The Giant Dragon circling in the sky gently flapped its massive wings, its movents smooth and graceful.
Losa had flown before and had transford into a Giant Dragon before, but every ti he used the dragon's body in battle previously, he always felt a disconnect. Compared to now, it felt like he was piloting a giant exoskeleton ch.
But now, he had completely rged with the ch.
True Dragon Transformation was no longer just a transformation technique for him.
He was the True Dragon.
Familiar with his own strength, Losa curled the Tail-Cutting Dragon in his hand into a ball and tossed it toward the people below like bowling.
"It seems the lord is impatient now."
Jeanne's eyes flashed with a dangerous light. The little flag was too inflated now; although they'd fought side by side many tis before, Jeanne always felt that if possible, Losa should sit in the rear, listening to the reports of victories brought by them.
Instead of personally going into battle, risking great danger each ti.
Unfortunately, there were many powerful adversaries in this world; she couldn't, like before, guarantee confidently to the little flag during the coronation at Lances that she could clear all the powerful foes.
Prajna, with a face as cold as ice, also frowned.
She waved her hand to disperse the thrown Tail-Cutting Dragon; it was her creation, so she could disband or reshape it as she wished.
She looked up, gazing at the red-black Giant Dragon that blocked the sun, each scale glittering brilliantly under the sunlight. That stunning Dragon Mighty, she could sense its fearso power even without engaging it.
It was sothing to be happy about, but a trace of lancholy surfaced in Prajna's heart.
With her current power, even after becoming elite, it's still hard to say she could protect Losa.
Furin licked her lips, "The lord's blood slls more and more tempting; hey, big guy, I rember you said before, in your world, even if crushed to dust, nothing would happen, right?"
Prajna nodded slightly.
Furin's sharp little fangs pressed against her lips; she swallowed subconsciously, "In that case, I won't hold back."
Cherinita hesitated a bit, "Is this okay? Should we all go all out against the lord? What if..."
What if they blew Losa up with their combined efforts, wouldn't that be embarrassing?
She had sparred many tis with Losa before and had a sense of his confidence; even if Losa's strength had greatly improved now, let's not forget, they had a very powerful "healer" with them.
Lavinia chuckled, "Don't worry, Nina, the lord is no fool, during the events in Turin, he accomplished things that left both Miss Valentina and in awe. If he dares propose going against five, I believe he's confident."
She paused and added, "After all, you all, combined, don't understand the effects of my enhancent Decree as thoroughly as he does, experiencing it nurous tis."
Cherinita realized, nodding slightly, spoke with a serious expression, "Shall I go first?"
"Let do it."
Prajna suddenly said.
"You?"
Everyone was slightly taken aback.
Jeanne said helplessly, "Just protect Miss Nia."
Prajna, however, revealed a confident smile, "Don't forget, this is my world. Whatever the Tatar Shaman knows, I can simulate it in this world."
She paused and continued, "Miss Nina, help out, like before."
Lavinia, without hesitation, waved her hand, casting a golden Decree brilliance onto Prajna, whose montum then soared, crossing the threshold of elite in the blink of an eye, and a brush inscribed with mountains and vegetation appeared out of thin air in her hand.
A thunderclap echoed in the sky.
Clouds churned, light faded, and the previously sunny sky seed to be brewing a torrential rain in a blink.
A lightning bolt nearly struck past Losa, close enough to make him feel a slight tingling sensation: "Is Prajna about to use her administrator privileges? This is too unfair."
He felt vaguely as if the entire world was against him.
Under Prajna's will, the world was rejecting him; the fla spirit in the air, once close to him, beca sluggish, while other otherwise hard-to-summon spiritualities quickly pressed in.
The book's world, under normal circumstances, couldn't be used for combat, as it had a world but no capability to bring people in.
One against five.
Including Furin as an exception, with Lavinia as an amplifier of strength, and Prajna able to be uplifted to elite, it's akin to facing five elite Six-stars. Prajna even unfairly used part of her administrator privileges.
Though no direct lightning struck, he undoubtedly beca a target for the book world's hostility too.
Losa found it amusing, it seems his challenge of one-on-five had really provoked them.
But there was not a hint of fear in Losa's heart; if he lacked confidence, why would he dare to boast so much?
Dodging another bolt of lightning, Losa spread his wings, and the invisible Fla Domain slowly unfolded. The dry and withered grass on the mountain almost instantly self-ignited, and in the blink of an eye, the wildfire spread across the entire mountain.
The power of Volcanic Divinity, at this mont, was fully infused into the mountains beneath him!
Ker Morhan, aning "Ancient Sea Fortress," had no volcanoes in the mountains, but Losa's power forcibly created one here, and he chose to dwell in it, becoming the King of this Volcano.
In just a blink, the dormant volcano beneath his feet had its power completely harnessed by Losa — the sa approach he had when ambushing the Yakxi Wolf Race in the Alps.
Ignite the Divine Fire!
Now, within this Volcano Domain, he is a god. This approach eliminated Prajna's initial targeting of him because Losa seized control of part of the world's power.
Fireballs condensed with extre heat floated around Losa.
With the dual support of the King of Volcanoes and the Fire Virtue Dragon, his use of fla had long surpassed rely spitting Dragon Fla from his mouth.
By common logic, one would first deal with Lavinia, the healer, but obviously, with Decree Enforcent Armor and the Thorny Body Talent, she's quite resilient; resolving her in a short ti is impossible.
Cherinita's figure suddenly flashed across the sky, with Gale surrounding her. The incoming fireballs could not touch her; the scorching heat quickly dispersed by the speedy airflow.
Only when confronting Cherinita could one appreciate her terrifying aspect.
Losa pondered as a brilliant Sword Aura clanged against Losa's Scale Armor.
Yet the outco was nearly unscathed.
The azure twin swords struck a large patch of black-red Scale Armor, but only sparked off a series of fire sparks.
"Did he use 'Solid Stone'?"
"No, he withstood it with his own Scale Armor."
They didn't expect Losa's Defense to have strengthened to such a level.
"What you know, I know so as well. The Holy Fla essentially relies on Holy Power and the scorching of flas to defeat foes. Coincidentally, I am neither a Dark creature nor vulnerable to fire, and have even grasped a portion of Holy Light."
Although possessing the power of the "Dark Lord," that was only intimidation, his Attribute had never leaned toward darkness.
"Look at our lord all smug like that."
Jeanne muttered.
Although they had numbers, now it seed, defeating Losa was indeed no simple task.
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