Chapter 449 Good Luck Meets Great Luck: Six Legendary Items (Mega Chapter)
The gentle sunlight shone down, illuminating the entire Crimson Flame Royal City and the Dragon Spine Mountains.
Galos slowly spread his wings, gazing towards the direction of the Crimson Flame Royal City, preparing to go and greet his 'distinguished guest'.
Decades have passed since the last time this "lucky charm" Aliya appeared in the Sel Wilderness.
At that time, the Southern Federation of Lorthern was still in the midst of a civil war, and he himself had not even conceived the idea of establishing a kingdom.
However, times have changed.
Now, everything is completely different.
He and the former Ironforge tribe are no longer what they used to be, having transformed from a struggling force into a kingdom.
Some old grudges should be settled.
Opposite Garros, the amethyst dragon Yseramas seemed to have sensed something and flicked its long tail.
"Judging from your tone, that doesn't seem to be a real guest."
His eyes brightened slightly as he asked, "Is there an old grudge?"
It must be said that this amethyst dragon had very keen senses; he was able to deduce the general situation simply by observing subtle changes in Garros's expression and tone.
Galos had no intention of hiding this.
"When I was still weak..."
Red Iron Dragon's voice was deep as he succinctly recounted how Aria had taken Valhalla.
Finally, he said in a deep voice, "I was born in this dangerous wilderness. Although I have remarkable dragon talents, I have also traversed mud and weathered storms in order to survive and rise. Every step I took was arduous, as if walking on thin ice, and I was always cautious."
"And those who are born with exceptional luck have a smooth and successful life, easily getting what they want."
"Normally, this has nothing to do with me."
"No matter how lucky these people are, as long as they don't infringe on my interests, we can simply leave each other alone and go our separate ways."
“However,” a sharp glint flashed in Garus’s dragon eyes, “since you chose to take what belonged to me, and instead of eliminating any future troubles, you openly revealed your identity and purpose, then you should have foreseen that one day, when the situation reverses, you will have to pay the price for your actions.”
Galos deeply understood the principle of the survival of the fittest and the supremacy of strength.
It is understandable for the strong to take away the treasure they desire from the weak.
If the roles were reversed, Galos would have made a similar choice, but he would have chosen either to quietly succeed and then flee, or to completely eliminate any future troubles.
However, the lucky charm neither chose to completely eliminate the potential threat nor quietly leave after succeeding.
She chose the most open and proud way.
She made no attempt to conceal her true identity and origins, telling the Ironforge tribe that she was going to take the Hall of Heroes, and that they could only accept this outcome and were powerless to resist.
Back then, Hong Tielong could only endure and accept this result.
If he remains weak or unfortunately dies prematurely, then this feud will simply end.
But now, he has successfully transformed into a legendary being and established his own kingdom.
Those past grievances he was forced to swallow, if not properly resolved, would remain a thorn in his side, preventing him from finding peace and comfort.
Therefore, he decided to take back what was rightfully his.
Now, only two paths lie before the lucky charm, Aliya:
Either she voluntarily returns Valhalla and pays him additional compensation for her previous actions, or he'll see if her prized luck can still protect her unharmed in the face of his sharp claws.
“A person favored by the gods…that is quite a rare existence.”
After hearing this, Yseramas's curiosity deepened. "May I come with you to take a look?"
He then added, "Of course, that's a private matter between the two of you. I will not interfere or influence in any way; I will just watch quietly from the sidelines."
As he spoke, his eyes shone brightly, making no attempt to hide his desire to watch the spectacle unfold.
Galos's eyes flickered slightly as he instantly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.
The existence of the amethyst dragon Yseramas is undoubtedly a huge and immeasurable variable for the soon-to-be lucky angel Aria.
This could lead Alia to choose reconciliation and compromise rather than head-on confrontation after weighing the strengths of the two sides.
"Could this also be an invisible influence of her lucky attribute?"
The thought crossed Galos's mind, but he quickly suppressed it.
Whether it was due to sheer luck or not, the current situation was clearly more advantageous than disadvantageous for him.
Although Yseramas has declared a neutral stance, his status as a legendary dragon and his very existence are an invisible deterrent and bargaining chip.
Moreover, Galus himself was not petty or vindictive.
As long as the lucky charm can recognize the situation and make the wisest choice, he can completely forgive and forget, and even turn enemies into friends, which would save him from possible conflicts and troubles later.
"Can."
Galos agreed to the amethyst dragon's request, "Since you're interested, let's go together."
