Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue.

Chapter 638 On the verge of breaking out

Just as the Golden Dragon King was about to unleash his next powerful punch, an extremely sharp aura suddenly pierced through the void, striking from the upper diagonal.

It was a phantom image of a silver dragon spear, magnified several times and shimmering with a cold, silvery light.

The Golden Dragon King's fighting instincts made him subconsciously turn his head to dodge, but the spear shadow came too fast and the angle was too strange. Although he avoided the vital point, the sharp spear light still grazed the side of his cheek.

"Tsk-!"

A string of blood droplets, mixed with golden blood and tiny fragments of dragon scales, splattered along the trajectory of the spear, leaving a deep, bone-revealing bloodstain on his face covered with black and white scales.

Taking advantage of this critical moment, the Silver Dragon King's body surged with silver light, instantly shrinking its massive dragon form back into the shape of a silver-haired, purple-eyed girl. She knew that surrounded by numerous deities, her enormous dragon form was too conspicuous and easily targeted. However, her current appearance was far from pleasant. Her once smooth silver hair was now disheveled, stained with blood and dust, and blood dribbled from the corner of her mouth. Most shockingly, the wound on her chest and abdomen, forcibly torn open by the Golden Dragon King, was still gushing silver blood. To temporarily stop this life-threatening bleeding, she had to summon her remaining fire element, gritting her teeth and using the scorching heat to forcibly burn the edges of the wound, producing a teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound. But this was clearly only a temporary solution; the intense pain made her face ashen.

But at the same moment, as the Golden Dragon King's cheek was injured, his fist, which was about to swing, suddenly changed direction, shooting out like lightning. Ignoring the sharp spear's edge, it grabbed the shaft of the materialized silver dragon spear that had ambushed him. The dragon claw scraped against the spear, producing a piercing sound and sparks flying.

In the brief moment he grasped the Silver Dragon Spear, two beams of seven-colored light, each embodying one of the seven elements—water, fire, earth, wind, light, darkness, and space—emerged silently from behind him like crossed scissors, slashing down at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

"Keng! Keng!"

Two crisp yet chilling metallic clangs rang out almost simultaneously as the two seven-colored slashes struck Mu Xing's back in alternating motion, shattering dragon scales and leaving two deep, intersecting wounds.

However, although the attack was fierce and swift, the damage it caused seemed to be extremely limited. The next moment, the two deep, bone-revealing wounds, as well as the cut on his face from the dragon spear, began to writhe and heal at an abnormal speed, almost instantly returning to normal without leaving a trace of blood, as if the attack had been an illusion.

The Golden Dragon King's crimson vertical pupils blazed with even more ferocity. He gripped the silver dragon spear with his claws and suddenly exerted force, forcefully turning the struggling spear around. He did not choose to continue holding this weapon, which was not entirely under his control, but instead threw it away without hesitation.

A blinding silver light flashed instantly. The moment the silver dragon spear was thrown, a powerful and vibrant emerald green life force was injected into it out of thin air. This caused the already incomparably sharp spear light to surge again, fluctuating wildly. The power it emitted suddenly increased to a higher level, and as if it had a life of its own, it locked onto the silver dragon king who had just transformed into human form.

However, the Silver Dragon Spear was ultimately the Silver Dragon King's exclusive weapon, inextricably linked to her very essence. Even if the Golden Dragon King could temporarily suppress and throw it with brute force, once it left her grasp, she would no longer be able to precisely control its trajectory and power. This strike, while terrifyingly powerful, was also fraught with uncertainty.

The spearhead, out of control, suddenly trembled and veered off course as it approached its owner, ultimately grazing her shoulder blade before disappearing into the ground, the butt of the spear still buzzing.

Although the Golden Dragon King never intended to fight her fairly, he, like her, chose to appear in a half-dragon, half-human form.

The primal pleasure derived from destruction, devastation, and slaughter surged like a tidal wave, crashing against his heart, sealed away for countless years. Only more thorough slaughter and more exhilarating destruction could temporarily quell the savagery that threatened to consume him. And the only person worthy of his all-out killing was his only blood relative, the other half of the Dragon God. Therefore, from the very beginning, there was no possibility of cooperation. Between them, it was a fight to the death.

The silver dragon spear, embedded in the ground, emitted a buzzing sound, broke free of the ground on its own, and transformed into a streak of silver light, flying back into the Silver Dragon King's hand. She gripped the spear shaft, the icy touch giving her a slight boost of energy. She snorted coldly, ignoring the lingering pain in her chest and abdomen, and took a step forward, assuming an offensive stance.

The tip of the Silver Dragon Spear pointed forward, aimed at the Golden Dragon King. A dazzling silver light, enveloped in seven elemental rays, burst forth from the spear tip. The light was so bright that the surrounding space could not withstand this extremely concentrated power, and countless fine, spiderweb-like silver-white spatial patterns instantly appeared, as if it would completely crack open at any moment and devour everything.

It seems that her blood relative is not as foolish as she initially thought, and will not be swayed by her inflammatory words to choose to cooperate with her.

That makes sense. How stupid could someone be to lie low under her nose for thousands of years, secretly developing their power without her noticing? Clearly, she didn't think Mu Xing had that ability. In her eyes, this rebellious little dragon was just following orders.

Moreover, the other party seems to have completely abandoned the dignity and pride of the Dragon God, choosing to cooperate with the divine realm and willingly become its lackey.

Thinking of this, the Silver Dragon King's gaze involuntarily turned back to where Di Tian was, her eyes filled with complex and indescribable emotions, a hint of the sting of betrayal, but more so a struggle to find a reasonable explanation. She quickly withdrew her gaze, as if to completely sever that last unnecessary emotion, her eyes replaced by an even colder and more resolute killing intent.

If it were that rebellious little dragon who tricked her into abducting her most capable guard, she might feel intense resentment and anger, seeing it as a serious challenge to her authority.

But if it's an order from the Golden Dragon King...

This thought seemed to offer a barely acceptable excuse for a certain stubbornness within her. After all, the Golden Dragon King, like her, was a demigod of the Dragon God, possessing supreme bloodline authority originating from the same source. Therefore, Di Tian's obedience to the Golden Dragon King's will, to some extent, didn't seem entirely incomprehensible?

The seven-colored light on the silver dragon spear intensified and solidified, like a flowing rainbow winding around its body, yet containing a sharpness capable of tearing everything apart. The spear tip trembled slightly, emitting a faint but rapid hum, as if it couldn't wait to drink blood.

At this moment, words are meaningless. She needs to speak with absolute victory. Only by using the Golden Dragon King's divine core and his defeat can she reaffirm her supreme authority as the ruler of all soul beasts and the demigod of the Dragon God, and reverse the stance of those subjects who have already wavered or even turned against her.

Of course, in her inner vision, if she ultimately triumphs, then those subordinates who have shown signs of disloyalty, such as Di Tian, ​​will naturally have to pay the price for their "wrong" choices. Punishment is an indispensable means of maintaining rule.

She banished all distractions, focusing her mind intently on the silver dragon spear in her hand. Wherever the spear tip pointed, space distorted, elements groaned, and a battle that would determine the fate of the world was about to erupt.

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