It's so painful! So hard! So difficult!

Combining the moves he had seen before, the horizontal slashing techniques he had learned, and Bai Lin's understanding of power, he formed a move that resembled the swing of a dragon's tail. The already sharp spearhead, empowered by this combined immense force, easily pierced the dragon's heel. This powerful blow, aided by the explosive black flames, directly impacted the dragon's skeleton with the blunt force of a warhammer.

The sound of bones snapping was clear. If Bai Lin could see through things, seeing the severe damage that went all the way to the base of the thigh bone, she would probably be too excited to pursue the victory. Fortunately, she couldn't see it.

Unfazed by pain, the undead dragon uttered no roar, and the crackling of bones didn't even alter the sound of its searing breathing. Another tail swipe struck Bai Lin in the face. This time, the distance was too close, and Bai Lin was already poised for attack, leaving her no time to dodge. She held her spear horizontally and took the blow head-on.

Bai Lin, holding Gungnir, was struck by this sudden and powerful force and was sent flying far away. Although he felt a surge of energy and blood in his chest as he fell to the ground, he quickly stood up.

But no matter how fast she moved, she couldn't outpace Tiamat, who had already prepared her breath. Icy blue light shone brightly, and visible white mist condensed into bursts of icy flowers. Even the initial swaying motion indicated a deceptively low temperature. Bai Lin was certain that if she were to be struck by this frost breath, she would likely experience the same fate as being touched by the Ice Witch's branches.

She immediately broke into a run. Although she knew that human legs couldn't outrun the dragon's breath, the only solution was to run as fast as she could to reach Askatifo's feet. She didn't dare stop. Even the simple act of holding her spear to gain leverage seemed incredibly dangerous at that moment.

Can I really run there? No, I must run there! Bai Lin took his first steps with a determination even greater than that of the physical education exam, but he could clearly feel his body temperature gradually dropping. At this moment, the Undead Dragon also turned its head and gathered its breath, blocking Bai Lin's retreat.

Although the hero, no longer concerned about his body's disintegration from muscle dissolution, ran with all his might, he was still a step behind the icy breath. A blue light filled Bai Lin's vision. The biting cold and the light made it difficult for her to determine whether she had been hit. But as the light gradually receded, allowing her to regain her sight, a startling scene occurred.

Tiamat's breath struck the Undead Dragon! This deflected path clearly showed that Tiamat had done it intentionally. Most of the Undead Dragon's body was frozen, and even its breath was held back in its mouth.

"Don't get me wrong, human. I hate you, I hate you so much. But in this last moment, I will fight for myself."

Tiamat's cold voice came from above, and she closed her eyes in some pain.

Many years ago, she was just a Wave Dragon who practiced medicine, primarily serving as a medical worker. Because of this, she wasn't overly brainwashed by Chronostia, until...

She was also pushed onto the battlefield in that battle.

She was afraid. She had never fought anyone before, and the dragons she kept were all fierce. Only Askatif stood in her way, sometimes vaguely, allowing her, who was not good at fighting, to avoid fighting. At that time, Askatif was more dazzling than the sun to her.

But despite his modest strength, he ultimately fell into crisis during that brutal war. It was when Tiamat saw that despair that she chose to change.

Using the magic and medical principles she had learned, Tiamat transformed her own flesh. She froze her dragon heart, and ever since then, a biting cold has coursed through her veins, causing her to suffer every day.

It’s Double 11, I hope everyone who is still reading can find their ideal partner.

Chapter 107: Cherish the past and look at the present

Tiamat, on that day, or perhaps even long before, fell in love. Even with a lifetime of pain, she chose to gain power. She never regretted it, because she fought for love, for the survival of her beloved.

But why was he still doing something he didn't want to do in such a place? Conquering the snowfields before heading out into the world? How much time would that take, and what hope did he have?

When the resurrected Askatifer, like a painless dragon of death, crashed to the ground, she fell into deep thought.

She had no talent for combat, and even pharmacology wasn't particularly adept. She couldn't comprehend spells, unable to mobilize the powerful magical energy within her as easily as other dragons. Despite this, Tiamat found a method that suited her best: simply freezing the ethereal magic and revealing it in a visible form.