As soon as he finished speaking, his enormous dragon wings fully unfurled, carrying a powerful wind pressure, and he soared toward the High Mountain Royal Court.
The Amethyst Dragon let out a light groan, spread its wings, and kept a perfect distance, following closely behind the Red Iron Dragon.
After a period of time.
The lucky messenger Aliya received a summons and entered the dragon palace.
The space here is spacious, with magnificent pillars, but the messenger of good fortune keeps his eyes straight ahead, with a faint smile on his face, showing no signs of tension or unease, as if he were strolling in a jungle.
Led by the Dragonborn Guards, she gradually arrived before the throne.
The atmosphere inside the magnificent palace was solemn.
The Red Iron Dragon Emperor sat high on his throne, gazing down at the visitors below.
To the right of the throne, the legendary amethyst dragon Yseramas lay gracefully, his eyes half-open as if dozing. To the left of the throne, the iron dragon Thorog stood solemnly, his eyes fixed on the chosen one before him.
At the same time, the lucky messenger Aliya slightly raised her head, her gaze immediately falling on the red iron dragon on the throne.
Prior to this, she had already gained a preliminary understanding of the Lord of the North through information collected by the church.
But when she saw it up close, the dragon's body, so strong it was almost unbelievable, and the way every inch of its scales seemed to contain explosive power, still caused her a brief shock and amazement.
Then, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the amethyst dragon on the right side of the throne, and her heart stirred with even more emotion.
Without needing to use any detection skills, she could almost conclude from the sheer size of the creature—far exceeding that of ordinary dragons—and the air of someone who had accumulated the aura of age, that it was a legendary dragon, and certainly not one that had just entered the legendary realm.
As for the Iron Dragon Sorog, whom I had met once before, he was now standing solemnly to the left of the throne.
Because he had not yet broken through to the legendary level, he was selectively ignored by Alia.
Under the calm gaze of the Red Iron Dragon Emperor, the lucky messenger Aliya composed herself.
She spoke first, her voice clear and composed.
"Good day, Your Majesty Lord of the North, the great Ignatius."
May the glory of Lady Luck forever illuminate your ever-growing kingdom.
"After decades, stepping onto this land again, I am truly amazed by your brilliant achievements."
She began with compliments, then quickly changed the subject, speaking in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "I have come here with the most sincere desire for cooperation, representing the Goddess of Fortune's cult, hoping to establish a deep and lasting friendship with the powerful and promising Kingdom of Aura."
On the right side of the throne, Yseramas, the amethyst dragon who had been seemingly dozing, flickered his eyes almost imperceptibly.
'Garos is right, this person does indeed possess an inherent arrogance, and she herself doesn't seem to realize it...'
He thought to himself.
The ruler of this place, the emperor Hong Tielong, remained silent, but she began to speak eloquently, subconsciously trying to control the rhythm and direction of the conversation.
The amethyst dragon was perceptive and, through this small detail, had already roughly discerned the nature of the lucky charm's personality.
However, adhering to his principle of neutrality, he remained silent, simply observing and appreciating the spectacle.
To the left of the throne, the Iron Dragon Sorog remained silent, but his gaze toward Aria grew increasingly cold.
"Aliya, the messenger of good fortune."
The Red Iron Dragon Emperor lowered his massive dragon head, his gaze falling upon the other party as if it were a tangible object.
He asked, "What kind of friendship do you want to establish with the Kingdom of Aura?"
The Good Fortune Messenger stood tall, his eyes shining brightly, and looked directly at the Red Iron Dragon Emperor without any hesitation, their eyes meeting.
"We hope to be granted permission to spread the gospel and teachings of the Goddess of Fortune within your kingdom."
She said, "Build a temple for the goddess, guide your people to recognize and embrace the blessings of good fortune, and let the glory of order intertwine with the blessings of good fortune."
"In return, we will bring a more harmonious and stable internal atmosphere to the Kingdom of Aura, reducing the occurrence of disasters and accidents."
"Furthermore, goddesses also bestow favor and invisible protection upon allies they approve of."
"For a rapidly rising kingdom with unlimited potential, this is undoubtedly the icing on the cake, helping you to achieve prosperity and strength even faster."
After she finished speaking, she waited quietly for the Red Iron Dragon Emperor's reply.
Galos did not give her the response she wanted directly.
He changed the subject, tearing away the thin veneer of friendliness: "Aliya, let's skip the pointless pleasantries and prospective descriptions."
“You know very well that between your kingdom and mine, there is an unresolved old story from the past.”
Red Iron Dragon's gaze was firmly fixed on the Good Luck Messenger.
