone their skills.

Only by having a deep enough understanding of oneself, mastering one's own power, and exploring oneself in depth can one build one's own legendary domain.

For a legendary powerhouse, if their strength has not yet reached the required level, their domain is often unstable, weak, and easily destroyed.

Conversely, if a legendary powerhouse possesses immense strength and a thorough understanding of their own power, then their legendary domain will exhibit corresponding characteristics.

However, this requires a long period of time to mature, the baptism of countless battles, and gradual growth through fierce clashes with other legendary powerhouses and the mutual erosion between different domains.

However, the higher the level of the legend, the fewer opportunities there are to fight, and the limited space for training and improvement becomes.

This fallen blade dragon had already fallen into the abyss.

Its domain is corrupted by the power of the abyss, and as a powerful blade dragon, its domain is inherently extremely aggressive.

Even so, it encountered fierce resistance in Kana and ran into obstacles at every turn.

In its eyes, humans are nothing more than a fleeting and fragile species, yet it has now stumbled and fallen on this mere human.

"I will never allow it!"

The Fallen Blade Dragon roared in fury, controlling the domain formed from its spiked blades, and began to expand outwards recklessly and madly.

However, those arms, one after another, intertwined in blood and silver, emerged from the ground, slashing, pushing, crushing, or punching, pulverizing all the blades that tried to spread.

The silver threads hanging from the sky and the red threads shooting out from the ground grew more and more numerous, intertwining densely and almost obscuring the entire arena.

Numerous threads, like nimble snakes, spread towards the body of the Fallen Blade Dragon, tightly coiling and clinging to it.

The Fallen Blade Dragon roared madly, unleashing a massive amount of power. Its blades slashed wildly at the surrounding space, causing it to become extremely unstable.

However, this instability lasted only a moment. Before anyone could react, the space returned to stability.

Even though the space is torn to shreds, it still exists firmly.

This is the power of the world, and also the power of the abyss, that maintains the balance of this space.

At this moment, Kana's figure had already merged into his own domain.

The Fallen Blade Dragon was tightly bound and entangled by the silk threads. It struggled and twisted desperately, but to no avail.

“It failed, it lost the domain battle, it failed,” Bugret murmured as he watched the scene unfold.

This undoubtedly means that Kana is beginning to gain the upper hand in this battle.

"Since that's the case, then I'll tear you and your damned domain to shreds!"

"Roar!"

The Fallen Blade Dragon let out a furious roar, then withdrew its domain and absorbed all its power back into itself.

In an instant, its body no longer appeared bulky, and the power of the abyss clung tightly to it, making its entire dragon form more harmonious.

The proportions of its shape instantly became more balanced, and those unreasonable spikes and protrusions all retracted into its body.

Only the wings, teeth, tail, and claws still retain some power, but this power is now constantly gathering.

The Fallen Blade Dragon has entered its second phase.

At this moment, it is like an incomparably sharp sword, exuding a chilling aura.

Blood God adjusted his posture with great interest.

Those tedious probing and clashes have finally come to an end.

Now, the truly deadly battle is about to begin.

This is exactly the exciting show that Blood God has been waiting for.

A silver, four-armed, armored giant appeared, its body connected by threads.

The metallic war angels also appeared, a pair of elegant yet deadly constructs that appeared on the battlefield, like ballerinas.

Five puppets, each attached to a thread, charged toward the Fallen Blade Dragon from different directions like lightning.

Instantly, a fierce battle erupted.

If it were simply a contest of strength, the Fallen Blade Dragon could easily crush these puppets. Unfortunately, this is Kana's territory.

With the blessing of this domain, the puppets controlled by the threads have become much stronger, enough to fight against the Fallen Blade Dragon and not be instantly annihilated.

At this moment, the Fallen Blade Dragon's melee skills were finally put to full use.

It fought against five opponents single-handedly and managed to suppress the five puppets for a time, but at the same time, it was also held back by these puppets and could not break free.

"How long are you going to hide? Come out! Face me!" the Fallen Blade Dragon roared angrily.

Kana's figure appeared in the air, his body formed from a mixture of silver and blood-red liquid, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

The cloak-like doll was worn on his body, connected by threads, as if giving him a unique kind of majesty.

"You want revenge for that piece of trash? Then you can just stay hidden there and never stab that blade into my heart!" The Fallen Blade Dragon shouted at Kana while fiercely fighting the puppet.

"as you wish."

