[Damn, what a twist.]
[What's going on, what's going on, I just went to the bathroom, what happened?]
[Dragon bro is mighty, dragon bro is domineering.]
[Awesome, no need to say anything else, just two words: Freaking awesome!]
[Farewell, Midnight Mage.]
[Lan Yu must be dumbfounded now, the major broadcaster's account is done for.]
At this moment, the live streaming room was already full of flying bullet comments.
Wang Ziheng was so excited he wished he could take their place.
The director was stunned speechless, unable to utter a word, while the various other broadcasters had complex expressions, some were happy, some cheered, but envy, jealousy, and hatred were definitely in the mix.
This show's effect will surely explode in popularity.
At this moment, Mo Fei was completely unaware of what was happening outside, as he had already turned off the bullet comments feature and was fully focused on playing his role.
The huge black dragon casually wiped the bloodstains off its claws onto the ground while the Dawn Divine Sword gave a slight shake, and the dragon blood slipped off the Dragon Slaying Sword.
The man and the dragon, as if by some tacit understanding, started circling each other, confronting one another, each observing the other's condition, searching for potential flaws.
Just when the audience thought the man and the dragon would charge at each other for a peak showdown, the black dragon suddenly gave a sinister laugh, stretched out its wings, and took off into the sky.
Mo Fei was not the kind of person whose mind couldn't adjust because he was too into his role. For him, getting into role was always just an act, a ruse.
As long as there was a chance, he didn't care if it would seem unsporting.
As long as he flew high enough, the opponent was sure to lose!
He could completely resolve the battle from the air with Dragon Breath.
However, the Dawn Divine Sword seemed to have anticipated this move, without the slightest hesitation, he stepped forward, stopped abruptly to build up power, and with all his might, swung his huge sword which spiraled out.
Hero Skill—Doomsday Throw!
The giant sword spun towards the black dragon and hit the left wing bone, -4784 (serious injury)!
Mo Fei felt a sharp pain in his left wing, a crackling sound as his wing bone was directly severed, and the giant sword deeply embedded in his flesh. He immediately lost balance and plummeted from the sky.
Checking his status, he found an additional Debilitating DEBUFF (Unable to Fly).
Damn, it's that fierce? No wonder it's a Hero Skill, quietly impressive until suddenly striking.
The black dragon bit down on the Dragon Slaying Sword stuck in its bone, forcefully pulling it out, flicked its head, and the Dragon Slaying Sword flew up into the sky, embedding itself in the high rock face.
He sneered menacingly, "I'm very curious, insignificant human, without your weapon, what will you use to fight me?"
Dawn Divine Sword silently took out a two-meter-long battle axe from his pocket, the blade crescent-shaped, the back a jagged sawtooth pattern, ancient in design, clearly no ordinary weapon, Barbarian King Battle Axe (Epic Weapon).
Morphis (Black Dragon Lord): "..."
Then Dawn Divine Sword pulled out a bottle of transparent potion and downed it in one gulp.
[Tears of the Goddess (Legendary Potion)
Item Description: Blessed holy water from the Goddess of Life Notina, capable of fully restoring health points and healing all abnormal statuses. Legends say the Goddess of Life could not bear pain and death, and thus shed tears. Their pure color symbolizes the divine power of life.]
The damage sustained in the battle against Hilde Sankes was healed in an instant.
Morphis (Black Dragon Lord): "..."
Next, Dawn Divine Sword roared, "Ancestors, lend me your strength!"
Hero Skill—Ancestor's Battle Soul!
His body instantly grew larger, muscles bulging as if they were about to explode, rugged and wild with raw power. His hair grew thick and wild, spreading like the mane of a lion.
Dawn Divine Sword glanced at the black dragon and calmly asked, "Is this enough?"
Morphis (Black Dragon Lord): "..."
He suddenly felt that his previous sensation of an incredible turnaround was just an illusion.
Yet, at this moment, he had no other options but to fight.
He still had nearly seventy thousand health points, while his opponent, even with Ancestor's Battle Soul activated, only had eight thousand health points. He should be able to wear him down!
Ah!
Roar!
Both man and dragon let out a roar and charged straight at each other.
Dragon Breath!
Fearless Strike!
An agile figure darted through the flames, an axe swinging down on the giant dragon's head. The leap spanned twenty to thirty meters, almost like a skydiver, it seems the Ancestor's Spirit enhanced his combat power once again. Mo Fei tilted his head, and the axe struck deep into the black dragon's left shoulder, slicing through the Dragon Scales and burying itself in the flesh, blood gushing out like a fountain.
-3795! (Armor-piercing attack).
The black dragon bit at the Dawn Divine Sword hanging from its shoulder, but Dawn Divine Sword simply let go of the axe, and the moment he landed, he pulled out another exaggeratedly large battle hammer from his bag—Crusher Giant Hammer (Epic Weapon).
Arrow Step—Upper Swing!
Mo Fei's left forepaw was struck and injured.
-1723!
He hastily lifted his left foot and stamped forcefully toward the Dawn Divine Sword.
But the Dawn Divine Sword abruptly rolled away, rolling toward his right foot, and once again hammered down on his right front claw.
-1428!
This was not good. The dragon's body was massive, and when the opponent crept beneath him, he could not see where the opponent was.
