Ancient Dragon in Arknights

"Nana! Watch out!"

Rita charged forward, shield in one hand and sword in the other. Angelia had used this equipment to slightly counter Neltharion last time, so she chose the same set. Fiona followed closely behind, still wielding a siege spear, but this time it was a specially modified version. Who knows how the engineering department reacted when they received the order.

'A single soldier using a siege spear? What? Did we get a new steam knight at our school?'

Two physically powerful warriors clashed head-on with Nesario, while Chen chose to flank from the side, fully utilizing her mobility and sharp martial arts skills.

Boom!Boom!

With two muffled thuds, the short swords on both sides, amplified by immense force, managed to hold their own against the siege spears and one-handed swords.

“Chen Chen!”

A blue shadow flew out from behind, and a black blade of light slashed down fiercely towards Neltharion's neck!

Ding!

A crisp sound—that was the sound of Chen's blade being deflected—Nesario's tail lashed out from behind, colliding with Chen's strike. Chen felt as if he had struck a rock, his hand losing strength and the blade flying away instantly.

'While taking a step back, swinging the tail will create tremendous momentum...'

Neltharion recalled the way he fought the dragon, and with a powerful leap, he created some distance between himself and the dragon.

Rita and Fiona wanted to give chase quickly, but Nesario's sweeping tail forced them to take it seriously.

A sharp, metallic scraping sound rang out as the sharp tail blade left scratches on the shield and the outer shell of the siege spear.

"So sharp? Fiona, be careful."

"I am fine."

Nesario stood sideways, his twin swords in his hands and the blade tail behind him—he was fully qualified to fight the three of them in hand-to-hand combat.

"You're too afraid to launch an attack? Then I'll take over!"

Nesario retracted his tail to regain his balance, and charged towards Fiona like a cannonball.

The siege spear was too large and somewhat inflexible, so Nesario needed to take down Fiona as quickly as possible.

Rita saw through Neltharion's intentions, and she raised her shield to charge at him—Neltharion's tail was aimed at her!

"give it to me!"

One of Chen's twin swords was knocked away. Realizing the huge difference in strength, she simply switched to wielding the swords with both hands.

Clang—The unsharpened blade struck Neltharion's steel tail, stopping him.

‘Succeeded! ’

Nesario slammed his right foot down, and the powerful hind leg and waist strength of the Dragon Slayer brought him to a sudden stop. His original intention to attack Fiona was instantly redirected to Chen.

With only a single blade remaining and his strength still waning but not yet renewed, Chen was completely incapable of resisting Nesario.

With a whoosh, the powerful momentum of the turn once again whipped Neltharion's tail around. Rita raised her shield to block it, while Fiona charged towards Neltharion.

The thrilling clashes continue! Both sides handled the situation well, the three girls' teamwork was a pleasure to watch, and Nesario's ability to take on three opponents single-handedly was truly impressive!

P.S.: (Did many people miss the group number? It seems like there aren't many people in the group. Responding to the distress signal!)

Chapter Fifty-Two: Accomplishment of Learning

Fiona's timely return halted Nesario's offensive, and Chen's crisis was averted.

Nesario stopped moving with an incredible turn, then with a flick of his blade, he gracefully landed in the distance.

The four were once again in a standoff, but this time, their mindsets had changed.

The three girls' initial confidence vanished. Chen stared seriously at her remaining sword, her once-proud swordsmanship completely useless. Fiona rubbed the spot where she had clashed with Neltharion; she had just fought Neltharion multiple times, all head-on clashes. Rita looked solemnly at the shield in her hand—it already bore two marks.

In contrast, Nesario remained completely at ease.

His tail is now the sharpest knife, posing a great threat to the three people whose equipment is restricted due to the exercise; in actual combat, Rita can keep her distance and bombard them, but at that time, Nesario will also unleash his killing move to decide the outcome in one blow.

"The three of you, shall we continue?"

Neltharion's tail swept past from behind, carving deep grooves into the hard stone floor. Previously, no one had paid much attention to that tail, but after this battle, Neltharion's tail would become a problem that everyone would have to face.

"What kind of strange race is this thing? Why does it have such a terrifying tail?"

"I remember a race whose defining characteristic is a huge, hard tail, but it's definitely not the Vaivaan..."

It is difficult for people of different races to have offspring, and even if offspring do occur, they will die young due to chimera caused by genetic defects.

Of course, hybrids can also be powerful if they grow up. The advantages of both races are combined, and this talent has great potential.

No one knows how Neltharion became like this, but it's obvious—he's incredibly powerful.

"Chen, are you confident you can stop his tail?"

Rita carefully analyzed Nesario and found that he had almost no weaknesses except for his ranged attacks.

'He has absolute dominance in close combat, and possesses all sorts of unbelievable abilities in physical combat. Balance... impossible.'

Rita realized she had to resort to underhanded tactics, namely a war of attrition.

"Fiona, can you hold on? We're going to have to wear him down to the last drop."

"We all know that Nana's stamina is lacking."

Nesario's keen hearing allowed him to easily overhear the three's conversation. A slight smile curved his lips. He had already thought through all the sad things in his life, even his past life, but he still couldn't hold back.

At this moment, if someone were to touch Neltharion, they would find that his surface temperature is extremely high, but his body is not overheated—the cooling system of the dragon slayer is capable of supporting a burning tail! Mere strenuous exercise is not even enough to satisfy Neltharion.

The battle resumed, and this time, the trio initiated the attack.