"Decades ago, you took a treasure that belonged to us from the then-weak Ironforge tribe—Valhalla."
"Now that times have changed, it's time to return it to its rightful owner."
"Return it to Valhalla and make due and sufficient compensation for your actions back then."
"Only then can we have the most basic premise to calmly discuss the collaborations you just mentioned."
Across from her, Aliya's smile faltered slightly, a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly.
She hadn't expected Galos to be so ruthless and uncompromising.
"Your Majesty, please understand that the Hall of Heroes is not an ordinary magical artifact."
She composed herself and said seriously, "It can imprison the souls of living beings. If it falls into the hands of someone with evil intentions or who lacks a sufficient sense of responsibility, it could very likely cause an irreparable disaster and harm all sides."
My removal of it was entirely based on the prevention and consideration of potential dangers, for the sake of the peace and well-being of countless innocent lives on this land, to safeguard it in a more secure and safe place and prevent its power from being misused.
"My decision back then was neither wrong nor wrong in terms of public or private matters, and I have no regrets."
Hearing these high-sounding words, the iron dragon Sorog on the left side of the throne could no longer contain himself.
"Heh, safe and secure? To prevent danger? What a noble and convenient reason."
Iron Dragon flicked its tail, which was covered in metal scales, making a cold clanging sound, and sneered, "If you think that a certain legendary item is not safe in the hands of the powerful Holden Empire, would you dare to come to our door so confidently and claim that you want to keep it safe?"
These words hit the nail on the head, leaving the lucky charm Aliya speechless and unable to give a direct answer.
Ultimately, she still saw the Ironforge tribe as weak and easily manipulated.
After a few seconds of silence, Alia frowned slightly, looked at Iron Dragon, and asked in return, "Can that be the same? The Holden Empire naturally has reliable means of using legendary items, without needing others to safeguard them."
After saying that, she seemed to realize that arguing with Sorog was pointless.
The messenger of good fortune shifted his gaze from him and refocused on the Red Iron Dragon Emperor on the throne.
This person is the key who can truly determine the course of events.
Aliya suppressed her displeasure and softened her tone.
"Your Majesty, past events have specific contexts and limitations."
"To cling to old grudges is not the act of a wise person."
"If we can put aside our prejudices, focus on the future, and work together, then the favor of Lady Luck will surely bring the Kingdom of Aura far more long-term benefits than a single legendary item."
"We can discuss the specific details of the cooperation in more detail, such as..."
“Favor? No.” Galos interrupted her without any politeness.
"The Kingdom of Aura stands on the power of dragons, the loyalty of its people, and strict order!"
“We never entrust the fate of our nation to vague luck. If your favor were truly as omnipotent as you claim, why did you personally descend upon us back then, instead of simply waiting for fortune to deliver treasures to your hands?”
He disliked those insincere conversations and said bluntly, "There's no need to try to change the subject anymore."
“My conditions are simple: hand over Valhalla and pay sufficient compensation for it. If you do these two things, I can forgive and forget what happened before.”
Upon hearing the Red Iron Dragon Emperor's words, Alya looked around and felt an invisible pressure gathering.
Her gaze swept over the legendary amethyst dragon, and she quickly weighed her options.
"Two legendary dragons... The foundation of the Kingdom of Aura is much deeper than I estimated before I came."
"If we bring out the Hall of Heroes and offer an additional legendary item as compensation, this matter might be resolved and the Dragon Emperor's anger appeased."
"but……"
A doubt arose in her mind.
"What if I do as he asks and hand over the goods, but the dragon still won't let it go and even tries to take advantage of me?"
“That ancient elven lord once warned me that in some situations, danger should be nipped in the bud. I cannot, and should not, trust the promises of a dragon.”
The messenger of good fortune was briefly caught in a dilemma and struggle.
On the one hand, she was unwilling to hand over her things for nothing and even have to pay compensation; but on the other hand, the existence of that legendary amethyst dragon gave her considerable psychological pressure and a sense of urgency.
After a brief weighing of the pros and cons, she ultimately decided to back down for the time being.
The messenger of good fortune sighed softly, about to speak, preparing to agree to Galos's conditions.
But just as she was about to speak, her gaze swept once more over Yseramas, the amethyst dragon, to the right of the throne.
The legendary dragon remained silent and relaxed throughout.
Moreover... if I remember correctly, the Gem Dragon clan, to which the Amethyst Dragon belongs, is a well-known neutral faction that has never liked to meddle in worldly disputes.
Thinking of this, the lucky messenger had a sudden inspiration.
