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Chapter 218: "Fighting" the Superior Dragon

The shattered ice wall turned into countless fragments, but these fragments were not bound by gravity and fell to the ground. Instead, they floated in the air and pointed their sharp sides at Mo Hao.

Then countless sharp fragments burst towards Mo Hao, forming an icy storm.

Under the bombardment of countless ice spikes, even steel would be turned into slag.

However, the ice spikes that were powerful enough to pierce steel were defeated by a layer of blood-colored shield. When any ice spikes hit the shield, they would mysteriously melt into the blood, and the blood color would become lighter and lighter.

"Conclusion 1: We can use non-dragon language magic and the dragon race's own abilities to change their race, thus becoming immune to targeting."

"Response conclusion two, on the premise of being immune to the target, increase the distance and consume the opponent from a distance."

Sandri flew backwards with a normal expression, and at the same time, the altitude was constantly increasing. He was unable to use the dragon-specific abilities and dragon language magic, but this did not pose a problem for the upper dragon.

Even when using common magic, Sandri is still a master-level spellcaster.

But as soon as Sandri's body floated into the air, several fierce and poisonous sword energies blocked the space for escape. The blood-red sword energy was violent and bloodthirsty, like a pack of wolves chasing blood and biting towards their prey.

Sandri was no mediocre person either. He was good at using magic and was always a superior dragon. He clenched his right fist and punched out continuously, directly detonating the sword energy.

The moment the sword energy exploded, a blood mist filled the air, obscuring the vision while the temperature of the surrounding environment began to rise rapidly.

A whirlwind rose up and blew away the blood mist, but in the short time when the vision was blocked, Mo Hao had already drawn his sword and rushed over to kill.

So fast!

That level of explosive power has already exceeded the limits of what the human race should have.

Mo Hao swung his sword down on his head, and it seemed that Sandri would be cut in half. Then, a gleam of light flashed in Sandri's eyes, and a huge shield suddenly appeared between his head and the sword.

It was a collection of dragons, a shield that was once known as a "city wall", a masterpiece of dwarven craftsmanship.

The clash between sword and shield caused a muffled sound, and Mo Hao only felt his wrist numb from the recoil force.

At the same time, there is a force that goes straight into the body along the arm, causing damage to the internal organs.

However, not long after this power entered his body, it was completely swallowed up by Mo Hao's own energy system.

"Hahaha, Thorn Halo? You want to compete with me in health?!"

Mo Hao took half a step back. This was not a sign of being defeated, but a preparation for accumulating strength for the next round of more violent outburst.

The next moment, the sword shadows surged like waves, without the need for any moves or to pay attention to anything else.

The only thing Mo Hao needed to do was to use all his strength to smash the sword in his hand forward.

Ten strikes, a hundred strikes, a thousand strikes...

In a short period of time, the shield was bombarded with thousands of blows. Only a shattering sound was heard, and then the [city wall] treasured by the dragon turned into countless fragments.

Mo Hao was seriously injured by the recoil of the shield, but being injured has never been a negative state for him.

Being injured is a sign of a Berserker's increased strength.

He stretched out his left hand forward, and suddenly a huge suction force was created, causing Sandri's body to fly towards Mo Hao uncontrollably.

Mo Hao's left hand was covered in blood, turning into a hideous ghost hand.

The ghost hand grabbed Sandri's head, and Sandri only felt that his blood and brain matter were being absorbed by something.

Then the suction force of the ghost hand suddenly reversed, turning into an enormous impact that blasted Sandri out.

The humanoid dragon only felt that his brain was under an unbearable attack. As his body flew backwards, he was in a daze and had difficulty controlling his body. He could only let his flying body smash the trees and rocks along the way, and then plow deep and straight marks on the ground.

At the moment when the opponent flew backwards, Mo Hao did not attack abnormally, but looked at his left hand which had turned into a ghost hand in surprise. And the move he just used was clearly the Berserker's exclusive skill [Soul Devouring Hand].

And in the next moment, as the blood in his body began to surge, it also brought him the same information.

After passing [Blood Burning], his blood strength has reached the peak level of a Berserker, and the skills possessed by the Berserker itself are also unlocked.

Or it should be said that reaching the Berserker's peak blood level has already completed half of the Berserker's skill system. The rest depends on whether Mo Hao himself has the mind to use it.

Mo Hao's ghost hand slashed at the Dragon Killing Destruction Sword, and blood gushed out, dyeing the sword red, and began to burn with bloody flames.

At this time, because of the strong impact on his brain, Sandri was still struggling to control his body.

"Run! I pressed the wrong button!"

Saying words that no one in this world knew, Mo Hao jumped high into the air, holding a blood-red sword and slashing towards Sandri like a meteor.

Relying on the dragon's powerful body, Sandri controlled his body before the big sword hit him and jumped back to avoid the powerful sword.

The greatsword hit the ground and immediately created a shock wave that spread in all directions. The ground cracked and the cracks spread outward like a spider web.

This kind of excessive force of chopping can cause serious consequences if it fails to hit the target.

In mild cases, the offense and defense can be changed, and in severe cases, you will have to take a series of combos.

But just when Sandri tried to fight back and inflicted heavy damage on Mo Hao, he felt a smile on the other party's face!

"Hey!"

The cracks in the cracked ground were filled with blood, and then more than a dozen blood-colored sword auras carrying flames shot up into the sky and turned into huge pillars of sword energy.

Collapse of mountains and splitting of the earth!!!
Bloody sword energy, bloody flames, everything in front of Sandri's eyes was covered in blood, and the only feeling left in his brain at this moment was: pain!
It hurts so much!
Endless pain poured into his brain like a flood, destroying the defense line of Sandri's consciousness. It was the anger and wailing of the undead who died at the hands of Mo Hao.

A column of blood shot up into the sky, madly splitting Sandri's body. Even with the tough body of a dragon, he could only be cut and dismembered in front of the column of blood.

Finally, Sandri could no longer bear this kind of damage. With a dragon roar, a huge upper dragon reappeared under the blue sky.

Although Sandri changed back to dragon form, he still maintained magic to change his own race to avoid being targeted by the Dragon Destruction Swordsman.

He spread his wings and wanted to fly away from the battlefield.

He could see that Mo Hao couldn't fly, and mobility was his weakness.

Sandri, who was flapping his wings and running for his life with his back to the sun, suddenly discovered that there was something huge behind him blocking the sunlight.

Is it a dark cloud?

Do not!
It was an extremely huge figure, a body large enough to block out the sunlight.

Is that... a Titan?
Sandri immediately thought of the Titans, who are also one of the dominant races.

But he guessed wrong.

Not a Titan, but a Gigantic Ape!

Giant ape fist!

Mo Hao's body became extremely huge. He stretched out his hand towards Sandri and grasped the dragon's body with his right hand.

Then he exerted force with his palm and crushed the upper dragon to death in his hand.

(End of this chapter)