Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks

Chapter 687 457: Out of Tricks

In the Yellow Springs World.

A giant dragon with twisting dragon horns, resembling a crown of dark red, silently confronted the foreign monk opposite, spewing hot sultry air with a sulfuric scent from its mouth and nose. Lava flowed between the crevices of its scale armor.

All the ghosts and evil spirits near it evaporated and disappeared.

Opposite, the Great Black Heavenly God was entwined with a golden dragon, his beard and hair bristling, and the axe in his hand transformed into a massive hundred-meter form, the sides reminiscent of an ancient mythological battle between giant dragons and titans.

The sharp axe slashed against the dragon's scale armor, and instantly a blood-drenched wound appeared. But clearly visible, at the moment of the axe's strike, the Great Black Heavenly God's body also synchronized with a wound.

Exactly like the one on Losa's body.

Upon closer inspection, one can see an invisible golden thorn bush highlighting Losa's scale armor, rendering the physical damage causes by the fearsome god-like foreign monk's transformation nearly ineffective.

The Great Black Heavenly God let out a furious roar.

This foreign-formed dragon beast was restrained in close combat; not only was its skin thick and difficult to wound with an axe, even when wounded, a part would reflect back due to those golden thorns. When casting spells from afar, the dragon qi would neutralize it—a Destiny Golden Dragon could counteract half but not all of it; attempting to use refined Buddhist teachings for conversion, the person's soul remained as solid as stone, and less than thirty percent of his profound Buddhist teachings could be exerted.

Since he took refuge at the Great Snow Mountain, when has he encountered such tough and thorny enemy?

For a moment, fueled by rage, a black fire formed a tangible halo behind the Great Black Heavenly God, elevating his already formidable aura even further, as he bent slightly at the knees and sprang up like lightning.

Instead of wielding the blade, he raised an iron fist and smashed toward the giant dragon.

The giant dragon flapped its wings to dodge, opened its blood-red giant mouth and bit viciously down. Upon biting solidly, the Great Black Heavenly God's body promptly burst into a cloud of smoke, replaced by a Great Black Heavenly God appearing from behind the dragon.

Seeing this opportunity, he grasped the dragon's tail with one hand, spun around, and fiercely hurled it toward the sky.

Boom——

A crimson dragon flame, like Moses' staff, sprayed from the sky, carving a deep ravine in the Sea of Suffering, countless evil spirits and lost souls disintegrated into ashes.

The rising mist obscured the entire world.

But the next moment, a black god standing atop a giant elephant charged out from the mist, and fiercely hurled the axe in his hand toward the giant dragon in the sky; the axe flashed like lightning, and at its tail, it was linked to a chain, tightly held by the black god.

It's imaginable that if this axe hits Losa's body, it could drag him from the sky into the Sea of Suffering.

But as the axe made contact, a chain of sparks erupted, unable to injure the giant dragon in the slightest.

The talent from Prajna, Solid Stone, once again demonstrated its miraculous effect.

Boom——

A long-prepared dragon flame spewed out as the Great Black Heavenly God attacked.

The foreign monk-transformed Great Black Heavenly God was, under the unawares, unable to dodge; beneath his ribs, another arm grew, the golden dragon behind him automatically transformed into a blinding white shield held in his hand.

Accompanied by a loud boom.

When dragon flame met the shield, the giant elephant mount under the Great Black Heavenly God was instantly vaporized into ashes, the terrifying high temperatures forming a hemisphere within the Sea of Suffering.

Burning mountains and boiling seas were nothing compared.

After dragon transformation, Losa's current combat power vastly surpassed that of the Karelian Fire Dragon when alive.

For a long time.

The dragon flame gradually extinguished, revealing a rugged black silhouette, standing like a mountain.

"This guy is unharmed?"

A trace of surprise flickered in the dragon's golden eyes.

Losa panted slightly; maintaining dragon transformation required far more expenditure than the previous half-dragon transformation, but only due to his spiritual power continuously receiving substantial increases could he barely maintain it.

The Great Black Heavenly God put his hands together, suddenly drew a mark, and within the Sea of Suffering World, a window opened up, leading to the outside realm, where amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, only a few dozen people remained standing.

A group of fearful Kashk troops raised their bows, surrounding them completely.

He saw Laine and Model, the two attendants who had followed him from Eagle Castle, guarding beside a double-headed eagle flag, their bodies covered in broken scale armor, and Baron Charles, exhausted, stood at the forefront of the group.

Swoosh——

An arrow pierced through the air.

The double-headed eagle flag was struck by a fire arrow and slowly began to burn.

After three rounds of arrow rain, only Baron Charles remained standing; those elite arrows shot by the fearful Kashk could penetrate shields, iron armor, and were no less powerful than the woodland archers.

But unfortunately, the woodland archers had already been annihilated in the earlier surprise attack.

"Benefactor, your people are about to be killed off; continuing to fight with the old monk—what meaning does it have?"

Upon seeing this scene, the dragon's eyes were indifferent, and despite the inner turmoil, his heart remained unfazed.

This was the monk's domain; even the slightest disturbance in mind would be exploited, creating favorable conditions, like those souls encountered earlier. They were neither real souls nor illusions, but tailored manifestations of his inner thoughts.

The ferocious-looking Great Black Heavenly God, clasping his hands together, appeared especially benevolent and sacred: "An ascetic does not speak falsehoods. Does benefactor think this is the illusion created by the old monk? The old monk could swear an oath to Buddha, absolutely not the case."

Seeing Losa's composed expression, he paused momentarily, sighed softly: "Except those outside the sect, this is the first time the old monk has encountered someone with such a stony heart as the benefactor. Since benefactor has seen through the fleeting world, why not take refuge in my Buddha for liberation?"

"You're afraid?"

The dragon suddenly showed a hint of a human-like mocking expression and spoke.

The Great Black Heavenly God looked compassionate: "Benefactor is mistaken; the old monk's engagement with the benefactor has never been a battle of egos; how could fear be involved?"

"You old thing certainly have a silver tongue."

The dragon sneered: "Let me go. We're not adversaries; I only seek to take Yeshen's life."

Seeing Losa's composed expression, he paused momentarily, sighed softly: "Except those outside the sect, this is the first time the old monk has encountered someone with such a stony heart as the benefactor. Since benefactor has seen through the fleeting world, why not take refuge in my Buddha for liberation?"

"You're afraid?"

The dragon suddenly showed a hint of a human-like mocking expression and spoke.

The Great Black Heavenly God looked compassionate: "Benefactor is mistaken; the old monk's engagement with the benefactor has never been a battle of egos; how could fear be involved?"

"You old thing certainly have a silver tongue."

The dragon sneered: "Let me go. We're not adversaries; I only seek to take Yeshen's life."