Elven cultivators

On the ridge, Grant looked in the direction Anton had gone, his eyes full of interest.

"Is he going to Dragon City?"

"It's obvious." Alicia looked towards Dragon City. "The strongest force in Kreisor Dragon City is the Ember Dragon. Only by eliminating him can we truly remove the threat."

"Do you think he can kill Isaac?" Grant asked, stroking his chin.

Alicia pondered for a moment, then slowly shook her head: "Kreisor Dragon City has been established for thousands of years, so it's impossible that it hasn't set up a large-scale magic array, and there must be a blood-restriction array. Even if a saint goes in, he might not necessarily come out unscathed. If Anton rashly rushes into Dragon City, he might end up like Isaac when he attacked Silvermoon Forest last time."

The Blood Forbidden Formation is a unique formation of the Dragon Court, specifically set up in various Dragon Cities for defense.

Any creature that is not of dragon bloodline will have its power greatly suppressed if it enters the Blood Forbidden Formation.

The fact that Dragon Cities across the land have remained safe and sound for so many years is largely thanks to the Blood Forbidden Formation.

"Do you think Anton knew that there was a blood-forbidden magic array set up in Cresso Dragon City?" Grant asked, raising an eyebrow.

Alicia shook her head.

Who knows?

Grant hadn't expected to get any answers from Alicia anyway.

But this only made him more curious about what would happen next, so he simply took the copper whistle from his waist, brought it to his lips, and gently blew it.

The moment the whistle sounded, a wisp of pale blue smoke appeared out of thin air and slowly floated up.

The smoke condensed in the air without dissipating, swirling, expanding, and stretching like a living thing, instantly outlining the silhouette of a giant eagle.

The giant eagle's wingspan was over ten meters, and its entire body was covered with feathers that were a mix of dark brown and light gold, each feather gleaming with a cold, metallic sheen.

Grant flipped and leaped onto the eagle's back, waving to Alicia.

"Let's go take a look."

Alicia leaped onto the eagle's back without a word.

The giant eagle flapped its wings and soared silently into the sky.

The clouds receded rapidly on both sides, and the plain below shrank dramatically.

The wind brushed past their ears, but did not ruffle their clothes; an invisible shield kept everything outside from them.

The giant eagle flew extremely fast, but it was still far slower than Anton's travel speed.

Grant and Alicia initially thought it would take some time to catch up with Anton, but before long, their expressions changed simultaneously, revealing surprise.

In the distance, on the horizon, Anton's figure had stopped at some point and was hovering motionless high in the sky.

Just as the two were wondering what was going on, a golden sword light leaped out from Anton's body, streaking through the void like a meteor and speeding away into the distance.

That direction is where the city of Kreisorlong is located.

……

Cressoron, inner fortress.

Above the dome, thousands of blood-red runes writhe like living creatures, emitting a dark red light that envelops the entire hall in a suffocating crimson hue.

In the very center of the hall, a huge pool occupies almost two-thirds of the space.

The liquid in the pool was thick like blood, with a deep red color that was almost black. Bubbles constantly surged on the surface, and when they burst, they released a strong smell of sulfur and rust.

Isaac's massive dragon body was submerged in the pool of blood, his only remaining eye closed, and his dark red scales gleamed dimly in the water.

Those horrific wounds from the battle with Anton have now largely healed.

The area on his chest that had been touched by the Azure Emperor's avatar had become plump again, and although the new scales were still immature, signs of recovery were already visible.

The murky gray-white in the depths of the right eye socket gradually faded, and the outline of the pupil reappeared.

Isaac slowly opened his left eye, a sinister glint flashing in his vertical pupil.

The recovery from his injuries was much slower than he had anticipated, taking a full three months to almost fully recover.

The main reason was that the power of law left in his body by that illusory figure was too troublesome, eroding his life force day and night and preventing the wound from healing.

He originally wanted to use the Fountain of Life to heal his injuries, but later he discovered that the Fountain of Life not only failed to dispel the power, but instead acted like watering weeds, making them grow stronger and devouring his flesh and blood.

He had to abandon this idea and instead spent a lot of precious materials to urgently build this blood pool, using the rich blood energy and filthy power contained within it to forcibly neutralize the alien law that was entrenched in his body.

It wasn't until recently that the stubborn force was finally completely eliminated, and the injuries were able to recover quickly.

Isaac turned his head slightly and stretched his body.

In another two or three days, he will be back to his prime.

Then he will be able to go to the Silvermoon Forest and take revenge himself.

Thinking about what had happened recently, Isaac's gaze turned icy cold.

A surge of intense humiliation and hatred welled up in his heart, causing his face to contort slightly.

