Lan Long was furious!
The name of Calamity of Heaven was not to be blasphemed or provoked!
How many years had it been since he last got angry?
The Mist Dragon could no longer remember. Right now, it only wanted its blood to boil once more. He wanted the insignificant creatures that wanted to invade him to pay for the damage he had suffered with their lives.
The scales on his abdomen turned darker, and his heart was roaring. The dragon blood was boiling, surging, and whistling. In the midst of the revelry, his heart began to awaken all the organs in his body.
His body began to wake up. The capillaries under his skin relaxed, and a large amount of heat began to be released. His body temperature rose rapidly.
His back, head, and all the flying membranes on his body were filled with hot blood and turned red.
The vesicle attached to the flying membrane had reached the boiling point under the high temperature. The water inside was constantly rolling, squeezing the inner wall of the vesicle and distorting the shape of the vesicle.
Finally, the air sacs were completely activated by the changes in its body. A dazzling purple light bloomed in an instant. The black and white Mist Dragon was completely covered in a red and purple colored dress. The flying membrane on its fins expanded further, and the Mist Dragon's body expanded once again.
Large amounts of hot steam were released from the air sacs and burst out from the pores between the scales, forming a steam oven that could burn living things. It also brought with it an ascending airflow that was enough to lift the mist dragon into the air again.
Seeing Stagu and Siegfried suppress the mist dragon, the hunters who were planning to fight again were met with a disaster. The hot steam didn't give them time to think, and almost instantly scalded them, blinded them, and finally burned them to death.
The mist dragon's muscles controlled the flying membrane to stretch out once again, and the release of water vapor reached the maximum threshold. The cumulonimbus cloud that had been dispersed by Ziegfeld's dragon roar once again formed in the sky. The positive and negative ions in it moved violently, creating dazzling lightning.
The rising steam had already become a gust of wind. The mist dragon took advantage of the momentum to rise into the air. It raised its head high into the air, flipped its tail, and spun horizontally. The world-destroying broom swept the ground once again, creating a large uninhabited area around the mist dragon. It inhumanely crushed the corpses or injured people on the ground into pieces.
Originally, everyone thought that the Mist Dragon would return to the sky and use the Wind Wall to protect itself.
But they were all wrong.
The Mist Dragon didn't continue to rise in height. It slowly stood up at a height close to the ground, its body that was more than thirty meters long. It was like a pillar that could support the heavens and the earth. On the huge dragon beast, a pair of angry dragon eyes locked onto all the hunters in front of it.
The atmosphere seemed to have frozen at this moment. The wind stopped, and the movements stopped.
However, in the next second, a strong wind blew and destroyed everything.
A large amount of smoke appeared around the Mist Dragon's extended fins again. The rapidly rising steam disrupted the flow of the atmosphere. With the Mist Dragon as the center and the ground as the bottom, the largest and strongest tornado appeared in front of the hunter.
"Let's go! Let's go! Run!"
It was unknown who shouted the retreat with a trembling voice, but no one refuted. Those who did not have the strength of a Legend or above were overestimating themselves.
However, the area covered by the tornado this time was too large. When the wind appeared, many Hunters did not have the ability to escape from such a powerful suction force.
A series of wails, accompanied by the sound of broken bones and ruptured ligaments, echoed on Spirit Peak.
However, the Mist Dragon did not have any sympathy for these insignificant creatures that had offended its dignity.
The mist dragon standing in the center of the tornado suddenly moved. It spun clockwise and then revolved around the tornado in an anti-clockwise manner. Its movements were elegant and filled with killing intent.
The Spiral Dragon Carriage that he had disdained to use was driven by his anger. It was as if it was a memory of his body, and he used it without hesitation.
One lap, two laps, three laps…
They rammed into the Hunters who tried to use their weapons to protect themselves in the tornado again and again, destroying the Hunters 'defensive posture and will to survive.
Then, like a swallow returning to its nest, it charged into the center of the tornado.
He was like a crowned emperor, draped in the robe of a hurricane. He carried the hunters who had suffered heavy casualties and whose bodies were floating in the wind and soared into the sky.
The tornado covered an even larger area.
The newly gathered cumulonimbus clouds had completely covered the sky, leaving only an area directly above where the sun's rays were still shining brightly.
The golden dragon horn reflected the golden sunlight, like a huge crown, added to the top of the mist dragon, as if it had returned to its original position.
The hunters on the ground finally had a chance to catch their breath. They looked at the mist dragon sitting in the dark sky from afar and felt different degrees of bitterness in their hearts.
Is this really an existence that we can defeat?
The tornado that had just plundered the surface and dug up 30% of the ground had also completed its mission. At the last moment, it broke free and left the only hollowed out part of the cumulonimbus cloud. It carried the soil and corpses and rose to a higher position.
It was as if the golden crown was coated with a layer of translucent paint, and the corpses were the various gems on the crown, demonstrating the supreme dignity and dominance of a king.
Those fragments were reduced to ashes by the lightning in the cumulonimbus clouds and disappeared without a trace.
Once again in the air, the mist dragon, who had entered the purple-red light spot, did not have the thought of casually killing them and saving energy.
He only wanted to destroy everything in front of him and kill the sinners who had brought him pain.
It swallowed the surrounding cumulonimbus clouds once again, and its body expanded once again until it reached its limit. The dragon's mouth suddenly opened, and a high-pressure water pillar that was much larger than the last time rushed towards the ground.
The three water pillars divided the ground into a huge triangular area, trapping all the hunters on the top of the Spiritual Peak.
The mist dragon shut its mouth, but the water pillar did not stop!
The ravines on the ground immediately spewed out a large amount of high-temperature water columns, forming three water walls. It was like a steamer, treating all the hunters as food in the kitchen utensils, allowing the high temperature to slowly kill them.
However, the Mist Dragon, who had completely lost its mind in anger, had no intention of torturing its prey. It thought of an even more bloody method.
What could be more exciting and pleasurable than feeling the weak bugs being crushed into pieces?
The mist dragon spun around happily and charged toward the area sealed by the triangle.
"Emerald Turtle, prepare the barrier of precious jade.”
"Barrier Talisman!"
"Fire Shield!"
"The maximum output of the light barrier."
Four layers of shields covered the party members from the outside to the inside.
Siegfried had also thought of using the new Dragon Roar.
“Faas~Ru~Maar~”
He hoped that he could use the power of the Roar of Intimidation to stop the advancing dragon carriage. However, this was an illegal driver of Mount Haruna. Even if he stepped on the brakes, it would be too late.
He could only hope that the shield was thick enough.
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