Just as the chira turned around to make a quick getaway, a blood-red figure suddenly shot out from the ice beneath its feet.
Whoosh—
"Hey hey hey! I'm back, you bastards!"
Once again relying on an unsavory sneak attack, Herbert plunged the longsword in his hand into the chira's body.
Due to the chira's exceptionally high scale armor defense, Herbert, to be safe, chose the weak spot on its body for the attack.
Herbert didn't open a hole personally; he used an existing one to thrust the Light Saber inside.
Weak point insight... Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
"Thousand! Year! Kill!"
Shick—
The blade forged by Holy Light smoothly sank in completely, then exploded instantly within.
Holy Light Burst (butt)!
Bang!
At this mont, the three heads of the chira let out the most pathetic wail ever recorded.
"Ah!!?"
"Ow!!?"
"Bleat!!?"
The wailing was sharp, angry, and helpless.
The chira had never imagined suffering such an attack, never experienced such pain, and it almost couldn't comprehend what was happening.
The rear half of its torso suddenly lifted, flailing about in a bloody ss, attempting to alleviate its pain this way.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
But this thod was futile; instead, the sight of blood spurting from its rear made its appearance seem more comical... and sowhat pitiful.
A hush fell over the crowd among Elda, as people collectively drew a cold breath.
"...Hissing!"
Many moved their legs, instinctively clenching their buttocks.
This... this... isn't this a bit too brutal?
The crowd complained inwardly, but didn't find Herbert's approach wrong. When facing gigantic beasts, an attack from below is actually standard procedure.
It's just that, for a mont, people felt empathetic pain in their critical spots.
anwhile, as the chira wailed helplessly, Herbert was floating in mid-air, smilingly looking at it, humming:
"The blossoms are gone~ The scars remain~ Your smile has faded away~"
He had swiftly moved away after landing the blow, avoiding being splattered by blood from the chira's rear.
Herbert landed in front of the chira, teasing its enraged state: "How does it feel? That's the butt bleeding therapy, I let you experience it for free; you'll have to thank properly later."
Thank you?
Thank you!!?
The three-headed chira had completely lost its rationality at this mont.
What caution? What temporary retreat? What revenge later?
All thrown to the back of its mind.
At this instant, there was only one thought in its mind—kill him, completely kill him!!!
"Roar!"
Fla! Ice! Death breath!
Blending three powerful forces spewed towards Herbert, vowing to destroy him.
But just as it was about to exhaust everything to crush Herbert into the ground, stomp him flat, shred him to pieces... it did not notice the shadow beneath Herbert's feet on the ice.
That was a crimson vertical-eye containing endless rage.
It was furious!
Just as the chira's three-elental breath was about to touch him, a giant claw suddenly burst out from the ground!
"Get out of here!!!"
Those terrifyingly powerful fatal breaths swept across the claw's scales without leaving any marks.
The claw ignored everything, directly swatting the bewildered beast away.
Boom!!
The thundering crash made everyone's heart jump suddenly.
What was that?
As the crowd hesitated, the giant claw swiftly retracted, and in the next mont, a nimble figure shot out from the ice.
Boom!!!
The winged figure with red hair erged and chose not to continue attacking the chira, instead flapping its wings and ascending rapidly into higher skies.
A flap of the dragon wings stirred up an imnse wind, dispersing the fog for hundreds of ters around!
At that mont, even the ever-present fog covering the Mist Mountains disappeared, letting long-lost starlight fall upon Elda's land.
But soon, the sky was again shadowed.
This ti, however, the sky was not fog.
It was obscured by a pair of dragon wings!
Valentina soared to the sky, revealing her true form without constraint.
The scarlet giant dragon flew across the sky, letting out a roar of satisfaction.
"Roar!!!"
Her imnse and despair-inducing body was revealed for the first ti to the world.
At the Legendary Peak, Valentina's body had already reached a staggering hundred ters, maintained at over twenty ters by active compression.
And now... A hundred ters?
Too little.
The current true form of Valentina stood at a full thousand ters!
With wings spread wide, truly covering the sky and sun.
Her scales seed soaked in blood for countless ages, shining with crimson brilliance, her giant wings glead with cold and formidable luster beneath the dim moonlight.
Her rugged, rough scales tightly arranged into an indestructible armor.
Occasional dark red glints seeped from between her scales, like the overflow of her endless life force.
Her head resembled a small mountain, her enormous eyes like blood-colored furnaces, emitting fierce and violent light.
When that savage gaze swept across, no matter how brave the warrior, cold chills inevitably surged within.
Most notably, the massive runes covering her dragon wings, crafted by ti and magic—those were the ancient runes lost after the dragon era.
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