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Chapter 500
chapter 370 part 1
Chapter 368: Pan-Skill? A Dragon Lord Who Uses Martial Arts
Evileye struggled within the massive dragon claw. Pressure from both sides squeezed her arms against her abdomen, and a suffocating, constricting sensation washed over her entire body.
She could almost hear her ribs groaning.
As a magic caster, she feared close-quarters combat above all else, let alone with a member of the physically powerful Dragon Race.
There was no chance of victory.
Undead were far less sensitive to pain than the living, yet at this moment, Evileye felt an unparalleled agony.
It was not merely physical, but also the sorrow of being unable to save her companions!
It was all because of her own "weakness"...
"Ah, ah!"
Evileye roared in grief and anger, but no matter how loud she screamed, she could not break free.
The Crimson Dragon Lord was only holding her with its claw, not applying any special power.
But for some reason, the opponent had used some kind of power to block her teleportation magic. If the opponent hadn't possessed such an ability, she wouldn't have been defeated so easily, whether she chose to flee or fight.
"So noisy, mortal."
The Crimson Dragon Lord that Tang Zheng had transformed into opened its maw, baring sharp teeth. Its golden draconic eyes stared at the Evileye in its grasp with undisguised contempt, though a trace of contemplation and profundity flashed in their depths.
There was no change in his stat panel.
Had he still not triggered the skill acquisition for Wild Magic?
Disappointment rose in Tang Zheng's heart.
If failing to trigger it under normal circumstances was an accident, then still failing to trigger it in his Dragon Lord form meant the problem wasn't his.
Was it because of the unique nature of an [Innate Ability]?
The Wild Magic on Evileye's body came from the absorption and storage of her [Innate Ability].
There was only one other possibility for his inability to trigger it—a Pan-Skill!
To put it simply, it was similar to the innate abilities and racial skills that some demi-humans were born with. This was a type of power that Tang Zheng could not acquire through normal means.
The Wild Magic she had stored, [Soul Absorption], was already an extension of her [Innate Ability] by its very structure.
If that was the case...
Tang Zheng felt a headache coming on.
Then the Wild Magic that the Dragon Queen, Delodilong, used via her [Innate Ability] was also something he couldn't acquire.
This was because the Wild Magic used by the Dragon Queen was, in essence, also leveraging the power of an Innate Ability, mimicking it through sacrificed souls.
In the end!
It was the same situation as Evileye; both were just broad applications of an [Innate Ability].
Did he still have to make contact with a True Dragon Lord in the end?
Swaying unsteadily, Gagaran propped herself up with one hand on the ground, her other hand painstakingly gripping her shattering hammer as she pushed herself up. Blood trickled down her forehead. "Let... the little one... go!"
"Cough, cough..."
Lakyus Alvein Dale Aindra's face was pale as she coughed up blood. Gripping the hilt of her magic sword with both hands, she staggered to her feet.
"I am the captain of Blue Rose. How could I let a comrade face danger alone!"
Blood continuously trickled from her mouth, blossoming against the armor that radiated a faint platinum glow before quickly fading away. The magic item, [Purity of White Snow], possessed a self-cleaning ability.
The holy light of [Major Wound Healing] descended upon Gagaran.
"Thanks."
Gagaran wiped the bloodstains from her face and grinned. She tilted her thick neck up to look at the crimson giant dragon not far away, an air of utter resolve emanating from her.
"Against a monster like this, any strategy or tactic is useless... We probably aren't making it back, Fiend Leader."
"Gagaran."
Lakyus lifted her head. Her messy, long golden hair, combined with her pale face, still exuded a charm known as the "radiance of life." Her blue eyes glanced at the unconscious Tina and her companion, revealing a weak but brilliant smile.
"It might sound a bit depressing to say this, but dying together with everyone doesn't seem so bad."
Gagaran was taken aback for a moment, then laughed. "The honor is mine, Captain."
The two women looked up, their gazes meeting the tall, terrifying Crimson Dragon Lord. A dauntless spirit, facing death head-on, welled up in the eyes of Lakyus and Gagaran.
"As ants, who gave you the courage to look directly at me?"