It was precisely because she was so smart that she had an epiphany from the endlessness. Just like the girl who froze herself in exchange for her lover's survival, it was a painful thing, but it was a choice she made voluntarily.

So, this was happiness. Under the vast dark wings of Kronosthea, she could not see even a glimmer of hope for the future, so she had to choose the path that she believed was happy.

Even if it means dying with your lover.

Bai Lin glanced at Tiamat with a complicated expression, then immediately began to move his body without stopping. He raised his stick, leaped, and in a flash, he was at the dragon's feet, dodging the dragon's breath attack.

Although the effect of Tiamat's breath was indeed very powerful, the disgusting body of the undead dragon, which was covered with red mist, was frozen into a deep purple color, but the high-temperature blood mist surrounding the opponent was obviously not low in temperature. The dragon raised its claws high and broke through the ice.

This aim wasn't an attack... it was the Dragon Chariot! Bai Lin anticipated the opponent's next move from his trajectory. She tensed her shoulders, the contraction of her muscles briefly unleashing a tremendous burst of power. She stepped back, lifting her slumped shoulders. Extending her wingspan, Bai Lin unleashed her full strength, launching a heavy, oblique blow that threatened to crush her opponent into a pulp, accompanied by a burst of black flames.

As a warrior, Bai Lin wasn't the type to engage the enemy head-on. Her aim was actually quite sinister, slashing diagonally from the opponent's right foreleg to the neck and the base of its damaged wing.

Its already fragile body, after first being frozen, was then struck fiercely by the slash of black flames. The undead dragon's right front leg was completely broken, causing it to lose its balance and fall to the ground. This blow had far more effect than just stopping the dragon chariot in its tracks.

The dragon's neck, struck hard, gushed out a profuse stream of blood. After this blow, the blood mist surrounding the dragon's body dissipated in large swathes. Its already damaged wings were completely destroyed by this blow. The continuous wear and tear deprived the dragon of any chance to counterattack, and Bai Lin, naturally, would not cease her attacks.

A stab upwards, the huge explosive force caused a large hole in the dragon's chest, followed by a piercing stab towards the abdomen. Although some power was sacrificed in pursuit of speed, the purpose of this attack was not only to cause damage, but also to allow Bai Lin's spear tip to easily escape and strike downwards.

Well aware of the undead dragon's uncanny ability to control its muscles, she perfectly adjusted the spear's penetration slightly outward. At that moment, Bai Lin, focused on her attack, felt the temperature, which had dropped with the disappearance of the blood mist, rise again. This ominous premonition convinced her that she needed to fight quickly.

The spear tip slashed downward, colliding violently with the ground. Bai Lin leaped high, and the black flames wrapped around Gungnir's shaft instantly reached maximum power. Though equally pitch black, the flames seemed to scorch the black night into a sharp cone. To be more specific, it resembled a spear tip, yet also resembled a giant dragon's claw strike.

The strike sank relentlessly into the Undead Dragon's skull, like a drop in the ocean. The flames quickly penetrated the dragon's body. The spear tip returned to stillness, and the dragon's body paused for a moment, but only for a brief moment. A moment later, rings of black and red flames burst from the dragon's body, and in an instant, along with the shapeless mass of flesh, they evolved into a magnificent explosion.

Bai Lin lightly stepped on the flesh that hadn't completely collapsed yet, and leaped out of the sea of ​​blood. Her fierce and unstoppable gaze met the flames burning all over Kronostia's body and the gradually brightening white light.

Or let it be used, but it doesn't matter. Now Bai Lin has mastered the trick to break through this heat barrier.

What I've destroyed in my imagination, I'll do again in reality! Bai Lin detached the shield and stepped on it, leaping quickly higher and farther. Reattaching the dragon spear, Bai Lin took a deep breath to fully focus his mind.

Thousand Shackles Temple

Although it didn't directly strike the castle walls, the destructive white light gushed out, leaving grooves on the walls and ground, the kind only seen with severe damage. This was the white light of destruction, the dragon's fatal blow. The castle trembled, debris fell, and the mountains, as if in fear, stopped snowing for a moment.

