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Chapter 208: Chapter 193 Bone Dragon Group Status-1-1- 1(3K)_2

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“What the hell are you yelling about in the middle of the day, don’t you know it’s a public disturbance!”

Sario reflexively shrunk his head.

A few days ago when he first entered the territory, Boss Dead Bone had given him some instructions, not to yell randomly, not to release his dragon power.

He did remember these instructions, but he couldn’t help being overly excited.

Wait, if it was Boss Dead Bone nagging at him, he, the little bone dragon, would have accepted it. But you, HongYi, do you know who you are standing in front of? This is the great Wing of the End- Death Dragon… the venerable Lord Sario.

You can’t underestimate a bone dragon!

Sario knew clearly, after all, he was a newcomer, a new dragon, it was reasonable to be looked down upon by senior members. When he… his predecessor served under the General of Deathremains, there had always been some undead who wanted to act superior because of their seniority.

But he’s a bone dragon, for god’s sake!

“Let’s fight!”

Sario shook his huge bone tail which was three to four meters long, sending dust flying everywhere. In the past, he had defeated other senior members one by one, displaying his unbeatable strength, and thus becoming the number one under the general.

When in doubt, challenge to a fight, this was Bone Dragon’s code of conduct.

But,

HongYi yawned, “What’s the point of fighting, it’s better to sleep during this time.”

Sario: “???”

His bone dragon’s challenge was rejected, totally unacceptable!

What should he do next?

His limited experience didn’t tell the bone dragon much, he got stuck here.

Forget it, after all, he was a great bone dragon, it was normal for a soul body like Hong Yi to be afraid to compete with him.

At this time,

A green-faced, fanged man approached from a distance, “If you’re going to fight, count me in.”

It was Rakshasa, carrying a long red-brown spear. Unlike before when it was only formed during battles, he now maintained this spear all the time with the Power of Evil, and infused it with a lot of rare materials.

This was the Lord’s suggestion.

Only in this way, could he create a weapon that best suited him, one that could change as he wished.

To achieve this, Rakshasa specifically asked Master Li for advice on how to properly integrate the rare materials into the Evil Spear.

He looked at the bone dragon in front of him, imposing and majestic. The subtle dragon power that diffused in the air made his body tense unconsciously, and his whole soul body became energized.

He was excited, his soul was burning.

It wasn’t easy to find a suitable opponent in Tianyuan Territory, either they were too powerful, or they didn’t want to fight. The bone dragon seemed just right.

No matter what they say, a dragon should not be weak, right?

his suited Sario just fine.

He wanted to declare his bone dragon’s status through a fight.

The power of a dragon was something that ordinary creatures couldn’t imagine.

The man and the dragon, standing face to face on the vast grey field, attracted quite a few Le Ziku and Le Zihun spectators.

Hong Yi, who had said she wanted to sleep, was squatting on a tomb, eating a bag of sunflower seeds, looking forward to the drama.

Start the fight, start it quickly.

Just because she didn’t want to fight didn’t mean she didn’t enjoy watching a fight.

Sario was pleased with the lively scene. He released his dragon power, creating a storm on the flat ground.

Click, click, click, click

Off in the distance, a skeleton soldier ran out of energy under the invisible pressure and had to kneel down.

Sario spread out his wings and soared into the sky.

“Dragon’s Claw!”

Combining the power of darkness and the strength of the dragon, he reached out a claw, tearing the ground bit by bit, as easy as tearing tofu.

But, his dragon claw missed.

Where is he? Where!

Not landing a hit with his initial attack wasn’t surprising, Rakshasa was after all an elite-level strongman, he wouldn’t be unable to take even a single blow.

But, he couldn’t see at all how Rakshasa had dodged his attack!

Was that even possible?

A feeling of unease rose in Sario’s mind, “Could it be that I, as a dragon, couldn’t defeat ”

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

He immediately dismissed his own premonition.

It is a dragon after all.

Who can rival a giant dragon when the levels aren’t much different?

Sario activates ‘Fog Field’. The dense heavy fog spreads out, obscuring the enemy’s vision. Not only that, using the power of the fog, it manages to locate the position of Rakshasa.

“Found you!”

“Dragon Breath!”

The dark exhalation, speckled with icy-blue, whirled out in a fan-like shape, covering a large area. The ground became increasingly withered and decayed, sporadically frosted with ice edges.

But it missed yet again.

At this moment, Rakshasa took the form of a wisp of smoke, shot towards the bone dragon, and sculpted a form on it. Beneath its simplistic appearance lay an enormous amount of the power of evil, and the thrust of his spear, now an artistic conception level, deceptively plunged relentlessly.

The spear tip shattered countless white bones, but got stuck in midair.

He did not harm this bone dragon.

Between the real bones, there was a wall-like armor of death remains, standing in front of Rakshasa. And in the next moment…

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh —

Countless skeleton spurs from the armor of death remains were thrust out like a rain of needles.

This was the skill ‘Skeleton Spur’, combined with ‘Corpse Armor’, Sario’s prized trump card.

And yet, it missed again.

Rakshasa fluttered about as if he was a wisp of smoke, a wisp of wind, avoiding the bone dragon’s attacks whether they were enormous and mighty or swift as lightning.

This was artistic conception! It was a control of the environment! It was a perfect manipulation of the flow of the energy of the universe!

Rakshasa firmly dominated the combat.

The bone dragon might not be weak, but it was nothing more than a slightly bigger target for him.

The three vampires in the distance had their eyes wide open, shrinking their bodies, making them look more and more like partridges.

“The Lord Bone Dragon is actually…”

“Who is this impressive fighter!”

“I think living in a graveyard would be perfect, don’t you think so, brothers?”

“I think so!”

“I also think so. Living in a graveyard would be heavenly.”

What about mansions…servants? Not even a thought! They’ve never had such an idea.

They were the humble and earnest vampires!

And on the battlefield, the bone dragon was still staring, murmuring to itself, “Impossible, absolutely impossible!”

Even though it was the strongest bone dragon of the lowest epic rank;

Even though it inherited a considerable part of its predecessor’s power;

It’s supposed to be unbeatable, rampaging through the battlefield, why is it losing to a mere ghost?

“No, I can’t lose!”

“Even though I am disadvantaged, even though I don’t fully inherit the power, I am Sario, unbeatable in this world!”

His momentum rose, and faintly, it seemed to have absorbed and digested more of his predecessor’s power.

But at this moment, the opposing Rakshasa also powered up, with various brownish-red lines on his body coming alive. These tattoos flew out from his body, interweaving in mid-air, forming a roaring Evil Heavenly Dragon.

Faintly, a mild dragon’s might seemed to be spreading out.

A great fear was overshadowing it.

The bone dragon gazed.

The bone dragon pondered.

The bone dragon concluded that knowing the score makes one outstanding.

There were no conditions for a life-and-death struggle here, a ghost, and a dragon could only conserve their powers for an exchange of blows.

After a brief exchange, Sario realized that even though it was a bone dragon, standing at the peak of the White Bone Peaks, it indeed was slightly inferior to Rakshasa.

As a proud dragon, it couldn’t deny this fact.

The Lord had many strong fighters under him. No wonder it was the first wise ruler the dragon had met after wandering half of its life.

Its dream of ruling under only two, above millions, was no longer possible.

Now it was under three people.

Wait a minute! It remembered in the territory, Rakshasa and Hong Yi were on par, and there were also a few other veteran fighters who had a similar stature. Could it be…

Sario pondered, feeling its ranking within the group hadn’t even started climbing before it was already being reduced by increments of one.