Tang Zheng held Evileye in one hand and folded his coarse, massive dragon wings, which were covered in [Body Armament]. His magnificent, twenty-meter-tall figure looked down coldly at Lakyus and Gagaran below.
"Groveling on the ground and begging is the correct choice for you ants."
"As the supreme Dragon Lord... dust, you don't even have the right to die at my hands."
Tang Zheng suddenly felt that speaking while disguised as a Dragon Lord was indeed troublesome. The arrogance of Dragon Lords and other long-lived races, who considered themselves superior, was deeply ingrained in their bones.
He continued to waste time talking to the members of Blue Rose for another purpose. This time, seeking out Evileye and the others was naturally not just for Wild Magic.
"Dust?"
A bitter smile appeared on Lakyus's face, which was then replaced by a heroic spirit dawning on her pale cheeks.
"Don't look down on us, Dragon Lord! This is the courage of us humans!"
"[Divine Blessing]."
"[Unyielding Faith]."
"[Self-Perception]."
"[Ability Boost]."
"[Greater Ability Boost]."
"[Chantless Magic: Mass Lesser Strength Boost]."
A series of lights from magic and martial arts erupted from Lakyus's body.
Not only that, but the six swords of her [Floating Sword Swarm] flew out to circle her. The cerulean [Rose Coronet] on her head emitted a blue glow, her [Purity of White Snow] armor released a platinum light, and her [Cloak of Rat Speed] flickered—all her magic items activated.
"That's right!"
Gagaran roared, "Fear? I've got nothing left but soaring fighting spirit now, Dragon Lord!"
"[Limit Break]."
"[Heavy Blow Enhancement]."
"[Greater Heavy Blow Enhancement]."
"[Ability Boost]."
"[Greater Ability Boost]."
"[Combat Aura Focus]."
Gagaran's skin began to turn red, and veins bulged from her neck. The immense power made her already weakened body feel like it was about to give out.
Normally, she could use four martial skills at once; by using the martial skill [Limit Break], she could forcefully use seven.
One martial skill left!
Gagaran gripped her shattering hammer with both hands. Her concentration, transformed into a combat aura, was infused into the weapon, covering the entire hammer in a layer of shimmering white light.
At the same time, a host of magic items such as [Gaze of Certain Doom], [Twin Serpent Gauntlets], [Crimson Guardian], [Crimson Tunic], and [Flying Boots] were also activated.
Tang Zheng's golden, slitted pupils remained indifferent. He raised his other hand, the sharp tips of his claws scraping together and shooting out sparks. "Oh, the courage of vermin."
Even with the buffs from their martial arts and magic items, the attack power of both Lakyus and Gagaran had reached the Heroic realm.
Hm?
Lakyus was even stronger; she had already surpassed the Heroic realm.
—But!
The gap between them was still nearly thirty levels, not to mention the difference in class. This was an insurmountable chasm.
Back when he faced Clementine's desperate attacks, Tang Zheng had faintly sensed it.
The gap between levels wasn't just about stats. When a high-level being faced an attack from a lower-level opponent, there was an intangible form of suppression.
He believed it was a difference in their very tier of being.
Even if Tang Zheng suppressed his own aura, his base stats would not decrease. What's more, his body was currently sheathed in [Body Armament].
The attack power of the two was unlikely to match the destructive force of the [Maximized Magic Penetration: Dragon Lightning] that Evileye had used earlier.
Tang Zheng glanced at the charred spot on his chest. In reality, Evileye's full-power spell had already broken through the defense of his [Body Armament].
It was just that ninety percent of the damage had been nullified, and the remaining bit of damage couldn't affect him even if he took it head-on.
The gap was too vast.
Tang Zheng sighed inwardly, so much so that he subconsciously ignored the desperately fighting Lakyus and Gagaran.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
Along with two furious roars, Lakyus and Gagaran charged forward, both having resolved to damage Tang Zheng even if it meant their deaths.
"Wait!"
Evileye shouted in alarm, though it was unclear to whom she was yelling.
"Darkness born from a dark spirit!"
