Defeating the World with the Power of One Dragon! Chapter 287: Beat the golden dragon to its knees and grit it

Chapter 287: Beat That Gold Dragon to His Knees!

High in the sky

The thick, cotton-like cloud layers were being constantly torn apart and shattered like fragile silk, leaving massive gaps.

Since this was far from their first encounter.

Both sides understood each other's multi-phase capabilities, making any further holding back or probing utterly aningless and a waste of ti.

Therefore, this battle almost imdiately upon contact.

Exploded without reservation directly into its most intense state.

Both chose to abandon flashy techniques and roundabout tactics.

No evasion, direct confrontation, attack versus attack, force breaking force.

The red iron dragon enveloped in destructive golden lightning and black-red dragon energy, his additional arms ford from pure dragon energy and his main arms forged like refined steel, were now dancing wildly.

Four arms moving together, each swing overwhelmingly powerful and nacingly exposed.

Leaving countless flickering, dazzlingly lethal afterimages across the sky.

Opposite him.

Every scale on Alberto's golden dragon body shone with sacred, pure golden light, while the crown atop his head flowing with solidified oath energy was even more dazzling, illuminating the heavens like a second miniature sun.

Main Crown Conquest, both sacred oaths activated simultaneously to their maximum state.

The Conquest Oath halberd gripped tightly in his claws,

Was swung with astonishing power and speed, fiercely piercing through the sky ti and again, appearing from afar like a torrential downpour of golden rain, pouring madly toward that powerful figure.

Clang!

A deafening explosive sound erupted.

The Conquest Oath weapon's razor-sharp, glowing blade edge viciously hacked onto the red iron dragon's right dragon arm ford from dragon energy, thick as a siege column.

Blinding red energy sparks shot out violently like fireworks, scattering in all directions.

Simultaneously

Garoth's other arm condensed from dragon energy savagely slamd toward Alberto's head covered in sacred armor.

At the critical mont.

Alberto raised his free left claw, the golden-scaled claw instantly reinforced by condensed oath energy to beco incredibly hard, blocking the attack.

However.

In the instant when Alberto's old force had just dissipated and new force hadn't yet generated,

The other dragon energy arm struck with lightning speed, brutally smashing into the exact center of Alberto's chest.

The sacred armor constructed from oath energy shattered upon impact.

And in that mont when the sacred armor broke and a fatal defensive gap appeared.

Garoth's solid left claw wreathed in fla thunder and dragon energy followed imdiately.

It precisely passed through the broken armor gap, landing squarely and directly on Alberto's chest now unprotected by armor.

A teeth-grating sound of scale disintegration arose.

Alberto's originally brilliant golden, dazzlingly gorgeous dragon scales instantly caved in, cracked, and shattered over a large area centered on the impact point.

The flesh beneath collapsed and turned pulpy like mud struck by a heavy hamr,

"Guh—"

Alberto let out a pained grunt.

His entire massive, heavy dragon body trembled, uncontrollably staggering backward violently, plowing a broken air wake through the sky.

Garoth's wings suddenly beat, pursuing his advantage.

His fully extended, edge-sharp-as-blades formidable dragon wings, their ends surging with aura like solid annihilation flas.

These enormous dragon wings began high-speed rotation around his body as the axis, carrying the shrieking sound of tearing air, boldly slashing toward Alberto who was still reeling backward.

Sensing this strike's power, Alberto's pupils sharply contracted.

While staggering back, he violently twisted his waist, his huge body forcibly shifting sideways in mid-air,

Swipe!

The wing blade barely grazed past the soft scales of his abdon, tearing through the sacred armor, carrying away several broken golden scales, splattering threads of blood.

Before he could even stabilize his posture and organize an effective counterattack.

In Alberto's peripheral vision, a lightning-fast, edge-like-blade dragon tail had already torn through the air, carrying an ear-splitting shriek, viciously whipping toward his head almost without any interval,

Too fast.

Thwack—!

A heart-stopping dull explosive sound.

The sacred armor covering Alberto's face instantly shattered like fragile eggshells.

The dragon tail's power had diminished sowhat, but still landed solidly on his faceplate.

Instantly.

A huge, scale-shattering, flesh-torn, blood-drenched gash imdiately appeared on his face.

The red iron dragon at this mont

Had clearly transford into a combat machine.

Sharp claws, four arms, dragon tail, dual wings.

Every part of his body had beco a dangerous weapon.

The combat skills originating from the Battle Dragon path were executed to flawless perfection.

One move following another.

One link connecting to the next

Like ceaseless tidal waves.

Ruthlessly fierce attacks fell upon the golden dragon Alberto's body again and again, like a violent storm.

Alberto wasn't completely defenseless either.

These five years of hellish special training weren't aningless.

His power had indeed achieved substantial, astonishing growth under the extre pressure of his oaths, and because he constantly practiced the sacred oath path, the oath energy flowing within him had beco more refined and vast.

Occasionally he could seize opportunities during gaps in Garoth's attacks to counterattack.

With extrely heavy force.

Even capable of forcibly shattering the layers of incredibly defensive hard frostburst scales covering Garoth's body, and leaving clearly visible spiderweb-like cracks on the red iron dragon's even tougher main black-red dragon scales that served as the second line of defense.

But.

With every strike that hit Garoth, he inevitably suffered cold energy erosion and damage from those sharp spikes.

Moreover, often just as he seized an opportunity to leave minor injuries on Garoth, the next mont he would endure three, four, or even more fierce counterattacks from his opponent like a raging storm.

