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On the abyss plain.

The Night's Watch and the Holy Spirits began a large-scale battle with the demons.

The Night's Watch horde gathered together, like a sharp dagger forged from will and steel, and with General Leilia's roar, plunged fiercely into the heart of the demonic tide.

This battle-hardened team, their armor cracked but their eyes sharp, displayed astonishing teamwork.

After the full impact, the Night's Watch quickly adjusted their formation.

The Holy Oath Defenders at the forefront instantly formed a solid mobile barrier, their tower shields slamming heavily into the scorched earth, forcefully withstanding the frenzied attacks of the lesser demons and horned demons.

Immediately afterwards, the Radiant Knights Legion transformed into an unstoppable torrent of light, and the iron hooves of the Holy Chocobo shattered the demon's bone armor.

They chanted, "In the name of the glorious oath, purify the chaos!"

The "holy piercing array" composed of spears formed a huge energy drill in front, and wherever it passed, low-level demons were instantly vaporized and annihilated like wax figures thrown into a furnace.

Twenty-five thousand people, such coordination is unheard of.

They forcefully carved a path, burning with the flames of order, through a wall of flesh and blood.

The Radiant Archers flapped their wings in the air, their tracking spears precisely striking the berserkers and Floods that were trying to fill the gap from the flanks or rear. Each explosion was accompanied by the demons' screams and flying limbs.

The Night Watch warriors followed closely behind, wielding the Abyss Arbiter's blade to reap the remaining enemies stunned by the charge, while the roar of the Miniature Holy Light Hand Cannons purified the polluted air.

The Dark Corruption Spirits infiltrated the chaotic demon horde caused by the tearing apart of their formation like phantoms. Their shadow spears silently pierced the demons' vital points or corroded their magical cores, triggering deeper panic and infighting.

This blade of order, carrying the will of the sacrificed and the resolve of the living, steadfastly pierces towards the core of the demonic formation—the chaotic pit.

Every now and then, blinding bolts of lightning would fall from the gray sky, striking the most densely populated areas of demons on the ground with pinpoint accuracy.

The demons that were directly hit instantly turned to ash, while those around them were paralyzed by the powerful electric current, convulsing and collapsing, creating a brief vacuum for the ground troops.

This was Burgrete, who had fused with the power of the [Thunder Spine] divine spear, providing support to the ground battlefield amidst the fierce fighting.

Looking up through the falling electric light.

The two giant dragons engaged in a breathtaking battle in the sky.

One of them was covered in leaping blue-white lightning, each flash illuminating its massive body, forged from mithril and adamantite and flowing with alchemical runes.

The cold gleam of metal and the fiery intensity of lightning blend perfectly, creating the image of the alchemical dragon, Bugret.

Fighting fiercely with Bugret was an abyssal dragon that exuded sulfur and the stench of the abyss, its body covered with purplish-black bone spurs.

"Pathetic crawler."

The voice of the abyssal dragon was like two rough rocks rubbing together, full of malice and contempt.

"You couldn't even preserve your true dragon body, and could only cling to life with a wisp of your remnant soul, even stuffing your soul into this piece of broken scrap metal. A disgrace to the dragon race. I truly feel sorry for you."

Although the Abyssal Dragons have completely fallen into the abyss, to some extent they still believe they are true dragons.

Although the other astral dragons do not acknowledge it.

It roared, its massive body twisting violently in mid-air. Its tail, covered in jagged bone spikes, was like a battering sledge, tearing through the air with heat enough to melt rocks, and slamming into Bugret's side.

This strike was powerful and heavy, as if it would completely pierce and melt the alchemical body.

However, in the split second before the lava tail was about to strike, the rear half of Bugret's alchemical body emitted a dense and rapid mechanical transmission sound.

The body structure covered with scale-like armor deformed, assembled, and recombined in an instant.

A thick, oval-shaped scale shield, covered with energy-conducting grooves, instantly formed at the point of impact, as if it were alive.

boom--.

The lava tail hammer slammed into the scale shield with tremendous force, unleashing a deafening roar and blinding sparks.

The scorching air blasts scattered, the runes on the scale shield flashed violently, and it was dented and deformed by the impact, even developing tiny cracks, but it was ultimately not penetrated.

Biglett's body only swayed slightly from the enormous impact.

"Humph."

Burghret's dragon cry carried a chilling sarcasm.

Almost at the same instant the parry was completed, the tip of his dragon tail, composed of countless intricate components, suddenly contracted, lengthened, and hardened.

The powerful ejection mechanism built into the tail is activated instantly.

A long, sharp, armor-piercing spike, crackling with blinding arcs of electricity, like the stinger of a scorpion, pierced through the abyssal dragon's prized black scales with a "sizzle" at a speed beyond visual perception, embedding itself deep into its flesh.

"Ugh."

The evil dragon of the abyss roared in pain.

Even more terrifying, the tip that pierced the flesh suddenly expanded and bloomed outwards like a mechanical flower.