The magic sword in Lakyus's hand glowed with the radiance of a starry night sky. The blade rapidly expanded as she shouted from her pale lips:
Chapter 368: Pan-Skill? A Dragon Lord Who Uses Martial Arts
Evileye struggled within the massive dragon claw. Pressure from both sides squeezed her arms against her abdomen, and a suffocating, constricting sensation washed over her entire body.
She could almost hear her ribs groaning.
As a magic caster, she feared close-quarters combat above all else, let alone with a member of the physically powerful Dragon Race.
There was no chance of victory.
Undead were far less sensitive to pain than the living, yet at this moment, Evileye felt an unparalleled agony.
It was not merely physical, but also the sorrow of being unable to save her companions!
It was all because of her own "weakness"...
"Ah, ah!"
Evileye roared in grief and anger, but no matter how loud she screamed, she could not break free.
The Crimson Dragon Lord was only holding her with its claw, not applying any special power.
But for some reason, the opponent had used some kind of power to block her teleportation magic. If the opponent hadn't possessed such an ability, she wouldn't have been defeated so easily, whether she chose to flee or fight.
"So noisy, mortal."
The Crimson Dragon Lord that Tang Zheng had transformed into opened its maw, baring sharp teeth. Its golden draconic eyes stared at the Evileye in its grasp with undisguised contempt, though a trace of contemplation and profundity flashed in their depths.
There was no change in his stat panel.
Had he still not triggered the skill acquisition for Wild Magic?
Disappointment rose in Tang Zheng's heart.
If failing to trigger it under normal circumstances was an accident, then still failing to trigger it in his Dragon Lord form meant the problem wasn't his.
Was it because of the unique nature of an [Innate Ability]?
The Wild Magic on Evileye's body came from the absorption and storage of her [Innate Ability].
There was only one other possibility for his inability to trigger it—a Pan-Skill!
To put it simply, it was similar to the innate abilities and racial skills that some demi-humans were born with. This was a type of power that Tang Zheng could not acquire through normal means.
The Wild Magic she had stored, [Soul Absorption], was already an extension of her [Innate Ability] by its very structure.
If that was the case...
Tang Zheng felt a headache coming on.
Then the Wild Magic that the Dragon Queen, Delodilong, used via her [Innate Ability] was also something he couldn't acquire.
This was because the Wild Magic used by the Dragon Queen was, in essence, also leveraging the power of an Innate Ability, mimicking it through sacrificed souls.
In the end!
It was the same situation as Evileye; both were just broad applications of an [Innate Ability].
Did he still have to make contact with a True Dragon Lord in the end?
Swaying unsteadily, Gagaran propped herself up with one hand on the ground, her other hand painstakingly gripping her shattering hammer as she pushed herself up. Blood trickled down her forehead. "Let... the little one... go!"
"Cough, cough..."
Lakyus Alvein Dale Aindra's face was pale as she coughed up blood. Gripping the hilt of her magic sword with both hands, she staggered to her feet.
"I am the captain of Blue Rose. How could I let a comrade face danger alone!"
Blood continuously trickled from her mouth, blossoming against the armor that radiated a faint platinum glow before quickly fading away. The magic item, [Purity of White Snow], possessed a self-cleaning ability.
The holy light of [Major Wound Healing] descended upon Gagaran.
"Thanks."
Gagaran wiped the bloodstains from her face and grinned. She tilted her thick neck up to look at the crimson giant dragon not far away, an air of utter resolve emanating from her.
"Against a monster like this, any strategy or tactic is useless... We probably aren't making it back, Fiend Leader."
"Gagaran."
Lakyus lifted her head. Her messy, long golden hair, combined with her pale face, still exuded a charm known as the "radiance of life." Her blue eyes glanced at the unconscious Tina and her companion, revealing a weak but brilliant smile.
"It might sound a bit depressing to say this, but dying together with everyone doesn't seem so bad."
Gagaran was taken aback for a moment, then laughed. "The honor is mine, Captain."
The two women looked up, their gazes meeting the tall, terrifying Crimson Dragon Lord. A dauntless spirit, facing death head-on, welled up in the eyes of Lakyus and Gagaran.
"As ants, who gave you the courage to look directly at me?"