His proud sacred oath armor was torn apart like paper ti and again.

His indestructible golden dragon scales were shattered like porcelain repeatedly.

Scalding dragon blood continuously splattered.

This mutual refusal to yield, head-on forceful assault, reached its peak intensity.

Before long, Alberto's originally majestic, brilliantly golden dragon body was completely soaked in his own scalding dragon blood, becoming thoroughly blood-drenched.

Even with both Crown Oath and Conquest Oath simultaneously active, possessing the powerful healing and enhancent effects under the Saint-Dragon path, it now completely couldn't keep up with the speed of bodily injury and power depletion.

Yet, even wounded this severely. Even with slim chances of victory.

The young golden dragon still battled bloodily without retreating, refusing to admit defeat, as if this wasn't a challenge but a death match.

Until thirty seconds later

Due to the intense combat and frenzied state lightning's ravages, the frostburst scales covering Garoth's torso finally couldn't bear the burden, almost completely shattered and peeled off, revealing the dense battle-hardened patterns beneath.

Right at this mont.

Seizing a tiny stiffness in Alberto caused by intense pain.

Garoth's thick foot claw heavily stomped onto Alberto's scar-riddled chest.

Alberto shuddered as if struck by lightning.

His massive, heavy dragon body was violently kicked away like a golden kite with its string cut,

Imdiately after.

Garoth's wings angrily spread again, his body rolling with heat waves that distorted the air, rapidly pursuing Alberto who was still flying backward, refusing to admit defeat,

At this very mont.

The young golden dragon, while being kicked away, took a deep breath, his gaze becoming exceptionally focused.

Whether he could defeat Garoth depended on this mont, relying on the skill comprehended just days before.

Crown Oath: Turn the Tide!

Conquest Oath: Last Stand Counterattack!

Alberto roared silently in his heart.

Hum—!

His remaining oath energy once again erupted with unprecedented brilliant golden light.

And, these liquid gold-like energies converged wildly toward his entire body like rivers flowing to the sea.

Finally, all without reservation, poured into the depths of his throat about to unleash dragon breath.

Oath Enhancent—Sacred Fla Breath.

The next mont.

A dragon breath condensed like burning, boiling liquid gold erupted violently from Alberto's angrily gaping dragon mouth, like a surging molten gold river, directly shooting toward the red iron dragon charging head-on.

Coincidentally,

The pursuing red iron dragon also suddenly opened his huge maw.

The rolling heat accumulated within his massive body during the intense battle now collapsed, compressed, and converged madly toward his body as if obeying a monarch's command, all rushing toward his about-to-erupt throat.

Causing his crimson dragon scales to instantly turn into blinding colors like red-hot branding iron freshly taken from a furnace, radiating extre high temperatures.

Especially around the neck area, all those battle-hardened patterns now lit up, shining with destructive red light.

Heat Enhancent—Destruction Breath!

Boom!

A destructive dragon breath thick as solid magma, seemingly containing the terrifying power to burn mountains and boil seas, erupted violently from Garoth's mouth like an exploding volcanic flow.

Under Alberto's gaze filled with disbelief.

This destructive crimson dragon breath torrent advanced inch by inch with an overwhelming, unstoppable domineering attitude, madly crushing and pushing forward, forcibly completely covering, suppressing, and continuously squeezing back Alberto's sacred golden dragon breath torrent.

"No—!"

Alberto strained his oath energy, attempting to reverse the situation.

But everything was futile.

Until that dragon breath was right before his eyes.

The rolling, surging destruction breath completely swallowed Alberto's struggling golden figure.

The terrifyingly extre fla temperatures couldn't be completely negated even by the golden dragon's high fire resistance.

Dragon scales carbonized while wailing.

Flesh charred under high heat.

And the flas were secondary; more terrifying was the terrifying impact capable of tearing steel, pressing the golden dragon's body downward.

The thoroughly charred, steaming golden dragon Alberto, like a burnt teor, deeply embedded into the solid earth of the vast plains outside Dragon Valley.

A huge radial crater prominently appeared on the scorched land.

And he, half-dead, lay at the very center of the crater's bottom, almost no intact scales remaining on his entire body, wisps of smoke rising gently from carbonized wounds.

The red iron dragon's majestic, formidable figure retracted his sky-obscuring dragon wings, descending steadily with a slight sound of tearing air onto the steep, crack-covered edge of the deep crater.

Looking at the miserable Alberto, he flicked his tail and said:

"Apologies, the earlier battle delighted , I accidentally struck too heavily."

However, what happened next before Garoth's eyes completely exceeded the Lord of Molten Iron's expectations.

Based on his understanding of Alberto's proud, stubborn personality,

The golden dragon at this mont would either fall into impotent rage due to crushing defeat, roaring with resentnt, or beco excited by the failure, reigniting unyielding fighting spirit in his eyes, or at the very least, might feel disheartened, showing defeat.

Garoth never anticipated.

In the deep crater, the weakly breathing Alberto, his sowhat cracked golden mouth corners twitched slightly, lifted upward, finally pulling into a relieved and comfortable smile.

Imdiately after.

As if relieved of a heavy burden.

And almost simultaneously as he lost consciousness.

A low, even, thunderously rumbling, extrely loud snoring sound began erging clearly from his slightly opened dragon mouth, echoing exceptionally loudly across this vast land.

What's happening now?

Even the widely experienced, mountain-steady Lord of Molten Iron couldn't help but fall into brief, bewildered silence.