jdhmnovel Chapter 342 The ending is decided
Chapter 342 The ending is decided
This sword move is one of the God of Weapons' peerless killing skills. It can trace the root of the enemy's soul, like a wise man who sees through everything, accurately finding the weaknesses and flaws of the enemy's soul, and then like a peerless sharp blade, giving the enemy a fatal blow.
Its characteristic is the terrifying precision of striking the root of the soul, and its effect is to directly hit the vital points of the enemy's soul, causing unimaginable damage. This move is like a black lightning, cutting through the void, carrying the breath of death, and flying towards the red dragon swiftly.
Even though the Red Dragon was as powerful as he was, in the face of this sudden killing move, he could only hastily release his charged move and shouted loudly: "Lava Hammer!" The Flame Dragon Hammer in his hand was instantly wrapped in hot magma, like a burning meteor, hammering fiercely at the "Soul Tracing Knife".
However, Wang Hun's "Soul Tracing Knife" was too powerful. It easily broke the Red Dragon's move. The magma wrapped around the Flame Dragon Hammer was instantly shattered like fragile tofu. The Flame Dragon Hammer was also shaken high into the air and fell far to the side.
Then, the attack of the "Soul Tracing Knife" continued unabated, and in front of the Red Dragon's eyes widened with shock, it hit the Red Dragon heavily like a cannonball.
When the Red Dragon was hit by the "Soul Tracing Knife", he felt as if the depths of his soul were being tightly grasped by a dark force from the Nine Netherworld Purgatory. That force was like a sharp hook, ruthlessly stirring at the root of his soul, as if it wanted to completely tear apart the core structure of his soul.
His eyes instantly became empty and confused, and his consciousness began to waver under this strong impact. His body staggered back several steps uncontrollably, leaving deep footprints on the ground with each step, as if his heavy body could not bear the severe pain suffered by his soul.
He couldn't help but utter a low moan of pain, the sound was like the wail of a wounded beast, echoing in the empty battlefield, shaking the air around him. The Red Dragon's soul power was like a surging tide encountering a solid dam, suppressed by the power of the Soul Tracing Blade. The divine power that had been surging and running wild in his body seemed to have lost its backbone, becoming disordered and weak, flowing through the meridians with difficulty, as if it would dissipate at any time.
A strange light began to flicker on the surface of his body. It was a manifestation of the conflict between the soul and the flesh after being severely damaged. The light flickered, like a candle in the wind, reflecting his precarious state at the moment.
An unprecedented despair surged in Chilong's heart. He knew very well that if he could not break free of the shackles of his soul as soon as possible, he would be destroyed by this powerful sword move.
The red dragon endured the severe pain in the depths of his soul, but the unyielding fighting spirit in his heart was like a dying flame, beating tenaciously in the strong wind. He knew that he could not fall down like this, and the glory and pride of one hundred thousand years would not allow him to be completely defeated at this moment.
He slowly raised his head, and the confusion in his eyes was gradually replaced by a blazing light, which burned with his persistence and desire to fight.
The red dragon took a deep breath and mobilized the remaining strength in his body, trying to stabilize his shaky soul and body. It was as if he was playing a silent tug-of-war with the dark force that invaded his soul.
"I am the Red Dragon, a powerful being from the ancient gods. How can I be subdued by such a mere move!" He roared, and although his voice was a little hoarse with pain, it was more determined.
The red dragon held the Flame Dragon Hammer tightly in both hands. Even though the hammer had just been knocked away, it seemed to feel its master's determination at this moment and it flashed a faint light again.
The red dragon concentrated all his energy and slowly gathered his soul power towards the injured divine core like a woven net.
At the same time, Wang Hun held the God of Weapons' Blade and quietly watched the Red Dragon's struggle. He knew the power of this attack and that the Red Dragon would not be easily defeated. There was no contempt in his eyes, only solemnity and vigilance, ready to continue chasing the Red Dragon.
While accumulating strength, the Red Dragon said solemnly: "It seems that I can't escape defeat today. But I, the Red Dragon, am a strong man from the ancient gods. Even if I am in a desperate situation, there is no reason for me to retreat. Well, I decided to release the last blow, to fight you and end it all here!" There was a sense of determination and tragedy in his voice, as if a dying hero was making a final struggle.
Wang Hun's eyes were stern and unmoved. He said in a deep voice, "That's exactly what I meant! Today is your end. I will use the blade in my hand to put an end to your arrogance."
The red dragon took a deep breath, and flames all over his body instantly burned fiercely. The flames were hotter and brighter than before, almost completely enveloping his body.
He slowly raised the Flame Dragon Hammer, muttering something. As he chanted, the space around him began to twist violently, as if it could not withstand the powerful force that was about to be released.
The red dragon continuously injected its own divine power into the Flame Dragon Hammer, and the hammer head of the hammer began to flash with a strange light. The light gradually gathered, and the shadows of nine giant flaming dragons appeared and disappeared around the hammer head.
"Nine dragons return to one flame!" The red dragon roared loudly, raised the Flame Dragon Hammer high with both hands, and then smashed it hard to the ground.
In an instant, nine giant flaming dragons roared in unison. They entwined and merged with each other, transforming into an incomparably gigantic dragon of flaming energy, rushing towards King Soul with overwhelming force.
Wherever this giant fire dragon passed, the earth was instantly scorched, the rocks melted into magma, and the space was burned to form countless cracks, as if the whole world was crumbling under this blow.
Looking at the giant flaming dragon, there was no fear in Wang Hun's eyes. Instead, he had absolute confidence. He said in a deep voice: "Soul-devouring Sword of Eternal Destruction!" This sword move was his most powerful killing skill. Its power was enough to shake the heavens and the earth and make all things in the world tremble with fear.
This horrifying move can devour the enemy's soul mercilessly like thousands of hungry gluttons, and completely destroy it, making it impossible for it to be reborn or reincarnated in this endless universe.
Its characteristic is the horrifying ability to completely destroy the power of the soul, cutting off all vitality of the enemy. Its effect is to make the enemy's soul like a candle in the wind, which will be swallowed up by the abyss of darkness in an instant, completely disappear from the world, never to exist again.
This move carried the shadow of death, like a stream of black light, flying towards the Red Dragon at lightning speed. At the same time, the Red Dragon's Nine Dragons Returning to One Flame was like a prehistoric beast burning with angry flames, rushing towards the King Soul with its fangs and claws bared.