The violent shockwave flipped over several smaller golems nearby.
Thick smoke mixed with the stench of burning protein rose to the sky.
Though the sound was deafening, the entire battlefield fell into silence for an instant, and the flas rose like a sun from the ground, destroying every obstacle in its path.
"Is it over? The Destructive Dragon Breath is stronger than I imagined."
Galos exhaled a hot breath slowly, feeling unsatisfied.
With one Destructive Dragon Breath, he nearly wiped out the Great Workshop Master, the Goblin Elders, and their core alchemy machines, yet the breath did not greatly drain Galos himself.
The branding red color on his body faded, and his scale armor returned to its normal black-red hue.
Galos was still energetic, his stamina almost full.
"Let’s kill the remaining resistors and end the battle completely," he thought.
Suddenly, a blinding golden light burst from the ground where the flas hadn’t completely extinguished.
It wasn’t the light of an explosion, but a highly concentrated stream of energy spewing from a mass of twisted scrap tal.
Upon the ruins of alchemy machines, like lightning, magical energy wove into a massive net, absorbing all nearby steel tal and black oil, constructing like a sweeping storm.
In the blink of an eye, a massive golem of far exceeding size erged.
Unlike other clumsy and bulky golems, its overall outline more closely resembled a goblin magnified a hundred tis, sleek and streamlined, covered in dark golden alloy armor etched with countless alchemy runes.
In the center of its head, a large, cold alchemical artificial eye emitting a faint blue light was embedded.
How did this thing survive my Destructive Dragon Breath?
Galos was puzzled.
"Ignorant beast, you think you’ve won? You know nothing of the limits of alchemy."
With chanical amplification, a cold emotionless voice echoed throughout the battlefield.
The next second, it moved, faster than imaginable.
Its massive body did not rely on tracks or joints to step forward; instead, a circular energy shockwave erupted from beneath its feet, propelling it diagonally into the air like a cannonball, directly at the just-finished-breathing, still-adjusting Red Iron Dragon.
The huge tal palm opened, and instead of a cannon muzzle at the center, there was a rapidly rotating, energy-ford tear whirlpool.
Simultaneously, its back armor opened, and giant spikes flickering with tallic glint—a sky-breaking cone—were launched like invisible giant crossbows, carrying the sound of sky-piercing shrieks at speeds surpassing sound, aiming at Galos’ eyes, throat, and heart.
"You know nothing of evolution."
Galos temporarily set aside his doubts.
Facing the alchemy giant statue’s attack, the Red Iron Dragon bit down and drank a barrel of black oil from the spatial ring.
At the sa ti, he raised his head, the dragon’s roar long and piercing.
With a shrill, exalted current sound, dense shining golden lightning erged from the gaps in his scale armor, his muscles swelled even further, his body expanding several more circles, resembling a terrifying war weapon more than the alchemy golem.
With a sweep of his dragon wings, the Red Iron Dragon turned into a golden flash.
He twisted and flickered, his robust body demonstrating terrifying speed, dodging the sky-breaking cone, reaching the alchemy giant statue with unimaginable swiftness.
Level 3 Dragon Qi rotating!
Fla Thunder attached!
Fiery Fla Dragon Claw!
Enhanced Claw Strike!
Black and red Dragon Qi, red-golden fla thunder, vivid red fiery fla... they simultaneously coiled around Galos’ rising claws, forming the strongest claw strike his body could currently unleash.
Sizzle—boom!
The impregnable armor on the alchemy giant statue’s head, under Galos’ burning dragon claw attack, collapsed inwardly and tore like butter cut by a hot knife, countless intricate alchemy runes instantly extinguishing and disintegrating.
The massive alchemical artificial eye emitted a strained shattering sound.
The giant statue’s head caved in with a loud crash, most of its face shattering.
Zzt zzt zzt... lightning-like magical energy surged, trying to pull and reconverge these components for restoration.
However, more attacks followed in quick succession.
The Red Iron Dragon pressed close to the alchemy giant statue’s body, his claws, dragon tail, wings... all parts transford into deadly weapons, pouring down on the alchemy giant statue like a torrential rain.
Suddenly.
The alchemy giant statue’s cracked cyclops eye lit up, emitting a high-frequency shock wave, halting the Red Iron Dragon’s movent.
At the sa ti, its right arm lifted high, the forearm transford and combined, extending instantly into a massive cleaver over ten ters long wrapped in frenzied electric arc, striking heavily taking advantage of the Red Iron Dragon’s attack break.
Bang!
Dragon blood sprayed, the Red Iron Dragon was knocked back, but before hitting the ground, he returned with even greater speed.
A slash capable of bisecting an ordinary young dragon had rely left a gaping wound barely exposing bone, large though as it was, by dragon standards, it was far from serious.
The Red Iron Dragon’s body was smaller than the alchemy giant statue by several sizes.
But his offensive was more ferocious.
The Red Iron Dragon, all ablaze with golden lightning, pounced on the alchemy giant statue, his furious assault flinging countless components scattering like severed limbs.
Clang!
The alchemy giant statue’s shoulder was sliced open by the whirling dragon wings, the arm plumting heavily to the ground.
Crack!
The half-shattered head was twisted off, tossed into the air like a baseball.
Tear!
The chest armor was pierced by the spear-like tail, dragging out nurous shattered components.
Galos nearly squandered the use of Dragon Qi, rendering the alchemy giant statue riddled with gaping wounds in no ti, while its counterattacks, though painful, only served to excite Galos further.
Another minute later.
The Red Iron Dragon suddenly retreated, then flapped his wings, his robust, surging aura swelling, charging forward like a streak of gold and red lightning even faster.
Level 3 Dragon Qi rotating!
Giant Dragon Collision!
The alchemy giant statue placed its palm against the Red Iron Dragon, the rotational tear energy vortex scraping off dragon scales.
At the sa ti, its dark golden chest caved in, revealing a clear outline.
Prominent and stout dragon horns pierced through the alchemy giant statue’s chest first, scales and steel clashing and striking countless sparks, followed by the powerful dragon body smashing through the alchemy giant statue’s fra.
Boom!
The alchemy giant statue fell, utterly struck as if by thunder.
The Red Iron Dragon raised his head, spread his wings, soaking in the rain of shattered tal fragnts, his scars and fresh blood resembling a war crown as he surveyed the surroundings, like a monarch examining his lands and subjects.
"The Great Workshop Master... is dead..."
"He’s immortal... he’s a legend!"
"No... impossible..."
The goblins witnessing this, their last shred of morale like a punctured balloon, instantly deflated to nothing.
Fear, like a cold tide, engulfed their hearts entirely.
So goblins slumped to the ground, the foul stench of incontinence spreading; others dropped their weapons, clutching their heads crying out in despair; still others, driven completely mad, charged at the surrounding golem wreckage or molten iron warriors, like moths to flas.
"For the Dragon Lord! Kill—!"
"Kneel and live, stand and die!"
The roar of the Molten Iron Soldiers pierced the sky, the final charge began.
With no command, no will, and without their mightiest weapon, the alchemy corps fell completely, becoming nothing but lambs awaiting slaughter.
Though so goblins remained in the Southeast, their main forces had been utterly routed, their leaders dead, their accumulated foundation destroyed in one fell swoop, leaving them completely without the ans to contend with the Molten Iron Tribe.
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