Kana finished speaking.

Six spears reappeared behind him, returning to their original form.

Kana slowly reached out and gently touched the six spears.

His gaze was firm and steady as he slowly said, "It's time to let the world witness your strength!"

Kana raised one hand high, making a solemn gesture.

"I am Kana Safro Sat, and in the name of salvation, I declare: the evil dragon of sin will surely be pierced through the heart by a sharp blade and receive its due punishment."

"You want to judge me? You're dreaming!" The Fallen Blade Dragon's roar echoed in the empty arena, yet it sounded so powerless.

What an arrogant fellow it is to dare utter words of judgment during a battle with him.

However, the six spears had been permitted, and the whole world seemed to have acquiesced to the trial.

The six spears instantly transformed into six beams of light of different colors, each shooting into the air with its own unique and dazzling form, like six colorful ribbons that pierced through the originally oppressive atmosphere.

Kana's left hand remained raised, maintaining the gesture.

"In the name of salvation, [Burning Scales] judges the evil dragon, subjecting him to the punishment of being burned by flames!"

After saying that, he gently clenched his right hand towards the air beside him.

A crimson spear, now completely transformed into flames, appeared in his hand. The intense heat emanating from the spear caused the surrounding air to distort and warp, as if space itself was trembling under the intense heat.

"Execution!"

At Cana's command, the red flaming spear shot out like an arrow.

Even though the Fallen Blade Dragon was being harassed by the puppets, it was unwilling to surrender.

Its sharp claws, imbued with powerful energy blessed by the sharp rules, swung fiercely at the flaming spear.

The attack advanced rapidly in a visible manner, tearing through space in fine horizontal lines, like a dragon's claws slashing through the air, leaving ferocious marks on an invisible canvas.

The flaming spear vanished instantly.

When it reappeared, it was already beside the Fallen Blade Dragon. The flaming spear transformed into some mysterious image, piercing into its body without warning.

Strangely, no obvious wounds were left.

But the flames, like a persistent affliction, quickly enveloped the Fallen Blade Dragon's entire body, relentlessly scorching it with raging fire.

"This damned world, how dare it judge me!" The Fallen Blade Dragon went berserk, its dragon eyes bloodshot, and its frenzied aura caused each of its attacks to leave trails of blood.

But the flames showed no sign of abating, continuing to burn it mercilessly.

Cana remained unmoved, his expression still calm and composed.

"In the name of salvation, [Frost Howl] judges the evil dragon, subjecting it to the piercing punishment of frost!" Kana clenched his right hand into the air once more.

A blue, icy spear, seemingly made of solid ice, appeared in his hand. The spear exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

Canna throws the ball with force.

The Ice Blue Spear instantly transformed into blue frost, shooting towards the Fallen Blade Dragon like a surging cold current.

This time, the Fallen Blade Dragon dared not take the attack head-on again. It hurriedly tore open space and tried to hide inside.

The spear followed closely, disappearing into the spatial rift.

"Ah!"

With a piercing scream, the Fallen Blade Dragon was ejected from space by the spear.

Even though it was being burned by flames, the breath it exhaled as it screamed seemed to be mixed with ice shards, chilling it to the bone.

Although the biting frost cannot be seen from its appearance, its shivering from the cold, even as it is scorched by flames, speaks volumes.

The dolls surrounded them again.

This time, the Fallen Blade Dragon's movements became noticeably slower, and it became locked in a stalemate with the puppets.

"In the name of salvation, [Thunder Spine] judges the evil dragon, subjecting him to the torment of having his flesh paralyzed by lightning!"

Kana reached out and shook hands.

He held pure lightning power in his hand, sparks flashing and thunder roaring.

He fired with all his might.

"Boom!"

A thunderous roar resounded throughout the world, yet all that could be heard was its awe-inspiring sound.

The lightning bolt was so fast that the Fallen Blade Dragon had no time to react.

The Blade Dragon let out a painful scream, its voice trembling violently as its massive body shuddered in place, completely unable to move. The puppets seized the opportunity to launch an attack, striking its body repeatedly.

This time, even speaking became extremely difficult for the Fallen Blade Dragon.

"In the name of salvation, [Emerald Heart] judges the evil dragon and is bound by poisonous vines!"

Cana reached out and grabbed, then threw the ball with force.

A gentle breeze, like a spring breeze, carried a green fragrance.