Tang Zheng held Evileye in one hand and folded his coarse, massive dragon wings, which were covered in [Body Armament]. His magnificent, twenty-meter-tall figure looked down coldly at Lakyus and Gagaran below.
"Groveling on the ground and begging is the correct choice for you ants."
"As the supreme Dragon Lord... dust, you don't even have the right to die at my hands."
Tang Zheng suddenly felt that speaking while disguised as a Dragon Lord was indeed troublesome. The arrogance of Dragon Lords and other long-lived races, who considered themselves superior, was deeply ingrained in their bones.
He continued to waste time talking to the members of Blue Rose for another purpose. This time, seeking out Evileye and the others was naturally not just for Wild Magic.
"Dust?"
A bitter smile appeared on Lakyus's face, which was then replaced by a heroic spirit dawning on her pale cheeks.
"Don't look down on us, Dragon Lord! This is the courage of us humans!"
"[Divine Blessing]."
"[Unyielding Faith]."
"[Self-Perception]."
"[Ability Boost]."
"[Greater Ability Boost]."
"[Chantless Magic: Mass Lesser Strength Boost]."
A series of lights from magic and martial arts erupted from Lakyus's body.
Not only that, but the six swords of her [Floating Sword Swarm] flew out to circle her. The cerulean [Rose Coronet] on her head emitted a blue glow, her [Purity of White Snow] armor released a platinum light, and her [Cloak of Rat Speed] flickered—all her magic items activated.
"That's right!"
Gagaran roared, "Fear? I've got nothing left but soaring fighting spirit now, Dragon Lord!"
"[Limit Break]."
"[Heavy Blow Enhancement]."
"[Greater Heavy Blow Enhancement]."
"[Ability Boost]."
"[Greater Ability Boost]."
"[Combat Aura Focus]."
Gagaran's skin began to turn red, and veins bulged from her neck. The immense power made her already weakened body feel like it was about to give out.
Normally, she could use four martial skills at once; by using the martial skill [Limit Break], she could forcefully use seven.
One martial skill left!
Gagaran gripped her shattering hammer with both hands. Her concentration, transformed into a combat aura, was infused into the weapon, covering the entire hammer in a layer of shimmering white light.
At the same time, a host of magic items such as [Gaze of Certain Doom], [Twin Serpent Gauntlets], [Crimson Guardian], [Crimson Tunic], and [Flying Boots] were also activated.
Tang Zheng's golden, slitted pupils remained indifferent. He raised his other hand, the sharp tips of his claws scraping together and shooting out sparks. "Oh, the courage of vermin."
Even with the buffs from their martial arts and magic items, the attack power of both Lakyus and Gagaran had reached the Heroic realm.
Hm?
Lakyus was even stronger; she had already surpassed the Heroic realm.
—But!
The gap between them was still nearly thirty levels, not to mention the difference in class. This was an insurmountable chasm.
Back when he faced Clementine's desperate attacks, Tang Zheng had faintly sensed it.
The gap between levels wasn't just about stats. When a high-level being faced an attack from a lower-level opponent, there was an intangible form of suppression.
He believed it was a difference in their very tier of being.
Even if Tang Zheng suppressed his own aura, his base stats would not decrease. What's more, his body was currently sheathed in [Body Armament].
The attack power of the two was unlikely to match the destructive force of the [Maximized Magic Penetration: Dragon Lightning] that Evileye had used earlier.
Tang Zheng glanced at the charred spot on his chest. In reality, Evileye's full-power spell had already broken through the defense of his [Body Armament].
It was just that ninety percent of the damage had been nullified, and the remaining bit of damage couldn't affect him even if he took it head-on.
The gap was too vast.
Tang Zheng sighed inwardly, so much so that he subconsciously ignored the desperately fighting Lakyus and Gagaran.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
Along with two furious roars, Lakyus and Gagaran charged forward, both having resolved to damage Tang Zheng even if it meant their deaths.
"Wait!"
Evileye shouted in alarm, though it was unclear to whom she was yelling.
"Darkness born from a dark spirit!"
The magic sword in Lakyus's hand glowed with the radiance of a starry night sky. The blade rapidly expanded as she shouted from her pale lips:
