The appointed time had arrived. The flying mounts swooped past like a swarm of locusts. The two aerial cavalry units began to engage, and the sky instantly plunged into chaos.
Countless cries of flying mounts roared like rolling thunder, sweeping across the City of Sins.
The silver-white dragon ridden by Angel-Boss pierced into the flying unit of Bull Tribe like a steel knife.
Angel Empire had more than twenty level-seven flying mounts, while Bull Tribe had only three. As soon as the two sides clashed, Angel Empire exerted tremendous pressure on Bull Tribe.
One flying mount after another plummeted from the sky.
“Brothers, charge! Let Bull Tribe feel our might! Leave not a single survivor!” Cracked-Rock’s face flushed red, nearly frenzied, as he maneuvered his massive griffin to charge recklessly.
“Charge!”
The battle cries from Angel Empire shook the heavens. More than ten level-seven flying mounts howled as they surged forward.
“Boss Demon, Angel Empire has too many flying mounts. We can’t hold them!” a mage shouted urgently.
“Boss Demon, what should we do?”
“Wudao, Wondrous-Dance, follow me!” Fundamental-Demon shouted. The three level-seven flying mounts suddenly changed direction and dove downward.
A level-six wind serpent was passing below. Wudao’s Crowned Griffin swooped downward, its sharp steel talons ripping into the serpent’s back, tearing it open viciously.
Fundamental-Demon’s Thunderwing and Wondrous-Dance’s Dark Albatross also swooped down from above. With two dull thuds, blood splattered as the wind serpent was torn to shreds. Wudao leaped up, his dagger slicing cleanly through the serpent’s head, extracting a crystal core before he jumped back onto the Crowned Griffin’s back—all within a flash.
“I’ll take this crystal core,” Wudao waved casually.
“Fine, kid. You’re already at least seventy to eighty percent like Boss Nieyan,” Fundamental-Demon laughed.
“I’m still far from Boss Nieyan. If he were here, he’d charge in alone and wipe them out seven times over!” Wudao shook his head. Imagining Nieyan’s might, admiration and yearning filled his heart.
In an instant, the trio had taken down a level-six flying mount, sending shockwaves through Angel Empire’s players. Though level-six mounts were inferior to level-seven ones, they shouldn’t have been shredded so easily without even a chance to flee. Moreover, the riders atop those three level-seven mounts looked relaxed, chatting casually.
No sooner had the wind serpent perished than another thunder eagle was eliminated.
With their coordination, they left no enemy unscathed.
“Angel Empire has several level-seven flying mounts approaching—three fire phoenixes! They must be targeting us! Follow the plan!” Fundamental-Demon shouted in the team chat.
They lured those seven level-seven flying mounts toward the densely built areas of the City of Sins below.
The battle had reached a fever pitch, crucial to both sides, with neither holding back.
Angel-Boss’s Silverwing Dragon had already slain three flying mounts from Bull Tribe. Its scales were stained red with blood, appearing particularly eerie under the sunlight.
He drew his bow and fired at a diving griffin.
The arrow struck the griffin’s chest, exploding with a series of booming sounds, momentarily staggering it.
A cruel smirk curled Angel-Boss’s lips. As the explosion erupted, he maneuvered the Silverwing Dragon upward, its previously white claws smeared with an unknown substance, glowing with an eerie bluish-green hue. Like steel spikes, they pierced viciously into the griffin’s wings, tearing into the flesh, spraying blood.
The griffin let out a piercing shriek, and oddly, a wisp of green mist rose from its head.
Poison!
The warrior atop the griffin watched in horror as its body stiffened, unable to move. His face paled—what poison could affect a griffin? Griffins were notoriously resistant to toxins, rendering ordinary poisons ineffective.
As the warrior stared in terror, the Silverwing Dragon unleashed a blast of dragonfire, engulfing the griffin’s head in searing flames. It released its claws, and a headless griffin plummeted from the sky.
A ruthless move!
Angel-Boss claimed another level-six flying mount.
The griffin’s shriek attracted nearby Bull Tribe players.
“That’s Angel-Boss!”
“Brothers, surround and kill Angel-Boss! Take him down!”
Over twenty level-six flying mounts surged toward Angel-Boss.
“Wish to kill me? Die instead!” Angel-Boss sneered, “Brothers, attack! Annihilate them!”
Two level-seven flying mounts and over thirty level-six mounts from the rear charged forward to intercept.
