I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 552 An evenly matched opponent?
While seemingly sacrificing its tail to survive, Ghidorah is essentially nothing more than a mass of primordial energy and willpower.

It was a "Dharma Image" constructed by Feng Xue using the power dissipated from the armored reserve soldiers she had previously killed and defeated, through the technique of subjugation magic.

The injury from losing a tail is nothing to worry about; with just a thought, the missing piece is restored.

Three pairs of dragon eyes locked onto the suddenly appearing figure. The hundreds-of-meters-tall dragon and the human, barely two meters tall, created a stark contrast. The enormous Ghidorah began to descend rapidly, and Feng Xue's command was given—

"Kaguya! Analyze the structure of the sword light's divine power! Little Bell! Collect data and build a countermeasure model!"

With Fina's full support, the computing power of the two goddesses was unleashed. Even just by looking at each other from afar, a large amount of data was captured by nano-units that were scattered in the air and disguised as dust.

As the dragon's size began to shrink, but its power remained undiminished, the man in Sigurd's armor gripped his divine weapon tightly.

He was able to don armor as a hero, and he had written his own legend. He had faced such enormous dragon beasts before.

Memories that seemed so distant began to resurface, and the instincts ingrained in one's bones began to reconnect with the divine.

The dragon's massive body was shrinking. He knew very well that the enemy was changing its fighting style, but he chose to let it go. He knew that fighting such a behemoth would require him to expend more energy with each attack in order to possibly get past its thick shell.

The colossal beast, hundreds of meters long, rapidly shrank to three meters in size. Its golden-red armor turned grayish-white, and the two dragon heads on either side shrank into shoulder armor. At this moment, the monster looked more like a demon than a poisonous dragon!

Having entered her Monster X form after a long absence, Feng Xue, dressed in a suit, was observing the enemy before her.

The dragon-slaying holy sword, held tightly in his hand, shimmered with a star-like luster, seemingly still brimming with excitement from having just severed the dragon's tail.

He was enveloped in a faint golden halo composed of countless tiny runes. Little Bell, through comparison with the contents of Delis's database, gave the answer "Odin's Blessing".

It is a blessing that can grant extraordinary insight, a resilient physique, and high resistance to curses and illusions.

At this moment, he adopted the most standard starting stance of the Dragon Slaying Sword Technique, with the tip of the sword pointing at Feng Xue's heart in the leather sheath. His sharp, eagle-like eyes seemed to have seen through all appearances!

The two men resembled cowboys dueling in a Western film, waiting in a brief silence and standoff for the moment to strike...

Sigurd moved!

Just like the previous attack that went unnoticed by anyone except Liu Yunxi, this sudden action still came without any warning.

Without any fancy sprints or dazzling light effects, his figure seemed to tremble slightly, but in that instant, a figure appeared diagonally above Feng Xue!

[Lightning Speed]!
The rune's blessing flashed by, the speed exceeding reaction limits creating a perfect yet deadly silver arc. All destructive power was perfectly contained in that instant, without dissipation, without impact, without leakage—just like an ordinary person wielding a training sword, a seemingly unremarkable slash. Fast, accurate, and ruthless, this sword strike, infused with the dragon slayer's profound understanding of dragon anatomy, was nothing more than that. Even though the demonic dragon before him had transformed into human form, its dragon essence was still evident!

"Heh..." Such a flawless attack missed with a soft chuckle, causing Sigurd's brain to freeze for a moment, because logically speaking, his attack should not be slower than the sound.

But the voice was unmistakably real, because Feng Xue's voice had already been uttered long before he swung his sword.

Thanks to Fahai's selfless contribution, Xiaolingdang, who had thoroughly understood the physical structure of the celestial beings, had incorporated it into the formula of "How is Mount Tai?" Before the other party activated [Divine Speed], the exertion of his muscles and the flow of divine power had already betrayed his entire intention!
Missing a sword strike is not terrible, but that unexpectedly soft shout revealed Sigurd's weakness. The thick claw wrapped in primordial energy flicked its fingers, and the sudden weight almost made Sigurd let go.

It is indeed the [Mount Tai Mantra]!
It must be said that this sword truly deserves the name of a holy sword; the divine blessing once again exempted Feng Xue from the "Midas touch".

The weight of a mere thousand tons was not difficult for Sigurd to handle. After a brief period of discomfort, he used the force of the holy sword sinking to shift his center of gravity and actually used the weight to perform a powerful "windmill"!
The opening in this attack was so large that any martial arts expert would cover their face in shame, but under the swing of that thousand-ton holy sword, even Feng Xue, who was wearing a leather suit, dared not get close.

But does that mean it can't output anything if it's not close?

Stars gathered at her fingertips, and Venus and Mars, like an intertwined binary star system in astronomy, chased each other, transforming into a star chart, which Feng Xue threw out like a pebble.

It was indeed throwing stones, but those stones bore witness to war and disaster!
Whether it was genuine skill or sheer luck, the holy sword, after spinning around once, struck the twin stars precisely. However, the twin stars were not real pebbles; upon contact, they began to flow.

The greatsword of holy silver was stained with an ominous rust red and bright white, and the golden aura of Odin's blessing also began to tremble wildly as if in response to stress.

Sensing the brewing curse of fate, a long-lost sense of crisis sent chills down Sigurd's spine.

However, he did not stop his sword strike. His experience in slaying dragons in the past told him that the best way to fight against a curse was to eliminate its source before it took full effect!
The reflection of runes appeared in his eyes, and the Eye of True Sight locked onto Feng Xue's true form, who was wrapped in the "suit". In his vision, it was an illusory humanoid figure draped in the starry sky. Above his head, a crown representing deception and lies had been forged, while a crown symbolizing the end and destruction was still gathering.

What sent chills down his spine was that, in addition to the two crowns, there was a third crown on the other person's head. The crown was still illusory and its shape was indistinct, but his intuition told him that he should not look directly at it!
"Is this the true nature of the three dragon heads? They're armored in three layers! Then what is this third crown?"

There's no need to ask, because the answer is already quite obvious.

Even Sigurd dared not utter that word lightly.

And so, all those words ultimately condensed into a single battle cry—

"In Odin's name! I will surely slay you here!"

(End of this chapter)