Chapter 389 Chapter 183 Frost Dragon Armor
Douglas’s Sword of Gold shattered in his hand, and a dazzling golden light instantly enveloped the entire space. Under the crushing heavy light, even Ig’s End Sword Intent found it difficult to pierce through, as if it were frozen solid!
Ig’s gaze suddenly narrowed, and Dou Qi surged into the End Sword Blade. However, the End Sword Blade still couldn’t cut through even a sliver. He had no doubt that the opening Douglas had made was intentional.
A more dazzling beam of light pierced through the golden storm.
“But, Young Master Ig, this is where it ends!”
Douglas’s unrestrained laughter seemed to shake the entire sky under the golden flowing light.
The red-haired youth stepped down heavily, his imposing figure appearing as if clad in divine armor amidst the ubiquitous golden light. The other hand flashed with dazzling brilliance, instantly forming a golden holy spear several zhang long. The piercing light stirred up waves, even directly piercing the domain of light created by the shattering of the Sword of Gold!
The dense golden curtain was finally completely torn apart, and the scene in the arena finally came into view for everyone.
Responding to this magnificent wave of power were everyone’s exclamations.
Douglas held a bright holy spear in his hand, and the youth threw his head back and laughed, his flying blood-red hair inlaid with gold, as if he were a radiant war god from heaven, galloping in a golden chariot!
“This is—”
The silver-haired vampire princess’s crimson pupils contracted, and she couldn’t help but cry out.
Although only golden demonic power surged from Douglas’s body, the immense power that attacked like a tidal wave made her feel a sense of danger, almost instinctively causing her to unleash her true blood race form!
“This is Lord Douglas’s Sun Holy Spear! Back then, when Lord was only Platinum, he used an attack like this to directly eliminate a crystal demonic beast lord!”
The purple-haired girl Dale said excitedly, “Hmph, I was right, wasn’t I? Master is serious now, Shiel, your brother can’t hold on!”
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Not just the purple-haired girl, but almost everyone present believed that Ig’s defeat was certain.
Even Duke Cambell and Boon, whose positions were closer to Marquis Mays, had solemn expressions, as if ready to stop the fight at any moment to prevent Ig from being life-threateningly injured.
As for those like Blade who already harbored animosity towards Ig and clearly stood on Douglas’s side, they were already showing signs of ecstasy, already imagining how they would mock the young man when the time came.
“Although Young Master Ig’s performance has far exceeded our expectations, it is ultimately not comparable to Lord Douglas.”
A sighing voice was heard. The arena at Black Knight Castle today was the family assessment of Landislofen. Therefore, a considerable number of family disciples of the same age were still gathered here, watching the battle between Ig and Douglas.
The mage who had just spoken was one of the eight finalists who had eliminated many others.
Back then, like almost everyone else, he had looked down on Ig in the arena, and was even indignant that Ig had made it into the top eight through “backstage dealings.”
Of course, the mage would not think that way now. Even at the same Gold Rank, the combat power displayed by Ig would be enough to kill him with a simple sword.
“However, after all, Lord Douglas is a powerful existence personally taught by His Majesty the King. Even with the level suppression at Gold Rank, he is still far superior to Young Master Ig—the opening he deliberately left earlier was likely waiting for this moment.”
The mage suddenly shook his head and sighed, “Young Master Ig is too reckless, but it is not unfair to be defeated by this move.”
“That’s not necessarily true.”
Another voice came. The mage turned his head, and what appeared in his eyes was a young swordsman in a black robe, at the peak of Silver Rank.
Looking at the young man’s face, the mage vaguely felt a sense of familiarity. After carefully recalling, he remembered that this young man, who seemed to be named Gregrryl, had fought a Gold Rank with his Silver peak strength in the final round, only to barely lose in the end.
The mage relaxed his frown. “Isn’t the situation on the field that Lord Douglas is far superior to Ig? I wonder what your esteemed opinion is?”
“I wouldn’t dare to call it esteemed, but far superior… that’s not quite right.”
Gregrryl raised his gaze, his eyes clear. “Of course, I am not qualified to judge the power of the young master and Douglas. However, don’t forget that to trap Ig’s sword energy, Douglas directly shattered his own sword. This is enough to explain the problem: if he truly had overwhelming power, why would he have done this.”
The mage was stunned for a moment. Then, the young swordsman slightly raised his eyes to look at Ig under the golden light spear, his gaze slightly stern, and said:
“Besides, before this, who could have known that Young Master Ig would have such strength? Can you be sure that Ig has shown everything he can?”
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Douglas raised the brilliant golden holy spear in his hand, and its dazzling light tore through the light curtain that covered all vision.
In an instant of lightning and flint, a light spear, like a meteor but more magnificent and majestic, was thrust towards the black-haired young man whose sword blade was still suppressed. The power was fully unleashed on his defenseless body!
“Boom!”
Scorching light flames burned, and golden light poured down like a flood, covering the entire sky. The air ignited by the scorching light seemed to vaporize the entire arena, and the terrifying prestige made people feel as if they were witnessing divine judgment!
However, before everyone present could even let out a gasp of surprise.
At the same instant, a sword mark appeared amidst the endless golden storm. The red-haired youth Douglas’s expression suddenly changed, and a dim but extremely sharp sword light sliced through.
“This is!”
As if cutting through silk, the End Sword cleaved vertically downwards, and the entire golden dazzling storm instantly shattered. And Ig’s figure reappeared in everyone’s eyes, standing at the center of the Sun Holy Spear’s attack, a terrifying attack potent enough to obliterate a Platinum Rank.
Brilliant light flames still burned in the air. The black-haired young man, originally dressed in black, had all his robes destroyed. However, cold, frost-like, magnificent and hard, dense dragon scales emerged on his skin.
Even though the place hit by the golden light spear had its frost dragon scales damaged and blood flowing, the black-haired young man’s aura did not diminish at all. Instead, it became even more imposing!
How could Ig not know that the opening his opponent deliberately made was to lure his attack and then deliver a decisive kill!
However, Ig still went along with his opponent’s intentions and walked into his trap. The reason was none other than the frost dragon scales on his body.
—Back then, after Verafia advanced to Gold Rank using Ophi’s frost dragon blood, Ig also mastered the defensive talent of “Frost Dragon Scales.” Its defensive power was completely sufficient to withstand any Gold Rank attack, and even under Douglas’s attack, it only caused him minor injuries.
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I estimate that this battle will likely not be finished until tomorrow… I myself am tired, and I want to write about Veer being cute…
