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Others were stunned by what they saw. They all looked at Old Man Jin briefly with a wondering gaze; their thoughts were generally the same as his.
It's not like the old man wasn't trying before. Sure, he wasn't going all out, but he did put his back into his swings earlier; he just put an extra 'oomph' in the one just now, yet the difference was too obvious, and it made them think that this has something to do with the cauldron of liquid that the lady earlier dumped onto the bone dragon.
As for the dragon itself, it was puzzled too. But more than this, it was in agony. Never in its wildest dreams did it ever think that these ant-like creatures could inflict this much pain on it.
That one particular old man with a sword was fierce, cleaving one of its wings just like that. What's more, something strange was happening. Obviously, the Undead Bone Dragon knew the scale of its own regenerative capabilities, and under normal circumstances, it could've ignored an attack of that scale.
Sure, the regenerative effect was still there, but this agonizing pain was foreign to it. The healing didn't slow down, but the process felt extremely painful for the sin demon.
ROAR!!!
The Undead Bone Dragon roared with a mixture of pain, agony, and rage. The insignia of wrath's sin flared on its chest, but it brought more profound pain to it. The dragon didn't know what's going on; it could only think that someone, the humans in front of it, was the humans in front of it, was the reason behind this debilitating pain, and if it killed them all, then this pain would be gone too.
"Be careful!" Raven Armstrong warned his colleagues. He felt the Demon King's killing intent rising at an alarming rate, the sheer density of which almost caused it to manifest into being.
In response to this, Raven released a spell that caused the skies to darken even more. A black fog appeared out of nowhere and swarmed towards the dragon. This black fog neutralized the dense killing intent of the dragon, and at the same time, it also started corroding its body.
Adding to this, Cassandra whistled and summoned storm clouds that rained down thick lightning bolts on the demon king. Anthony increased the lethality of this storm by adding shrapnels of metal that grated the body of the bone dragon.
ROAARRR!!
The Undead Bone Dragon writhed in pain. Its massive wings flapped ferociously, trying to blow the attacks away while also dragging the dragon's body away from this place. On the surface, the attack looks ineffective because the innate regenerative abilities of the demon king made it look uninjured, but the sounds it was making told them otherwise.
"Whatever that concoction was that the lady from earlier dumped into it might be what's causing this." Lissandra made an educated guess. "It most likely increased the sensitivity of the demon king's pain receptors, dialing it up to eleven. It doesn't hinder its regeneration, but it sure did make it extremely painful."
The others silently agreed to her conjectures, and she's partly right.
Chrissy's special concoction was made with the Undead Bone Dragon in mind. She put extra 'love' and attention into brewing it.
This poison brew couldn't indeed inhibit the regenerative speed of the bone dragon, but it sure did make it extremely painful. Using her profound understanding of poison laws, she bolstered the 'cause and effect' rule upon the demon king.
"YOU DAMNED ANTS! YOU'VE ANGERED ME!!"
"Oh, really?" Fiona panted in exhaustion, sneering sarcastically. "Gosh, we couldn't tell at all!!"
Her colleagues looked stressed too, and it was obvious; even the soldiers below could tell, and it's making them nervous.
They've seen how many times the bone dragon tanked their attacks only to come out unscathed. They also saw how many times their leaders unhesitatingly threw their bodies in front of the dragon to prevent it from destroying their home. This proves how horrible this creature was.
Despite the overwhelming rage it felt, a trace of clarity sparked within the bone dragon's mind. It felt uneasy all of a sudden, as if it were forgetting something important, but no matter how hard it tried to recall what it was, it just couldn't.
Seeing as nothing was working, the bone dragon decided to retreat for now. This isn't its style, but it couldn't deny the fact that these inferior locals prepared well. The demon army it rallied was almost gone, and the bone dragon itself was running low on energy. Once its reserves become empty, its regenerative capabilities will lose their effectiveness, and it might truly die here.
Retreating was less shameful than dying once against the inferior creatures.
The Undead Bone Dragon roared fiercely, and suddenly the space behind it swirled, turning into a passage that it planned to use as a means of escaping.
Seeing this, the High Marshals were alarmed. However, they were too weak to stop it.
That said, they're thinking too much. They have nothing to worry about because...
Crack! BOOM!!!!
"WHAT!?"
The Undead Bone Dragon was dumbfounded after seeing the spatial passage it opened, which cracked and shattered into nothingness. The space repaired itself in a blink of an eye, and despite trying again, the bone dragon failed to exert any influence over the space around it.
What followed was a sonorous and majestic voice that declared:
"The human territory isn't some place where you can come and go as you please."
"Since you dared to come, you might as well stay."
"By my authority as the Sun Sage..."