The seeds that had remained on the Fallen Blade Dragon's body at some unknown time suddenly blossomed and grew, with thick, emerald-green vines bearing sharp thorns that quickly coiled around its body like pythons.

The limbs, tail, dragon head, and wings were all tightly bound, and dazzling flowers bloomed on these vines, making them both eerily beautiful and dangerous.

Seeing this, the puppets temporarily stopped their attack.

Because at this moment, it seems that they are no longer needed to continue their attack.

However, Carne's trial did not end there.

"In the name of salvation, [Dark Eclipse] judges the evil dragon, subjecting it to the punishment of voodoo curses!"

A black spear appeared in Kana's hand, in its original form, its shaft covered with obscure and incomprehensible incantations. Listening closely, one could almost hear someone viciously cursing.

Canna throws the ball with force.

A streak of black light flashed like a ghost, and the attack vanished into thin air in an instant.

"Roar!!!"

The Fallen Blade Dragon let out its most agonizing roar, a pain that pierced its very soul. The power of the curse, like a leech, clung to and spread wildly across its soul.

Wisps of black smoke rose from its longan, revealing its pain and struggle.

The final judgment of the spear is imminent.

"In the name of salvation, [Radiant Oath] judges the evil dragon, subjecting him to the punishment of being bathed in light!"

Pure light descended from the sky like dazzling stars.

Kana firmly grasped the beam of light and then forcefully projected it out.

A golden meteor in the shape of a cross streaked across the sky, carrying boundless majesty and power, and struck the Fallen Blade Dragon directly on the head.

The cross-shaped light blade pierced straight into the body of the Fallen Blade Dragon, as if to completely purify its sins.

All six spears were launched, fulfilling their respective missions.

"Haha, that's not enough! That's far from enough to judge me!"

Even after being hit by all six types of torture attacks specifically designed for evil dragons, the Fallen Blade Dragon still struggled stubbornly, letting out a defiant roar.

Kana didn't speak, but simply crossed his arms and slightly raised his head.

"I am the savior of the world, the one who has sworn to lead the world and all living beings through the purple calamity."

The Six Dragon Spears served as the execution platform for this evil dragon.

These are words declaring liberation, full of power and determination.

The six forces converged on the Fallen Blade Dragon, forming a powerful combined force.

It was tightly bound and restrained, completely unable to move, and its body was slowly lifted off the ground.

"Come on, if you've got the guts, then truly judge me!" the Fallen Blade Dragon continued to roar madly.

Kana watched the other person quietly, without moving closer.

He knew perfectly well that his opponent had a hidden, unavoidable trump card.

Kana raised his right hand, transforming it into a knife-hand shape, and gently swung it.

A shocking scene unfolded: Kana chopped off his own left arm.

This sudden action stunned everyone present.

"What are you doing?!" Popper shouted incredulously, in her view, such a gesture was by no means a meaningless symbolic act.

Bugret frowned as well. His special connection with Kana clearly told him that Kana had deliberately severed his own arm.

"Quiet down. At this point, he wouldn't be doing something foolish," came the Earth Dragon's calm voice.

It understood the Fallen Blade Dragon's madness and believed that Kana must have his own plans.

"How is that possible? How could you know? How could you know?!"

This scene drove the Fallen Blade Dragon completely mad; the opponent was right in front of him, and he could clearly sense its actions.

It cried out loudly, disregarding all the pain it had suffered before.

It questioned frantically, as if it had completely lost its mind.

Its hidden trump card, used for revenge and to vent its anger on all that bound it, was thus exposed by Kana.

Kana's severed arm gradually dissipated.

His right hand firmly grasped the Frostlord greatsword, which he had been eagerly awaiting.

A pair of blood-silver wings unfurled from his back, carrying him slowly to the front of the evil dragon.

"Tell me! How do you know? Even the Abyss doesn't know!" the Fallen Blade Dragon roared in near despair.

Kana did not answer, but slowly pointed the greatsword at the heart of the Fallen Blade Dragon.

"Because I've faced it countless times."

Kana knew that the Fallen Blade Dragon had an extremely deadly skill that, if not triggered through a special ritual, would inevitably be countered and could even result in the opponent taking his life.

The words fell.

Kana gripped his sword tightly, and with all his might, thrust it straight forward.

"Roar!!!"

The Fallen Blade Dragon let out a roar of unwilling fury, a roar that seemed to pierce the sky and resound throughout the entire world. (End of Chapter)