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Chapter 257, 256: This punch will hurt a lot! Midore suffers a crushing defeat!

Milim's sudden appearance made the already tense atmosphere even heavier.

Velusad casually glanced down, searching for the "not-so-powerful" human Frey had mentioned.

The figure engaged in fierce combat with Midore in the arena exuded a powerful aura, clearly contradicting the description.

Just as she was about to look away, Milim raised her voice and pressed for an answer, her gaze fixed on the distracted Frey.

"Hey! Who is she?"

Frey was jolted by Milim's gaze, snapping back to reality from the shock of Gu Yuan's sudden increase in strength.

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva that had been secreted due to nervousness, forcing herself to calm down.

Although Gu Yuan's strength far exceeded expectations, the existence of Velusad made her convinced that the outcome was already decided.

She took a deep breath and pointed at Verusad: "Milim, this is—"

However, before she could finish speaking, Velusad raised a delicate hand and interrupted her.

"Among family members, there is no need for outsiders to introduce them."

Velusad's voice was cool and detached, carrying a natural air of aloofness. His gaze fell on Milim's bewildered face, and he said softly, "Long time no see, Milim."

Milim frowned, her small nose wrinkling in disdain. "Who's family with you? I've never even seen you before!"

She disliked the seemingly familiar tone, especially coming from a strange dragon whose aura was so powerful that it instinctively made her feel a little threatened.

Upon hearing this, Velusad let out a soft, enigmatic chuckle, a sigh barely audible in its depth: "Rudra—didn't even tell you who your biological father is?"

"Rudra?" Milim's confusion deepened. "Who is that?"

The name was as unfamiliar as a distant cloud, unable to stir any ripples in her memory.

"Your uncle," Verusad stated calmly, "and I am your aunt, Verusad."

"Auntie—?"

Frey's heart trembled, and she looked at the two people with completely different auras with surprise and uncertainty.

Blood relatives? This was completely beyond her expectations.

Milim was even more confused. She had never heard of any uncle, let alone an aunt, in all her memory.

She tried to recall, but found only a blank space and a strange, indescribable stinging sensation. This unfamiliar feeling made her somewhat irritable.

Seeing Milim's completely unaware appearance, a complex look flashed in Verusad's eyes.

She sighed first, then instructed Frey beside her, "Go and find that human. I'll be there shortly."

Some things are family secrets and should not be heard by outsiders.

Frey was taken aback, and subconsciously glanced at Gu Yuan, whose aura was astonishing in the arena, her throat feeling a little dry.

Should we go down and face that monster now?

But she dared not, nor could she conceive of, any thought of disobeying Velusad. So she braced herself and replied in a slightly trembling voice, "—Yes, Lord Velusad."

She flapped her wings and flew somewhat hastily downwards, her trajectory skewed, trying to avoid the center of the arena.

After she left, Velusad looked at Milim again and began to slowly recount that long-forgotten past.

Meanwhile, in the arena below, the battle had reached a fever pitch.

"Bang! Boom—!"

Another fierce clash without any fancy moves; the violent energy pulverized the clothes on the upper bodies of the two men, revealing their muscular physiques.

Gu Yuan's skin subtly shimmered with a pale golden sheen, while Midore's skin had a texture resembling dragon scales.

Gu Yuan was slightly out of breath, thinking that this battle would be a good opportunity for him to familiarize himself with his newly acquired power.

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He glanced around and noticed that Milim, who had been watching the battle from the air, had disappeared.

While the multiple barriers ensured that the battle would not be disturbed, they also shielded him from some of his external perception.

However, since the fighting has not stopped, it probably isn't anything urgent.

"Pooh!"

In that instant of distraction, Midore spat out a blood-stained dented tooth and seized the fleeting opportunity to pounce!

"Don't get distracted, kid!"

He roared and unleashed a punch filled with rage and a desire to defend his dignity. The force of the punch was so powerful that it seemed to compress and tear the space itself apart!

Gu Yuan reacted extremely quickly, instinctively crossing his arms to block, bang!

But all he felt was the power of this punch, which far surpassed the previous ones, as if a mountain had collapsed!

What is this sudden surge of power?

Behind Midore, with a "whoosh," a pair of enormous dragon wings covered in dark scales and edged with bone spikes suddenly unfolded!

His muscles bulged further, his vertical pupils lit up, and he officially entered his dragon transformation state! His aura suddenly surged!

"I'm sorry!"

Midore took a deep breath and said resolutely, "This move should never have been used against humans! But as the High Priest, I must defend the dignity of the Dragon Capital!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the power amplification brought by the dragon transformation erupted completely, and his fist blasted Gu Yuan away like a meteor!

Boom!

Gu Yuan slammed heavily against the edge of the barrier, causing violent ripples in the air.

However, the next second, "You finally used it."

Gu Yuan's voice was light and airy, as if he had expected it. With an almost relaxed and carefree attitude, he flapped his wings and forcibly steadied himself.

Om-!

The dragon wings shimmered with light, radiating a pressure even purer and more ancient than that of Midore.

This sudden reversal plunged all the onlookers into a suffocating silence.

"!!"

Midore's heart felt as if it were being squeezed by an invisible hand, and he stared ahead in disbelief.

He felt like he was hallucinating.

"Where did your wings come from?"

He had never imagined this would happen; a mere human could actually transform into a dragon?!

Her voice trembled as she asked, "You're also a human-dragon hybrid?"

He immediately dismissed the idea; Gu Yuan was indeed a visitor from another world, that was beyond doubt. But how could he explain this pure bloodline pressure?

It involuntarily reminded him of Lady Milim?!

Gu Yuan did not answer, but silently felt the power within his body surging like a river.

He finally forced Midore to reveal its complete form, thus confirming his hypothesis:

Not all dragon-demons gain the same power boost after transforming into dragons. Midore's limit seems to be around 230%, which may be related to the purity of his bloodline.

As for myself, relying on the power that the "Evolver" plundered from Milim's most fundamental source, my dragon transformation amplification is a solid 300%! This is a qualitative difference!

"Please forgive me."

Gu Yuan repeated Midore's previous words, "I also have my dignity to defend, so please succumb to this power!"

Before he could finish speaking, his figure suddenly blurred.

So fast! Midore instinctively raised his defenses, but couldn't catch the trajectory at all!

The next moment, an irresistible force pierced through the block and slammed heavily into his chest!

"Pfft—!"

The sound of bones cracking was clearly audible. Midore coughed up blood and flew backward, smashing the innermost barrier to pieces!

Gu Yuan followed like a shadow, his golden fist shadows pouring down like a torrential rain!

Midore could only rely on his powerful physique and regenerative abilities to withstand the impact, and the dull thuds of the impacts continued!

Outside the barrier, the dragon demons, who had initially thought victory was assured and they were about to regain their dignity upon seeing Midorei's transformation, were now all dumbfounded.

They simply couldn't believe that their almost invincible High Priest was so utterly vulnerable in the face of an opponent who had also become a dragon!

But the bloody truth is right before our eyes—

A sense of awe from the depths of their blood, coupled with the immense shock of reality, left their minds blank, almost rendering them incapable of thinking.

"Fight back, High Priest!"

Someone cried out in their heart, but this voice was destined to remain unheard, drowned out by the thunderous roar of energy within the barrier—