51: So what?
Watanabe Ichiro's hand, gripping the demonic blade, began to tremble uncontrollably; he had never experienced such a suffocating sense of oppression.
"This power is astonishing!" The demonic blade suddenly became abnormally excited. "How delicious it would be if I could devour such flesh and soul!"
"Just imagining it makes me restless."
"Watanabe Ichiro, quickly merge with me! I want to kill!!!!"
The Golden Dragon slowly lowered his head, his dragon eyes, asHot as the scorching sun, firmly locked onto Watanabe Ichiro.
Just that one glance made Watanabe Ichiro feel as if his blood was about to freeze.
Then, the giant dragon suddenly opened his enormous maw, and a dazzling golden beam of light surged forth.
Wherever the light beam passed, space twisted and deformed.
Watanabe Ichiro's pupils instantly constricted to pinprick size, and his entire body's muscles tensed to the extreme under instinct's urging.
He had never witnessed such a terrifying attack—the golden beam of light hadn't even approached, yet the surrounding buildings had already silently disintegrated into atomic states.
Almost all the remaining people in the city perished in the aftermath of this strike.
"Blood Sacrifice!"
Watanabe Ichiro roared as he plunged the demonic blade into his heart, and the enchanting woman on the blade's body let out a maniacal laugh.
Suddenly, the Fukushima area not far away shook violently, and millions of residents were simultaneously enveloped by a strange black mist.
Their Life force transformed into a crimson torrent that surged into the demonic blade.
Just as the golden beam of light was about to engulf Watanabe Ichiro, a crescent-shaped blood-colored blade light shot up into the sky.
The moment the two powers collided, the space within a hundred-mile radius shattered like glass, and the immense energy shockwave directly leveled the entire city.
At this moment, the demonic blade woman had completely merged with Watanabe Ichiro; half of his body had already transformed into a hideous and terrifying demonic form.
Although his entire body was covered in wounds and a bloody mess, as streaks of blood-colored patterns spread across his body, his wounds were recovering at an astonishing speed.
"Good! Excellent!!!"
"Hahaha!!!"
The voice of the demonized Watanabe Ichiro was a strange mix of male and female tones, accompanied by ear-piercing maniacal laughter.
Twelve pairs of skeletal wings unfurled behind Watanabe Ichiro. "If it weren't for you, Watanabe Ichiro wouldn't have chosen to merge with me."
"To thank you for your help, I will repay you with the most cruel torture."
High above, the Golden Dragon circled proudly, his massive body shining with dazzling brilliance under the setting sun.
However, beneath this shocking sight, the giant dragon's interior became lively.
"Holy crap! He blocked that."
"After merging, our base attributes have already multiplied several times, plus the tenfold boost from forced fusion—how can he still withstand this, whether it's base attributes or skill damage? Did the opponent also cheat?"
"Who cares! Anyway, we're full of energy right now; if once isn't enough, we'll do it ten times, a hundred times! I don't believe he can keep holding on!"
At this moment, the Golden Dragon launched another attack.
His scales reflected dazzling light in the sunlight, like an impenetrable armor.
The giant dragon slowly raised his head, and the distorted figure on the ground was reflected in his eyes.
Then, he opened his enormous mouth, preparing to unleash another round of destructive attacks.
But at this very moment, the twelve pairs of skeletal wings behind Watanabe Ichiro suddenly unfurled, carrying a chilling aura, instantly sending him to the top of the giant dragon's head.
Watanabe Ichiro laughed maniacally and shouted, "Hahaha!!!"
"Die! I want to hear your dying wails and feel the pain deep within your soul!"
With each word he spoke, the demonic blade in his hand left behind strange blood-colored trails, even tearing through space, leaving dark fissures.
However, when these fatal attacks landed on the Golden Dragon's scales, only crisp metallic clanging sounds were heard, sparks flew, but they failed to cause any damage.
The giant dragon, witnessing this scene, slightly tilted his head back, and in an instant, a dazzling light erupted from his forehead.
"How is that possible..."
Watanabe Ichiro was stunned; he never expected that his full-power strike wouldn't even be able to break through the opponent's defense.
Just as he was shocked, a strong energy fluctuation swept over.
Watanabe Ichiro reacted quickly, dodging the attack with a swift movement.
However, just as Watanabe Ichiro was preparing to launch a new round of offense, an inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart.
Watanabe Ichiro subconsciously scanned his surroundings, only to find that the giant dragon, which had been far away, had disappeared.
Almost simultaneously, a golden dragon tail swept over like a moving mountain.
The giant dragon's speed was too fast, so fast that Watanabe Ichiro had no time to dodge.