But all of this had nothing to do with the brave warrior who had reached uncharted territory. The aftermath of the destruction could only hinder her speed, but it couldn't stop Bai Lin's determination to keep moving forward.

Parts of the armor around her waist, thighs, and heels crumbled to dust in the collision, and Bai Lin's fair skin was torn apart, revealing the horrific flesh beneath. But she never gave up on maintaining her balance, or the chance to cross the white bridge. She simply gritted her teeth and endured it all.

Then, break the deadlock.

After the white light, thin white lines that blocked everything like thousands of chains gradually took shape. This time, Bai Lin observed everything carefully with her naked eyes. She curled up her body slightly to avoid some of the high-temperature cutting white lines surrounding her, and slowly raised her right hand holding the spear in the falling strong wind.

This time, the dragon used all its might. Although it knew its gaze no longer had the effect of freezing Bai Lin, it still tried to distract her. But to its surprise, those eyes, seemingly untouched by the vicissitudes of life, were filled with murderous intent to tear it apart completely.

How is it possible...what drives her to such a degree?

Chapter 108 Tears of Tiamat

Over its long history, the ambitious dragon has faced countless brave individuals who have challenged it. Each has their own reasons. Some fight for their families, others for the greater good they believe in. Regardless of their reasons, they have unleashed their emotions to the extreme.

Anger, confidence... or love. Emotions are the embodiment of human nature, and these emotions, when reached to their fullest, are the brilliance of humanity. With their own reasons, they wield their weapons and challenge invincible foes. Perhaps they are indeed powerful beings among humans, but...

Chronostia has lost count of how many such adversaries she's defeated. She's never tasted defeat before, so why should she be defeated this time? Is it just because of that dragon spear in your hand? Its previous owner met a tragic end, and I will bring you an even darker abyss of despair!

The dragon roared, its flames blazing from a purplish-black hue to a deeper, dark hue. The air around it rose noticeably, instantly consuming the lingering scent of corpses and blood. A flood of flames flowed into Kronos's gaping maw. A black hue of terror and darkness, mingled with evil, danced within it like a burning straw, its outer shell scorched, transforming into a deadly deep blue.

The strongest breath it has ever used has been condensed here.

Scorching Breath: Extreme

Even she herself transformed into a warrior as sharp as a spear, as if the deadly heat didn't exist. Her eyes and aura, awakened to perfection, remained unwavering, effortlessly breaking through the white lines that held her back. Her speed and strength continued to climb, the swirling black and red flames distorting the scene before Bai Lin's eyes, gradually enveloping her entire body.

Was this a perfect collision of blows? The answer was yes. Bai Lin's body, like a cannonball, left a series of air-collapsing explosions in the air, gradually transforming into a whistling sound that pierced the air. And that whistling sound itself, in an instant, disappeared before the dragon's eyes.

Secret Law Circle

A flash of dark red light passed before the dragon's eyes, like a blazing meteor streaking across the night sky, yet it only made the air feel incredibly dim. The light fiercely collided with the breath, which had barely formed, but it continued its piercing pace. Like a bullet piercing flesh, it pierced the dragon's body with the force of thunder, starting from the dragon's eyes and piercing through its body.

After this blow, Bai Lin felt the world fall into silence. She slowly raised her hands, glanced at her blood-stained hands, and bewilderedly bent down to retrieve the extinguished dragon spear stuck in the ground.

A loud bang like thunder brought Bai Lin back to reality. The castle began to shake violently like an earthquake. Her feet were unstable and she fell to one knee, steadying herself with her hands and feet. Then a blinding light flashed from behind her, and Bai Lin's not-too-slow nerves reminded her,

"Run quickly"

Grabbing her spear, Bai Lin desperately threw her damaged legs aside. Her knees, worn from excessive jumping, ached, and her feet, scraped and burned, barely protected by the foot armor. The brave, carrying her tattered armor and body, leaped forward in a final struggle.

But her leap actually landed her in a warm embrace. When Bai Lin met those familiar obsidian eyes, a sense of security warmed her heart and the corners of her eyes.

