Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 377 Dragon Hunting
Humans are destined to die, and dragons are no exception.

However, some people resisted death and developed necromancy. It is said that the earliest necromancy was a creation of demons, borrowing the elemental power of negative energy and shadow, but this can no longer be verified.

Some things, however, can be determined.

Undead creatures instinctively crave and hate living life. Even if they are relatively normal at first, they will eventually tend towards madness and paranoia over the long years. Modern magical research has proven that the "madness factor" can be eliminated, but it requires extremely high magical skills. The Mage Kingdom has many allies of the Great Lich, but paranoia and extremism are rooted in their broken souls.

"coming."

When the white dragon appeared ahead of the caravan, the warriors' clenched hands trembled uncontrollably, and the spellcasters hesitated, raising their crossbows. But ultimately, they didn't fire; ordinary piercing weapons were far too ineffective against a bone dragon, and...
"Ow!"

The giant bear, over five meters tall, pounced on the skeletal dragon, seemingly like a child attacking an adult. But its incredibly strong muscles and thick fur gave it terrifying momentum.

"Boom!"

A collision of bones and flesh occurred, and the white behemoth was instead repelled.

The newly awakened bone dragon was still a bit dazed, and it instinctively swung its claws to attack. This relieved Rean. It seemed to be a bone dragon rather than a dragon lich. The two had almost identical appearances, but the difficulty of defeating it was at least ten times greater.

"Get out of here! You blasphemer!"

The one who charged out again was a forest giant warrior named Gudar.

The same absurdly powerful force swung the scepter made of ancient tree, the swing even producing a cracking sound like a sonic boom.

This time, judging solely by the proportions, it looks like a giant fighting a lizard.
"boom!"

After that painful, brute-force blow, the ancient dragon shattered into a pile of bone fragments.

The giant slapped the bone dragon away with his club.

"it hurts!"

However, it was the attacker, Gudar, who was clutching his chest, who showed a pained expression.

"Is it a damage reflection curse? A forbidden aura? Or...?"

“It’s the pain that shares these bones that should have been asleep long ago.” The forest giant druid immediately recognized the source of the curse.

It's hard to say whether, for undead creatures, the paladins in the temple or the druids of the nature faction are more deserving of the title of nemesis. But when these two factions encounter high-ranking undead, they are like hunting dogs that have smelled meat, and they will hunt them down at all costs.

Unlike Rean, who was only half-baked, the Forest Giant Druid immediately recognized the monster's innate ability: any life that attacks this monster will feel the attack itself. Compared to other counter-damage abilities, this "illusion" ability seems to cause no physical damage, but it is actually more difficult to deal with.

"Mental power, 100% true damage, with absolutely no reduction. If you think you're dead, then you're really dead."

Rean sighed and drew his longsword.

If he could, he would never want to fight such a behemoth hand-to-hand, but the resistance to psychic abilities is basically only available to psychic users; others would probably suffer a great loss.

"Destroy evil."

With his skillful slashes and clichéd battle cries, Rean originally thought he had mastered the control over his power output.

"Boom!"

However, actual combat and training facilities are two different things. When Rean subconsciously used his full strength, coupled with positive energy and the three times damage from the hatred of undead creatures, the Evil Slash was probably just the minimum. The Evil Slash was definitely the natural enemy of all undead creatures.

That calm Demon-Slaying Slash transformed into a dragon of light in the next moment.

Originally, Rean was using his sword. However, after the power of the Exorcising Demon sensed the Bone Dragon, in this area surging with elemental fluctuations (fire), it turned into the Light Dragon dragging Rean along.

"Buzz!"

The expected collision did not occur. The extremely enhanced Demon-Slaying Slash erupted like the Demon-Slaying Sun, and the massive bone melted directly like ice under the sun.

Where the Light Dragon glides, even a powerful Bone Dragon will have large chunks of its bones evaporate.

"Aaaaaah!" That was a silent scream from the soul. The tormented dragon soul, imprisoned in the bones, once again felt the pain from the bottom of its heart.

The positive energy and light of the higher plane, and the negative energy and shadow of the lower plane, are always the true enemies. Even if you are already dead, you will still experience the pain of your soul being melted!

"Uh."

Rean's face turned pale instantly, and an inexplicable pain swept through his body, almost causing him to collapse. This was only because he had mental resistance; the difference between having and not having resistance was enormous.

"Fizz!"

Rean's injury infuriated someone.

She faced the dragon directly, and for the first time, her serpentine hair revealed its ferocity. Square patterns flickered in her golden serpentine eyes, and in the next instant, petrifying light swept over all living beings before her.

With supernatural spells becoming increasingly difficult to use, racial abilities derived from bloodlines have become the primary means of attack.

There is no escaping its gaze; large swathes of bones turned to stone under its stare. Even though the bone dragon's magic resistance is not low, the great mind mage Salman's trump card is absolutely difficult to resist.

"Kaka!"

The petrification spread rapidly. Unlike her previous flirtatious banter with Rean, this time Suliman truly possessed the power to turn him into stone.

The vast amount of psychic abilities were transformed by those demonic eyes into the petrification ability of the race, coating the bone dragon with layers of rigid stone skin.

It was visibly slowed down and its body stiffened. Once the fragile joints of its bones were petrified and fixed in place, its movements were greatly reduced.

But just as bluntly, Suliman also froze.

"Snapped!"

She remained stiff as she rolled to the side, like a large figurine that had been pushed over by a naughty child. Unaccustomed to fighting, she used all her strength the moment she attacked, and in her own perception, she had probably already turned into a stone statue.

"What a troublesome senior brother with such abilities, please help protect her." At this point, the mages in the team can probably only do logistical support.

Rean sighed. His fiancée meant well; she thought she had a higher level of mental resilience, but she probably underestimated the result of his full effort and the upper limit of what the other person could bear.

The biggest difference between dragons and mortals is always their "health bar." Their massive bodies, high resistance, high defense, rapid regeneration, high magic resistance, affinity with high-altitude elements, and high physical resistance create an extremely ridiculous heavy war machine. What is a fatal wound to a mortal's body is just a "gag wound" to them.

Such an existence, coupled with a "damage reflection ability," forces you to exchange blows with it, which is a bit too malicious.

"Awoooooo!"

Suddenly, the frozen bone dragon roared again.

A large amount of black energy overflowed from its mouth, and the black mist, carrying an aura of decay, corroded everything around it.

The druid's unfortunate animal companions suffered once again.

Several wolves and bears collapsed from old age and exhaustion.

But this also caused the flame of the soul within its skull to become noticeably dimmed.

It seems we've entered the second phase? Rean looked at the already frenzied bone dragon, but instead of being surprised, he was delighted.

Although she had stiffened herself up, Suliman's efforts had already been effective; her bone wings and leg joints were now frozen. Once a dragon-shaped BOSS loses its mobility, no matter how strong or tough it is, it becomes an easy target.

"Watch out!" But at that moment, Rean suddenly roared.

A blue dragon head emerged from the soil in the midst of the procession, just as the bone dragon had captured everyone's attention.

It transformed into a giant shark from the earth and pounced out.

(End of this chapter)