novelraw Chapter 670 - 670 663 Dragon Race Executioner
Chapter 670 - 670 663 Dragon Race Executioner
Chapter 670: Chapter 663: Dragon Race Executioner Chapter 670: Chapter 663: Dragon Race Executioner “Get out of the way.” Muria waved forward, sending a defeated Dragon Hunter, who had been on the brink of death beneath the White Dragon and whose head was rapidly regenerating, flying back. Under the palm of Muria’s human form, this Dragon Hunter barely resisted and was blown away, crashing into the mountains behind, creating a deep, bottomless cave as rubble tumbled out.
“Just a human form possesses such incredible power, what an extraordinary Giant Dragon!” The blood and bone fragments that had earlier exploded under the force of Muria’s palm flew towards the cave where the Dragon Hunter had been thrown. It was as if they had their own life.
Under Muria’s gaze, a grim-faced human staggered out. It was possible to see that the head and chest that had initially been detonated by Muria were rapidly regenerating.
“An awe-inspiring power!” The hawk-nosed Dragon Hunter tore off his warped armor, revealing a robe underneath, and looked at Muria with admiration, “It seems I’m slated for death today.”
“You do realize your own situation.” Muria glanced at the White Dragon beside her, which was once again filled with hope, her gaze cold. “But aren’t you going to attempt to escape? You might even get away.”
“No need to try, I’ve played with so many dragons, I knew that one day I would be killed by a stronger one.” The grim-faced Dragon Hunter surprisingly accepted his fate, “So there’s no point escaping, but I’d still like to fight back.”
As he spoke, a faint blood flame ignited on the Dragon Hunter, his aura quickly intensified at a visibly rapid speed. A black snake emitting a chilling and gloomy aura coiled around him, growing larger as his blood-qi burned.
“Utter nonsense.”
“You dragons are always so prideful. If only you cared a little more about us insignificant humans, perhaps I wouldn’t have turned out this way.”
The Hunter who had initially lit himself on fire entirely disappeared, transforming into a massive black snake. Emitting a nauseatingly stinking miasma, it hissed and corroded the surrounding rock and ice. With absolute determination, it charged towards Muria, baring its fangs.
Muria did not say anything, instead drawing out a sword barely over a meter long, engraved with Ancient Divine Text on its ridge. She diagonally slashed at the giant black snake, a pale golden crescent-shaped blade light flew out swallowing the surrounding Elemental Power. Expanding rapidly, it soon engulfed the sky and dominated the snake’s field of vision.
In the dying White Dragon’s eyes, after the blade light appeared, the world darkened, leaving only the golden blade light. When the blade light fell on the black snake transformed from the human Dragon Hunter, the snake’s body was cut open as easily as a hot knife slicing through butter.
“My Dragon hunting journey ends here.” The moment the blade made contact, the Dragon Hunter who was being destroyed showed no regret, he had been prepared for this from the day he set out hunting dragons.
Given his status, he could have enjoyed a lifetime of glory and wealth in the human kingdom. By merely existing, he posed the greatest threat. However, he had chosen the path of dragon hunting, which yielded the greatest rewards yet was fraught with danger.
Initially, there was no particular reason for him to hunt dragons, only for revenge. Revenge for the parents and siblings consumed by a Dragon Beast, for his hometown destroyed and trampled upon by a ferocious dragon. It was, in essence, just this.
“I’ve killed enough dragons.” The body of the black snake that had been hacked into segments burst apart, turning into a cloud of grey fog, revealing the Dragon Hunter beneath. He looked up at Muria who was high above him, standing atop the Crystal Dragon, staring down at him.
“But I’m still not satisfied! I haven’t killed enough dragons.” The Dragon Hunter, who had been mentally distorted during his solitary dragon hunting journey, looked up at Muria, his face twisted into an extreme, devilish grin.
Then, the blood flame on his body, which had been gradually extinguishing, ignited once again, but seemed to lack the strength it once had. A new strength then merged with this flame. It was his life force manifesting as a blood flame, which suddenly became somewhat transparent. Its red hue gradually faded, becoming clear.
“Burning your soul? But what use is that? This is nothing but a dying struggle.”
“What’s the use?” The Dragon Hunter’s smile became even more disturbing. He appeared somewhat ferocious, his body appearing somewhat illusionary, “I can leave a mark on you, a formidable dragon being, to remind you of me, a trivial human, an insignificant ant.”
With these fierce words, the Dragon Hunter completely disappeared leaving behind a black streak less than a meter long that shot quickly towards Muria’s forehead. It moved with a force of mutual destruction, a fierce determination.
“Boring.” Muria reached out her hand towards the black streak. Thunder swirled around her hand as she calmly grasped this black streak. A severe corrosion sound filled the air as black smoke emerged from the cracks in Muria’s hand. The black streak in Muria’s hand sparked violently with the surrounding thunder, gradually decreasing in size before finally dissipating into nothingness.
“Too weak, not even a mark left.” Muria spread her hand out. Her fingers were flushed, her skin fair and tender, without a single mark.
“What a pity, I wanted him to experience the torture he subjected the dragon to, to feel it himself. It’s a shame he died just like that, he got off easy.”
“You can try it on the other Dragon Slayers.” Upon hearing Muria’s words, the Crystal Ancient Dragon beneath suggested, “Let these Dragon Slayers die in endless pain, that would be the best.”
“Can you stand up?” Muria, whose eyes seemed to contain no emotion, looked at the White Dragon whose eyes were filled with delight, “That guy just now seemed to have used many methods to torture you, did you remember them all?”
“I’ve remembered everything in my body, respected Sir,” the White Dragon’s face showed a look of hatred. De-scaling, flaying, muscle tearing, bone picking… all the painful punishments that the dragon tribe had, it had experienced them all once.
“If I told you to use those punishments on humans, could you do it?” Muria asked.
“I can.” The White Dragon said decisively. It probably guessed why these two powerful dragons were here, this was their dragon tribe’s counterattack against the Dragon Slayers.
“Then come with me!” Muria waved, taking these two dragons and left this snowy mountain. They headed towards the direction of the other Dragon Slayers Muria had located. Her purpose was to eliminate these legendary humans who had made dragon hunting their hobby on this outing.