Katie looked at Bai Lin with a smile on her face. Although she couldn't hear what she was whispering because of the explosion, she immediately raised her head and stretched out one of her hands. A large amount of golden-orange light was like the sunset in the sky, gentle and grand, blocking the aftermath of the collision between the breath and the dragon spear.

Bai Lin's weapon fell to the ground, and she collapsed helplessly into Katie's arms. After that attack, the massive drain on her physical and mental strength made it difficult for her to continue fighting. Katie's appearance also made her truly feel like she could "rest."

Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, but the corners of her mouth showed a gentle satisfaction.

-

Bai Lin found himself in a place filled with mist. The ground beneath his feet felt unsteady, the same color as the sky's reflection, a pure white that made his mind go blank.

Just as she was wondering where this place was, a cloud of mist parted, revealing a giant creature. It was a damaged dragon, more like a broken piece of flesh, just like herself before.

Long opened her eyes, which had been closed in pain, and a breath of white air slowly escaped her mouth. The coolness that instantly sobered Bai Lin made her understand the other party's identity. That miserable piece of flesh was Tiamat.

"What do you want from me, human?" Her voice was hoarse, but the cold charm remained unchanged.

"Aren't you looking for me?" Bai Lin tilted his head in confusion.

"Really? I think I slept for too long, I'm a little groggy."

Bai Lin once again examined the dragon, who had tragically met his end, and a sense of bleak sadness emerged in her heart. If there were any questions, she could think of some.

"Why are you helping me?" Bai Lin asked Tiamat.

Tiamat coughed twice, spitting out a mouthful of blood. "I hate that evil dragon, Chronosthea. That's reason enough, isn't it?"

"What about me? Don't you hate me?"

"Make no mistake, human." Despite her advanced age, Tiamat's icy gaze still made Bai Lin unconsciously take a step back. "Of course I hate you. I hate you so much that I want to kill you. So if any of you die, it's a good thing for me. Do you understand?"

Bai Lin was silent. After thinking for two seconds, she said calmly, "That groan after I died was made by you, right?"

"I didn't expect you to hear it." Tiamat's attitude still couldn't be heard from her tone.

"That sentence, I also want to say it to you once again..."

"Shut up, I don't need human pity!" Tiamat interrupted Bai Lin angrily.

Bai Lin closed her mouth again, she had no intention of refuting anything. This time, it was Tiamat who spoke weakly and tremblingly.

"Wake up, hero. Go to the person you're supposed to be with."

Bai Lin saw the reflection under Tiamat slowly reveal the majestic figure of Asketif with wings spread and roaring. He wiped away the trace of compassion in his eyes, looked into Tiamat's eyes, nodded, and then floated away in the white smoke.

"It's so... tragic." Someone's voice sounded.

-

Bai Lin opened her eyes again and saw Katie treating her. Seeing the broken ceiling and the charred walls and ground around her, Bai Lin realized that she was still in the castle.

Chapter 109 Night, Swallowing Everything

Looking to either side, I could see Kronosthea's massive body. Its already broken head had been blown off by the explosion, and the remaining body slumped limply to the ground. Although the evil aura had completely dissipated with the explosion, looking at the remains, I could still imagine the chills running down my spine as I listened to it speak.

The ruined castle was in ruins, and the fact that it hadn't collapsed was a miracle. Mottled blackened lines appeared everywhere, and even some traces of unfinished fire remained.

But what really caught Bai Lin's attention was the ripped-off dragon, Tiamat, on the other side. She had closed her eyes, her silence mirroring the frost pouring from her mouth. Yet, her presence made it clear she was at rest.

"Okay, treatment is over." Katie said in a playful and cute tone, then leaned over to Bai Lin, blinking her big eyes at him. Her eyes were gentle and watery. Perhaps tenderness wasn't the right word, but Bai Lin's Chinese wasn't very good, so that was the only word she could think of.

"Thank you for your help?" Bai Lin thought about how to respond and came up with this inappropriate answer. However, the other party burst out laughing.

"You've been a real help this time." Katie stood up again, smiling sweetly, stretching her body. Bai Lin was filled with joy at the return of her companions and the fall of her enemies. She felt so much joy that she didn't know how to express it.

