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Chapter 560, Section 558: [The Heart of the Dragon] (Please Subscribe)
The deaths of two legends seemed to shroud the world in a layer of blood, faint and hazy, causing the world to lose its color.

In that chaos, on the altar, the coffin lid was pushed open a little more, and another bat's sharp claws stretched out and lay on the edge of the stone coffin.

Demigods are naturally powerful, but because they are so powerful individually, it is quite difficult for them to enter a plane.

It's like a very fat person trying to squeeze through a narrow alley; it takes much more effort than for an ordinary person.

Even so, this was only possible because of Grand Duke Toledo's prior preparations, and because this was a demiplane, not the prime material plane.

Otherwise, it will be ten times more troublesome.

However, a demigod is a demigod; with just one hand, he can easily defeat a legend.

Now, as the second claw gripped the edge of the stone coffin, the outside world trembled, rocks flew everywhere, and another blood-red claw burst from the ground.

The two blood claws stood there between heaven and earth, and just looking at them from afar was enough to make one's breath catch in their throat.

Above the sky, a group of legendary powerhouses, without saying a word, turned a corner and fled out of the plane, their movements perfectly synchronized.

If I can't beat them, can't I just run away?

The dimensional barrier's protection has always been external, not internal; in other words, it's not easy for you to get in.

But getting out isn't actually that difficult!

As long as it can break through the pull of the plane and survive in a vacuum, that's enough.

Of course, the worst thing about traveling in the stars is getting lost. If you can't find your way back, then you're in big trouble.

Therefore, most legendary powerhouses either explore and advance along the edge of a plane, or they have a unique method of positioning themselves.

These dark legends before us are all seasoned veterans, having undertaken countless astral journeys.

In their view, once they enter the Astral Plane, the world is their oyster, and they can come and go as they please. What can you do to them?

The one who escaped the fastest was the bard from hell. He played his flute, distorted space, disappeared, and reappeared, his height constantly rising.

Unfortunately, no matter how good their ideas are, they still need the vampire prince's approval.

Suddenly, a blood-red claw shot into the sky and snatched the blood moon in its hand.

The blood moon disappeared, and the world suddenly darkened, as if plunged into eternal night.

Only the remaining claw seemed to radiate a bloody light, its movements clearly visible.

With a flick of his fingers, sharp claws pierced the air, countless blood vessels spreading out and embedding themselves into the void, seemingly extending into the distance.
Then, its sharp claws suddenly clenched.

There was no great fanfare, but in the sky above, the bard of hell's expression changed drastically.

He felt as if his entire body was bearing the weight of ten thousand pounds, and no matter how much he activated the magic power within him, he couldn't counteract it.

The distance he distorted in space became shorter and shorter, even shorter than walking.

The dimensional barrier seemed within reach, but he knew clearly that this short distance was like an insurmountable chasm.

He looked around again and saw that all the legends were in the same state, their figures frozen, like tortoises crawling.

"No!"

This roar was filled with his resentment and unwillingness. Looking down at the pair of blood-red claws and the legendary soul swaying on them, his eyes flashed with madness.

"Fight!"

"spell!"

"At worst, we'll fight to the death!"

"Since He is unwilling to let us leave, can we just surrender and let Him kill us?"

"Either way, we're going to die, we have to bite off a piece of his flesh!"

"Then come on!"

"Those of you below should also unite. At this critical moment, we must put aside our prejudices and work together to fight the enemy!"

“I’ll go and tell him. I’ve met that old dragon a few times and dealt with him before.”

Legends are legends; they can scheme and plot against each other in ordinary times.

Those who achieve legendary status are not ordinary people; they are all ruthless individuals who fight their way up step by step.

When there is no way out, they never lack the courage to fight to the death.

In just a few words, they expressed their attitude, then turned around in unison, their auras rising, their domains fully activated, and they swooped down.

Meanwhile, in the ground command center, Roy reacted even faster.

Almost at the very moment the blood-red hand covered the moon, he suddenly darted out, leaving a trail of afterimages, and flashed to the vicinity of the teleportation portal.

Then, a surge of fighting spirit swept through, and the four people who were about to step into it immediately retreated.

The four people practically lunged into the teleportation array, and in the next instant, the array flickered, magic surged wildly, and then exploded into countless fragments that shot out in all directions.

Luo Yi's fighting spirit surged, transforming into a shield that stood in front, protecting everyone.

But when the aftershocks subsided, and people looked at the ground again, the blood moon fragments had fallen and lost their luster.

Looking up again, he saw the legendary figures who had suddenly appeared and chuckled, "You saw that, didn't you?"

“Ordinary soldiers can escape if they want, and even a fourth-tier calamity is nothing to him. But legends are his prey, and none of them will get away.”

"So, we're in a desperate situation, there's nothing more to say!"

"Fight!"

"Only by fighting with all our might and defeating this vampire prince can we possibly survive!"

As Luo Yi spoke, she looked up and saw the legend descending from the sky, his eyes blazing with madness and fighting spirit.

