Chapter 1225, The Black Armoured Dragon

Translator: Silavin

 

Even so, the Bronze Dragon King and the Shadow Dragon King could still be counted among the primary sources of Damage Output in the group.

 

After all, the strength of those two was right there for all to see. Even without the power of an Ancient God, they already possessed the qualifications to go toe-to-toe with one.

 

And furthermore, this was still while they were holding back.

 

Had they not been listening to Lu Fan and restraining their own strength, had they truly unleashed themselves upon the Desolate Ancient God without reservation, the sheer amount of Damage those two could inflict would have been far more terrifying.

 

Compared to the others, the Damage Output that Jian Ying and her companions could dish out was rather negligible.

 

They did not dare draw close to the Desolate Ancient God’s body either, fearful that this Flesh Mountain might suddenly erupt and swallow them whole, dragging them into itself.

 

And so, maintaining their Golden Asura King, they stood at what they had mutually agreed was a safe distance from the Desolate Ancient God, unleashing Tao Xiaoman’s Water Sword Qi alongside Jian Ying’s Flying Swords in tandem.

 

These two Skills could not enjoy the enhancement of their Ancient God Power.

 

Still, amplified through the Golden Asura King’s Buff, and the Damage Output of their two Skills was not unimpressive. But compared to Lu Fan, the Bronze Dragon King, and the Shadow Dragon King, it was rather like the glow of a firefly set against the brilliance of the Full Moon.

 

Even Han Ke taking particular pains to layer her own Enhancement Skills upon the two of them could not change the fact that their Damage Output sat firmly near the bottom of the rankings.

 

There was nothing to be done about it. The Golden Asura King was, at its core, something built for Defence. The combat style best suited to Jian Ying and her companions was to lean into Defence. To engage the enemy in a battle of attrition, to trade blows and outlast, or to plant themselves at the front and Tank Damage on behalf of Lu Fan and the others.

 

Under the present circumstances, it simply was not suited to them to be at the forefront of the battle.

 

The Damage Output could be left to Lu Fan and the others. Jian Ying and her companions needed only to ensure their own safety.

 

As for Ouyang Bai Ge, she had at this point also released a number of Void Insects particularly suited to deal Ranged Damage.

 

The Void Insects she released resembled moths roughly the size of a person, and there were no small number of them. There were around hundreds of them.

 

Once these moths took flight, they emitted beams of laser light from their tail sections high in the air, bombarding the Desolate Ancient God’s body.

 

The Damage accumulated steadily, and the more concentrated the point of attack, the higher that accumulation climbed.

 

This variety of Void Insect, when used against an enemy with Low Movement Speed, was practically on the level of being divine, and against a target that did not move at all, it could produce an even more pronounced effect.

 

So long as the attacks were concentrated on a single point, the laser’s Damage would double.

 

Although at the outset, the laser’s Damage was far from comparable to the Skills of the others, as the bombardment continued without let-up, the areas struck by the lasers on the Desolate Ancient God began to cave inward, forming bloody craters that sank ever deeper.

 

In the blink of an eye, several hundred Void Insects had carved several hundred deep pits into the Desolate Ancient God’s body, and those pits were still deepening.

 

This prompted Lu Fan to marvel that every Void Insect Ouyang Bai Ge summoned seemed, on the surface, not particularly formidable, yet every single time they managed to exploit the specific weaknesses of whatever enemy stood before them and produce a remarkable effect.

 

Under the group’s relentless output, the Flesh Mountain that was the Desolate Ancient God began at last to show signs of faltering, and it started to writhe.

 

It was only at this point that everyone noticed what had been there all along: the base of the colossal Flesh Mountain had indeed merged with the putrid mud blanketing the Valley of Life.

 

Between the two, a visible gradation made it plain that the mud swallowing the Valley of Life had itself been formed from the Desolate Ancient God’s own body.

 

By extension, the Desolate Ancient God could manipulate every patch of mud in the Valley of Life, whether to shape it into Dragon Carcasses or to condense it into some other form with which to oppose Lu Fan and the others.

 

And the Desolate Ancient God did precisely that.

 

All around them, the mud began to churn and roil. Dragon Carcasses emerged from within it one after another, beating their wings as they burst free and began bearing down on Lu Fan and the group.

 

In an instant, no fewer than twenty plus Dragon Carcasses had appeared.

 

Furthermore, these Dragon Carcasses were different from the ones before.

 

The original Dragon Carcasses had been composed of nothing but mud. Their bodies could not quite be called tough, nowhere near matching a true Giant Dragon, but their defensive capability was not poor by any means.

 

That level of Defence, however, was utterly inadequate when measured against the Damage Output of Lu Fan and his companions, which was precisely why the group had pressed forward without hesitation throughout their journey, cutting down every Dragon Carcass they encountered without a flicker of concern.

 

But these new Dragon Carcasses were another matter entirely. After first appearing identical to their predecessors, their bodies also composed of mud, the surface layer of their forms then began to solidify, gradually hardening into a black armour that gleamed with a metallic sheen.

 

This black armour was not as simple as it appeared on the surface. When Lu Fan examined these Dragon Carcasses through his spiritual threads, he discovered that the hardened carapace on their exteriors boasted a defensive capability that was truly staggering. They did not fall short of the Dragon Scales of an actual Giant Dragon.

 

Having compensated for their previous shortcoming in Defence, the strength of these Dragon Carcasses had become something to be genuinely feared. They were not to be underestimated.

 

And so, as these Dragon Carcasses appeared, the group’s first priority target shifted, out of necessity, from the Desolate Ancient God’s body to these Black Armoured Dragons.

 

The Bronze Dragon King moved first, throwing a punch through the air at the foremost Black Armoured Dragon.

 

The Bronze Dragon King’s attack was the same. Before today, such a strike could easily have directly shattered a Dragon Carcass.

 

This time, however, though the punch sent one Black Armoured Dragon flying and left gaping cracks spread across the black armour on its body. Then, after being blasted back several hundred metres the creature somehow managed to arrest its momentum mid-air, and it hovered there once more in the sky.

 

Even with its body caved in by more than half, it had not been One-Shotted by the Bronze Dragon King.

 

And the Black Armoured Dragon’s Self-Healing was equally remarkable. Hovering there in the air, its caved-in body was visibly filling back out at a rate the naked eye could follow, while the black armour on its surface rapidly sealed itself shut. It looked as though it would fully restore itself before long.

 

After the exterior of this Black Armoured Dragon had developed its astonishing tough carapace, the interior remained as pliable as modelling clay, possessed of tremendous malleability. Unless one could completely shatter it as one had before, any Damage short of that would be swiftly undone, and its Combat Power would quickly be fully restored.

 

The Bronze Dragon King, finding that a single punch had failed to kill even one of these Dragon Carcasses, was visibly annoyed.

 

*Hmph!*

 

She let out a low growl. The pressure emanating from her body surged forth in waves, the sheer might of it terrifying beyond measure.

 

It was evident the Bronze Dragon King had activated her Bloodline Power, elevating her own strength by an entire tier.