She wasn't entirely sure of the amethyst dragon's attitude and had to confirm it herself!
"Sir, may I ask what your relationship is with the Kingdom of Aura?"
She looked at the amethyst dragon and asked.
Yseramas paused for a moment, then looked at the Red Iron Dragon instead of answering, having promised not to interrupt.
The Red Iron Dragon, its claws outstretched and expressionless, nodded to the Amethyst Dragon.
With Garos's tacit approval, the Amethyst Dragon looked down at the Good Fortune Messenger.
He shook his head and said with a smile, "Well... I just woke up from a long slumber. I don't have a specific place to go right now, so I'm staying in the Kingdom of Aura to get used to the new era of the wilderness."
"As for what happens between you two, that's your private matter and has nothing to do with me."
"Just pretend I don't exist. I just came to take a look."
Upon hearing these words, the messenger of good fortune was greatly encouraged.
Sure enough! Luck smiled upon me once again!
This legendary dragon is neutral and will not interfere, so there is no need to pay too much attention to its existence.
The messenger of good fortune's expression turned cold.
“Your Majesty, it is rather narrow-minded of you to invite me here for such a trivial old matter.”
Her tone hardened, a stark contrast to her previous conciliatory manner.
“Valhalla, I will never give it to you. This is not just about an item, but also about my principles and beliefs. I will not betray the right choice I made to protect potential peace just because of your current strength.”
"As for the cooperation, since Your Majesty is so fixated on the past and shows no sincerity, let's just drop it. There's no point in saying more."
Galos watched quietly as her attitude changed several times, his eyes remaining calm.
On the other side, the Good Fortune Messenger, Aliya, took a deep breath and said, "If Your Majesty has nothing else to say, please allow me to take my leave."
Galos did not roar in anger, nor did he show any intention of stopping her from leaving.
He sat calmly on the throne and said simply, "You chose this path yourself. Since that's the case, you may leave."
Aliya said no more, and didn't even bow.
She turned around decisively and left the solemn palace hall without looking back.
Interestingly, after leaving the palace, she only traveled out of the Crimson Flame Royal City at an extremely fast speed, and then began to travel through the wilderness at a leisurely pace, without any intention of immediately disappearing completely from the territory of the Kingdom of Aura.
At this moment, Yseramas opened his eyes completely.
He looked at the red iron dragon with interest, and said with a playful tone, "This lady favored by fate has quite a strong personality, Your Majesty. What do you plan to do?"
Galos did not answer immediately.
However, in the spacious and magnificent throne room, a murderous intent began to silently spread and gather, making the surrounding air feel heavy and stagnant.
As a chosen one of the lucky ones, dealing with him might bring some subsequent trouble.
However, this was far from enough to make Garus fearful.
He can maintain the necessary awe and respect towards those deities who look down upon all living beings.
However, when it comes to issues involving one's own interests, there's no need to give the other party too much face.
While the gods are indeed high above, why are the kings of the material world able to rival the divine authority that is spread throughout the world, and even suppress it in some areas, instead of completely groveling under it?
There are, of course, reasons behind this.
The memories of the Dragon's Legacy clearly state:
The material plane is subject to very strict rules governing the descent and interference of the gods.
Unless a deity dares to descend in their true form at great risk, the incarnations of some weaker deities may not be a match for certain legendary powerhouses.
But the risk of the real person descending is unimaginably high.
Not only will they be severely suppressed by the rules of the plane, but they are also likely to be ambushed by hostile gods, leading to their true demise.
The divine exerts influence on the material world primarily through three aspects.
Believers in the mortal world, the church, and those who are favored as spokespeople.
The influence of the Goddess of Fortune Cult on the entire planet Bernardo is actually quite limited, even far less than that of organizations like the Dragon Cult that span multiple worlds.
They only have one legendary bishop, Good Fortune, on the continent of Atlanta, and at most one legendary bishop on other continents, so they are not a concern.
Galos had already weighed the pros and cons.
He slowly rose to his feet, then with a flap of his dragon wings, he burst out of the High Mountain Royal Court accompanied by gusts of wind.
The red iron dragon's silhouette pierced the sky.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, within which seemed to shimmer with the movement of stars, as if he had activated his Eye of True Sight.
He lowered his eyes and gazed at the desolate land, quickly finding his target among countless points of life, and then took flight.
at the same time.
On a vast and desolate plain far from the Crimson Flame Royal City, Aliya stopped her seemingly leisurely pace.
She slowly turned around, facing the direction from which the dragon's might was coming, her face showing no surprise, as if she had been waiting for a long time.
