Chapter 382: Clash of Titans
William's pursuit of vengeance against the black wizard Makhu Redd was far from over. When he returned to Dawn City, he would ensure that Moses faced his consequences. A smug grin crossed his face as he considered the impending confrontation.
However, just as he turned his head, an inexplicable wave of anger surged within him. In the next moment, he found himself helplessly propelled backward for hundreds of meters, crashing into a nearby wall. The once towering palace in front of him exploded outward, a mushroom cloud of flames, fighting spirit, and magic spreading in all directions, accompanied by the shattering of walls and eaves. Countless unfortunate individuals were caught in the explosion.
Amidst the chaos, a bloodied black dragon emerged, its ferocious head extending as it unleashed a devastating breath attack that radiated unparalleled dragon power.
In that instant, the black dragon transformed into a living Dragon King, its colossal form extending hundreds of meters into the sky. Its breath enveloped the surroundings, searing the air and leaving no escape.
In a matter of seconds, a quarter of those unfortunate individuals met a gruesome end beneath the torrent of black flames, their screams silenced. Following the black dragon's assault, nothing remained of them but scattered armor and weapons. The scene was one of utter devastation, with a pervasive stench of corrosive darkness lingering in the air.
William gazed up at the black dragon in disbelief, his eyes wide with shock. Sagrita, the black dragon, had suddenly grown by over ten meters, just one step away from reaching epic level, concealing its true strength until this moment.
"Damn it," the prince muttered through clenched teeth, his initial intent to confront the dragon replaced by an immediate threat. The black dragon had turned to attack the Epic Level boss of Dawn City, and William knew there was no room for hesitation.
He drew his longsword and charged at the dragon, meeting its fiery gaze. Simultaneously, he conveyed his orders telepathically to Burned Cinder and the others, instructing them to prevent any escape and draw in the reinforcements of the Black Dragon Clan.
This time, William aimed to capture every last soul within the dragon's lair, fully capitalizing on the chaos. The vampire bounty hunters and their undead adversaries were weakened from their prior battle with the black dragon. Now was the perfect moment to finish them off.
The situation rapidly evolved as Burned Cinder and the others initiated their attack on those attempting to flee. Seven Legendary bosses and over a dozen epic bosses from Dawn City unleashed their powers, instantly taking down high-level Professionals who couldn't withstand their combined assault.
Meanwhile, Sagrita emerged from the flames and faced William's charging form head-on. The dragon reared up and unleashed a torrent of dragon breath towards him, a deadly onslaught that nearly overtook him.
But William didn't back down. With a swift motion, he sliced his own wrist, his sword's blade clashing with the incoming dragon breath. The mighty impact caused the dragon breath to split in two, narrowly missing him and embedding itself into the wall with a thunderous explosion.
In the blink of an eye, the terrain beneath William's feet began to sink, and he found himself propelled towards the dragon's head. His sword gleamed with the light of dawn as he descended like a meteor, slashing with all his might.
With a deafening boom, the massive thunder-infused blade cleaved into the black dragon's head. Countless sparks and scales scattered across the ground, yet the dragon remained resilient, defending with its dragon horn. Despite almost losing half of its horn, the dragon weathered the attack with little harm.
Undeterred, the dragon struck the ground with its right claw, causing dark elemental energy to surge like a tidal wave from the earth's depths. In the underground chamber saturated with dark elements, the malevolent energy rapidly enveloped the area, affecting William's surroundings.
Negative effects, such as reduced recovery speed, slower movement, and weaker attacks, assaulted William's senses. Although he faced a pseudo-field, his increasing resistance mitigated the adverse effects. The battle continued.
The black dragon lashed its tail towards William once more, sending him crashing into the wall like a projectile. The relentless onslaught caused significant damage, with the black dragon's sheer size threatening to crush the smaller Half-Elf.
Remarkably, William persevered, escaping the black dragon's impending claw by moving with the speed of thunder. With precise timing, he landed on the dragon's back, infusing his sword with the light of dawn before delivering a powerful strike.
The thunder-infused sword, now tens of meters in length, descended upon the dragon's back, embedding itself deeply. The colossal black dragon was forced to the ground, its spine nearly snapping under the tremendous force.
Yet the black dragon fought on, using its formidable Dragon Language Magic to conjure a dark confinement. In an instant, William felt the encroaching darkness weaken his physical strength and abilities. He struggled to move within this stifling field, each step a taxing effort akin to navigating a desert sandstorm.
As William broke free from the dark imprisonment of Dragon Language Magic, the black dragon unleashed its ultimate technique: the Dark Sword. Countless sharp swords formed from dark elemental energy converged into a devastating sword array that surged towards William.
Hundreds, if not thousands, of dark blades filled the air, making it impossible for him to identify them all. William swiftly activated his Holy Light Shield unique skill, enveloping himself in dozens of small shields to ward off the incoming barrage.
The sound of clashing and shattering filled the air, and after several tense seconds, the onslaught subsided.