Dragon Clan: Starting with the Azure Dragon Fruit

Standing before them was a terrifying tyrant, bathed in the blood of the King of Bronze and Fire, whose strength rivaled that of a second-generation species.

It's pointless to worry about these differences in combat strength now. Under the rules of Nibelungen, if they don't kill this monster today, they will all die!

Chapter 80: Words of Power with No CD and No Pre-Call Animation

Lin Yuan listened to Fingel's overused online game strategy of tanking damage and mage dealing damage, but didn't respond.

In his view, this was not a proper tactic.

The most efficient solution is clearly to deal with the dragonman alone. Fingal and Mai Shude closing their eyes is the greatest help they can give each other.

Before he could even voice his thoughts, Fingel roared, "Attack!"

Then, fearlessly, he charged towards the dragonman.

On the other side, Mai Shude immediately took action after hearing his instructions.

She pulled an alchemical longsword from somewhere in her clothes and, using Fingel's frontal charge as cover, moved toward the dragonman's rear.

Lin Yuan's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help but stare at Shude Mai for a while longer. Hadn't he already checked that ninja outfit?

Where is this sword, which is almost a meter long, hidden? Could it be that space-folding technology exists in this world?

Despite his inner complaints, Lin Yuan's actions were anything but slow.

The atmosphere has been built up to this point, and the tanks in the front and the assassins on the flanks are all fighting desperately. I can't let them down at this crucial moment.

After all, this is the first time we've faced a pure-blooded dragon directly, so it's best to assess its strength before making any plans.

"Boom!"

The raging thunder responded to his will, and several streaks of blue lightning suddenly appeared in the cave, blasting towards the dragonman.

The blinding electric light illuminated the dim underground as if it were daytime.

However, the damage caused by these powerful lightning strikes to the dragonman was somewhat insignificant.

The magma in the underground cavern was churning wildly, and the surroundings were filled with rich fire elements.

In this extreme environment, the power of the lightning that suddenly appeared was suppressed by several levels, resulting in a significant reduction in the effectiveness of the electric shock.

However, the damage is not high, but the "paralysis" effect it causes is excellent.

Just as they were about to start fighting, Fingel, Dragonman, and Mai Shude all stopped what they were doing.

Several pairs of eyes turned to look at Lin Yuan, who was still holding his hand up.

Lin Yuan was confused and felt a chill run down his spine from being stared at.

He looked at his hands, then at the three dumbfounded men opposite him, and asked in confusion, "What's going on? They're fighting, why are you looking at me?"

"Gudong."

Fingel swallowed hard: "Junior brother... you release your incantation... without even chanting dragon script? You didn't even raise your hand before it happened?!"

Lin Yuan then realized that after attending so many theory classes in Kassel, he was well aware that hybrids had to chant dragon script to resonate with the elements in order to unleash their incantations.

But in the heat of the moment, he completely forgot about that and instantly unleashed lightning using the power of the Azure Dragon Fruit.

Facing the strange looks from everyone, Lin Yuan scratched his head awkwardly and could only force an explanation: "Ahem... well, my Word of Power may have undergone a slight mutation. Don't worry about it, fighting monsters is the priority!"

The dragonman opposite him was struck by lightning, but he did not fly into a rage because of the injury; instead, the greed in his eyes grew even more fervent.

"Excellent! Truly extraordinary!" the dragonman roared excitedly, sticking out his long tongue to lick the sparks from the corner of his mouth.

"As expected of a human favored by His Majesty Jormungandr! You certainly have a secret! If I consume you, my bloodline will surely be able to leap forward!"

Before the words were even finished, the dragon people had already taken action.

He had no intention of giving these humans a chance to catch their breath, and with a flap of his wings, he took flight.

The enormous half-dragon body headed straight for Lin Yuan, this "perfect tonic"!

"Your opponent is me!"

With a thunderous roar, Fingel faithfully fulfilled his promise as the main tank.

He leaped sideways, blocking the path of the dragonmen's charge.

"boom!"

The dragonman slammed into Fingel's crossed arms, the terrifying impact pushing him backward and carving two furrows in the air.

"What are you waiting for! Keep going!" Fingel's legs were firmly planted on the ground, and he withstood the impact.

The dragonmen's charge was thwarted, and their hatred was temporarily contained by Fingel.

He roared wildly, raised his claws, and stabbed at Fingel.

Fingel was no match for Him and was once again forced into a 50/50 situation.

Using the space that Fingel had created by risking his life to pull at the front, Lin Yuan took action again.

Since he had already revealed to them that he didn't need a casting time to use his Word of Power, he decided to stop pretending and go all out.

The blue-green lightning in his palm almost left afterimages. The first bolt of lightning had just exploded on the dragonman's back when the second and third bolts followed in quick succession.

Thunderbolts rained down relentlessly, one after another, as if they were free.

A single lightning bolt striking the scales is indeed difficult to break through their defenses, but it can't withstand the insane frequency of the attacks.

Furthermore, relying on Lin Yuan's Observation Haki to lock onto targets, he managed to turn a wide-range spell into a pinpoint explosion, relentlessly bombarding the same spot.

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. The charred marks on the dragon man's back rapidly expanded, and the flesh underneath was carbonized by the high temperature. The pungent smell of burning permeated the cave.

This intense firepower forced the dragonmen to devote more energy to defense, which slowed down their attack movements.

Mai Shude, who had been lying in wait, seized the opportunity and rushed forward.

The longsword in her hand appeared to be a top-tier alchemical weapon.

Whenever a dragonman is restrained by lightning, during the brief moment of stalemate, the longsword will silently cut in.

Even though the dragonman's scales were tough, they could be easily cut through by this alchemical longsword.

