Chapter 2116 Dragon Warrior

2116 Dragon Warrior

A green flame erupted from Mo Yan's head, an ethereal fire that snaked through the air and slowly flew into the figure inside the coffin. The dragon's half-blood's eyes snapped open, glowing with an unnatural green light. Its body twitched and then convulsed as the dark magic took hold, reanimating the once-dead warrior into a formidable undead servant.

Seeing the threat materialize, Emery acted swiftly. With a decisive smash, he rendered the wounded Golden Roc incapacitated and dashed toward the coffin, planning to decimate the figure before it fully awakened. His powerful punch flew like a comet, but Mo Yan was able to swing one of its spectral arms to block him, albeit a little too late.

Emery gritted his teeth as he crushed the spectral arm apart and continued his advance, creating a powerful blast that blew the coffin apart.

BAMMM!!

The force of the explosion sent debris flying in all directions, but the newly risen dragon half-blood was dragged only a few meters back, successfully managing to block Emery's punch. The man with messy grey hair flexed his immense muscles as he completed his transformation, azure blue scales covering his muscular body.

The dragon's half-blood roared, a deep, guttural bellow that reverberated across the battlefield. In a swift, retaliatory move, the dragon warrior launched a powerful counterpunch, his scaled fist moving with the speed and force of a battering ram. The punch connected squarely with Emery's chest, sending him flying backward.

Emery was thrown a dozen meters away. Pain radiated through his body, and he spat blood, the force of the blow confirming that this newly risen dragon half-blood possessed the strength of a grand magus. "Kill him!" Mo Yan commanded, his smile widening with anticipation.

The Dragon Warrior didn't say a word. Like a beast unleashed, it charged forward with ferocious speed and intent. Emery quickly stood up and answered the challenge, his muscles tensing as he prepared for the onslaught.

The clash was immediate and brutal. Multiple successive blows were exchanged, some blocked, some absorbed. Emery's physical strength allowed him to stay a level higher, his movements were precise and powerful.

Enraged by Mo Yan's taunt, Emery unleashed his [Battle Roar]. During his practice sessions with Magus Sheena, this skill had proven effective against water-based restraining spells. The powerful roar reverberated through the air, causing the water to tremble and ripple. The spell backfired and hurt the dragon warrior instead.

Seizing the moment, Emery charged forward, his eyes locked on Mo Yan. His plan was simple: kill the old bastard and hopefully free Shen Long from his enslavement.

Unfortunately, the already recovered Mo Yan was fully prepared. His two massive spectral arms effectively stopped Emery's advance, the ghostly limbs absorbing the brunt of his assault.

Emery, undeterred, refused to give up. If one strike wasn't enough, then ten or a hundred should do the job. With relentless determination, he launched a continuous barrage of powerful punches against the spectral forms, each strike echoing like thunder across the battlefield.

Mo Yan, however, remained eerily calm amidst the onslaught. "Your unique skill is indeed amazing," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. "But unfortunately, I have found its weakness."

His eyes gleamed,, unleashing another spirit attack. However, Mo Yan's target this time was not Emery's mind, but the six other consciousnesses intertwined with his own – Twik and the five Chizpurs. Emery's heart pounded as he realized the peril they were in.

"NO!!" Emery shouted, his voice filled with desperation.

So what do you think? lost?

Avan