The lucky charm had already anticipated that, given Red Iron Dragon's domineering and powerful personality, it would be impossible for him to leave easily.
Once she leaves the territory of Crimson Flame Royal City, she will have no more scruples in the battle, and her opponent will definitely make a move immediately.
And this was exactly what she was thinking.
Although she was confident, she did not want to involve too many innocent people. Similarly, she was also wary of the magic array that might exist within the Crimson Flame Royal City. Therefore, she specially came to this remote and desolate wilderness to quietly wait for the arrival of the Red Iron Dragon Emperor, preparing to settle old and new grudges here.
It took less than ten seconds.
Before the dragon even arrived, a powerful gale swept in, flattening the tall grass on the wasteland and causing sand and gravel to tumble.
Aria's hair flew wildly in the turbulent air, but her posture remained upright, and she was slightly suspended in the air.
She gazed at the figure that grew larger as it approached, her face showing no fear, only focus.
In the blink of an eye, the enormous figure of the Red Iron Dragon had arrived above the wasteland, its body blocking out the sunlight and casting a shadow that completely enveloped the Lucky Messenger.
"You've stopped here to wait, it seems you also want to settle this old score with me."
The roar of the red iron dragon fell from the sky, echoing between heaven and earth.
"Your Majesty is so hospitable, how could I leave without saying goodbye? I just didn't expect you to be in such a hurry."
Aliya smiled slightly.
"Hand over Valhalla first; this is your last chance."
Galos issued an ultimatum.
“I’m sorry,” Alia shook her head firmly, “I still stand by what I said—never!”
The moment she finished speaking, Galos launched his attack.
Mighty Dragon's Roar! Limitless Dragon Breath!
The invisible dragon's might, like a tangible tsunami, was vast and powerful, containing a spiritual awe and impact, and crushed towards the messenger of good fortune.
Almost simultaneously, Red Iron Dragon's chest swelled slightly.
He then opened his mouth and spat out a spherical dragon breath intertwined with blazing flames and violent lightning. This dragon breath was as fast as lightning, descending from the sky and striking directly at Alia.
However, just a moment before the Red Iron Dragon launched its attack.
The messenger of good fortune was already shining with layers of dazzling light!
A heavy, ancient-looking black suit of armor, exuding a sense of composure, appeared first, fitting snugly over her body.
Immovable Armor!
— Grants the wearer strength and defense comparable to a legendary giant, greatly enhancing their stability and making them extremely difficult to knock back, launch, or fall, while significantly reducing negative effects such as dizziness and stun...
This is only part of it.
A staff inlaid with exquisite gems and with a strange shape, a pair of nimble leather boots flowing with shadow energy, and a pair of magnificent wings made of pure light appeared on her at almost the same moment.
They are [The End of the Spellthief], [Shadow Boots], and [Wings of Protection].
Including the [Immovable Armor], all four pieces of equipment are, without exception, precious legendary items! They were obtained by the lucky one through various opportunities and means thanks to his extraordinary fortune.
Buzz!
The wings of protection suddenly spread out.
The holy wings of light cast a glow, forming a semi-transparent protective barrier like an eggshell, firmly shielding Alya within and successfully isolating her from the mental impact of the mighty dragon.
She lifted her foot and gently stepped into the air.
Intense shadow energy erupted from the Shadow Boots, instantly enveloping her entire body.
Whoosh!
Her figure disappeared from the spot.
boom!!!
Almost at the same instant she disappeared, the spherical dragon breath violently struck the spot where she had been standing, exploding with a deafening roar!
Flames and thunder roared and raged, instantly tearing a huge, charred crater into the wasteland.
However, Aria's true form had already appeared on the other side, avoiding the first wave of attacks.
But the crisis is far from over.
The surrounding air was squeezed and burst by the even more intense wind pressure.
The massive red iron dragon, like a meteor, swooped down on her at a speed completely disproportionate to its size, obscuring all her vision. The overwhelming sense of oppression was almost suffocating.
Just as the distance between the two sides rapidly closed to a mere few hundred meters.
A seemingly inconspicuous prop, shaped like a bracelet, was quickly thrown by Aliya.
The bracelet wasn't thrown in a straight line; instead, it flashed and appeared directly at the center of both paths.
A cage of space, isolating the inside from the outside, defining a domain for a deadly battle!
The Ring of Despair, open!
With focused attention, the lucky charm activated the legendary item without hesitation.
Buzz!
Centered on the Ring of Despair, the surrounding space rippled violently before suddenly solidifying.