Rita stood at the forefront, the heavy shield seemingly weightless in her hands, the black shield plate wielded with ease as if it were cardboard; the massive siege spear was hidden behind the shield. Against Neltharion, small weapons were no longer effective, only Fiona's weapons could pose a threat to him.

As for Chen, she continued to employ the flanking maneuver, but this time, she only carried one blade, the black blade still sheathed—a domineering aura was slowly building within the scabbard, and Chen was about to unleash her ultimate move.

Faced with the surging trio, Neltharion showed no fear; his dragon blood boiled within him, and his warlike nature was surging.

Roar--!

In the midst of the surprise attack, Rita and her companions seemed to hear a dragon's roar. Although the sound could not shake the heavens and earth, it was enough to resonate deep within their hearts.

After a moment of disorientation—a black and red shadow had already arrived in front of them. After activating Berserk mode, Neltharion's abilities had reached another level.

The twin blades, like fangs, stabbed fiercely at Rita and Fiona. Their shields and siege spears blocked them, but the powerful impact almost shattered their movements, abruptly halting their advance.

That wasn't the end. As Nesario retrieved his weapon, he reversed his grip and pulled his tail together with a burst of power—Demon Dance!

A barrage of attacks, accompanied by sharp blade flashes, slashed towards the two women. Unsharpened iron pieces struck their flesh, while sharp steel tails slashed at their weapons.

The clanging of metal was deafening; even Rita and Fiona working together couldn't withstand such a fierce attack.

'This kind of movement is incredibly taxing, hang in there!'

Rita began to unleash her Originium Arts—as a valiant and skilled battlefield noble family, the Originium Arts passed down through generations of the White Wolf Clan were the source of their confidence. Unlike those Originium Arts that were grand in scale and powerful in their own way, the Originium Arts of the White Wolf Clan were very simple: they were simply a burst of inner strength.

A strong will can be applied to the body; as long as your fighting spirit is not exhausted, a continuous stream of power will burn from your body.

Such a move seems like a death wish, but unexpectedly, the White Wolf family has extremely strong physiological tolerance. Even if they are weakened after the attack, they can recover very quickly.

"Chen Chen! Now!"

Fiona seized a brief opening to launch a counterattack, interrupting Nesario's relentless offensive—an opportunity deliberately created for Chen.

Chen, who was waiting patiently for her opportunity, would not miss it. Her eyes, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened, and a sharp light seemed to burst forth from them.

With feet firmly planted and power generated, left hand grips the scabbard, right hand gently strokes the hilt—when strength, focus, and internal energy all reach their peak, the blade is suddenly drawn!

Crimson Sky Sword Technique, First Form – Drawing the Sword!

A visible red aura slashed towards Neltharion. If Neltharion hadn't dodged it, he would have been injured if hit head-on by this attack!

This is the most powerful move Chen can currently use—she is still young and her will is still weak, so she has only learned the basics of the Crimson Sky Sword Technique. She still has a long way to go on this path.

Sizzle—!

A sharp metallic scraping sound rang out continuously as Nesario was forced back by the crimson sword energy, finally stopping after sliding several meters.

The crimson shockwave dissipated, and the three girls awaited the outcome, while the medical sorcerers outside the training grounds were poised to strike.

Angelia frowned slightly, believing that Neltharion wouldn't be defeated so easily. Although Chen's attack had indeed shown unstoppable force, it was still somewhat fragile compared to Neltharion.

"Ouch—that really hurts. Chen, the kung fu of Yan Kingdom is truly amazing."

As the dust settled, Neltharion's twin blades and steel tail were seen parrying attacks, and he appeared to be completely unharmed!

"Let me give it a try next."

Chapter 53 Witness my sharpened blade!

The two swords crossed together, their unsharpened blades gleaming with a cold light. The striking steel tail slowly moved across the front of him, crossing the swords—Nesario was now exerting all his strength, his berserk state still intact, and he possessed unparalleled violent power.

The sharp steel tail rubbed and tore against the twin blades, and even the unsharpened blades seemed to be imbued with a sharp aura. As the blades shattered piece by piece, the sword tail, poised to strike, exerted its power.

"Watch out, he's about to use 'Draw Sword Slash' too!"

Although Chen had never witnessed the dragon-slaying prowess, there was an intuitive connection between swordsmen. Nesario did not wield a sword because he himself was the sword—the tail that was about to sweep across was an incomparably sharp blade!

Rigid blade grinding derived from Iai spin!

Zheng——!

With a flash of light and three sharp sounds, the outcome was decided.

Nesario achieved remarkable results on his first use of Dragon Slayer's most famous move—the sweeping blade successfully struck the weapons of the three opponents. Chen's unremarkable black longsword was cut in two; Rita's shield was also sliced ​​in half, the broken shield scattered on the ground, while the blade sheathed at her waist remained unharmed; Fiona's City-Breaking Spear was the most powerful weapon among the three.

Its spear tip could meet steel walls head-on, and even Nesario at this moment could not cut off its spear tip, so he aimed at the spear body structure—the Originium circuit, magazine, and other vulnerable parts of the City-Breaking Spear had been torn to shreds.

Fiona glared angrily at Neltharion, looking at her destroyed weapon—it was her favorite weapon!

"The victory is decided!"

Angelia declared Nesario's victory.

And all the viewers finally dared to breathe again—even though they were separated by a screen, the suffocating atmosphere from before was still palpable.

Everyone held their breath, staring wide-eyed at the duel between Nesario and the three girls.

"What was that just now?! It cleaved the shield in two in an instant?!"