"What, what is he going to do?" The proud golden dragon couldn't help but exclaim with a quiver in his heart as he saw Han Shuo, evil incarnate, staring at him sternly with bloody red eyes.
"How did I know?! Oh my god, honourable master, what do you want to do? I am your humble servant, Gilbert!" Gilbert had just pulled himself to his feet when he saw the violent looking Han Shuo stride over, a wave of murderous intent swirling towards him like a wave of blood. Gilbert immediately began to scream in panic.
It was a pity that Han Shuo's expression was a terrifying glare at the moment. His pupils had all turned bloody red as he threw his head back, screaming to the heavens and charging over like a bloodthirsty beast.
The aura around him had turned into a red mist and began to spin with an undeniable momentum as Han Shuo leapt and flew.
"This is bad, he's lost his mind!" The Cyclops' thunderous tones suddenly shouted as he prepared for the worst.
The golden dragon was the closest to Han Shuo at this time, and he'd already curled up into a ball, becoming Han Shuo's first target of attack. Han Shuo had already landed on the golden dragon's head amidst the mass of aura and struck down with a fist.
If it had only been Han Shuo's fist, the golden dragon might not have minded too much. After all, Han Shuo's body size was on a different level from that of the golden dragon. There was a limit to the power behind his punch and the area he could cover. He would not be able to cause too much damage to this huge being.
However, as the punch landed, the murderous aura around Han Shuo suddenly coalesced into the shape of red fists the size of small mountains. The fists completely encircled the coiled form of the golden dragon, the pressure so great that he could barely catch his breath. A destructive ferocity descended upon his head.
The proud golden dragon screamed in pain as he cursed viciously. He was forced to uncoil and stab viciously with his tail, which was as long as the Great Wall of China.
Rumbling...
An earth-shattering explosion travelled from the impact of the violent blow and the golden dragon's tail. The rocks around the golden dragon crumbled from the impact as it howled in pain. His dragon tail couldn't stand the pressure, as it curled up with a quiver. The ten metre plus body was brought down from its previously proud position by the blow.
"Wahaha, mighty master, your humble servant is proud of you! You have used your power to strike down the strongest of the dragon race, the golden dragon! I, Gilbert of the Dark Dragons, have witnessed this historic moment. You are the master I have chosen..."
The terrible blow had smashed the golden dragon into the ground. Disbelief shone from the Cyclops' single eye as Gilbert continued to shout, "Eh... my mighty, handsome, amazing and noble master, what... what are you going to do? Are you planning to beat your sweetest, most loyal, most honest and most humble Gilbert? Um..."
However, the fist with the bloody red light emanating from it disappeared before Gilbert could finish. As Han Shuo kicked towards Gilbert, a blood-red foot appeared from the air and pointed straight at the chattering dark dragon.
Before Gilbert had even finished whining, that foot had already stepped on Gilbert's head. If it continued, Gilbert would never be able to be so loud again!
"ROAR..."
As the dark dragon roared in despair, a towering figure suddenly shot out. An enormous green hand dragged this foot back for Gilbert, and after a series of rumbles and shakes, the green cyclops crashed to the ground in a sitting position. He looked in horror at the grimacing Han Shuo as he slowly descended.
"Stupid, stupid dragon, he's already lost his mind and is no longer your master. Do you want to die?" The golden dragon had finally fought his way up from his collapsed position on the ground. He couldn't help but shake his head and tail and roar, wanting Gilbert to see reality.
Gilbert found it difficult to react. In the depths of his heart, he did not want to believe that Han Shuo wanted to kill him. He muttered to himself in a daze, "How is that possible? How could my master want to kill me?"
"Stupid Dragon, even though I don't know what happened, your master really has lost his mind right now. He is very, very strong now. Me and that unfortunate golden dragon don't have much energy left. Only the three of us together might be able to fight against your master!"
As the Cyclops watched Han Shuo slowly descend from the sky, a boundless, thick, murderous sense firmly locked onto them, he couldn't help but cry out in fear to Gilbert.
