Dragon Tamer

Chapter 588: Chapter 590: Black Scythe Wu Luan
 

Not only the Blood-Sucking Feather Scales, but on the neck, the belly, and even the tail base of the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon, many huge dragon scales that fully fused together appeared. These dragon scales were shaped like fan blades and as the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon flew low over the group of those in black martial robes, dozens who failed to dodge in time were immediately slashed apart!

The blood of these men sprayed out, turning into clearly visible red particles. As the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon landed and came to a halt, the blood of these fallen black robe men orderly drifted towards it, dyeing its scale feathers even more bizarre and brightly colored!

It folded its wings, standing upright like the Nine Nether Snake, and flared all its scale feathers outward. In an instant, a black material appeared on top of its Dark Crystal Horn, resembling a spherical object. As the darkness enveloped the surroundings, everything seemed to fall into an endless abyss, and this black material radiating a strange glow was like a black sun!

“BOOM!!!!”

The black sun that formed on the Dark Crystal Horn exploded, releasing energy like black flames and a cold black tide. Not only were those black robed men who were rushing over instantly blown to a spray of blood, but even the Northern Hero, his body filled with Brilliant Black Fighting Flame, had his body blasted apart, revealing bones within.

But the current state of the Northern Hero didn’t rely on his flesh; even if he was reduced to a skeleton, as long as the Brilliant Black Fighting Flame burned vigorously, he could continue to fight.

The speed of the Northern Hero, wrapped in Brilliant Black Fighting Flame, became even faster, producing sonic booms when he moved. The massive flow of air would only burst out after he had vanished.

A streak of black flame, and the Northern Hero instantly arrived in front of the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon, his fists already burning with the terrifying Brilliant Black Qi and he relentlessly punched at the dragon!

Each punch caused a terrifying explosion of flames, and the Northern Hero’s punching speed was extremely fast, as if he had thrown hundreds of punches in a single breath. The black flame explosions kept stacking and accumulating in the confined space, destroying the shadowy space. The fist flames collided like black celestial bodies, grand and terrifying!

The scale feathers of the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon scattered all over the ground, and by the time the Northern Hero threw his last punch, the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon’s body had suffered another round of explosions, throwing its standing figure off balance and nearly causing it to topple to the ground.

Fortunately, some Blood Pearls were stored within its Blood-Sucking Feather Scales, these fresh Living Blood would allow it to heal its wounds rapidly.

Using agile movements, the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon evaded the Northern Hero’s pursuit and conveniently harvested the lives of dozens more black robed men, collecting their blood into its Blood-Sucking Feather Scales.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Soon, the injuries of the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon were mostly healed, and it opened its wings, its Dragon Pupils cold with anger.

Pale lightning like lightning bolt shot out from its Dark Crystal Horn and swiftly traversed its streamlined back, transferring to the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon’s tail.

The Northern Hero sensed something unusual about this energy and accelerated, his body bursting forward. He made a flying kick, with a black flame Azure Dragon emerging shockingly, its power astounding. All objects nearby turned to ashes upon contact with his fighting flame.

“You’re not as fast as I am!!”

The Northern Hero roared with rage. His power had reached the surroundings of the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon, but the Underworld Lamp tail had not yet fully lit up.

Just then, a massive bolt of azure thunder struck. The Azure Phoenix unleashed a burst of Azure Thunder Lightning at the Northern Hero, converging hundreds of them into a wide, glorious river of lightning that blasted the Northern Hero nearly a thousand meters away, smashing countless statues and rock buildings!

Entire sections of rock buildings collapsed, a kilometer long, as wide as a river. The ground turned to scorched earth from the point where the Azure Phoenix Dragon spat lightning to its end.

Glancing at the slightly disheveled Absolute Ridge North Hero, Zhu Minglang couldn’t help but curve the corners of his mouth.

You have strong Divine Mortal Abilities?

Me fighting with two dragons against one of you, can you withstand that?

…

The North Hero got up, visibly diminished in his fighting flame.

With each exertion of strength, the flames dimmed a bit more. If that kick had landed, even if the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon wouldn’t have died, it would have been gravely injured.

But with the Twin Dragon Kings attacking in concert, he found it hard to cope. As for his own cultivators, far from relieving his worries, it would be good if they weren’t just being used by the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon as a means of recovery!

So far, those black robed men had only helped heal the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon’s blast wounds.

In front of a Middle-level Dragon King, these cultivators who haven’t ascended posed no threat at all.

The North Hero, gravely wounded, could not sustain his Brilliant Black Fighting Flame for long. He looked up towards the military stronghold and yelled out in frustration and anger, “How long will you watch? Come and help me!”

The leader of the Four Heroes was not without brains; at this time, showing off had no meaning. After all, the Giant Ridge General and the Li Chuan Army were still clashing in the city-state. If the leaders in the battlefield could be quickly eliminated, it might change the outcome of the battle.

“I just wanted to see if you could force out all his strength,” a man’s voice carried down from the military stronghold. He was wearing a half-length cloak and his body was covered with demon patterns!