“Boss Angel, Tianxie and others have gone after Bull Tribe’s three level-seven mounts. With them, those mounts won’t escape!”
“Boss Angel, look at the flying mount rankings!” a warrior shouted anxiously.
“What’s the matter?” Angel-Boss frowned. At such a critical moment, what could be so urgent?
“Nieyan’s Darkwing Dragon…”
Angel-Boss glanced at the rankings. The Darkwing Dragon still led the list, but beside it, the display read: Level Nine! His heart pounded. How could the Darkwing Dragon be level nine? Could Bull Tribe really have obtained the Dragon King’s Fruit? It was unbelievable! Suddenly realizing something, his expression changed. Urgently, he shouted in the group chat, “Call Tianxie back immediately!”
Before his words faded, a mighty dragon roar echoed across the heavens, drowning out every cry of the flying mounts. Resonating endlessly like thunder or a tsunami.
Looking westward, a pitch-black dragon soared into the sky. Its massive body resembled a mountain, its wingspan stretching over ten yards. Black scales reflected dazzling rays under the sunlight.
A mighty dragon aura swept through the air, making every nearby flying mount tremble. This ancient terror imposed immense pressure. Among all the flying mounts present, only level-seven ones remained unaffected. Most level-six mounts showed fear, level-five mounts nearly lost control, and level-four mounts fled in panic.
The overwhelming might of the level-nine Darkwing Dragon!
At its appearance, Bull Tribe’s forces erupted into jubilation.
“It’s Boss Nieyan!”
“Boss Nieyan is back!”
“Wow! Level-nine Darkwing Dragon!”
Nieyan’s arrival boosted Bull Tribe’s morale to its peak. All Bull Tribe players present felt boundless courage, surging toward Angel Empire’s aerial forces like a tide.
The Darkwing Dragon’s appearance also shocked ground-based players.
“Damn! The Darkwing Dragon actually reached level nine! How did Rogue Nieyan upgrade it? I clearly saw the rankings over ten minutes ago—the Darkwing Dragon was still level eight!”
“The rankings refresh every ten minutes. The Darkwing Dragon must have just ascended. The aura of a level-nine Darkwing Dragon is terrifying!”
“It must be the Dragon King’s Fruit. Bull Tribe must have defeated the Fallen Angel Brost!”
“The Fallen Angel Brost? Angel Empire tried that dungeon many times but never succeeded!”
They gazed upward at the Darkwing Dragon. Undoubtedly, the level-nine Darkwing Dragon was the undisputed ruler of the skies! With its appearance, Bull Tribe would completely dominate this war!
Tianxie and others from Angel Empire were maneuvering seven level-seven flying mounts to intercept Fundamental-Demon and his group. They were nearly surrounded, with fire phoenixes trapping them for elimination. Unexpectedly, Nieyan’s level-nine Darkwing Dragon surged upward from below at lightning speed, charging toward them.
Seeing a massive creature far larger than their mounts charging with unstoppable might, their shock was indescribable!
“Level-nine Darkwing Dragon! Everyone, retreat immediately!” Tianxie shouted desperately. They finally realized—they had been ambushed by Rogue Nieyan!
Yet, how could their level-seven mounts match the Darkwing Dragon’s speed?
“Angel Empire’s brats, you won’t escape! Accept your fate!” Shuishese Yan Tou said gravely. Nearly thirty Bull Tribe flying mounts surrounded Tianxie’s group.
Tianxie looked around. All escape routes were blocked. Fire phoenixes excelled only when outnumbering the enemy. Facing superior numbers, their effectiveness diminished.
Nieyan stood atop the Darkwing Dragon. From its size, speed, and aura, he sensed it was significantly stronger than before. Each powerful wingbeat generated immense thrust, the wind roaring past his ears as they sped like lightning.
With the level-nine Darkwing Dragon, no rival remained. Standing atop this mighty beast, Nieyan felt like a sovereign ruler. Defeating Angel Empire, every territory the Darkwing Dragon could reach would become his dominion!
A fire phoenix noticed the Darkwing Dragon approaching, panicked, failed to deploy its fire net, and tried to flee. But the Darkwing Dragon, swift as thunder, rapidly closed in and seized the fire phoenix.
The fire phoenix shrieked. Tianxie and others turned to see it being torn apart, its body and wings severed into pieces, blood spraying everywhere.
What a ferocious monster!
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