The two guards, who were about to launch a side attack on Galos, suddenly stiffened.
It felt as if red-hot steel needles pierced into their brains. Even though their rage state reduced their sense of pain by almost ninety percent, the intense pain still made their bodies tremble. More critically, the Ancestral Essence also suffered damage.
The attack from the Mind Mage had a certain targeted effect on these Ancestral Guards.
Rip!
The Red Iron Dragon flicked its dragon wings, slicing the Ancestral Guards who were frozen in place in half. The thick, tough muscle that could withstand weapon attacks seed so fragile and vulnerable under the wing slash of the Red Iron Dragon.
Samantha and Solrog swooped in.
The powerful body of the Giant Dragon, combined with magic-like skills and class skills, made it difficult for even the Ancestral Guards, who could fight against a hundred, to resist, being quickly killed one by one.
However, all the deceased Ancestral Guards had their totem light sink into the ground rather than dissipate imdiately.
Wing slash followed by claw strike, claw strike then tail sweep.
After the tail sweep ca another round of ferocious claw strikes.
....The Red Iron Dragon used simple yet fierce, unstoppable attacks to swiftly kill the obstructive guards along the way, almost unimpeded, reaching the Elder Shaman.
The view was suddenly filled with the mighty and majestic Red Iron Dragon, crackling with electricity.
"With my life and soul, I sacrifice to the ancestors!"
The Elder Shaman lifted her head, the wrinkles on her face gathered together, yet there was no fear of death in her eyes. She finished her chant at the last mont, striking her magic staff heavily to the ground.
Bang!
The ground cracked open.
Under the claw of the Red Iron Dragon, the Elder Shaman’s body beca a spray of blood, embedded into the ground.
Totem light shone from her remains, sinking toward the mountain peak. The remaining Ancestral Guards madly charged at the juvenile dragons, only to be swiftly wiped out.
At this mont.
The mountain that had been trembling and shaking due to the battle suddenly stabilized.
With the flashes and interweaving of beams of light, the pattern of the altar, ford by them, was etched onto the rock of the mountain peak, emitting a distinctive aura.
"The Ancestral Altar isn’t shattered? No, this thing is not purely physical."
Galos suddenly realized.
Elder Shaman Leonie and the surrounding Ancestral Guards had used their lives and souls to reunite the Ancestral Spirit Altar.
At the sa ti, chunks of rock reassembled like flowing mud, forming the outline of a Stone Giant as tall as a small hill around the Ancestral Spirit Altar in the blink of an eye, its size even larger than the combined body of the three juvenile dragons.
The Stone Giant stood up but did not attack.
It silently guarded the Ancestral Spirit Altar at the heart position, posing a defensive stance.
The rock body, adorned with totem tattoos, appeared to possess an indestructible defense. The Stone Giant seed to be purely born for defense.
As ti passed, the totem light on it waned, but it would certainly last until reinforcents arrived.
If only the Elder Shaman and the guards were killed, but the altar was not destroyed, this surprise attack would not be considered truly successful.
The scales of Red Dragon Samantha glowed with radiant runes, and a layer of steel-like tallic sheen coated the surface of the dragon scales. Then, it fiercely danced its wings, using its body as a weapon to charge at the Rock Guard.
Bang!
The Red Dragon crashed into the massive arm of the Rock Guard, being knocked back in recoil, while the arm of the Rock Guard cracked with branch-like patterns. However, with the upheaval and surge of earth and stone, it quickly healed.
Galos noticed a connection between the Rock Guard and the mountain below.
It seed to regenerate continuously as long as it wasn’t destroyed in one blow and as long as the altar’s energy wasn’t depleted.
"To linger in the Border Area for hundreds of years, it indeed has so substantial thods."
The goblins had the Great Workshop Master’s palace besides the Alchemy Corps, and the Ancestral Spirit Altar of the Dawn Tribe was not inferior.
"Unfortunately, it has t ."
Golden lightning flashed and jumped across the surface of the Red Iron Dragon, leaving cracks on the Cold Burst Scales, absorbing the searing state to store part of the heat.
The heat values surged wildly inside its body.
"Samantha, Solrog, use Dragon Breath on ."
He said.
Without a second’s hesitation, the Red Dragon and Iron Dragon unleashed Flaming Dragon Breath and Electric Fire Dragon Breath onto Galos.
Enduring the damage from the two Dragon Breaths and the heat state stimulating the Cold Burst Scales.
The heat value skyrocketed, soared, surged.
In an instant, the Cold Burst Scales on the Red Iron Dragon shattered, revealing the inner dragon scales, glowing red hot like a branding iron, seething with heat waves, distorting the surrounding air.
Heat Intensification — Destructive Dragon Breath!
Boom!
The scorching Dragon Fla transford into a destructive torrent, surging out from the Red Iron Dragon’s mouth with irresistible, annihilating terror, sweeping toward the Rock Guard.
The attributes of the Rock Guard were all invested in defense.
It moved sluggishly, clutching itself in defense the mont the Destructive Dragon Breath reached, the totem tattoos on its rock skin shining with the brightest light.
But it was futile.
The Destructive Dragon Breath obliterated, lted inch by inch, ultimately turning into a blazing high-temperature semi-solid resembling lava crystals, annihilating the Ancestral Spirit Altar, leaving nothing behind.
In that instant.
All the Ancestral Guardian Barbarians of the Dawn Tribe who had ever sacrificed to the ancestors, received blessing or protection, including their leader Brunhild, felt a pain in their hearts, as if they had lost sothing vital.
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