He shot an arrow and fired a bullet at a spot not far from the Flying Dragon King.
The terrifying trembling of the bowstring was as thunderous as a lightning strike.
The Flying Dragon King was like a little chick being grabbed by the neck, his eyes filled with despair.
The Giant Dragon Bloodline granted him extraordinary discernnt, allowing him to easily see the frightening magic aura emanating from the equipnt.
Especially the taste of toxin emanating from that bow was fear-inducing even for him.
Flying Dragons possess a powerful Flying Dragon Venom, yet lack the ability to resist venom attacks.
"There’s even this." Gaven’s eyes shone with a bright blue radiance.
Hou!
The Flying Dragon King involuntarily let out a wretched howl, feeling as if a hand had stuffed into his head, brutally kneading, crushing every bit of brain matter inside.
When he regained his senses, he found himself spiraling down hundreds of ters, not far from the ground.
"Quiet! Get back!" The Flying Dragon King hurriedly flew back, anxiously stopping his remaining wives and children.
Whether it was the opponent’s equipnt or the just now invisible and shadowless attack.
They all indicated one thing to him: the gap between their strengths was not even close.
If the opponent wanted to kill them, he wouldn’t need such painstaking effort; just the mont he was dazed by the psychic attack was enough for his head to hit the ground first.
"If such an attack is unleashed during the confrontation between you two, would they be able to detect it? Do you have a chance to turn it around? Now that’s cheating." Gaven was quite satisfied with the increasingly deep fear in the Flying Dragon King’s eyes.
You cannot be too accommodating to a defiant person like this, or else he may think you are easy to bully; only by displaying absolute force in front of them will they heed your words, making your humility true kindness.
"You want fairness, then I’ll give you fairness." Shanoba cooperatively dispelled the attribute enhancent magic cast by Gaven, yet kept quiet about the Singing Stone’s blessing.
Don’t dismiss the four-point bonus provided by the Singing Stone; it holds a contrasting significance compared to the massive external boost given by attribute-enhancing magic.
Because this is an inner boost, perfectly capable of making up for any deficiencies.
The next second, Shanoba’s eyes turned crimson, her already exaggerated muscles beca even more terrifying, barbaric power surged frantically within her, gnashing her teeth and roaring, "This doesn’t count as cheating, does it?"
Barbarian’s Berserk Rage.
Her strength and constitution simultaneously rose by 4, her strength once again breached into the legendary.
But this ti it wasn’t quasi-legendary; it was true legendary unlocked with special ability.
The Flying Dragon King felt himself wilt, his reproductive organs nearly retreating back into his body.
What the hell are these creatures?
A body clad with Divine Artifacts, capable of area-effect magic, psychic ability attacks, and effortlessly shooting poison arrows; any single aspect would be tough to handle, let alone multiple aspects combined into one being.
That seemingly easy-to-bully Flying Dragon turned around to unleash a barbarian’s Berserk Rage, overpowering him in terms of strength; the opponent naturally possessed faster speed than him, how could he fight this battle?
Yet this belonged to a struggle for sovereignty, involving not only the freedom of his race but also his own sovereignty issues.
If he feared battle, everything he possessed would depart from him.
"Let’s begin!" Shanoba didn’t give the Flying Dragon King the chance to hesitate; the duration of a barbarian’s Berserk Rage is brief and very limited in terms of controlling sanity.
The advantage of having quasi-legendary Life Dice allowed her to have a brief exchange with the Flying Dragon King; if it were just a re level six barbarian unleashing Berserk Rage, they wouldn’t have said a single word more, just charged forward directly.
Berserk Rage is called berserk for the reason of trading away reason and thought for stronger power, letting wild nature dominate the body.
Hou!
The Flying Dragon King could only roar reluctantly, rushing towards Shanoba.
Since he proposed not to circle around, naturally he couldn’t disgrace himself.
Moreover, circling would be useless, only causing himself to overturn faster since the opponent not only possessed faster speed but also held the strong acid and slow Dragon Breath of the Red Copper Dragon, combining attack and control.
This airborne battle process was sowhat dull.
Shanoba, holding the speed advantage, directly abandoned it in favor of the most berserk thods; in a leap of crossing, her Flying Dragon Poison Tail deeply nailed into the opponent’s back like a hook, gripping tightly to prevent escape.
Though Flying Dragons can’t resist other venoms, they are immune to their own as well as fellow Flying Dragon Venom.
Her intention was not to poison the Flying Dragon King but to control him through this thod, subduing him with a riding approach, unleashing gnawing and clawing.
The Flying Dragon King knew the consequences, and rolled madly in the air; his Flying Dragon Poison Tail swung and stabbed like a whip, attempting to dislodge Shanoba from his back.
Shanoba’s aerial combat experience was extrely abundant, rolling with the Flying Dragon King, maintaining synchronized state, never giving him the chance to exploit aerial rolling power to dislodge her Flying Dragon Poison Sting, completely ignoring the stabbing of Flying Dragon Poison Sting.
Does absolute fairness even exist in this world?
She proactively abandoned the magic enhancent provided by Gaven, yet had no intent of forsaking the Regeneration Necklace; it could impart a regeneration ability rivaling that of a strong regeneration Troll, and after the Flying Dragon King’s Poison Tail pierced through her thick scale armor and Barbarian’s Damage Reduction, the inflicted damage was slower than her regeneration speed.
This Flying Dragon King clearly also wore Regeneration Gems, possessing decent regeneration ability, for Shanoba’s initial wound on him healed rapidly to visible condition.
The opportune Shanoba unleashed a Strong Acid Dragon Breath towards the Flying Dragon King’s upper body.
Offering him a strong acid rain, causing scales and muscles throughout his body to sizzle under corrosion.
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