Scalding hot dragon blood gushed out, splashing onto the rocks beneath their feet, instantly evaporating into a cloud of blood mist.

Everything seemed to be developing in a positive direction, and it seemed that as long as things continued this way, it was only a matter of time before the dragon people were killed.

But the battle continued, and the terrifying vitality of the third-generation race gradually became apparent.

Although Mai Shude's alchemical longsword can damage Him, the wounds usually scab over in a short time.

Lin Yuan's high-frequency lightning strikes certainly caused considerable trouble for the dragon people, but ultimately could not cause fatal injuries.

The three of them worked together for half a day, but for a third-generation creature that had absorbed the king's blood, it did little more than make it angrier.

On the contrary, Fingel, who was acting as a punching bag on the front, had strong resistance to blows with his "Bronze Throne," but lacked the self-healing ability of a pure-blooded dragon.

The intense battle had significantly reduced his stamina, causing his blocking and dodging movements to become sluggish.

The dragonman on the other side keenly spotted this flaw.

Despite Lin Yuan's lightning strike and Jiu Demai's longsword, He abandoned defense and launched an attack on Fingel.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, the claws struck Fingel's shoulder.

The bronze luster on that part of the body could no longer be maintained, as large chunks of flesh were torn off.

Fingel groaned, clutching his injured shoulder, clearly at his limit.

The dragon people had no intention of giving this annoying meat shield any chance to breathe.

He raised his other dragon claw and slashed down at Fingel, intending to eliminate one member of the trio first.

The plan to wear down the dragons together has failed, and now, as Professor Schneider said, it is time to draw our swords.

Without further hesitation, Lin Yuan decisively dispersed the arc of electricity dancing on his fingertips and gripped the hilt of the knife at his waist with his other hand.

"Clang!"

Amidst a clear and melodious cry, "Awakening of Insects" was unsheathed.

Dark Armament Haki surged forth from Lin Yuan's palm, rapidly adhering to the blade of Jingzhe, transforming it into a deep black sword.

Lin Yuan exerted force with both legs, and the rocks beneath his feet crumbled inch by inch like a spider web.

The distance of tens of meters was covered in an instant, just as the sharp claw was about to pierce through Fingel's head.

Lin Yuan appeared in front of Fingel like a ghost, and fiercely swung his knife at the falling giant shadow.

A hint of contempt flashed in the dragonman's savage golden eyes.

In the common knowledge of pure-blooded dragons, hybrids are limited by their genes and can never simultaneously master two kinds of incantations.

The human before them possessed the power of lightning, and even though the speed he was unleashing was somewhat unexpected, his physical body must be extremely fragile.

Such close-quarters combat is tantamount to courting death.

He didn't bother to change his tactics at all. He suddenly clenched his five fingers, attempting to crush Lin Yuan, along with his knife, into a pulp with his indestructible scales.

The black blade clashed with the dragon's claw, and a violent shockwave swept outwards.

Lin Yuan's momentum was curbed, and the two men and the dragon were locked in a stalemate.

With a series of muffled rumbles, a large area of ​​the rock beneath their feet collapsed, sending debris flying into the sky.

The dragon people found it hard to understand, since in the minds of pure-blooded dragons, hybrids were often known for their high attack and low defense, and were not known for their physical strength.

Unexpectedly, the opponent was able to unleash such terrifying power. The black blade not only withstood its attack, but even faintly sliced ​​through its dragon claw.

Lin Yuan was no less surprised than Him. Jingzhe was a precious sword, and it was covered by His Armament Haki, yet it was actually caught by the other party with his bare hands.

Doesn't he have any pride?

Seeing that the stalemate was not over, Lin Yuan gritted his teeth and shouted.

As he exerted his strength a second time, fine blue dragon scales faintly appeared on his skin.

The immense power contained within his body surged wildly into Jingzhe through the hilt of the sword.

The stalemate was broken; the black blade, carrying unparalleled violence, sliced ​​through the obstacle in its path.

The claws, covered in dark red scales, were severed cleanly at the root.

The dragonman let out a shrill roar, and his massive body staggered back a few steps.

This is the first time He has suffered such a severe injury since the start of the battle.

He finally realized that the human who had been hiding in the back and discharging electricity was the most deadly killer among the three.

Mai Shude and Fingel, who were standing nearby, were completely dumbfounded.

So all that effort the two of them put in to scrape the skin for half a day, the combined damage was less than what Lin Yuan caused with that one stab.

Fingel gasped, his habit of spouting nonsense kicking in again: "Junior brother, if I'd told you you were this fierce, I would have just given you support..."

Before he could finish speaking, the enraged dragonman raised his head and uttered a series of ancient and solemn syllables.

Mai Shude's expression changed drastically, and she warned sharply, "This is bad! He's releasing a Word of Power!"

Words of Power. Royal Authority.

When wielded by a pure-blooded dragon whose bloodline is nearly second-generation, its power far exceeds the limits of hybrid species.

Chapter 81 The Supreme One Descends

As the ancient and solemn dragon script finished chanting, His wings suddenly spread open.

The entire cavern responded to the king's rage, with lava flowing from the fissures erupting into the air and scorching fire rain mixed with thick smoke falling down.

Within the realm of "royal power," He holds supreme authority and is the sole supreme being here.

In an instant, a terrifying gravity was generated, and Lin Yuan's shoulders slumped, feeling the weight he was bearing increase several times over.

Fingel groaned, blood gushing from his mouth and nose. He lost his balance and knelt on the ground.

"Hold......"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes like those of a desperate fugitive with nowhere to hide.

When you're forced into a corner, you have no choice but to fight for your life.