The man revealed himself, standing aloft, with no intention of coming down.

He looked down at Zhu Minglang, his eyes sharp and cold, his presence similar to the Northern Hero’s Brilliant Black Qi, yet while the latter’s flame was frenzied and hot, this man’s qi was as cold and quiet as a deathly mist, which made it even more unsettling and fearsome!

“This kid hasn’t gone all out yet??” The North Hero said, surprise in his voice as he stared intently at Zhu Minglang.

Twin Dragon Kings, both capable of ruling the battlefield as Middle-level Dragon Kings, one an Azure Phoenix Dragon, the other a Heavenly Slaughter Dragon – could it be that these weren’t all the dragons the kid had??

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“Be wary of your back,” the black-clad figure in the half-cape reminded indifferently.

Northern Hero turned his head only to see a sword shimmering with cold light breaking through the air silently, its blade slicing through the air as if it were cutting through ice-laden skies, aiming straight for his own head.

In a reflex, Northern Hero stretched out both arms, attempting to block the sword with his forearms.

Nevertheless, the chilling moonlight slash still cleaved through his arm and cut a bloody red line across his neck!

At first, it was just a thin line, but soon the bloodline grew thicker and started gushing out uncontrollably.

“This… this…” Northern Hero widened his eyes in shock, catching sight of a dragon-shaped sword in the corner of his eye. From the beginning of the battle, he had not noticed the Sword Spirit Dragon’s presence; how could he have expected that, even after he had summoned the Twin Dragon Kings, Zhu Minglang would still have one more dragon.

And that dragon had remained hidden, striking with a fatal blow the moment he let his guard down!

He struggled to lift his head, glancing once at Black Scythe standing atop the military barricade and then again at Zhu Minglang who now commanded Three Dragon Kings.

As the blood surged from his neck, the Brilliant Black Fighting Flame on Northern Hero’s body quickly dimmed, and even the black-yang aura that constantly swirled around him began to dissipate.

Without the fighting flame, his already shattered body could hardly sustain his life, and excruciating pain followed. Clutching his neck, he wanted to roar but couldn’t make a sound.

“Living in comfort for too long will inevitably slow your reactions. You should have bathed in the blood of slaughter like I do. Then you wouldn’t have been so easily slain by a youngster,” Black Scythe commented from the military barricade, without a trace of regret for the death of the leader among the Four Heroes.

In his view, he had already given a verbal warning. Whether Northern Hero could fend off the long-hidden life-snatching sword depended on Northern Hero’s own destiny.

If destiny wasn’t enough, then death was warranted.

Dual Chakravarti consists of Red Scythe and Black Scythe; they are the two highest leaders of the Absolute Ridge Wu Clan.

Black Scythe Wu Luan.

Red Scythe Wu Wen.

They are siblings.

Black Scythe Wu Luan had been standing above, watching Northern Hero bleed out, watching him die bit by bit.

His behavior actually caused Zhu Minglang some confusion.

Northern Hero, after all, was the leader of the Four Heroes and already quite formidable. Zhu Minglang had deployed the Azure Phoenix, Heavenly Slaughter Dragon, and Sword Spirit Dragon before finally bringing him down.

Was Black Scythe Wu Luan, as a leader, really content to watch his strong subordinate die?

He must have noticed the Sword Spirit Dragon long ago. If he had intervened, he could definitely have saved Northern Hero.

Could it be that he was confident enough to believe he alone could eradicate not only Zhu Minglang but all the enemies within the city-state?

“Are you curious why I didn’t save him?” Black Scythe’s eyes seemed capable of piercing through the meditations of the heart, looking down at Zhu Minglang while the corners of his mouth curved upwards.

Zhu Minglang did not respond, but he observed the Demon Patterns on Black Scythe Wu Wen’s body.

These Demon Patterns…

“Those who are alive often have their own thoughts and can’t be manipulated at will. When dead, on the contrary, they fit my intentions better. Northern Hero has always prided himself on being aloof, believing his Dragon Form Body Cultivation to be supreme, unwilling to accept the true descent. Now, he has no room to refuse,” continued Black Scythe.

After he spoke, his eyes began to wriggle eerily!

It was not the normal movement of human eyeballs, but rather as if some sort of worm had taken over, making his entire appearance malevolently horrifying to the extreme!

The Earth Demon King!!

So it was lurking in the eyes of Black Scythe!!

There really was nothing in his eye sockets; he, just like the members of the Eyeless Sect, had excised his own eyes and let the Earth Demon reside within them!!

At that moment, Black Scythe Wu Luan was “staring” at Northern Hero’s corpse. The soil beneath the body suddenly loosened, and swiftly an Earth Demon Worm King bore its way into his face, devoured his eyes, and occupied Northern Hero’s eye sockets!

Northern Hero, dead a moment ago, was now standing up on his own!!

His ravaged flesh started to heal at a terrifying speed, and segments of centipede-like flesh began to grow on his body…