C829 Fallen Dragon
[Rapid Fire Thrust]!
The blood-red wings and the fiery light radiating from her body made her look like a killing angel.
The large spear pierced through the bald man's chest, leaving behind a bowl-sized hole!
Through the hole, he could even see the scene behind him.
The lower half of his ribs had disappeared along with the other half of his stomach. The bloody wound looked extremely horrifying.
"Cough!"
The bald brute coughed out a mouthful of blood. Not only did he not show any expression of pain, he even revealed a strange smile.
"Hehe, interesting. This is the first time I have seen any of you Beastmen use a move that is so stunning. "
As the baldy spoke, he straightened his back.
He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists until his blood vessels bulged very obviously.
With his continuous use of strength, flesh buds started to squirm out from his wounds like earthworms. These flesh buds slowly gathered together and covered his wounds.
The skin of his organs and muscles were quickly restored to how they were before.
"This …"
Tia clenched her hands nervously. Even if it was the medical treatment that Lin Mo had given her, it would still take a short period of time before it could be used. However, the bald strong man in front of her had practically instantly healed her wounds.
"On this continent, there aren't many people who can reach the Sacred Ji Realm just by relying on the power of their physical body. And I'm the one who can."
The bald brute patted his wound that had just healed and laughed with his mouth wide open.
"Difficult... Could it be that you are that legendary Fallen Dragon? "
His words seemed to have reminded those people of something. Amongst the human soldiers watching from the sidelines, some of them cried out in alarm.
Fallen Dragon, the famous Holy Knight during the war between the humans and the Beastmen.
His physical qualities had already reached an incomparably terrifying level. He could even be compared to a Monster King, the dragon race!
Compared to the dragon race, he could not fly. This was the reason why he was called the Fallen Dragon.
Regardless of whether it was in the past or now, a Fallen Dragon was definitely a legendary figure that was highly respected. To be able to see him in this kind of situation, it was indeed surprising.
Liliane didn't say anything. Seeing that her injuries had healed, her eyes became more serious.
He held the spear in his hand steadily as he cautiously took a step forward.
The Fallen Dragon, seeing her like this, couldn't help but nod his head.
Honestly speaking, Fallen Dragon himself was also an absolute battle maniac. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to train his body to such a terrifying level.
The Lillian in front of him gave him a familiar feeling. This attitude of being able to face any opponent with ease and caution made Fallen Dragon admire him very much.
"Right now, my strength is still suppressed by me to the Emperor level. However, I will be going to use my final trump card. I hope that you will pay enough attention to it so that you can face everything that happens next."
The Fallen Dragon reminded him softly.
Liliane didn't say anything. She just nodded silently. However, the brighter the fire on her body and the more imposing she became, the more it proved her attitude.
Blessing of the gods!
Before the battle had started, Lin Mo had spent an extravagant amount of faith power to let the system bless almost every warrior.
The power of this blessing could be used at any time as they wished.
Ever since Fallen Dragon mentioned that his strength was at Saint level, Lily knew clearly that if she wanted to defeat him, she would have to use all of her trump cards.
"Oh? "If you look like this, you seem to be doing pretty good too."
The Fallen Dragon's smile slowly disappeared and was replaced with a serious expression.
A true expert could feel the pressure from the aura emitted by the opponent. The fact that the Fallen Dragon was smiling proved that he didn't think much of Liliane.
However, his attitude had completely changed. He now truly treated Lillian as an equal opponent to him.
Regardless of whether it was the Alliance Army or the members of the organization, they all held their breath and carefully looked at the two people in front of them.
This was the first battle, and the success of the beginning would determine their momentum.
Swoosh.
As if two gusts of wind had suddenly blown up from the battlefield, the figures of the two people immediately became blurry.
Many of the weaker individuals could only hear the loud explosions in the air. However, they were unable to see the movements of the two people with their naked eyes.
The ground began to crack open, stones and rubble were shattered, flying in all directions. Every tiny stone was like a bullet, and once it was smashed through, it would create a huge hole.
The two sides hurriedly retreated. A Sacred Level contest was already the highest level battle in the entire continent.
If it wasn't for the two of them subconsciously controlling their own strength, everyone within a thousand meters would have been in trouble.
Even so, these ordinary soldiers were still forced to retreat to a distance four to five hundred meters away.
"Little girl, are you interested in joining our organization? The boss is that famous reborn person. He can help us step into the Divine level and reach a higher level."
The two of them fought for hundreds of rounds to be on par with each other. The Fallen Dragon started to cherish this talent and started to chat with each other.
"No need."
Liliane's face was cold as she rejected him without any hesitation.
The Fallen Dragon only thought that she didn't believe it at all. In the blink of an eye, she thought of another method.
"I also feel that it's impossible to let all the members enter the Divine level. But at least we can learn the art of rebirth. As long as we can keep our souls from being destroyed, we can live on indefinitely."
"No need!"
Liliane once again refused rudely.
To her, nothing was as good as what Lin Mo had brought her. After witnessing all the miraculous things that Lin Mo had done so far, Lillian no longer cared about any temptation.
He had once experienced the difficulty of water, except that Wu Shan wasn't a cloud, so he might be talking about Lillian's current feelings.
"What a pity."
The Fallen Dragon let out a soft sigh and bit the tip of its tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Lillian thought he was about to launch some sort of special attack, so she quickly retreated some distance. However, what she did not expect was that the Fallen Dragon did not take any action.
The blood that he spat out filled the air from the smoke. The Fallen Dragon walked in the blood mist and whispered a few sentences in an obscure language.1
Soon, the strange patterns carved on the Fallen Dragon's face and bald head began to shine with a blood-red light. The Fallen Dragon's aura once again rose to another level.
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