Countless tiny barbs and energy spikes pierce deep into the surrounding muscle tissue, anchoring firmly.

Without any hesitation, Bugret, whose body had been fused with [Thunder Spine], unleashed astonishing speed. His wings folded, and his massive dragon body swooped down like a meteor.

At the same time, the chain at his tail suddenly tightened, and with a violent spiral tail swing, using the momentum of the downward rush and the pull of the tail chain, it was like performing a terrifying "over-the-shoulder throw".

"Get down."

Burghett roared.

The Abyss Dragon felt an irresistible force coming from its wound, causing it to lose its balance and be violently pulled down from the air.

It flapped its wings in vain, unable to stop its descent, like a boulder thrown by a catapult, crashing heavily into the scorched earth below.

Boom!

The earth trembled violently, and dust billowed into the sky, creating a huge crater.

Before the evil dragon in the smoke and dust could struggle to its feet, Bugret was already hovering in the air, its head tilted back, its mouth wide open, and the terrifying electrical energy accumulated deep in its throat instantly reached its peak.

The dragon head, which had been tilted back, suddenly stretched forward.

"Try this. Thunder Breath."

boom--.

A massive, blue-white plasma torrent, brimming with destructive power, was precisely channeled into the deep crater created by the abyssal dragon, guided by the chains.

The violent electric snakes raged, leaped, and exploded wildly in the smoke and dust.

The shrill, distorted howl of the abyssal dragon pierced through the thunder and echoed throughout the entire battlefield.

"Scrap metal?"

Bugret hovered in the air, his dragon eyes coldly looking down at the lightning-ravaged pit below, his voice filled with utter contempt.

"Pathetic abyssal maggot. You actually let my 'rubble' make you wail like a lesser demon whose tail has been stepped on?"
"I thought you self-degrading scum could be so resilient, but it turns out this little bit of pain is enough to make you cry for your parents."

"Cowards. Perhaps it is because cowardice and baseness are etched into your very bones that you choose to embrace the abyss? Pathetic traitors."

After he finished cursing, the huge metal dragon wings suddenly unfolded, and the adamantite skeleton under the wing membrane and the covering armor plates made a clanging sound as they deformed.

The two enormous dragon wings instantly extended, hardened, and sharpened, transforming into two giant ship-slaying swords that gleamed with cold light and crackled with electric arcs along their edges.

Bugret tucked his body together, like a rapidly spinning metal top, and spiraled down with a shriek that tore through the air.

The blade flashed like a bolt of lightning, slicing through the still-lingering smoke and dust.

Clang—.

The deafening clang of metal against metal was so loud it made people's eardrums ache.

The immense recoil from the blade made Bugret instantly realize that his attack had been blocked.

As expected. From within the thick smoke, a black breath, mixed with lava fragments and abyssal filth, exuding a foul stench and an aura of destruction, erupted violently like a volcanic eruption.

The target was Bugret, who had just finished his slash and was still adjusting his stance.

Biglett reacted with lightning speed.

The twin-winged giant blades instantly retracted, transforming back into flight mode, and the vector nozzles on its back erupted with dazzling blue-white plasma streams.

The massive alchemical dragon's body made an almost right-angled extreme change of direction in the air with incredible agility, narrowly missing the deadly lava breath.

The scorching heat scorched several pieces of armor on his tail.

Without pausing, its streamlined body, propelled by the fully opened nozzles, shot straight into the sky like an arrow, instantly widening the distance between them.

The abyssal dragon, amidst towering rage and billowing dust, also flew up from the deep pit in a disheveled state.

It was in a sorry state at that moment.

The huge wound on his side, torn open by Bugret's "Mechanical Flower," was a bloody mess, with filthy, foul-smelling, purplish-black dragon blood continuously spilling out like a stream, corroding the scorched earth and emitting hissing white smoke.

The membrane of one wing was also torn, making its flight posture no longer smooth.

Its eyes burned with a frenzied, blood-red light; chaos and rage completely dominated its consciousness.

"I will tear you to pieces, I will dismantle you into parts, and throw you into the most filthy furnace, to be forged in the fires of the abyss for millions of years. I will make you wail forever."

The abyssal dragon's voice trembled and became hoarse with extreme rage, uttering the most vicious curse.

From afar, Bugret let out a clear, cold laugh, full of mockery.

"Good heavens, listen to this useless barking. You can't even keep up with my shadow, you sluggish like a dying maggot."

"With your snail-like speed, you dare to talk about tearing me to pieces? That's utterly ridiculous. It seems you and your bunch of rotten mud masters are cut from the same cloth in terms of stupidity and absurdity."

The nozzle spewed out dazzling plasma again, and Bugret instantly transformed into a winding blue bolt of lightning, tracing a tricky arc in the air as he charged towards the enraged abyssal dragon.

It moved so fast that it left only a blur on the retina.

The abyssal dragon was completely enraged. It roared recklessly and charged forward, its huge lava claws outstretched, determined to crush the "iron lump" in front of it.