The red iron dragon's diving motion suddenly stopped, as if it had crashed into an invisible layer of glue.
Immediately afterwards, his entire body began to sink uncontrollably, enveloped by a familiar feeling of déjà vu. The colors before his eyes were like pencil drawings being rapidly erased by an invisible eraser, peeling away and fading away inch by inch.
Instead, a somber dark red was used.
The surrounding environment has undergone tremendous changes.
Red Iron Dragon found himself in a confined space, with a solid but unidentified ground beneath his feet, while the sky and the horizon were completely enveloped by a constantly surging curtain of dark red energy.
"This is?"
He calmly looked around, a hint of understanding flashing in his dragon eyes, followed by a slight surprise.
"The Ring of Despair, a legendary item that the Kingdom of Theo lost long ago during its civil war. You should have heard of its fame. After some minor twists and turns, it finally came into my hands."
The figure of the Good Fortune Messenger appeared on the other side, smiling as he spoke.
Across from him, Hong Tielong looked at the space around him, which was completely different yet somewhat familiar, and felt that he was destined to be there.
He had two very intense battles in a replica of the Ring of Despair, and now he has encountered the real thing.
"Space-based items or domain skills are always ridiculously strong. In the future, I should research some countermeasures, or try to master some space skills as well."
Red Iron Dragon thought to himself.
He did not act rashly despite being in an unfamiliar environment. Instead, he enhanced his insight with the Eye of Truth to the extreme, carefully observed his surroundings, and first looked for a way out for himself.
At the same time, the Lucky One was bathed in the light of several legendary items intertwined.
She stretched out her fair hand and shook hands with the red iron dragon in the distance.
In an instant, an invisible sense of oppression enveloped Galos's entire body.
In addition, Garos felt his power being stripped away bit by bit, while the aura of the Good Fortune Messenger was rising steadily.
Blazing Domain!
Red Iron Dragon's gaze darkened, and he activated his own domain without hesitation.
Scorching flames shot up from his body, transforming into a burning kingdom that largely offset the oppressive feeling.
However, the attribute stripping effect from the Desperate Space itself ignored the barrier of the domain and continued to take effect.
In just a few breaths, Garos could feel his attributes drop by about ten percent.
This is the powerful effect of extreme space.
An unfair duel!
—Strip the various attributes of the designated target and imbue them into yourself. If you can successfully kill the enemy target in the space, you can randomly retain some of the attributes.
"Wow... such powerful strength... truly worthy of being a legendary dragon..."
The messenger of good fortune couldn't help but let out a soft murmur.
At the same time, her body began to undergo visible changes.
Her body swelled slightly, becoming taller and larger, even fully supporting the previously loose Immovable Armor, making it fit her better; her finger joints became thicker, and sharp, claw-like nails extended from her fingertips; and black and red dragon scales appeared on the skin exposed between the gaps in the armor.
Exhaling slowly, the Good Fortune Messenger said, "Welcome to my home turf."
“Here, no one can disturb you, and you will now face me alone, along with my heroic guardians.”
As she spoke, the space behind her rippled.
A miniature hall appeared in the shadows; it was the Hall of Heroes.
Buzz!
The palace gates suddenly burst open.
A warrior, whose body was constructed of solidified light, wielding a giant shield and a greatsword, and whose aura was in no way inferior to that of a legendary hero, stepped out with heavy steps, his gaze instantly locking onto the red iron dragon.
At this moment, all of Aria's legendary items have been activated.
She felt the surging power originating from the Red Iron Dragon within her body, and a strange excitement appeared on her face.
She then took a step back and raised the Spellthief's End Staff high in her hand.
The legendary spirit that had just been summoned took a step forward in unison, protecting Alya tightly behind it.
The Lucky Messenger is fully armed and determined to completely annihilate the Red Iron Dragon Emperor within the space created by the Ring of Despair!
The countless runes in Garros's eyes had already detected several weak points in the Desperate Space, but he did not intend to attack the space. Instead, he kept a close eye on the Good Fortune Messenger and analyzed her condition.
The Ring of Despair trapped him, but it also trapped its master.
While this legendary item is incredibly powerful, its drawbacks are also quite obvious.
Unless the battle within the space is decided, one side dies, or an absolute force exceeding its capacity forcibly breaks through, even its master cannot escape from it in advance.
Exhilarating! Blood Explosion! Four-Armed Red Lotus!
Red Iron Dragon roared to the sky, activating all three combat states simultaneously.
