"Two brothers, let’s attack together and try to injure this beast as quickly as possible. If we can’t capture it, we’ll find a way to kill it. I don’t want you two brothers to get hurt." Nell’s voice was soft yet commanding, dripping with charm as her fiery red lips curved into a faintly seductive smile. Her last sentence, delicate and full of concern, struck directly into the hearts of her two companions.
Their eyes widened slightly, a faint flush rising on their cheeks before they quickly pounded their chests with confidence, their voices firm and loud as they promised, "Junior Sister Nell, don’t worry. We’ll capture the three-headed black dragon for you, even if we have to risk our lives."
"Roar!" The three-headed black dragon let out an earth-shaking roar in response, its cold, reptilian eyes glaring at the trio with murderous intent. Its intelligence was frighteningly close to that of humans, and seeing these three dare to stand in front of it, discussing its fate so casually as if it were already prey, enraged it beyond asure.
All three of its massive heads reared back before lunging forward, spraying a wave of dense, greenish-black poisonous gas that rolled outward like a deadly tide straight toward Nell and her companions.
"Take action!" Nell’s clear voice rang out like a whip crack, filled with determination. Her own crimson whip lashed out instantly, glowing with a scarlet radiance. In an instant, it transford into what appeared like a giant red python, coiling through the air with lethal grace and snapping tightly around one of the dragon’s three heads. Its power constricted like a vice, pulling one head back with a violent jerk.
"Kill!" The yellow-faced young man and the long-faced young man shouted at the sa ti, their eyes glinting with bloodthirsty excitent as they commanded their summoned beasts to strike.
The falcon snake, its body shimring with erald light, let out a piercing shriek and instantly grew even larger, its serpentine fra stretching until it was nearly the size of the three-headed black dragon itself. With a single beat of its fleshy green wings, a violent storm surged into existence.
The wind howled viciously, uprooting trees, tearing grass from the ground, and scattering debris everywhere, while the falcon snake lunged with terrifying speed and precision toward another one of the dragon’s heads.
On the other side, the massive thunder frog crouched low, its body trembling as a deep gurgling sound built within its throat. Sparks of blue light flickered across its back before abruptly exploding outward into thick arcs of blinding lightning.
The lightning gathered in an instant, condensing into a jagged web of destructive power before it launched forward with an ear-splitting crack, shattering the air itself and striking at the dragon’s midsection with devastating force.
Their masters did not stand idle either. The yellow-faced young man pulled out a copper hamr from his spatial ring, swinging it with practiced precision. mana flared, wrapping the hamr in glowing copper light that cut through the air like an arrow, sharp and deadly. anwhile, the long-faced young man tossed out a yellow bell from his storage bag.
The mont it left his hand, it floated in midair, spinning rapidly and producing a sharp, tallic clanging sound. With each ring, waves of golden-yellow light erupted outward, transforming into a raging sandstorm. Fine particles of spiritual earth-energy swirled like an endless sea of sand, crashing down toward the dragon’s body with oppressive force, as though an entire desert had descended upon it.
A horrifying scene unfolded above the pool as waves of mighty spiritual light burst out, crashing down on the three-headed black dragon like an unrelenting tide. The air trembled violently under the combined might of Nell and her companions, their attacks surging with lethal intent.
With the two monstrous beasts—the falcon snake and the thunder frog—striking simultaneously, their power reached an astounding level, equivalent to five warriors at the 8th level of the Legend Rank working in perfect unison. The entire area was engulfed in chaos as violent winds howled, lightning ripped apart the air, and mana distorted the very space above the pool.
Arnold and his two companions were visibly shaken, their faces changing as they stared at the devastating scene. They had initially looked down on Nell and her companions, believing that while they were formidable, they were still beneath the overwhelming might of the three-headed black dragon.
But this display of raw power overturned their expectations. "They actually have such strength... can they really deal with it?" Devon muttered, disbelief and a trace of unease flickering in his eyes. Rick’s jaw tightened, his gaze fixed on the spectacle.
Hidden deeper in the shadows, Max’s expression also darkened slightly, his brows furrowing in thought. The strength Nell had revealed far exceeded what he had previously calculated. ’These three... they’re much stronger than I thought.’
His emotions were complicated. Part of him wanted to see Nell fail miserably, torn apart by the beast she had dared to provoke, but another part of him hoped the battle would at least inflict serious injuries on the three-headed black dragon. After all, such an opportunity would make his own plans far easier to execute.
"Roar, roar, roar!" The three-headed black dragon bellowed in rage, its voices rging into an ear-splitting crescendo that shook the ground and made the air ripple. Feeling truly threatened for the first ti, it unleashed torrents of thick, greenish-black poisonous gas, its deadliest weapon.
The miasma swept through the air, hissing and corroding everything it touched, even contaminating the spiritual weapons wielded by Nell and her companions. The bright lights surrounding their artifacts dimd instantly, corroded by the dragon’s venomous aura.
Realizing the danger, the trio imdiately put away their weapons, choosing to abandon artifact-based attacks altogether. Instead, they switched to direct combat techniques, channeling their martial arts fueled by sinister, Yin-attributed powers.
Being mbers of the Void Soul Tower, their practice thods leaned heavily toward unorthodox elents—death energy, Yin force, blood power—each carrying a corrosive and eerie nature. Their techniques were infamous for their viciousness, and now, they unleashed them without reservation.
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