Gilbert dazedly shook his head. Although his heart ached and he felt despair at Han Shuo's vicious blow just now, he still stubbornly said, "No! Absolutely not! I can't fight my master with you! Not even if I die!"
"Idiot, even the three of us wouldn't be able to kill him! We only need to defend him or control him! We're saving him, you stupid, damned dark dragon! Do you understand that or not?" The golden dragon began to roar on the other side as he faced the threat of death.
"Yes, stupid dragon, we'll save him, save him! Stupid!" The Cyclops understood as soon as he heard the Golden Dragon's words and began to roar as well.
The dragons were a proud race, and unless there were special circumstances, it was very difficult for them to submit to humans, a race they despised. However, once a dragon had made a pact with a human, their loyalty was unquestionable before their master died.
Gilbert had spent some time with Han Shuo, and his master's actions were exactly what he wanted. Even though Han Shuo had lost his mind and attacked him viciously, he'd never thought of resisting. This was like a Dark Dragon's naturally lewd nature, an innate mark on the Dragons that no one could change!
The golden dragon was well aware of this racial trait, so he immediately changed his tune, using it as a way to free Han Shuo and remove the conflict it created against Gilbert's nature.
Indeed, it was as if cold water had been poured over Gilbert's head. The golden dragon and the roar of the cyclops jolted Gilbert awake. After thinking things through, he muttered anxiously, "Right, I have to help you. Nothing can happen to you, your humble servant still needs your guidance!"
"ROAR..."
Han Shuo was slowly descending on the three giant creatures when he suddenly glared and roared again, charging forward with a terrifying sound wave. Waves of murderous aura rolled across the dark space. The evil was contained by the sound wave, and it seemed as if clouds of fire were raining down from the sky.
Blood spurted from the mouths, noses and eyes of the three beings under the attack of the terrifying sound wave. Their bodies rolled violently, as if they could not withstand the terrifying sound wave.
"Damn it, what kind of attack did your master use? I'd rather face his huge fists and kicks than his shouting. At least we can block the tangible attacks, what can we do against this sound wave!" Streams of blood as thick as a baby's arms poured from the golden dragon's lantern-like eyes as he moaned, blood dripping from his mouth.
"Oh my God, what is going on? My master shouldn't be so strong!" Gilbert had been with Han Shuo for a long time. Although he was unsure of Han Shuo's true strength, his master had never displayed such terrifying power.
"No matter, the three of us must combine our strength to attack him! Otherwise, we'll definitely be dead. He probably won't be able to escape the backlash of this power! The terrifying power around him now comes from the Specters that were there before. This must have happened because he's trying to absorb them all! The Cyclops was the calmest of them all. He hastily made this suggestion when he saw that they were all about to die from the impact.
The Cyclops and the Golden Dragon suddenly looked at each other before Gilbert reacted and stood up together. They endured the excruciating pain in their bodies to charge at Han Shuo in mid-air, wrapped in layers of murderous aura and bloody sound waves.
Han Shuo had roared furiously as he felt the movements of the two giant creatures. He cackled strangely as his bloodshot eyes suddenly lit up. Bloody light emanated from his pupils and focused on the two giant creatures as if they were something tangible.
The two had just managed to get to their feet when they were swept away by his bloody eyes. A terrifying power immediately entered their bodies as they began to convulse and spasm. Horrible screams came from their mouths.
"Damned dark dragon, you're right behind him. Make a move or we'll all die!" The golden dragon's scales exploded one by one as Han Shuo swept his bloody gaze over them. Fresh blood gushed out, and the golden dragon kept trying to evade the gaze as it screamed for its life.
"Hurry, you're saving him, damn stupid dragon!" The cyclops' skin suddenly split open after being struck by Han Shuo's gaze, and its injuries grew in size. His heart was filled with an unknown fear as he too began to scream in earnest, cursing for the first time.