The power of this strike was astonishing; wherever it passed, space collapsed inch by inch.
His twelve pairs of skeletal wings were almost completely shattered by this blow, and he himself was slammed heavily into the ground like an out-of-control cannonball, kicking up a sky full of dust.
"Pfft—!"
Watanabe Ichiro violently spat out a mouthful of dark blood; half of his body was already demonized, and now, under this fierce blow, it became a bloody mess, and his bones were completely shattered.
However, Watanabe Ichiro's twisted mouth slowly curved upwards, and a few bursts of almost maniacal laughter squeezed out of his throat.
"Pain...it really hurts!"
"Hahaha!!! This is what makes it interesting!!!"
The demonic blade trembled violently, and the face of the woman on the blade's body became increasingly hideous and terrifying.
Streaks of blood-colored patterns spread rapidly across Watanabe Ichiro's entire body like living things; broken bones quickly reassembled within the blood mist, and damaged flesh gradually healed.
"Continue!!!"
Watanabe Ichiro suddenly raised his head, his crimson eyes firmly locked onto the Golden Dragon in the sky, and his figure instantly vanished.
The next moment, he appeared on the giant dragon's back, holding the demonic blade high, and a blood-colored blade shadow that blotted out the sky condensed on the blade's edge.
"Blood Prison · Ten Thousand Soul Slash!"
With a loud bang, the blade shadow slashed down fiercely, as if tearing the entire sky in half.
The mournful wails of countless vengeful spirits emanated from the blade shadow, seemingly intending to completely tear apart the giant dragon's soul.
The Golden Dragon suddenly twisted his body, meeting the attack with his physical body without hesitation, his dragon claws enveloped in dazzling golden light as he met the blow.
"Clang—!"
The sound of metal colliding reverberated through the clouds, and a powerful energy storm swept in all directions.
The ground of the entire city was literally shaved off several meters deep, and countless buildings instantly turned to dust.
Watanabe Ichiro was forced back tens of thousands of meters by the recoil, and most of the flesh on his body peeled off again.
But as the blood-colored patterns once again enveloped his entire body, the injured flesh miraculously recovered as before.
And a deep saber mark was left on the Golden Dragon's claw.
Golden dragon blood dripped down, each drop containing astonishing energy, and upon landing, it directly caused violent spatial fluctuations; the earth itself could not bear its weight and collapsed.
The giant dragon merely glanced at the wound and then returned to normal.
"Hahaha! Injured! You're injured!!!"
Watanabe Ichiro laughed maniacally, completely disregarding his own more severe injuries, but instead stared intently at the spot where the giant dragon had been wounded.
His figure flickered again, transforming into countless blood-colored afterimages, simultaneously attacking the giant dragon from all directions.
...
At the same time.
Blood Skyhawk, who was fleeing for his Life, suddenly felt a powerful surge of air.
Blood Skyhawk looked up in horror, his eyes suddenly constricting.
A clearly visible shockwave was sweeping towards him with an overwhelming force!
Blood Skyhawk subconsciously propped up a blood-colored barrier, but he was still sent flying hundreds of meters by the air current, his back slamming heavily against the ruins.
Pfft—
Blood Skyhawk spat out a mouthful of blood foam, his already shriveled body, due to excessive consumption of vital blood, became even more shriveled.
Compared to Blood Skyhawk, An Changyang's condition was even more miserable; he was directly sent flying into a petrified state.
His entire body was covered in cracks, as if he would shatter into countless fragments at any moment.
Fang Zhiqiang's situation was no better; his entire body was a bloody mess, and his bones were shattered.
He could only barely cling to Life by relying on several powerful passive skills.
However, Su Yun, having received prior notice, was prepared and had already activated his energy body when the shockwave hit.
Even so, Su Yun, in his energy state, instantly lost most of his energy.
His entire body looked a bit more transparent.
Blood Skyhawk, having recovered slightly, assessed the condition of the other three.
Seeing that they were not dead, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Then he looked up at the distant sky, which was now dyed golden and crimson; the aftermath of each collision caused the earth to undulate like ocean waves.
And at this moment, Su Yun, who was gradually recovering, couldn't help but feel a hint of envy when he saw this scene.
As clones, how can you be so outstanding?
"Sigh~ Mmm mmm mmm..."
Just as Su Yun was about to sigh, Blood Skyhawk, whose heart was pounding and blood pressure soaring, suddenly rushed over like a gust of wind, directly covering Su Yun's mouth.
Su Yun, whose mouth was covered, instantly froze.
He thought, I just wanted to express a feeling.
Is it that serious?