"The Skeleton Dragon! So this is the beast they call Skeleton Dragon?" Ricky murmured after he heard
what Zarlyk said.
From the name of this beast, he was even more certain that the Skeleton Dragon had the blood of the
Great Dragon. If his Fire Dragon Egg could devour the blood essence of this demi-immortal beast that
had the blood of Great Dragon, it would definitely help to speed up the hatching of the Fire Dragon
Egg.
Although he was not clear about the feud between this Skeleton Dragon and the Eight Forces, Ricky
didn't have a good impression of this Skeleton Dragon. The reason why Ricky didn't like it was that it
initiated the surge of beasts regardless of the other beasts and warriors in the Chaotic Region.
Worse still, it was more disturbing to watch the Skeleton Dragon suck in the blood and corpses of
warriors and beasts alike.
So Ricky would not have any mercy on the Skeleton Dragon. He would kill it and let the Fire Dragon
Egg devour it without hesitation.
Of course, Ricky wasn't able to kill it by himself, but now here were eight powerful warriors at the ninth
grade of Bone Reinforcement.
"Huh! Those eight old men have fought me in this region for ages. But they still can't kill me. You little
guys just said you wanted to kill me? That's really a big joke!" The Skeleton Dragon laughed
disdainfully on hearing what Zarlyk said.
"Humph! You crafty creature! If you hadn't hidden away every time, would you be alive now?" The thin
old man replied in a cold voice, "Even so, you were still hurt by eight demi-immortals and had to hide
for years to heal. Right?
And this time, I think you must have been seriously hurt. Otherwise, you wouldn't have launched a
surge of beasts with the risk of exposing your hiding place. For healing, you have to use blood and
flesh from the warriors and beasts killed by the surge."
"Yeah, that's it. And I suppose you haven't recovered much. Otherwise, how would you listen to our
nonsense here?" That middle-aged man also mocked the Skeleton Dragon.
"Growl! Howl!"
The Skeleton Dragon roared loudly after hearing what they said. Its bloody eyes seemed even more
ferocious.
There was no doubt that what those people said was true.
"So, it is impossible for you to run away from us with your badly wounded body. Today, you have no
choice but to die here!" Zarlyk said again in a cold voice.
"Growl!"
The Skeleton Dragon didn't say a single word. It just roared fiercely and charged at Zarlyk to attack
him.
"Retreat!" Seeing the Skeleton Dragon start attacking, the eight warriors gave an order to their
followers. They soon prepared to attack. Immediately, they surrounded the Skeleton Dragon.
However, except for Zarlyk, the other seven warriors didn't attack. They all waited for someone to
attack first. They had a plan. If possible, they'd wait until after Zarlyk had done his part. Then they
would join in to end the game.
'Ha-ha, each one has a different idea! Did they come here thinking the clash would go according to
their plans? Do they think holding back gives them an upper hand over their opponent?' Ricky thought
to himself, questioning the wisdom behind their actions. 'But, do their aims have anything to do with the
Skeleton Dragon?'
Even though this was a demi-immortal Skeleton Dragon, it was already seriously injured. At best, it
may be able to fight three or four warriors at the ninth grade of Bone Reinforcement. But to take on
double that number? Impossible!
If the eight warriors could unite, technically the battle would be a foregone conclusion. But now, seeing
how they hesitated to pull the first move, the Dragon might still have a chance.
'This is the best option for me! The Skeleton Dragon and its opponents canceling out each other would
be my advantage. If they fight fiercely and cause enough destruction to either side, I'll be in a better
position, ' Ricky thought again.
...
'Damn these seven crafty guys!' Reading the intentions of the other warriors, Zarlyk was not impressed.
Suddenly an idea hit him. Then he turned around and walked away.
Zarlyk thought, 'If these guys don't want to fight, thinking I'll be the first to act, I'm sorry they got their
cards wrong. They can wait until the cows come home, but I won't put my life on the line. Especially,
not for grown-ass men, when they all know we aren't here for fun.'
Seeing him walk away, the dragon read confusion in their camp and took advantage of it. With a
thunderous growl, it pounced upon the nearest warrior, catching him unprepared. The other warriors
ran for their lives in fear, without even attempting to save their colleague. Only by a whisker did he
break free, dropped his weapon and ran like a scalded haint, following his colleagues.
But the dragon kept the chase, hot on their heels wherever they turned. One by one, it kept hitting
them, until all eight of them had sustained various injuries. If things went on like this, they would
certainly suffer a resounding defeat.
"It's the right time for them to unite!" Ricky involuntarily murmured, as he watched the unfolding scene.
As if the warriors heard what Ricky had murmured, they stopped running, maybe because they knew
that they were losing and something needed to be done. They looked at each other. In a moment, they
united, and started fighting back.
If they were going to lose, they'd have to go out fighting for their pride. Was that too much to ask of a
real warrior?
The next moment, they released their strongest power without hesitation and together struck at the
Skeleton Dragon.
Now, the real battle had just began. Endless cacophony of shrieks, deep rumbling and every other
imaginable frightening noise rent the air.
Other warriors and beasts could hardly bear the strong blast waves. They had to retreat quickly.
'It's time to see who wins! It seems the dragon is losing the battle. Next, I should wait for the perfect
opportunity, once the fight is over and these warriors can't agree on who should be the leader of the
team. From the way they started off hesitating, it's only a matter of time before they fall out. Those
internal conflicts will be my best chance to strike. In the worst case, I'll have to unleash the full power of
my two zones to capture what they think they are here to gain, '
Ricky carefully analyzed the situation as he watched the Skeleton Dragon being hit fiercely.
"Boom!"
After several rounds of intense attack, the most powerful force from both sides collided.
The blistering impact left a horrifying gash on the dragon's head.
With a thump, it collapsed into a heap on the ground, twisting, turning and groaning in pain.
Meanwhile, those eight warriors at the ninth grade of Bone Reinforcement were not in a good state,
either. Each of them had a nasty hit from the blast, and they lay on the ground, heavily bleeding and
wincing in pain. More frightening for them was the fact that the dragon, even in the badly injured state,
was still demi-immortal and could again blast them with innate power.
But if the beast didn't react, undoubtedly, they'd recover enough to do the final damages.
Just then, as Ricky watched with bated breath, the eight warriors began to revive, gathering their
strength bit by bit. As soon as they were strong enough to unleash another strike, they hit the dragon,
hoping to finish it off with one surprise blow.
"Howl!"
Unexpectedly, the roar of the Skeleton Dragon tore up the air again. People could tell from the roar that
it still had some fight in it. Instantly, it hauled itself off the ground, in spite of the gashing wound on its
head.
Then the Skeleton Dragon shouted, "If you want to kill me, you are not going to survive either."
In a flash, the dragon's power shot up, peaking at the demi-immortal level. With one last roar, it
released a devastating wave of fire, smoke and thunder that swept across the whole area, destroying
the inferior power of the eight warriors in an instant.
"The Skeleton Dragon is going to put up a desperate fight! This is one heck of a bad beast they're
messing with!" Ricky couldn't believe it.
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