novelraw Chapter 18 : Chapter 18
Chapter 18 : Chapter 18
Chapter 18: Lightning and Dragon Transformation
The “living” metal snake softened, slithering on the glowing blood-jade bracelet.
Its three pairs of blood-jade eyes flickered, then lit up.
“Splash!”
A six-to-seven-meter-long, bowl-thick three-headed snake blood soul, with wide wings, flew from the metal snake, lunging at me.
It was massive!
Its blood stench was pungent, its wind fierce, awe-inspiring.
But it was faint, like mist.
Director Yang clearly didn’t know the true method to activate the three-headed snake bracelet, stumbling upon a blood sacrifice to release a weak wisp of its soul.
For a mortal, controlling even a wisp was remarkable.
“What’s with this eerie thing?”
The blood soul was practically a ghost, huge and ferocious. I didn’t dare touch it, dodging and fleeing.
My quick reflexes and extraordinary footwork kept me ahead, evading its attack. I yanked the Yellow Dragon Sword from the old man’s chest.
The image of the sword slicing the bone demon’s hair, turning it to mist, flashed in my mind.
This sword was a divine weapon against evil.
I channeled the scorching airflow from my right foot into the Yellow Dragon Sword.
A faint yellow glow coated the blade.
Fleeing rapidly, as if eyes were in the back of my head, I stopped abruptly, spun, and swung the sword upward, tracing a crescent arc, precisely striking the diving three-headed snake blood soul.
My timing was perfect, as if it had crashed into my blade.
The leftmost head, hit, burst into flames.
Instantly, the faint head couldn’t hold form, dissolving into wisps of mist.
With one strike, my fear of the unknown vanished, my eyes blazing with battle lust. I charged, chasing the blood soul, slashing.
Sand and stones flew.
It had wings but couldn’t fly high.
It was like a mortal hunting a demon.
The crowd was stunned.
A Lab 705 member reached for the shotgun, but Gao Huan and freed team members pinned him. The attractive female graduate student grabbed the shotgun like it was burning coal, rushing to the hull’s edge and tossing it into the sea.
By the time Gao Huan shouted to stop her, it was too late.
That was the last gun with ammo.
Her scream startled her, and she crouched by the hull, trembling, clutching her hair.
No matter what, the team knew who to trust. When Xie Tianshu, Chen Hong, and Kong Fan committed atrocities, where was Lab 705?
To sustain the blood soul, Director Yang lost blood rapidly, his body withering, collapsing weakly.
But it was futile— the blood soul was no match for me.
It was soon cut into pieces, dissipating.
While I fought the blood soul, the bespectacled woman from Lab 705 calmly shed her coat, revealing a scripture belt.
The yellow belt, two inches wide, was covered in dense scriptures.
Lab 705, studying the bronze ship for years, reached the skeletons first, claiming several imperishable items.
She poured a vial of Golden Crow blood onto the belt.
Unlike the snake bracelet, the belt’s “blood sacrifice” used dead creatures’ blood.
“Splash—”
The blood soaked in, some scriptures glowing red, enveloping her in a faint blood-mist.
Team members rushing to stop her saw a blur— she appeared steps away.
An ordinary person, with the belt’s power, moved with uncanny speed.
I hadn’t defeated the blood soul when she closed in.
As the soul shattered, she pulled a fist-sized black iron seal, striking it on the ground six steps from me.
“Boom!”
Thunder roared.
A bright, winding lightning bolt shot from the seal’s base toward me.
The seal and belt, from a near-jade skeleton, were high-quality, potent even without proper activation.
My senses sharp, I couldn’t turn in time, rolling aside, narrowly dodging.
My left shoulder’s clothing charred, fabric carbonized, skin burning.
A fraction closer, it would’ve hit my neck or head.
The seal’s power required a heavy strike to unleash lightning. Without knowing its true control, the woman’s palm stung with stray currents, making a second attack difficult.
The belt’s blood glow protected her arm from worse.
After dodging, I lunged like an ape toward her.
“Swish!”
Her uncanny speed, like an illusion, evaded my first swing, losing only a strand of hair.
Trained in martial arts since childhood, my moves, enhanced by the scorching airflow, were extraordinary, like a master’s. Yet her belt turned the ordinary miraculous— unbelievable.
We wary of each other, she fleeing, me retreating.
Elsewhere, unnoticed, Xie Tianshu, arm severed in a pool of blood, underwent a drastic change.
His dragon-patterned ring, absorbing his blood, turned its pattern blood-red, faintly glowing.
His heart synced with the ring’s pulsing, blood flow slowing.
The stump stopped bleeding.
Fine, icy scales grew on his skin. His forehead bulged, forming coral-like patterns.
…
I soon noticed the woman couldn’t keep using the seal.
After four uses, her hand blackened, trembling.
The belt’s blood glow faded rapidly.
“You don’t know how to use these imperishable items. Each use harms your body more,” I said, seeing one more use would ruin her arm.
No need to fight hard— once the glow faded, she’d be no threat.
“Roar!”
A high-pitched cry— wolf, tiger, dragon— echoed through the ship.
I, the woman, and the team members stared, shocked, at Xie Tianshu, now standing.
Eyes nearly popped out.
In the faint mist, Xie Tianshu, one-armed, swelled to two-and-a-half meters, his clothes torn.
His skin grew fingernail-sized black scales.
His remaining left hand became a sharp, massive claw.
His feet doubled in size.
The dragon-patterned ring on his claw glowed brighter, a blood-dragon pattern slithering like a living thing.
Team members screamed, legs buckled, some fled.
Already terrified of Xie Tianshu, this monstrous version was worse.
“Did he… drink the Black Dragon’s blood?”
“Scales, claws, head… he’s transforming into a Black Dragon.”
“How could he dare?”
…
“Li Weiyi, my severed arm’s thanks to you. Black Dragon blood and the ring can’t regrow it.”
Transformed, Xie Tianshu charged with heavy steps, accelerating, his cup-sized eyes burning with rage.
In a blink, he swung his claw at my head, stirring fierce winds.
I stepped back, the claw grazing past my nose.
After days of bizarre events, even his demonic transformation didn’t faze me.
Dodging, I slashed his chest.
“Ding! Ding! Ding…”
The sword sparked against his scales, leaving only a shallow mark.
Xie Tianshu retreated, unharmed, laughing: “My dragon scales protect me— what can you do? Don’t worry, I won’t let you die easily.”
I glanced at the Yellow Dragon Sword.
“Without the scorching airflow, it’s just sharper than normal blades, not enough to cut through.”
In the distance, the woman grabbed another vial of Golden Crow blood for her belt.
Spotting this, I leaped a meter per step, rushing her.
“Trying to run?”
Xie Tianshu chased, his steps shaking the ground.
“Pfft!”
I slashed off the woman’s head without hesitation, seizing the black iron seal. Kneeling, I faced Xie Tianshu, striking the seal hard against the ground.
“Rumble!”
Thunder roared.
A bright lightning bolt shot from the seal, hitting Xie Tianshu.
He flew back, body blacker, smoking.
I wasn’t unscathed— the seal’s lightning shocked my arm, numbing half of it.
“This seal’s not meant to be used like this. She was fumbling!”