Amplified by his Beast Form, his already enormous body began to expand and grow even larger at a visible rate! His muscles bulged, his scales bristled, and his four ferocious dragon arms, covered in crimson scales and burning flames, stretched out, making him look like a world-destroying behemoth straight out of a myth.
A terrifying sense of oppression washed over me.
The lucky messenger's pupils suddenly contracted.
"The 'Unfair Duel' was used a bit too early..."
She felt a slight pang of regret.
If the stripping is done when the opponent has entered full combat mode and their attributes have reached their peak, the effect will definitely be better.
call!
With a sudden flap of its wings, the Crimson Iron Dragon's massive body showed no sign of clumsiness. Instead, it transformed into a streak of crimson lightning that tore through space, hurtling straight toward the Good Fortune Messenger, who was being protected by the Heroic Spirits, at an astonishing speed.
The legendary heroes react extremely quickly.
He immediately took a large step forward, raising the giant shield high, and three lines of solemn and dignified maxims lit up on his arm.
Be vigilant: Always be alert to any approaching danger!
Loyalty: Loyalty to your mission, loyalty to your comrades, loyalty to your duties!
Watchers: You are the ultimate shield against endless calamities, and your blade must always be sharp!
This heroic spirit was, in his lifetime, a paladin who had sworn an oath of guardianship.
However, perhaps due to some kind of defect after transforming into a special life form like a Heroic Spirit, although he possessed a legendary-level energy level, he did not display his own legendary domain.
Watch out for the fortress!
A massive energy barrier materialized before the Heroic Spirit Shield.
The heroic spirit charged toward the red iron dragon, and at the same time, the greatsword in his hand condensed into a dazzling holy slash, carrying the will to purify evil, and slashed head-on toward Garus.
Garus roared, deftly shifting his body to avoid the Heroic Spirit's attack, and then swept across with a simple, unadorned claw strike.
Crack—Boom!
The protective barrier built by the heroic spirits could only withstand the red iron dragon's claw attack for less than half a second before it shattered under the strain, exploding into countless scattered energy points.
However, the Watcher Paladin's defensive skills are indeed well-deserved.
Its powerful blocking effect ultimately halted the Red Iron Dragon's claw attack momentum.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, the heroic spirit retreated rapidly, attempting to create distance once again.
At the same time, the Good Fortune Messenger had already completed his spell.
The thief's final, elegant gesture created a powerful weather-based divine spell.
Gravity swamp!
Galos's body suddenly sank as he charged, as if he had instantly sunk into an invisible and sticky swamp. A powerful, ground-pushing force came, trying to restrict and slow his movements.
At the same time, the gem at the top of the Lucky Charm's Staff flashed, then activated a buff spell that doubled the Overweight effect.
This is the effect of her legendary staff.
—Every time you successfully use a spell, there is a very high probability that another spell will be automatically constructed and instantly activated.
The Spellthief's End, due to its highly random and uncontrollable effects, is an unpopular legendary weapon among most spellcasters, but for the lucky Arya, it is an irreplaceable perfect match.
On the other side, despite the heavy pressure, Red Iron Dragon's movements did not falter in the slightest.
His massive wings covered all possible evasive angles, slamming heavily into the heroic spirit.
Bang!
A dull thud, like the sound of leather being struck.
The legendary spirit, whose body was composed of highly condensed light, shattered on the spot before it could even utter a mournful cry, turning into countless fluttering specks of light.
The lucky charm Aliya's eyes widened instantly, her face filled with shock.
Little did she know that Garros had trained in a super-heavy environment for many years, giving him extremely high resistance to it, and he also possessed advanced magic immunity, making him almost unaffected by it.
Red Iron Dragon's movements were fluid and seamless.
After smashing the heroic spirit with a single claw, he displayed a speed completely disproportionate to his terrifying size.
Almost the instant before the fragments of light from the exploding heroic spirits had completely landed, he appeared before the Messenger of Good Fortune.
Four ferocious claws, covered in black and red dragon scales and burning with raging flames, tore through the air and brought with them an aura of death, closing in from different angles as if to crush Alya and the space around her.
Alya's pupils contracted sharply as the shadow of death instantly loomed over her.
The shadowy boots on her feet gleamed.
Whoosh!
At the critical moment, her figure disappeared.
The burning dragon claws merely tore apart the afterimage she left behind.
However, runes swirled in Garros's eyes, and his True Sight detected a barely perceptible energy reaction, locking onto her landing point.
Almost the instant the figure of the Good Fortune Messenger solidified, the dragon's breath had already been brewing in Garos's throat.
