The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 1009 Dragon Power Transforms into Wings!

Ocrean Ryukin's attack struck Ghidorah's wing precisely to extinguish its hope of escape! A creature without wings isn't a dragon; it's a lizard!

As the dragon race with the most chaotic attributes, they have no fixed attributes; at the moment of birth, they are randomly given three different attributes! Ghidorah's physical body is unusually not particularly strong, and this combination of three elemental dragons with top-tier melee combat abilities is surprisingly a pure magic-based build! Because of their three heads, Ghidorah's casting speed is three times that of dragons of the same level! They can even cast spells individually from each head and then combine their dragon language magic into a combined spell!
Okrian Ryukin couldn't guarantee that one strike would sever all three dragon heads, so he opted for the safer wing-severing strategy! After all, it was the empire that dealt with dragons the most; if others didn't know how to slay dragons, wouldn't Lagrang be an expert?
"..." Watching Ghidorah Okrian Ryukin, who had sealed his wounds with flames, take a step in the void and swing his longsword in a simple manner, without the slightest aura leaking out, but the cold light on the blade was so sharp that it hurt one's eyes and brows!
"Sword Dance!" Now it's Oakrian Ryukin's turn to activate his buff. After all, everyone has the buff, and whoever activates it the slowest will suffer! Just now, Archduke Oakrian Yasuo suffered from this, mistaking Ghidorah's two enhanced states for his attack's opening move, unaware that this guy had been holding back his true ultimate move for a long time!

"Boom!" Before Oakrian Ryukin could make another move, a black and white dragon arm phantom flashed out in the next second, sending Ghidorah flying hundreds of meters away with a single blow!
"Damn it! I almost got caught off guard! If I hadn't had my Wind Blade with me, I would have been killed by this guy!" Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo rushed out, looking disheveled, and complained to Okrian Ryukin.

"...You...you're not dead?" Oakrian Ryukin's icy aura instantly froze, then immediately crumbled.

"Damn it! Okrian Yasuo! Are you trying to kill me?! If you don't want to live, don't drag me down with you!" Okrian Ryujin gritted his teeth as he looked at the disheveled Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo. He had thought Yasuo was dead and wanted to avenge him! That sword strike was the best he had ever delivered in his life!

"What a fine sword!" Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo first gave him a thumbs up to indicate that the sword was very cool, and then stood in front of Okrian Ryukin.

"Don't get too close! This King Ghidorah is a combination of wind, fire, and lightning! If it erupts, we'll suffer a huge loss!" Grand Duke Oakrian Yaso said with lingering fear.

"How come you're not dead? Then let me ask you, how come you're not dead?" Oakrian Ryukin asked with a mixture of disdain and curiosity.

"The Gale Blade saved my life! Luckily I've been holding it all along!" Archduke Oakrian Yasuo said through gritted teeth, brandishing the now somewhat tarnished Gale Blade in his hand, still shaken.

"Is this some kind of get-out-of-jail-free card?" Oakrian Ryukin raised an eyebrow, realizing that things were not so simple.

"Almost! The Gale Blade is full! It can't absorb any more energy!" Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo said with lingering fear. He had been forced to use his Blade of Despair the moment they met. If Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo hadn't had a Blade of Despair equipped, he would have been taken down by a single basic attack!
What? You look down on forbidden spells? You've used countless forbidden spells since the beginning, but with few results? Forbidden spells can't kill a sixth-tier opponent? That's because they're facing opponents of equal rank. Those who can unleash forbidden spells possess power as immense as the spells themselves! How could someone prepared be taken down in one move by someone of the same rank? Besides, forbidden spells weren't designed for sixth-tier brawls… Aside from a few single-target spells, most are primarily used to gain battlefield advantage! A single speck of dust from a sixth-tier opponent is like a mountain to a lower-tier opponent!

“His wings are gone! Don’t worry about him playing guerrilla warfare; just think about how to wear down a dragon!” Oakrian Ryukin frowned.

"I'm not so sure!" Grand Duke Oakrian Yasuo said worriedly. Did these guys really think the Sword Saint was some kind of high-attack, high-defense class? Don't be fooled by Grand Duke Oakrian Yasuo's hype about his Dragon Master class; he's still fundamentally a Sword Saint! The high-attack, low-defense nature remains unchanged!

“Pure magic dragons are no easier to deal with than melee combat…” Archduke Oakrian Yaso said with some worry. After all, compared to those dragons with maxed-out melee abilities, Ghidorah’s terrifying magical pulling ability was more frightening to Archduke Oakrian Yaso. Without dragon knights to restrain them, the feeling of being mentally insignificant when facing such a colossal dragon was extremely oppressive for two sixth-tier dragons!

“He doesn’t even have wings anymore! What threat could he possibly pose?” Oakrian Ryukin asked, puzzled. “Boom!” A thunderous roar from the sky instantly made Oakrian Ryukin break out in a cold sweat.

“…This…” Oakrian Ryukin looked at Grand Duke Oakrian Yaso beside him and spoke with difficulty.

"Run!" Grand Duke Oakrian Yaso shouted.

"Damn it!" Oakrian Ryukin stared in horror at the lightning serpents spreading across the sky!
"It's just that its wings are broken! It's not dead! Run! Run in the opposite direction!" Grand Duke Oakrian Yaso roared. Ghidorah is still a dragon even without its wings! It has only lost the ability to fly, not that it has no means of attack!

“You should cut off his wind-elemental head!” Grand Duke Oakrian Yaso shouted.

The two swung on the wind, their speed enhanced by their skills, making it seem as if their feet barely touched the ground as they sped along, carried by the wind element.

"Why?" Oakrian Ryukin asked, puzzled. But his doubts soon vanished, for a mournful roar came from behind him. Turning around, he saw that the severed left wing of the Ghidorah was emanating streaks of azure dragon energy, weaving into a wind elemental skeleton! Then, raging flames clung to it, transforming into wings, with chains of lightning binding the flames within a fixed space to prevent them from dissipating! And so, before Oakrian Ryukin's astonished eyes, the Ghidorah grew wings composed of three types of dragon energy!

"Damn it! What the hell!" Oakrian Ryukin exclaimed in horror.

"Boom!" A torrent of blazing lightning grazed past the two of them, and Grand Duke Okrian Yasso could even smell the burnt smell of his own blond hair.

"By the Dragon God! He's flying!" Oakrian Ryukin watched in disbelief as the enormous creature staggered into the air. Though its form was wobbly, it did not prevent it from successfully returning to the sky.

"Help!" Oakrian Ryukin's face turned pale, as if his previous ferocity had been fake, and he instantly flung Grand Duke Oakrian Yasuo behind him.

"Your Highness! Block it!" Oakrian Ryukin cried out for help, for he had already felt the death lock-on from Ghidorah's gaze! A sixth-tier being could perceive such undisguised killing intent far too easily; Oakrian Ryukin knew without even looking who that killing intent was locked onto.

"I'll block it with my head! The Gale Blade can't absorb energy anymore!" Grand Duke Oakrian Yasuo shouted, breaking his defenses, and at the same time, he swung his arms and ran away.

"Try to save him! That thing can fly now! Dragon God! His flight is stable now?" Oakrian Ryukin's vision went black. The King Ghidorah that was just wobbling was now flying steadily!