In the end, Bai Lin just smiled. Perhaps simplicity is the best.

Suddenly, her heart felt like it was being squeezed hard, and Bai Lin felt a chill running through her body, as if the blood had frozen. This was clearly a very bad sign. Her eyes quickly focused and she saw Katie struggling painfully in the air, just like Jesus was tied to the cross.

With trembling fingertips and a distorted expression, Bai Lin, seeing this scene, didn't even bother to recover her strength. She jumped up from the ground and rushed towards Katie. But as she stood up, a large amount of black mist emanated from Katie, along with the violent golden-orange color, and drifted towards Kronostia's corpse in the distance.

The mist gradually thickened, looking more like liquid, and even gradually became as thick as blood. When she came to Katie, she had closed her eyes and fell down weakly. Bai Lin quickly hugged her and asked loudly,

"What's going on, are you okay, Katie?!"

Katie opened her eyes slightly, muttering something almost inaudibly, and pointed her finger at Chronostia's body. Bai Lin looked in the direction of her finger, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

A massive purple-black claw burst from Chronostia's back. The cool breeze from the snowy plains was twisted into gusts of hot air by the claw's appearance. It violently tore through her body, gradually revealing a complete dragon.

Purple-black dragon flames enveloped its entire body; it was, more accurately, composed of flames. While not as massive as a corpse, it was still considerably larger than Askatifo and the others. The soaring dragon, whether its sharp claws, bared fangs, or sword-like serrated tail, all made Bai Lin sense danger.

The most important point was its eyes that were faintly glowing orange. The deep evil that could be seen at a glance made Bai Lin completely understand its identity.

"Ah... damn humans, they actually made me start the plan early. Now I have no choice but to give up my body early... But the result will not change."

The dragon's familiar whisper, despite the sudden surge of heat within the castle, still made Bai Lin feel a chill. That's right, the other party was Chronostia herself.

"Tsk, you're really haunting me, you evil dragon." Bai Lin jumped to the side, slowly put down Katie's body, and then took out his weapon.

Chronostia grinned, and the look of confidence in its victory reappeared on its face, which made Bai Lin even more nervous. It nodded as if it was satisfied with something.

"You can curse me all you want, it doesn't matter. But as a last word, yours is really too harsh."

Bai Lin clenched the gun in his hand and pointed the spear at the evil dragon. Although he was nervous, he did not show any sign of relaxation.

"Oh? Then I'd like to ask you, where does your confidence come from? You were defeated just a few seconds ago."

The dragon's smile grew even more ferocious, leaving Bai Lin even more perplexed. If he'd been told that, wouldn't he have been furious and launched an attack? Why was he so calm? Was the dragon's temper gone, or...

Have you really completely crushed me and don't care about these words anymore?

"Let me show you, human. You've qualified as my first sacrifice after my resurrection!"

The dragon's body landed on the ground, a cascade of flames and heat sweeping through, sending Bai Lin flying and crashing against a wall. Even Bai Lin, despite her robust constitution, felt a surge of energy and a tingling sensation in her back and chest. While she recovered, the dragon continued its attack.

For the first time, Kronostia stood up, majestically raised its head, and roared to the sky. Streams of inky black liquid peeled off from its body, gathered together and gushed out, shooting straight into the sky like pillars of light.

In an instant, the sky, already tinged with pale white, was stained, and that stain trembled and grew larger. A tooth-grinding grinding sound echoed from all directions, resonating endlessly like the wails of the sky. The earth itself began to tremble, and in several places on the snowfield, large amounts of hot, churning black liquid gushed out, melting the snow.

The black color grew wildly and rapidly like weeds. Soon, Meng Zheng, who was comforting the families of the martyrs, looked up and saw this scene. Suddenly, the big man froze in place and trembled with fear.

So, what is that?

Similar situations gradually emerged in human villages, with many people even expressing pessimistic and frantic thoughts, such as "This is a sign of the end of the world." The goblin also leaned on his crutches with a sad heart, gazing at the remaining blue sky with a somewhat empty look in his eyes.

Have you failed, brave man? Perhaps I should go with you and lend you a hand...