Gilbert murmured as the two giant beings howled in pain, "I'll save you, save you..."
A resolute emotion appeared in Gilbert's eyes as he suddenly reached out with his dragon claws and cautiously swung them forward towards the completely unsuspecting Han Shuo in front of him.
His plan was to first knock Han Shuo unconscious and then find a way to restore Han Shuo's sanity and save his master from this berserk state. Gilbert's loyalty was beyond question.
Bam!
A huge thud sounded as a patch of red mist appeared above Han Shuo's head, blocking Gilbert's slash. Wrapped in the red mist, Han Shuo hadn't been injured at all, but he seemed to feel Gilbert's malicious intent. He couldn't help but turn around and glare at Gilbert with bloodshot eyes, roaring furiously.
All the murderous aura floating around Han Shuo was affected by his anger, gathering from all corners and feeding into the Demonslayer Edge floating in front of Han Shuo's chest. The enormous murderous aura appeared to be waves of blood as they quickly gathered within the Demonslayer Edge.
The howling Demonslayer Edge suddenly emitted a destructive aura. When all the aura surrounding Han Shuo had been absorbed, a beam of bloody-red light one hundred metres in height erupted from the weapon. It had become an incomparable weapon that could split heaven and earth, and Han Shuo seemed like a demon god that could destroy everything when he wielded it.
The hundred metres of light slowly rotated and locked onto Gilbert as Han Shuo's right arm adjusted its direction. In the process, wherever the terrifying light passed, the weathered boulders were instantly reduced to rock dust.
In the face of this boundless aura, Gilbert's huge body seemed so small and helpless. His dragon eyes were filled with despair, fear, bitterness and sadness. As his eyes dumbfoundedly locked onto the raging Han Shuo, he could only mutter softly, "No, you won't, you're my master and you won't really want to kill me!"
"Stupid dragon, run, run!" The Cyclops and the Golden Dragon shouted in remembrance. For some reason, their hearts were also filled with bitterness.
However, for some reason, the usually loud and active Gilbert seemed to be stuck in place like a fool. Bloody-red tears were slowly forming in his lantern-like eyes, but his body remained firmly in place as if he'd been rooted to the ground!
Earth-shattering roars continuously erupted from the grimacing Han Shuo's mouth. The devastating Demonslayer Edge and the hundred metre high sword slowly lifted to aim at Gilbert. Both the Cyclops and the Golden Dragon had no doubt that when that light descended, Gilbert would be carved into many small pieces of flesh. He wouldn't have the slightest chance of survival and his vital signs would be completely extinguished.
"No!" A howl came from Han Shuo's mouth. It was the first human sound he'd made so far. His face contorted in pain as the black lightning surrounding him began to crackle and crackle as he roared furiously. The blood vessels in his neck and arm began to explode, splashing fresh blood all over him.
Han Shuo ignored the terrifying wounds on his body. He couldn't seem to control his limbs as he looked at his right arm with a twisted expression. He kept shouting, "No, no!"
Suddenly his expression hardened as his bloody left arm slammed into his weapon-wielding right arm. It landed like a bolt of lightning, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, and arrows of blood shot out of his arms into the surrounding area.
This self-mutilating blow had an amazing effect. It saved Gilbert's life, and a change occurred in the hundred metre high sword light!
The light had been aimed at Gilbert when it suddenly changed direction, swirling past Gilbert's huge body and carrying with it a violent, evil sword aura to shoot into the endless black mists surrounding the forbidden area.
Suddenly, the sky was filled with bloody light as the earth shook. A terrifying explosion sound filled the area, seemingly tearing the sky apart. The black fog that had covered the area for five hundred years slowly dissipated after the blast of blood-red light.
Rays of warm sunlight finally shone upon this desolate land after hundreds of years of absence. The sunlight shone on the badly injured Cyclops and Golden Dragon, on the panting but clear-eyed Han Shuo lying in a pool of his own blood, and into the tearful, delighted eyes of Gilbert.