Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 192: Drama has always resisted monotony
His body entered nothingness.

Even in the void, he could still sense the intense warning signs.

A sense of crisis swept over them from all directions. Before Ramaya, in Morag Bal's sight, was an incomplete phantom rune that did not possess much power.

It was not his support.

He cannot escape this battle in this way.

Wu Chen's decisiveness was revealed once again as he passed his opponent. The moment he appeared, a newly learned spell was released from his fingertips.

High-level destruction magic, Wrecking Ball.

Ice, fire, and lightning were contained within the chaotic, dark sphere, their elemental powers balanced so tightly that not a single trace of their power was released. The higher-level creature's sense of impending danger was thus largely neutralized, and the next moment, this dark, chaotic sphere, under the cover of a sword strike, pierced into the vampire's body.

'Clang—' The vampire's claws blocked the obvious slash.

'Boom—' A dark sphere burst forth from the vampire's body.

The violent elements thus broke free of their resilient cage. A powerful and intense light surged from within the vampire's internal organs—exploding in an instant like a balloon overinflated with gas. And in that instant, only ashes remained, scattering in the air.

Death is grasped in my hand.

The reassuring sound of score notifications didn't ring out, clearly indicating that everything at this moment was categorized under the same battle. Even though Wu Chen didn't display the vampire's Grand Monarch form, he could still activate the characteristics of the vampire race. Thus, at the very instant of the kill, a blood explosion followed behind the Wrecking Ball.

It is thus generated through devouring and plundering.

The temporary energy pool of the high-ranking vampire expanded once again. At this moment, Wu Chen was undoubtedly one step closer to the elite level among high-ranking vampires. And this small victory naturally attracted the attention of more enemies.

—I need to master a more powerful form of necromancy.

Wu Chen's whispers surged from the depths of his heart. He made a request to his evolving identity, and the transforming Mannemark body swiftly responded—not conjuring up a new, unfamiliar spell for him out of thin air, but further enhancing the power he already possessed. His Blood Explosion spell, in particular, was thus elevated.

Two branches appeared in his perception. One was a fully advanced version of Blood Explosion, a superior Blood Explosion with superior power, range, and absorption/conversion capabilities. The other was a variant enhancement that could summon a crimson tombstone and continuously release destructive effects.

—I want them all.

he thinks.

He does what he sets his mind to.

Because Manny Mark was indeed a domineering and exceptionally talented strongman, and in his life, he did choose 'I want it all' most of the time.

Blood was thus spurted out.

Just as Wu Chen made his move, the high-ranking vampire who had killed a wounded member of his own kind unleashed a powerful blood explosion at Wu Chen in his Grand Lord form. At any other moment prior, a Grand Lord's blood explosion would have been far more powerful than a human-form vampire's blood magic.

It was therefore certain of victory.

It was therefore very pleased with itself.

And in the next moment, it turned into disbelief and panic.

The superior Blood Explosion overwhelmed the enhanced version of the regular Blood Explosion. Victory tilted in favor of the seemingly impossible side. That one-sided power shift tore and corroded the vampire's body. And a powerful javelin followed immediately.

Its shell exploded as a result.

Its exploded body transformed into a swarm of bats, which flew in all directions.

The tactics are outdated.

So old-fashioned that Wu Chen had already prepared a way to deal with it.

The prepared mental trigger then activated, capturing the entire swarm of bats. The next moment, a disintegration spell struck the reassembled flesh and blood.

*Thud—* Another one. Another victory, another kill.

More vampires were now locked in battle, and more victors cast their gazes toward him. But just before they pounced on him like ferocious beasts—

"The Requiem of the Dead".

Manny Mark's high-level magic is unleashed here.

Beneath the curtain, Ramaya, watching the drama unfold, smirked slightly. Meanwhile, Belfago, who had initially intended to linger a little longer and entangle with his weaker brethren, swiftly wiped out the few remaining weaklings beside him.

Sure enough.

That's how it should be.

Having seen Mannemark before, Ramaya naturally knew what his signature magic and frequently used powers were. And at this moment, in their observation, the progress of the armor-wearing might have already partially met the target.

Let's push it a little further then.

Let's take it a step further.

A dark wave of summoning energy emanated from the core of the sorcerer's dust, spreading outwards and filling the entire banquet hall in an instant. Countless skeletal warriors and skeleton champions were then swiftly awakened by the Necromancer's Requiem, indiscriminately rushing towards every target around them.

Chaos, fighting, tearing.

Many vampires were defeated, and many were injured. Amidst the chaos, Wu Chen's gaze briefly met Belfago's.

Warning signs are emerging.

His martial arts technique reacted instantly, and Wu Chen readjusted his posture to the position he had been in half a second earlier. The instant his body shifted away from his previous location, the spot where he had briefly stood was subjected to impacts and pressure from all directions!

Space has been distorted.

A one-cubic-meter area was compressed into smaller half-cubic-meter units of varying sizes.

This is the power of high-ranking vampires, the secret technique known as 'chokehold'. Whether human, saber-toothed tiger, or even troll, all will be subjected to the powerful chokehold effect from this pressure coming from all directions.

It's stronger than expected.

Having successfully dodged, Wu Chen unhesitatingly launched a swift energy javelin.

He made no observations because he knew it was unnecessary. The Belfago before him was indeed a formidable foe he could hardly defeat in his current state, and the current stage was not conducive to him continuing to achieve his desired goals.

—I did not come into this world to be a puppet of a demon god.

——Broken by the gust of wind.

Martial arts skills are once again at their peak.

He took small steps back, moving from the center of the reception room to the side. Leme, who had been stunned from the start and stood frozen in place, was casually scooped up and pulled to his side. With a burst of strength, he slammed into the banquet hall door behind him!
The door was broken.

Wu Chen's swift form tore through the air towards the outside of the palace—his speed was fast, but not much faster than Belfago, who had transformed into a swarm of bats. And the instant he stepped completely out of the palace, a sharp rapier pierced precisely between his brows!

A soft 'ding' might be heard.

The sharp rapier stopped short of Wu Chen's face.

Unlike the space shield that acts as a defensive barrier, the star-studded cloak can withstand all forms of pure physical damage. And seizing this opportunity, the same tactic was once again unleashed by Wu Chen!

The destroyed sphere struck the vampire's body once more.

(End of this chapter)