Black Dragon Assault! Mo Fei charged forward but didn't hit anything. However, he successfully created some distance and, as he turned back, his dragon maw opened wide.
Dragon Breath—Scorching Earth!
Flames swept across the floor of the hall, leaving burning trails wherever they passed.
Let's see how you dodge this one.
The Dawn Divine Sword indeed did not dodge; instead, he walked through the flames as if strolling on a dry grassland. His robust muscles glinted in the firelight, his expression resolute, and a huge red gemstone on his chest dazzled with brilliance. The flames around him were all absorbed by that red gemstone, inflicting no harm on him whatsoever.
That thing is most likely another legendary item.
A chill ran through Mo Fei's heart. Though he had already activated Berserk Death, it was only at this moment that he truly felt the threat of death. With such formidable strength and luxurious equipment, who on earth was this guy?
He felt a profound sense of helplessness.
Though according to the plot he was the final BOSS, the evil archvillain, at this moment he felt like the guy before him was more like a BOSS.
False BOSS: Biased skill distribution, system-given trash minions, blustering bravado, and a professional actor scrimping away his life through acting.
Real BOSS: Luxuriously equipped, legendary items at hand, soloing BOSSes, furiously farming gear, solemn and tight-lipped, a super ferocious character who speaks little and does much.
An inexplicable fear crept into his heart.
Am I going to die?
No, what a joke, this is just a game, at worst I'll lose this battle, although I'm very unwilling...
That's right, I'm going to die! Soon, very soon, I'll die at that person's hand. I'm not willing, I'm really not willing...
This emotion grew stronger and dominated Mo Fei's heart and mind. He was puzzled and anxious. Why would he think this way?
Mo Fei struggled to free himself from this inexplicable fear, but the terror of death only intensified. A red halo emerged in his eyes, his vision blurred, and his mind seemed to fill with a voice that roared, cursed, and howled endlessly.
"Trash... garbage... useless human, are you going to get me killed? I don't want to die... let me out... let me out!"
The voice gave him a headache. He shook his head, and the voice disappeared abruptly. He wasn't sure if the voice truly existed or was merely a figment of his own imagination.
Get out of my way! He roared, unsure if he was addressing that voice or the Dawn Divine Sword. He launched another Black Dragon Assault. With Berserk Death activated, the cooldown of Black Dragon Assault was only 8 seconds, and it didn't consume any mana. He could keep using Black Dragon Assault endlessly to wear down his opponent...
As the huge Black Dragon barbarically charged, the Dawn Divine Sword could only dodge.
The moment one Black Dragon Assault ended, Mo Fei immediately turned around and launched another.
The hundreds of tons of black dragon charged at full speed, an unstoppable force. The Dawn Divine Sword could only keep moving, rolling, and dodging. After several charges, the Divine Sword got hit by accident, taking more than a thousand damage.
A surge of joy filled Mo Fei's heart. Haha, this move really works, here we go again—Black Dragon Assault!
However, this time the Dawn Divine Sword didn't dodge. Facing the charging black dragon, he assumed a stance, gathering his power.
What's going on, has this guy lost his mind? Facing off against a giant dragon head-on? Mo Fei's heart tightened slightly, but once the skill was used, it couldn't be stopped. He could only charge straight towards the Dawn Divine Sword.
Gathering power for the first stage, then the second stage, the aura around the Dawn Divine Sword grew more intense.
I have to take the risk! He charged headfirst, hoping his opponent's timing wouldn't be perfect. A 0.1-second mismatch, and he would be able to knock the target flying.
Third stage—Lion Slash!
The Dawn Divine Sword leapt into the air, and the moment the battle hammer fell, the black dragon charged close by. His timing was so perfect that it seemed as if the dragon's head had willingly offered itself under the hammer.
Bang! -5784 (critical)!
The Black Dragon let out a stifled groan, collapsed to the ground, and a huge vortex symbol appeared above its head (stun status).
The live broadcast room erupted with exclamations.
[Damn, the hammer stopped the dragon charge!]
[Awesome!]
[The show is explosive.]
[What a man! That's a real man right there. Dragon bro is done for now.]
[Farewell, Dragon bro.]
[Farewell, Dragon bro.]
It's over, totally over.
Wang Ziheng, who had just been boiling with excitement, suddenly felt his heart grow cold by half. He hadn't expected to still lose in the end. Though the Black Dragon still had several tens of thousands of Health Points, he saw no hope of victory. The opponent's power was too great.
Though this strike didn't deliver a Doomsday Blow, it completely overpowered the Black Dragon in terms of momentum.
What did it matter if his form was large or his Health Points were high? In the face of absolute skill, strength was meaningless.
The Dawn Divine Sword slowly raised his battle hammer, his confidence and momentum now at their peak—this was a win! He thought calmly.
Suddenly, a tangible killing intent made his heart tremble.
Turning around, he saw the black dragon standing up again. Its head was streaming with blood, looking extremely terrifying. Its expression seemed different than before.
Gone was the human-like expression, replaced by a grim and ferocious one, primal and wild. Those eyes glowed with dangerous crimson, and within them, the Dawn Divine Sword could see no reason or human emotion, only bloodthirst and madness, like a wild beast cornered and desperate.
A nameless sense of crisis rose in his heart, and he unconsciously gripped his battle hammer tighter.