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Chapter 355 Assassination of the King (Part 3)
Words of Power: Heaven and Earth as a Furnace!
Norton's will was as if it were materialized, and the unparalleled 'bronze' authority was displayed to its fullest extent.

Molten bronze, like boiling magma, carrying extreme heat, poured down from above, and any creature engulfed by it would undoubtedly perish.

Chu Zihang had no intention of sitting idly by and waiting to die. Although he had lost his mind, his killing instinct allowed him to better utilize the power of his current body. With Murasame's sword at his side, his bulging muscles, swollen to the extreme, exhaled boiling, scorching air with each breath.

Norton, hovering in the sky, watched the boy below who was assuming a sword-drawing stance, his crimson-gold pupils revealing a faint indifference.

In the next instant, a jet-black arc of light cleaved through the void, accompanied by a towering shockwave.

The bronze 'waterfall' cascading down from above was abruptly cut in half. Chu Zihang, standing in front of the bronze palace, suddenly exerted his strength, his figure instantly breaking through the barriers, dragging along the rolling wind and air waves. His sharp sword momentum remained undiminished as he continued to charge towards the bronze king in mid-air.

As Norton watched Chu Zihang approaching at breakneck speed, his golden eyes turned cool. He made a grasping motion with one hand, and the molten bronze slurry, under his will, was shaped into giant swords tens of meters long.

"Die like this, you half-breed who embarked on the 'path to godhood'."

The moment the words fell, Norton swung his hand down, like an ancient king judging the living, unleashing divine punishment on the sinner who had offended his majesty: "Word of Power - Sword Control!"

Boom boom boom! ! !
The bronze giant sword, tens of meters long, glowed red and hot under the high temperature, like a series of falling meteors.

Chu Zihang, suspended in mid-air with nowhere to grab onto, had clearly cornered himself. Gazing at the falling bronze giant swords, he let out a furious roar.

His arm muscles bulged to their limit, the Murasame sword forged from superalloy lay horizontally beside him, his violent eyes fixed on the dozens of bronze giant swords falling from the sky. He swung them with unstoppable momentum, their sharp and chilling blade light like a crescent moon hanging in the bronze city, representing the ultimate peak of hybrid races.

Boom!

The dark blade flashed upwards, drawing a chilling arc of light from the crescent moon.

The moment it collided with dozens of bronze giant swords, a deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth were being reborn, accompanied by a powerful gust of wind and shockwaves from the explosion, instantly enveloped the vast space.

laugh--!
The vast lake was irrigated with bronze molten metal, which immediately created a large amount of steam.

The water was raised to a high temperature and then rapidly cooled by the lake water, instantly generating a large amount of scalding hot air waves. The shock wave that followed swept and spread, and the water droplets mixed with bronze fragments cut through the air like bullets, producing a piercing sonic boom.

"not good!"

Nono's pupils constricted, and she quickly lunged to the ground to avoid being affected.

The bronze fragments whistled past like shrapnel, many embedding themselves in her skin, leaving Nono covered in wounds.

In a battle of this magnitude, there was absolutely no chance to intervene. Watching the Dragon King and Chu Zihang, who were completely disregarding their own lives and fighting each other fiercely, Nuonuo felt a profound sense of powerlessness for the first time in her life. She could only stand aside and watch like a wooden doll.

No. There must be other things she can do!
Nono turned her gaze to the bronze temple, rallied her spirits, and gritted her teeth, whispering, "I also have a task that I must complete!"

the other side.

The bronze-forged giant sword was shattered, and Chu Zihang, using the broken bronze sword, accelerated once more in mid-air, rushing straight towards Norton.

Only then did a ripple finally appear in the depths of Norton's cold, golden eyes: "A mere half-blood... actually managed to get this far?"

In a life-or-death struggle, even a moment's distraction can be fatal. Perhaps a thousand years had worn down the Dragon King's fighting instincts; his movements faltered for a mere half-second. It was this brief half-second that Chu Zihang keenly seized upon. Whoosh!
Murasame's sharp blade sliced ​​across Samson's dragon body on the right wing, sending countless sparks flying.

Feeling the vibration transmitted from the blade, Chu Zihang roared, gripped the hilt of Murasame tightly, and instantly poured immense power into the blade.

As the blade sliced ​​into flesh, and with Chu Zihang's dragging motion, Murasame cleanly severed the dragon bones and scales, which were as hard as steel. Then, a complete dragon wing was also cut off.

A blood-curdling scream echoed across the vast bronze temple.

Wow!
The highly poisonous dragon blood splashed down, like a sacrifice offered to the Dragon King.

Bathed in dragon blood, Chu Zihang and Norton both plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground. The impact shook the bronze temple, causing large sections of the steps to collapse and break.

Norton crawled out of the ruins, one of his wings broken off, preventing him from flying again. But the anger that had been building up in his heart was even greater, his pupils surging with hatred and rage. He, a dignified dragon king, had actually had a wing cut off by a mere half-blood. What a disgrace!

boom!
A thunderclap exploded from the ground!
Using Samson's body, Norton displayed his power to the fullest. His massive body was like a bulldozer, causing the ground several meters around him to suddenly collapse and then expand outwards in the shockwave.

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, and large fragments of bronze flew in all directions like hidden weapons!

At the same time, Norton, like an arrow released from a bow, smashed through the layers of air walls and collided with Chu Zihang, who was also roaring towards him.

boom!
A deep, loud sound exploded in front of the shattered bronze temple.

Under the sudden gust of wind, jagged cracks spread out, centered on the two dragons, turning the surrounding area into a mess, mixed with broken bronze and dust, like two curtains drawn up from the ground.

The energy surged wildly, and the wind roared!
This time, Chu Zihang was at a disadvantage. His body was knocked backward, and he only managed to stop by using the help of the village rain to plow a patch of dazzling sparks into the bronze ground.

Before he could regain his balance, the ancient dragon script chanting echoed all around him. The moment the last syllable fell, raging flames, carrying intense heat, engulfed the figure.

Word of Power: Lord's Flame!
The power and destructive force of the Word of Power cast by Norton himself are on another level!

In an instant, Chu Zihang was severely injured by the terrifying explosion. Large pieces of dragon scales were peeled off, and he was like a broken rag doll, tumbling down the stairs with splattered blood.

"It's over. The hybrid who embarked on the path to godhood."

Norton stood at the edge of the steps, looking down at the beast that seemed to have fallen to earth, chanting solemn and ancient dragon script.

In an instant, immeasurable amounts of fire element were gathering at an extremely explosive speed. Soon, it was almost visible to the naked eye that the fire element gathering around it reflected in the real world, presenting an extremely pure and blazing radiance, like a rising sun!

Perhaps due to the severe injuries, Chu Zihang briefly regained consciousness.

Gazing at the sphere of light atop the bronze temple, radiating endless brilliance and heat like a blazing sun, seemingly capable of evaporating everything, an ominous thought arose in his mind.

"This Word of Power... could it be Sequence No. 114, the ultimate Word of Power of the King of Bronze and Fire: Zhulong?!"

The ability to gather such a massive amount of fire element was completely beyond Chu Zihang's comprehension.

No, or rather, only the legendary world-destroying power of the Word of Power 'Candle Dragon' could produce such an astonishing phenomenon!
(End of this chapter)