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Balance!
If the dragon's Bloodline of Sundgoth, combined with Su Ye's blood power, had reached an unimaginable level of terror, capable of crushing any First Level life form, then in this situation, Garen could only hold on for a moment; defeat was inevitable.
However, at this moment, as three golden great blades manifested, Garen activated both Resilience and Bervant Blood, reaching the pinnacle of First Level and standing on equal ground with Sundgoth.
This was something no one had anticipated. After all, achieving the strength of a dragon with a human body was no small feat, especially considering that Sundgoth had also gained Su Ye's power.
From the moment this situation formed, it signified that the battle was no longer a one-sided crush but a balance between both sides!
In other words, whoever could endure longer in this balance would achieve ultimate victory!
Garen gripped Stormblade tightly; blood trickled from the dark Magic Armor helmet, falling from his chin to the ground.
In the distance, Sundgoth spread its dragon wings and was about to rise when the Blade of Fearlessness and Bravery crashed down with a thud, pinning it heavily to the ground. An angry roar erupted from its massive maw, unleashing waves of terrifying momentum that clashed with Garen's Fighting Spirit. The sound of their collision echoed through the air; even a ripple could easily kill a level 10 warrior.
The standoff lasted about three or four minutes. Sundgoth's bloodlines on its body fused once more as its fierce claws dug into the earth, slowly straightening its body. But just then, the three Blades of Fearlessness and Bravery sank down again, causing Sundgoth to crash back to the ground!
This cycle repeated over a dozen times. Although Sundgoth was pushed back each time by the Golden Greatblade, its momentum continued to grow, indicating that the confrontation was becoming increasingly intense!
Boom! Sundgoth's momentum suddenly surged as it roared and swung its head, gradually lifting the three Golden Greatblades!
At the same time, Garen's Magic Armor shattered significantly, more blood flowing out. As this blood spilled forth, it transformed into crimson flames that ignited around Garen's body, expanding to twice its size!
Boom boom boom!
The entire Southern Suburbs transformed into a massive arc, the ground within cracking and crumbling, turning to dust in the flames, and in an instant, it became an enormous pit!
At both ends of the pit, Sundgoth and Garen maintained their stances, while the land beneath the Watchtower remained elevated, untouched by the chaos. Scattered red flames dotted the depths of the pit, creating a scene reminiscent of a post-apocalyptic wasteland.
In the distance, Bai swiftly crossed the pit. Her expression was far from pleasant; clearly, even she was affected by the residual energy. Bai reached the top of Sundgoth and supported the swaying Su Ye, immediately leading her to retreat.
Nearby, Deer Lion Dog and his companions were also taken aback.
"Let's go! If we stay here any longer, we'll die!"
"Aren't we waiting for him?" Lu glanced at Garen.
"You fool, are you trying to get yourself killed?" Dog barked angrily. "Staying here for even a second is dangerous; he’s actually the safest one right now!"
The balance of power was escalating but had yet to reach its true peak. If Garen could win, they wouldn't need to worry about anything; however, if Garen lost, they would be of no help and would only end up as collateral damage. Thus, lingering any longer would only become a burden to Garen; it was better to distance themselves immediately.
Lu quickly understood and no longer hesitated as he ran toward the teleportation array. The array emitted a pure white glow just as the three of them dove in at the last moment, their figures vanishing instantly. Moments later, with a loud boom, the teleportation array was destroyed by the shockwave.
...
Fragments of Magic Armor fell away as Resilience faded and the blood-red flames extinguished. Garen watched as the black dragon struggled to rise, blood trickling down its cheek, causing his vision to blur red. In those weary yet resolute eyes, a hint of determination emerged.
At that moment, a drop of Bervant Blood suddenly ignited! Meanwhile, Storm Vault emitted clattering sounds as fragments broke away, releasing an unparalleled Fighting Spirit... Scarlet and storm surged into Garen's body!
On another front, Sundgoth continued its resistance. Initially awakened from slumber by a mysterious woman, it then gained ancient Blood Power. It was certain that with this Blood Power, it could attain immense strength and perhaps even heal from years of injuries—all at the cost of killing a few humans.
Sundgoth felt stirred; discovering that its target was merely a defeated foe from months ago invigorated it even more.
However, gradually, Sundgoth realized that this human was not simple. In just a few months, he had reached the same height as itself, and his methods were endless. He was even able to suppress the power that Sundgoth had gained after merging with Ancient Blood...
This made Sundgoth feel quite uncomfortable and very angry, but it continued to struggle while searching for an opportunity... Finally, at this moment, it completely merged the power of Ancient Blood into its body, and it felt the surge of power!
And that human warrior was destined to pay a tremendous price for this!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Sundgoth, bearing three Golden Greatblades, slowly stood up. It could see that the warrior was burning his life force; he was at the end of his rope! Perhaps just a breath of dragon fire would be enough to turn him to ash... Just as Sundgoth was about to fully rise, its dark golden pupils suddenly trembled violently...
Revealing an expression of extreme terror!
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In the central part of the Aguillon Mountains, the team was thrown into disarray by the massive shockwaves, with everyone nearly collapsing to the ground.
Only the Rookie Class students remained anxiously gazing into the distance, watching that enormous pit. Although everyone understood how significant the Watchtower was to Garen, witnessing him defend the lighthouse without retreating still left them profoundly shocked.
From afar, they saw three Golden Greatblades descending together, as if carrying immense force, piercing through Sundgoth's dragon tail, dragon back, and dragon head!
Blinding golden light erupted forth, and the black dragon's body was instantly cleaved into three small mountains, transforming into rolling black smoke that vanished!
Before anyone could regain their senses, a deep voice echoed from afar.
"Where there are people, there is the tower!"
As the last fragment of the Magic Armor scattered, Garen collapsed to the ground with a thud.
His clothes were reduced to tattered rags by the flames, and his body was covered in gruesome wounds, resembling a death row inmate who had endured extreme torture, battered and bruised with no part of him unscathed.
Garen could feel the rapid loss of his vitality, his consciousness gradually becoming hazy. In that fleeting moment, he truly grasped the essence of Bervant Blood and, in doing so, burned his own life force to gain immense yet fleeting power.
The equivalent of life, of course, is also life.
Garen looked up and saw the Watchtower still operating, the vortex above continuously bursting with light. It was clear that the teleportation to Valoran had already begun; it wouldn't be long before his former comrades would descend into this world.
Yet, there was still a sense of regret.
With the last ounce of strength he could muster, Garen leaned on Stormblade and stood up, like a finely crafted statue.
He slowly closed his eyes.
His breathing grew shallower.
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