Ashen Dragon

Watching Singo split in two, Mantou initially grinned with a sense of schadenfreude, then put on a sorrowful expression and reached out a hand: "Xin Dog, I will avenge you—"

Unexpectedly, a semi-transparent figure emerged from the corpse: "Stop being sentimental, if this keeps up, we're all going to be wiped out!"

"You're not dead?"

"The Soul Amulet allows me to exist in spirit form for fifteen minutes after my physical death. Didn't expect to use it so soon."

"Wait—turn your head!"

"Damn!" Mantou instinctively tilted his head.

A beam filled with necromantic aura grazed past his ear, hitting a nearby human, whose flesh immediately shriveled, turning into a dried corpse.

He turned his head, seeing the Ancient Green Dragon flapping its wings, hovering in mid-air, surrounded by a storm filled with acid and poison mist, its narrow, needle-like vertical pupils glinting with the eerie light of necromancy.

Beside her, six ghost fires moved continuously, like terrifying specters ready to devour souls at any moment.

The Green Dragon was a natural spellcaster, and Ulrichia, known as the "Poisonous Emerald," was undoubtedly among the best of them.

As an Ancient Dragon, she was well-versed in necromancy and illusion spells, with mastery no less than that of an Archmage.

Ulrichia extended her claws into the void, retrieving a scepter forged of bone and skeleton, and swung it casually.

In an instant, countless wailing spirits surged from the blood pools, rushing towards humans, possessing untrained commoners to become Ulrichia's puppets.

The possessed humans, with red eyes and drooling mouths, nearly crazed, lunged at former comrades and friends, biting into necks and cheeks, tearing away large chunks of flesh.

"Stay away!"

"I'll shoot if you come any closer!"

"Who are you?"

"Get off him now!"

Such cries echoed continuously.

The fate of these possessed humans was often to be shot to death by panicked allies, but those spirits would escape from one host, laughing eerily as they rushed to the next target.

Mantou loaded an enchanted bullet, firing to kill one of the spirits, wailing:

"How do we defeat this Ancient Dragon boss? It has control, damage, physical and magic resistance maxed out, and can create minions. It's impossible to fight—"

Transformed into a spirit form, Singo pulled out a dagger, stabbing an approaching spirit, causing it to shatter into fragments of spiritual form, engulfed in flames.

"Right now, only one word—stall! According to the intel I gathered, our main force can breach the city soon.

Lead her away from the Dragon Breeding Ground to the Outer City District, and with support from inside and outside, let the Mechanical God Cult's fleet blast this Ancient Dragon to smithereens!"

"Got it!"

Mantou, Summer Night Autumn Rain, Natural War Maniac, and other players responded in unison.

Summer Night Autumn Rain gazed at the distant Ancient Green Dragon and deliberately let out a cold laugh: "Is that foolish Green Dragon your offspring? Burning his heart felt... not bad."

"It was you! Arrogant bastard, how dare you attack Tiamat's kin!"

Ulrichia's eyes burst with uncontrollable rage, filled with anger and hatred towards the Dragon Man Mage.

In an instant, beams filled with necromantic energy flew forth, each carrying destructive power enough to kill mortals.

But Summer Night Autumn Rain stretched out one hand, dragonflame spewing from her palm, forming a thick energy wall mid-air.

"Boom!"

The two opposing energies collided, causing a violent explosion, the overflowing necromantic energy affecting nearby humans, rapidly aging them.

Summer Night Autumn Rain dared not slacken, her eyes flickering, right hand waving, flames like frenzied beasts tearing space, creating a rift leading to the ground.

Under the altar's influence, long-distance teleportation was impossible, but piercing the ground could still be achieved.

"Let's go!"

Summer Night Autumn Rain flew in directly, Natural War Maniac leapt up, diving into the Flame Teleportation Gate.

Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Swashbuckler, and other players also jumped in, one after another.

Ulrichia, furious, fiercely flapped her wings, carrying torrential momentum and terrifying storms, rushing towards the teleportation gate.

Under the Ancient Green Dragon's wrath, the entire cave trembled continuously, debris falling from the ceiling, causing human sacrifices to panic and scatter.

But now, Ulrichia no longer saw those insignificant sacrifices. At this moment, she wanted only one thing.

—To slaughter those Imperial people who dared to kill Grotar and desecrate Tiamat completely, leaving none alive!

"You won't escape—"

As the crazed Ancient Green Dragon lunged forth, Mantou, covered in cold sweat, hurriedly rushed toward the teleportation gate.

"Wait for me!"

In the final moment before the Green Dragon's fangs could bite him, Mantou's body passed through the portal, emerging on the surface of Lin Ying City's Main City.

"Who are you, and why did you enter the Main City? With the battle outside the city tense, you actually fled here!"

"Wait, that's the invader!"

"Seize them! If necessary, they can be executed!"

Seeing this scene, the Bipedal Wyvern Cavalry inside the city whirled their weapons, accompanied by the sound of rushing wind, diving towards the group.