Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 205: Wrestling with the Dragon
The dragon was seriously injured.

It was a dragon that was already on the verge of death when it was projected, and had even one foot already in hell.

It was projected in this posture.

Therefore, this form represents its full potential in this world—even though it has been dominated and transformed by Ramaya into a dark derivative resembling a hellhound. Its appearance will remain unchanged.

A dragon.

A giant dragon from another world, with blood and flesh, transformed into a vampire.

It was even silver, almost pale. If it weren't for its long, slender neck, which resembled a snake, Wu Chen would have mistaken it for a relative of the Coffin Dragon King upon their first encounter. And when it struggled to rise from its slumber, a scarlet fire ignited in its one broken eye.

Ramaya's fire, the fire of the vampires.

Its gaze swept over Wu Chen's figure from one side, and a threatening growl escaped its throat.

—I can leave now.

The cooldown for the Illusionary Spirit Transformation ends in a few seconds.

The dragon scale emblem on the back of his hand trembled slightly as it found its target.

The driving force surged deep within his soul, rapidly advancing the development of the various spells bestowed upon him by Hera—the progress bar nearing its end in an instant. And the power gathered in Wu Chen's palm.

He felt like a seed, about to sprout tender green shoots.

He felt that the seed coat was too tough, and the newly sprouted seedlings were completely unable to break through it.

We still need a catalyst.

There is one more important thing to do.

Even though he stands here, deeply involved yet detached, even though whatever he does won't affect the final outcome of this game, he still has an important thing to do.

What to do?

He didn't know, he didn't understand, the true desires that lay deep within his heart. But...

“I am a dragon priest… I am destined to be.” He raised his head and looked at the vampire dragon abandoned here, heavily guarded, yet ignored by everyone. A silver-gray mask silently covered his face.

"But with a strange dragon right ahead, how could I possibly do nothing?"

A chilling aura surged around it. The roaring otherworldly dragon was enraged. Sensing hostility, it suddenly opened its enormous maw, and blazing, deep red flames surged forth with a roar!

'hold head high--!'

It was a deep red burst of energy.

The intense flames were sticky and highly toxic; they could spew out and adhere to the rocky base of this vast underground plaza, corroding large cracks into the thick stone surface.

This is no ordinary fire.

This wasn't from the world of A Song of Ice and Fire; the dragonfire, symbolizing the resurgence of magic—in this world, it was tainted with more vampire traits than Wu Chen had anticipated—trembled, boiled, and exploded into tiny fragments on the surface of the cracks corroded in the ground. And from these tiny explosions, bursts of scarlet flame shot out!

It's Blood Explosion.

While smaller in scale than a typical high-level vampire's blood explosion, its specifications were by no means inferior. This single spray was enough to wipe out a small, fully armed local army; half of them would be instantly killed, while the remaining half would be severely wounded and unable to move.

This is undoubtedly a powerful force.

This power can be categorized as high-level.

It may be able to easily shatter protective spells that are not of sufficient level, but unfortunately, its existence is ultimately still within the scope of dragon breath.

It's dragon's breath, not dragon's roar.

So it stopped in front of a barrier.

Fifth-tier magic, Force Field Wall.

Blood Explosion and Dragonfire were both unable to penetrate this formidable barrier. Behind the force field wall, the instant the spell was dispelled, a jet-black sphere shot out swiftly—a Wrecking Ball, a spell taught by Hera. But just before it could strike its target, the armor-piercing technique, arriving first, landed successfully. Force-Powered Throwing Spear.

The invisible yet tangible beam of energy successfully struck the dragon scales covered in blood energy, penetrating this resilient physical structure. And the implosion ability of the javelin activated the instant the Wrecking Ball arrived.

'Bam—! '

It's like puncturing a water-filled balloon. It's like throwing styrofoam into a fire.

The scales on the silver dragon's chest and abdomen burst open with a roar, and the jet-black sphere then blasted in with pinpoint accuracy.

explosion.

After the explosion came an even larger one.

Vast chunks of flesh exploded, accompanied by dissipating blood energy and shattered bones—the dragon roared in pain. It suddenly raised one of its massive claws and slammed it down fiercely towards Wu Chen's location!

It is very powerful.

But it only hit the dust.

Even if Wu Chen's illusion skills were terrible, it would be easy for him to fool an otherworldly projection that was illiterate before its 'birth' and could not possibly possess intelligence. Meanwhile, Wu Chen's physical form had already traversed a vast distance across the material world, propelled by his martial arts, and directly stepped onto the dragon's head.

He was very fast.

The enraged dragon also took action.

The crimson, ferocious maw suddenly opened, and the deadly flames immediately subsided within the dragon's throat.

It spews out dragon fire.

The blazing dragonfire merely swept past the ethereal Wu Chen in vain—the otherworldly dragonfire could never withstand the power of a tangible dragon roar. And this act of opening its mouth exposed its weakness to Wu Chen's magic.

Another wrecking ball.

The Wrecking Ball struck precisely inside the dragon's body the instant its fire breath ended, its mouth closed, and its intangibility dissipated. And after that—

"BOOM!!!!"

explosion.

Death is thus delivered precisely.

The giant dragon before Wu Chen shattered into pieces in front of him. The out-of-control blood energy scattered in all directions.

It's dead.

Its death, however, did not bring any new resource points to Wu Chen's ears.

Wu Chen's body landed lightly on the ground, and one disintegration spell after another was successfully launched. The deep green glow successfully struck piece after piece of the torn dragon's remains, disintegrating them into powder the instant they hit.

The effect of destroying the body and eliminating evidence was remarkable.

However, in the next moment, crimson blood light surged out from this empty underground hall!

The shattered and melted rocks are restored.

The torn, disintegrated dragon body is reshaped.

In a mere instant, the dead dragon and the destroyed ground were restored to their original state. And the dragon that had been sealed there once again let out a threatening growl at Wu Chen.

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder this dragon, so crucial to Morag Bal's plan, was simply placed here without a single guard. The most powerful protective measures were already in place within this underground hall—the direct infusion of demonic power.

The otherworldly dragon raised its head once more.

In his eyes, under the detection of the whispering spiritual energy, the dragon's energy level increased by almost double!
(End of this chapter)