He always knew that in such an extraordinary world, one should not expect to be safe forever, nor should one expect to be able to calculate everything.

Ultimately, there will be times when you can't predict the future. In those times, it's not a contest of people's hearts or power; only the sword in your hand can cleave through all enemies. As he spoke, he strode out, his aura rising, as if he were about to break through the air and disappear.

"and many more!"

An aged voice rang out; it was the red dragon Virgil who spoke, his face grim and his expression incredibly conflicted.

Seeing the many legends looking at him, he suddenly looked up, stared at Luo Yi, and asked, "Tell me the truth, how many secret sacred techniques have you mastered?"

Luo Yi hesitated for a moment, then decisively said, "Fourteen gates!"

When these numbers were announced, even seasoned legends were left speechless and incredulous.

Even the ancient red dragon, who was prepared, had a look on its face that said, "You're a monster."

"how did you do that?"

These were the words that came out of his mouth, but the next second, he waved his hand and said, "Never mind, this is not important!"
The important question is, how long has it been since you dared to unleash all your divine skills? And how long has it been since you fought with all your might?

Luo Yi pursed her lips: "It's been a long time, hasn't it? Even when facing the legendary mage, 'Blackfire' Farin, I don't need to go all out anymore."

"Yes, but it's not just that you're unwilling, it's also that you're afraid."

Having so many sacred skills, if you were to activate them all at the same time, the pressure on your body and soul would be too great, too great for you to bear!
Ultimately, you're nothing more than a fourth-tier Calamity, not even a Legendary.

Luo Yi remained silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

That's right, up to now, there's no one worth having all his holy skills unlocked, not even legendary ones.

But upon closer reflection, it's rather strange that he didn't even try.

That's because subconsciously, he just doesn't want to do it.

Suddenly looking up, Luo Yi looked at the red dragon Virgil and asked, "You're bringing this up now because there's a solution?"

"Have!"

Red Dragon Virgil seemed to have made up his mind: "Since your body can't handle it, then I'll find a way to help you share the burden."

It will empower you to unleash all your divine skills, even pushing them to their limits.

As he said this, he added with a smile, "So, would you like to learn another sacred skill?"

Luo Yi's mind raced, and her eyes widened suddenly: "Sacred Technique [Heart of the Dragon]?"

"Would you be willing to enter into a human-dragon symbiosis contract with me, hoping for a glimmer of hope?"

"This isn't about whether I want to or not, it's about you..."

"What? You think I'm too old?"

"Of course not!"

As he spoke, the red dragon Virgil turned to look at the side and said, "The evil lich Vito Marquez, you see the situation. I need you to buy me some time!"

There, without anyone noticing, another person had appeared.

He was draped in a long, floor-length magic robe, his head was as thin as skin and bones, only his eyes burned with the fire of his soul.

It was that legendary lich.

His soulfire flickered, revealing his unease. He first looked at Loy, and finally fixed his gaze on the red dragon Virgil.

"I never imagined that the great End of Incineration would seek a master for itself?!"

Virgil the Red Dragon roared in fury: "You think I wanted this?"

"That's the situation now. You don't want to die, and I don't want to die either, so we can only try our best to survive!"

The lich asked again, "Is there really a chance?"

"This is the best solution I can think of. Are you willing to take the gamble?"

"Hehehe, you're willing to be his mount, what wouldn't I be afraid to gamble on?"

"Then give us time, enough time to complete the contract."

"Yes, but they must join us."

The evil lich was of course referring to Duke and Duchess Cullen and the tree-shepherd Groot. The red dragon Virgil didn't speak either, but just looked at them and said, "If you want to live, you have no choice but to fight to the death!"

The Karens exchanged a glance, gritted their teeth, and said, "Okay."

Groot, the tree shepherd, nodded slightly and said, "There will definitely be enough time!"

"Let's go then!"

As they spoke, the evil lich drifted away as if weightless, carried by the wind, causing ripples in the space as it moved at an extremely fast speed.

The Karen couple transformed into bats, flapping their wings and flying away. In mid-air, their crimson domains opened, overlapped, and then spread outwards at the fastest speed.

As for Groot the Tree Shepherd, he simply vanished from his spot, and then his true form began to move.

Standing ten meters tall, wearing a crown, it strode forward, with countless trees giving way as if welcoming a king.

Everyone had left, and the place became quiet. Luo Yi blinked and asked, "Speaking of which, after we get out, can I brag about being a dragon knight?"

Red Dragon Virgil rolled his eyes and said, "What do you mean by bragging? You clearly are. Remember this: Green Dragon Knight Quentin is nothing but a little brother in front of you."

However, I must make this clear to you: my Kintil is still mine, and you absolutely cannot touch them.

"Don't worry, from now on, my gold is yours, and what's yours will still be yours."

You know Raymond Bank, right? I'll build you a dragon's nest, you can go inside and sleep on top of the gold."

"That's pretty much it."

Virgil the Red Dragon nodded in satisfaction and said, "In that case, let's begin!"

(End of this chapter)