He, the mighty Shining Dragon, a noble among dragons and a legendary being, was actually forced into such a wretched state by a mere golden-level ant who had not even fully manifested the power of laws.

Severely wounded and on the verge of death, he fled in panic.

The humiliation of that battle, like a red-hot branding iron, was deeply imprinted on his soul, burning day and night, making him restless and unable to eat or sleep.

"Anton Silver Moon".

As Isaac pondered the name, the murderous intent in his vertical pupils almost solidified.

Once he has fully recovered from his injuries, he will definitely settle this blood debt.

He wanted to tear that damned elf apart with his own hands, turn the Silvermoon Forest into scorched earth, and crush all those ants who dared to offend the majesty of the dragon race into ashes.

The reason he suffered such a big loss last time was simply because he underestimated his opponent and fell headlong into their trap.

Once he's on guard, he won't fall for it so easily again.

The power of that magic array is indeed not to be underestimated, but even the most powerful magic array needs energy to support it.

Over the past three months, Orion and his group must have consumed a large amount of energy from that magic circle.

Even if it's not completely exhausted, the remaining energy is definitely not enough to launch an attack of the same level as last time.

Isaac has now figured it out.

Such powerful attacks must have significant limitations in their use.

Either each use requires a long preparation time before it can be released again.

Either it consumes a huge amount of energy, and using it once will deplete your reserves.

Either way, the opponent will not be able to easily use it a second time.

As for Anton himself...

A cold, mocking glint flashed in Isaac's eyes.

An ant that cannot even fully manifest the power of laws, no matter how strange its methods, is ultimately only at the peak of the Gold Realm.

The reason he was able to injure me last time was only because of that strange magic array.

Once the magic array is gone, that guy is no match for me at all.

This time, Isaac will not give his opponent the same chance again.

He wanted to use absolute, overwhelming power to make that damned elf understand just how vast the gap was between the Golden Peak and the Legendary.

Thinking of this, Isaac finally felt a little better.

He turned over, changed his posture, and prepared to continue soaking, but suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

A chill suddenly shot up from the base of my spine, running up my spine and straight to the top of my head.

That was an instinctive warning from the depths of one's blood.

It's a sign that danger is approaching.

Isaac suddenly looked up.

The dome suddenly exploded in the next instant.

The crimson runes flickered wildly during the explosion, then extinguished in large swaths.

Gravel and dust rained down from the sky, splashing large patches of dark red water into the blood pool.

A beam of dark golden sword light tore through the dome, carrying a devastating sharpness, and slashed down at him.

Isaac's pupils contracted sharply.

He recognized the sword light at a glance.

It's Anton!

That damned elf is here!

The thought had barely crossed his mind when the sword light slammed down on his forepaws, which he had hastily raised to block.

clang!

The deafening clang of metal echoed through the inner fortress, causing the runes on the walls to flicker wildly, as if the entire hall itself trembled slightly from the impact.

Isaac felt an unimaginable force explode from the sword, making his forepaws numb and leaving a deep cut on his scales, from which hot dragon blood gushed out.

Before he could even feel the pain, the golden light suddenly flashed and split into dozens of beams, attacking him from all directions.

Isaac was terrified.

While waving his claws to block the overwhelming sword light, he probed his spiritual power beneath the scales on his chest.

There, a palm-sized, blood-red crystal disc was embedded in his flesh, becoming one with it.

That is the control core of the Dragon City magic array.

As Isaac channeled his mental energy, the densely packed runes on the surface of the crystal disk began to flash wildly.

That's a sign that the magic array is operating at full power.

To Isaac's horror, the magic circle detected no trace of the intruders at all.

The Blood Forbidden Array has an extremely keen ability to sense all creatures that are not of dragon blood. Even legendary powerhouses who have mastered the laws of concealment cannot escape the detection of the Blood Forbidden Array.

However, the information returned by the magic array was completely blank.

Undeterred, he activated the wide-area detection array again, but the information transmitted back indicated that there were no signs of any intelligent beings resembling Andong within a 20-kilometer radius of Dragon City.

But then what's with all this damned sword light in front of us?

From where exactly did Anton launch his attack?

Why didn't the outer defensive array intercept this sword light?

Isaac was completely baffled.

A legendary spellcaster's spell attack range may reach tens of kilometers, but at such a distance, the accuracy and power of the spell will be greatly reduced.

Furthermore, the caster must be able to "see" the target in order to lock onto the spell.

But Anton's attacks not only did not diminish, but were even more ferocious than in their last direct confrontation.

Not only has the number of sword lights increased significantly, but their power has also increased by more than one level.

Each sword beam possesses attack power approaching that of a legendary swordsman.

For a moment, he had the illusion that he was being besieged by dozens of sword masters whose strength was close to the legendary level.

How exactly did they do that?