Just as the two dragons were about to collide violently, the main thrusters and attitude control nozzles on Bugret's back instantly reversed direction, bursting out with dazzling light.

The massive alchemical dragon body came to an abrupt stop at high speed, almost defying the laws of physics.

The immense inertia was neutralized by the ingenious vector propulsion system. At the same time, the deadly tail shot out again like a venomous snake.

The armor-piercing spikes, wreathed in high-voltage electric arcs, aimed directly at the dragon's relatively vulnerable waist and abdomen.

Having suffered a great loss once, the Abyss Dragon's pupils shrank sharply. It forcibly twisted its body and unleashed all its power to dodge.

In a perilous moment, the deadly tip grazed its damaged scales, sending sparks flying.

"sad."

Burghert's cold, approving comment rang out.

Just as the abyssal evil dragon was secretly rejoicing at having escaped a calamity, the tip of the tail spike that had just brushed past it suddenly exploded without warning.

Like a metallic flower of death blooming in an instant, its slender tip splits and deforms, transforming in an instant into a giant rotating scythe covered with serrations and barbs.

Under Bugret's skillful control, the scythe drew a strange arc and slashed horizontally into the vulnerable ribs of the evil dragon's waist and abdomen, which had been exposed as it dodged.

*Pfft*

Blood gushed out violently.

Biglett pulled his tail back sharply.

The deadly barbs on the scythe dug deep into flesh, and as the chain retracted, it tore open a huge, bloody wound in the abyssal dragon's abdomen, exposing bone.

"Ahhh—".

The abyssal dragon let out a heart-wrenching scream, its body convulsing violently from the intense pain.

After the terrifying mechanical scythe finished tearing, it quickly disintegrated, contracted, and returned to its tail tip, dripping with filthy blood, before reattaching itself to Bugret's tail.

"Do you like this gift from 'scrap metal'? A clown from the Abyss Circus?"

Burget's words were filled with extreme sarcasm, every syllable stimulating the evil dragon's already fragile nerves.

"You—are—seeking—death."

The extreme pain and humiliation finally ignited the final madness of the abyssal dragon.

It roared to the sky, shattering the clouds, and the abyssal demon blood within its body burned like boiling magma.

From the gaps in the originally gray-black scales, scorching orange-red lava suddenly gushed out.

These lava flows quickly over the body, cool and solidify, forming a thick, menacing lava armor with dark red flames flowing through it, with black bone spikes protruding like sharp blades within the lava.

Its body swelled up a size under the infusion of violent energy, its muscles bulged, its wings became larger and more powerful, and it emitted an even more terrifying high temperature and sulfurous smell.

It has completely entered a violent "lava form".

"Oh? Finally, you're willing to show some real skill? Phase two? Interesting."

Bugret's dragon voice remained calm, even carrying a hint of researcher's interest.

His alchemical body instantly transformed, his wings folded, and his body became more streamlined, sharp like a starfighter.

With the vector nozzles behind them operating at full power, an even stronger plasma flow erupted, instantly widening the distance between the two sides to a safe zone once again.

Immediately afterwards, Bugret's back armor plates slid open, revealing dozens of firing ports flashing with lightning.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—.

Countless basketball-sized light projectiles, each with a core of dazzling lightning, poured out like a torrential rain.

These light projectiles were not only extremely fast, but also, under the control of Bugret's powerful computing ability, traced all sorts of tricky trajectories, accurately bombarding the lava dragon, which had grown larger and its agility had decreased, from all directions.

Boom boom boom boom—.

Dense explosions erupted continuously on the evil dragon's newly formed lava armor. Plasma splashed everywhere, and lava fragments flew in all directions.

Although the heavy armor blocked most of the direct damage, the impact of the explosion, the paralysis caused by the high-frequency electric current, and the continuous bombardment annoyed the evil dragon to the point of roaring repeatedly.

It tried to dodge or spew lava to intercept it, but there were too many light projectiles, they were too fast, and their trajectories were too tricky, making it impossible to completely avoid them.

"Coward. Tin can. All you can do is hide like a fly? You..."

The abyssal dragon cursed furiously, trying to provoke its opponent with foul language.

However, it was met with a light bullet fired at an extremely tricky angle, precisely hitting the moment it opened its mouth to roar.

boom--.

The ball of lightning exploded violently inside its mouth. Plasma and lava swirled wildly within its mouth.

The remaining curses of the abyssal dragon instantly turned into agonizing whimpers and howls, with lava-like blood mixed with shattered teeth dripping from the corners of its mouth.

"Oh, sorry."

Burghert's cold voice came from high above, carrying a completely insincere "apology".

"I thought you, with your foul mouth, would like this kind of snack."

The sky echoed with Bugret's cold, mechanical mockery and the incomprehensible, chaotic roars of the abyssal dragon, fueled by pain and rage.

Like an elegant yet deadly dancer, Bugret manipulated his body of lightning and steel, continuing to circle, harass, and attack the enraged but helpless lava dragon. (End of Chapter)