The game has become a real alternate world Chapter 967 649: The Appointed Time Has Come

The night descends, and the pristine crescent moon rises slowly.

Gentle moonlight spills over the arena, casting a serene tranquility over the grounds.

The spatial rift on the platform still resides, with the faint sound of the Fallen Blade Dragon's breathing emanating from within.

The other dragons stand silently on various platforms, waiting patiently.

The agreed ti draws ever closer.

Previously, they had exchanged verbal barbs for quite so ti, and now weariness begins to seep in.

Betrayed, these dragons have gathered here to witness the demise of the Fallen Blade Dragon firsthand.

Bobo's scholars have set up various detection instrunts around.

"Can the arena's protective shield truly absorb the power generated within this battle completely?" a Night Watcher scholar couldn't help but ask.

His heart filled with concern, knowing that even the slightest leak of power could spell disaster for them.

After all, this is a top-tier clash between legendary powerhouses; even the tiniest escape of force could instantly obliterate the delicate instrunts they ticulously set up.

At that point, not only would data collection fail, but the precious equipnt would be lost as well.

"Do you know who constructed this?" Bugreit looked at him, countering.

"It was my kin. For the Star Realm Giant Dragon, as long as they live long enough and train their power slightly, reaching the Legendary Realm is quite easy.

"Which ans this arena has witnessed countless fierce battles of legendary dragons, including duels between dragons at the Legendary Peak. Trust us, we know far better than you do."

Hearing Bugreit's explanation, another scholar murmured in a low voice: "But this place hasn't been used for a thousand years. Isn't such a long ti enough for problems to arise?"

"Fool, think about the long lifespan of Star Realm Giant Dragons; is a millennium really a long ti for sothing they created?" a nearby scholar reprimanded.

Bugreit nodded, contentedly saying: "That's right, a thousand years is but a fleeting mont for a Star Realm Giant Dragon."

Rember, this arena was crafted by the Star Realm Giant Dragon itself, naturally using the finest materials and employing the most exquisite construction techniques.

Don't forget, even the fierce Evil God War in the past couldn't affect this place a bit, sufficiently proving its solidity and the tightness of its defenses. There's no need for undue worry.

Even the Fallen Blade Dragon chose to duel Kana here without fear, because of its firm belief in the safety of this place.

As the instrunts were set up, suddenly, a beam of moonlight descended from the sky, akin to a massive spotlight illuminating the entire venue.

This soft radiance carries no power, rely ensuring that everything in the arena is vividly displayed before everyone.

Kana slowly opened his eyes, rising from the platform where he was standing.

The ti has co.

All dragons perched on platforms rose, their massive bodies moving, echoing thunderous, booming sounds.

At this mont, the bustling scholars also understand that the crucial mont has arrived.

They hurriedly ran to their respective positions, guarding the instrunts, awaiting the start of this battle.

The essence of the Abyss surged from the rift, coalescing into a golden mysterious contract entwined with black and red forces.

An invisible force materialized out of thin air, enveloping Kana.

The power of the contract started to take effect.

Fallen Blade Dragon—Rinawus extended his sharp dragon claw, tightly gripping the edge of the rift, fiercely tearing outward.

Space was torn apart, the shrieking sound reverberating throughout the entire arena.

The rift expanded continuously, and a massive beast erged from within.

Thankfully, the arena is extraordinarily vast, so even this giant beast seems small in such a spacious venue.

"Just look at its form, truly wicked to the extre." A scholar couldn't help but exclaim.

Nearby, the scholar operating the imaging device rapidly captured it from every angle, missing no detail.

This Star Realm Blade Dragon, fallen into the Abyss, was akin to a living killing machine.

Its streamlined body was covered with tens of thousands of hexagonal blade scales; the tallic sheen pulsed with abyssal-tainted deep space purple hues, each scale's edge razor-sharp, seemingly capable of cleaving airflow effortlessly.

Underneath its head with an obsidian texture, the jaws opened, teeming with jagged fangs.

On its head, instead of the dual horns representing authentic Star Realm Giant Dragon, were six twisted spiral horns, drenched in blood-red runes.

This is the mark of corruption, the ironclad proof of its abyssal erosion, and the sha it can never wash away.

The ghostly purple soul fire flickering in its eye sockets reflected the ripples of space, and the corrosive saliva dripping on the ground instantly sizzled with black smoke.

Four pairs of blade wings, akin to shattered starships, unfolded thunderously, with the vibrating diamond-shaped blades issuing sharp resonant sounds that pierced space. Spinning psionic blades at the wing bone joints were more lethal than any other attack.

The front limbs, mutated into giant scythes, were covered with dinsional rifts, and the chain blades of dark energy left purple afterimages in the air as they swung.

The powerful, slender tail swung, casting a sharp blade light, with a tip fashioned from abyssal crystals dragging a trail of darkness that consud the light.

Crimson cracks pulsated on its body like veins, the shadows tendrils sprouting in the gaps between its scales, along with the tallic black fog spewing forth, all indicating the abyss's invasion.

The once sacred star patterns had long since twisted and transford, reduced to a fallen state.

Seeing this hideous form, the surrounding Star Realm Giant Dragons, eagerly awaiting its demise, uttered roars laced with threat.

"Look at your current form, you disgraceful creature!" The Earth Dragon bellowed ominously.

"Utterly hideous, thoroughly repulsive."

Bugreit, gazing upon this scene, felt uncomfortable all over, almost ready to unleash a beam of dazzling breath.

The Undead Dragon and Sky Dragon looked at it, equally filled with contempt, their faces marked with revulsion and animosity.

"It seems the abyss has corroded you to this extent; this duel is evidently your last straw of salvation. Even though the Void crisis has yet to descend, you're nearly a beast enslaved by the abyss." Kana spoke, leaping into the arena.

By this ti, the Blade Dragon, now stretching inside the arena and emitting terrified roars, quivered its body.

The structures on its body, akin to weapons, shone lethal gleams amidst the shaking.

"Shut up! As long as I kill you and obtain that legacy, I can naturally rid myself of this form."

Evidently, it dared not appear openly, due to its extre aversion to its current form.

A pale blue thin light screen slowly climbed from the arena's edge.

The light screen ascended to thousands of ters above the arena, ensuring that the power generated during the fight would hardly spread to the surroundings, mostly just ascending skyward.

And once the force ascended, it would be directed by special magical vortexes above to the sky or outside the mountains, causing no impact on the viewing stands.

This massive Giant Dragon Arena, despite a thousand years of inactivity, still operated normally amid the observations.

More links projected down from the sky.

It was the power from the world.

The world permits the Abyss's intrusion and acknowledges this death match contract.

Now, this battle is sanctioned by both worlds, and only one's death will conclude this struggle.