At this moment, the dome above them was sliced open as easily as a block of tofu.
The group looked up through the massive hole to see Cantia, fully dragonized, hovering high in the sky. Her wings beat with enough force to blot out the sun, and the multicolored crystal on her chest pulsed with an eerie blue-purple light.
Countless Dragon Tongue spells poured down like a torrential rain—fireballs, ice spears, thunderstorms, meteors... She cast spells of vastly different attributes simultaneously, dyeing the entire space in seven colors.
The most terrifying of all was the blue-purple light that had just pierced the rock layers. Others might not have understood it, but in Starlight’s eyes, it was clearly a magical attack formed by fusing multiple elements.
While this fused power wasn't quite as overbearing as the Power of Destruction, the damage caused when unleashed by the hand of the Frost-Glow Dragon King was absolutely devastating.
At the center of the magical bombardment, Yserazor had also reverted to his dragon form. He used his signature move to shift space, pulling everyone around him into a parallel space.
This was undoubtedly the right choice. Under the indiscriminate bombardment of a Dragon King-level entity, Lian and the injured Lions would have been annihilated in an instant if they were even slightly careless.
The awkward part was that Yserazor specialized only in space magic, whereas Cantia was proficient in almost every type of magic, making her a natural counter to him.
“Hahaha! Do you think you’ll be safe just by hiding in that turtle shell?” Cantia shrieked with laughter. “That ability of yours can only be maintained for a short time, right? Five minutes? Ten? The moment it ends will be your doom!”
However, her laughter soon died in her throat. Through the swirling dust and smoke, she saw a figure that made her skin crawl.
Seranox stood at the bottom of the breach, his golden vertical pupils burning with a sky-high rage.
“I thought you would have had enough sense to flee as far as possible.”
Seranox kicked off the ground, his figure shooting upward like a cannonball across hundreds of meters. Before Cantia could even react, he slammed a fist into her jaw.
The impact was horrific. Her hundred-meter-long dragon body was sent flying upward, and shattered dragon teeth mixed with blood sprayed across the sky.
“This punch,” Seranox said as he hovered where she had just been, golden flames swirling around his claws, “is for all the clansmen you betrayed.”
The moment she was sent flying, Cantia reacted. She had no intention of engaging him head-on and instead used the massive force to retreat several hundred meters.
Taking advantage of the gap between the two Dragon Kings' clash, Starlight used instant movement to bring his companions up.
The hatching chamber was now unrecognizable. Under Cantia’s magical bombardment, the chamber that had been on the second underground level had been turned into a vast, open-air platform overlooking the bottomless pit.
As soon as Starlight and the others appeared, Yserazor immediately pulled them into the parallel space as well.
Lian’s eyes lit up instantly, and she hopped over to Starlight like a little rabbit. “Big Brother Starlight! Thank goodness you’re all okay!”
She habitually grabbed Starlight’s arm, only to blush and let go as if suddenly realizing something.
Starlight instinctively ruffled the hair on her head, not noticing her odd behavior. Instead, he scanned the surroundings with a vigilant gaze. “Where did Senior You go?”
“A few minutes ago, the entire Dragon Nest shook. Right then, the Frost-Glow Dragon King and Yuta suddenly doubled back for a surprise attack. To avoid collateral damage, Uncle pushed Yuta away, while the Rift Dragon King chose to stay here to protect us.”
Lian explained while looking fearfully at Cantia, who was currently facing off against Seranox in the sky.
“A few minutes ago? A vibration?” Xia Duo narrowed her eyes sharply. “It seems certain then; Salenzo must have contacted them somehow.”
“What? That scheming bastard Salenzo betrayed us too?!” Yserazor suddenly realized Salenzo was missing. Connecting the pieces from their conversation, he reached this unbelievable conclusion.
“Yes, and he has also occupied the Dragon God’s body...” Moen replied softly.
“What? The Ancestor’s body?!” Hearing this, Yserazor felt his scalp go numb.
As a Dragon King, he naturally knew what lay at the bottom of the Dragon Nest. He never expected that the usually honest Salenzo would be the one hiding the deepest.
Of the four Dragon Kings currently within the Dragon Race, two had actually turned traitor. This was definitely not good news.
To be honest, Yserazor was starting to regret getting involved in such a mess.
However, the thought only lasted for a second before he pushed it aside. If what Starlight and the others said was true, no one would escape once Salenzo’s plot succeeded.
While they were talking, the two Dragon Kings in the sky had already exchanged several rounds of blows.
During the stalemate, Cantia noticed a slight problem.
Her elder brother, the strongest Dragon King of the Dragon Race, was clearly not in peak condition. Not only was he not fighting in his most powerful dragon form, but the strength in his fists was significantly weaker than before.
“Heh...” At that thought, the Frost-Glow Dragon King suddenly stopped retreating, and blue-purple patterns lit up on her transparent dragon wings. “It seems Salenzo didn't lie to me.”
Her voice was distorted with excitement. “Elder Brother... You are quite badly injured, aren't you? In this state, it’s not like I don’t have a chance to win, is it?”
In the next second, Cantia’s offensive changed from hesitant to aggressive.
With a sudden flap of her wings, several beams of fused blue-purple magic instantly blocked all of Seranox’s evasion routes.
Facing the magic that almost filled his field of vision, Seranox held his hands in front of him and chopped a palm toward the incoming blue-purple light.
Sizzle—
Normally, his golden flames should have possessed an absolute countering effect against all magic, much like War God Battle Qi. However, the intensity of Cantia’s fused mana far exceeded that of ordinary spells.
When the two collided, the blue-purple light actually held its ground for a moment before finally shattering.
Seeing this, the joy on Cantia’s face grew even more pronounced.
“Hahaha!” Cantia laughed. “It seems our Gold Flame Dragon King... has truly become a sick cat!”
As soon as she finished speaking, an even more overwhelming flood of spells drowned out Seranox’s entire field of vision.
...
Even with Seranox pinning her down, Cantia had no intention of stopping the magical bombardment on the ground below.
She understood that even if Yserazor’s strength was inferior, he was still a Dragon King. It would be unrealistic to face a pincer attack from both of them simultaneously.
However, her fused magic was no longer directed downward; instead, she focused it entirely on attacking the Gold Flame Dragon King.
Soon, the group below noticed the shift in Cantia’s attack pattern, and their minds began to race.
“Po Kong, you said just now that the Divine Artifact can be used again?” Starlight suddenly asked.
“Yeah. Why? Planning to intervene? I’m ready whenever!” Po Kong patted his chest, brimming with confidence.
Starlight nodded. He had already learned how to briefly leave the protection of a parallel space during his time in the Crimson City-State. Now was undoubtedly a perfect opportunity.
“Getting out isn't the hard part. The problem is how we can catch up with the speed of two Dragon Kings...”
Starlight stared intently at the battle high in the sky, his brow furrowed. The figures of the two Dragon Kings were as fast as lightning, and every collision erupted in a shower of blinding sparks.
Even with his current strength, it was difficult to predict Cantia’s trajectory for the next second.
If it were just Moen and Little Gold working together, he wouldn't worry about Po Kong’s aura being detected. The real problem lay with himself.
“The issue is the precision of the first surprise attack...” Starlight analyzed in a low voice. “If we miss...”
The opponent could move freely in the air. If the first teleportation failed, Cantia, who was familiar with all kinds of magic, would definitely be on guard. At that point, Po Kong and Little Gold would be in serious trouble.
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