A crimson, destructive dragon's breath erupted from his mouth and shot straight toward the Good Fortune Messenger.
Aria didn't have time to teleport again; the protective wings on her back suddenly closed, completely enveloping her.
boom!
A frenzy of light and fire erupted within the desolate space, the blinding light eclipsing even the dark red sky.
The Wings of Protection trembled violently, and pieces of light feathers peeled off and dissipated.
The massive impact sent Alia sliding backward, eventually crashing into the edge of the curtain.
Bang!
The energy curtain behind her bulged inward like rubber, and even revealed wisps of spatial cracks.
Despite the Wings of Protection protecting him from the damage and the Immovable Armor reducing the aftershocks, the Lucky One still felt extremely uncomfortable.
She snapped out of her daze, her Shadow Boots flashing purple light as she teleported again, narrowly avoiding Garros's devastating attack that was close behind and trying to crush her.
Boom!
The massive body of the red iron dragon crashed down, shaking the spatial curtain and creating large, spiderweb-like cracks.
"Thunder, heed my command!"
The figure of the Good Luck Messenger appeared in mid-air, looking slightly disheveled, but his eyes were still bright.
She held the thief's end high, her voice solemn.
Thunderstorm!
The dark red sky suddenly changed color, and thick, ink-like clouds gathered and churned out of nowhere.
The next moment, thick, pale lightning bolts, as thick as ancient trees, rained down like a storm, covering the entire area where the Red Iron Dragon was located.
At the same time, the final gem of the Spellthief flashed again, randomly casting a powerful wind spell at just the right moment.
A violent hurricane suddenly appeared out of nowhere, accompanied by a sky full of thunder and lightning, sweeping towards Garus from all directions.
The power of this attack was extremely terrifying, and the combined effect made even Garus feel the danger.
Garos raised his head and let out a deep dragon roar. The fiery domain clung to his body and burned on his surface, preparing to use the domain to withstand the damage.
But to his surprise, his domain inexplicably became unstable.
The fiery energy in different areas seemed to be affected by invisible interference, and began to clash, consume each other, and annihilate each other, making it impossible to form a stable and effective defensive layer.
However, the densely packed thunderstorms and the hurricanes that tore everything apart always seemed to have eyes, accurately striking the weakest points in his domain's defenses and the points where energy flow was least smooth.
A wide-range bombardment skill with an extremely broad coverage area, yet it also possesses an accuracy comparable to a single-target lock-on attack... Garos narrowed his eyes, realizing the truth in his heart.
The lucky charm Aliya may have unknowingly unlocked her domain.
In fact, his guess was completely correct.
Aria's domain is formless and intangible, called the Domain of Luck. As its name suggests, it amplifies her already high Luck attribute to a level that can influence legendary-level battles.
This domain, unlike traditional domains, does not provide direct attack or defense bonuses.
However, its effectiveness in actual combat is more challenging and powerful than in many traditional fields.
Under the invisible interference of the realm of luck, the hurricane always found the most ingenious angle to pull and bind the red iron dragon's wings, slightly hindering his proud speed; he flapped his dragon wings and forcibly charged forward against the storm, while the fiery domain on his body became riddled with holes and teetering on the verge of collapse under the perfectly timed bombardment.
Aliya's offensive did not stop after she had landed a successful blow.
The heroic warriors that had been shattered earlier re-emerged from the slowly opening gates of Valhalla and stepped out.
However, with the resurrection of the heroic spirits, the light of Valhalla has dimmed considerably, and this resurrection is not without its price.
Battle Order!
The Good Fortune Messenger never stopped, constructing a powerful summoning enhancement spell.
The dense array of enhancement runes instantly covered the heroic spirit's body, causing its aura to surge dramatically.
Almost simultaneously, the Spellthief's End Stone flashed, randomly generating the Blessing of Fearlessness, and an aura of courage and power was bestowed upon the Heroic Spirit.
The heroic spirit, having received a double enhancement, had its body glow become more solid and substantial, and its size visibly increased.
The giant shield and greatsword in his hands were wrapped with dense, shimmering enhancement runes, like chains.
The enhanced heroic spirit let out a silent roar and charged towards the red iron dragon once again, fearlessly. His movements were faster and his strength was greater, and the sword light almost illuminated the entire space.
At the same time, Aria swung her staff again.
A world of ice and snow!
Ahead of the Red Iron Dragon's charging path, extreme cold materialized out of thin air, and freezing air spread like a tide, freezing even the space itself in its path.
It completely destroyed Red Iron Dragon's already crumbling Flame Domain.
Countless ice crystals covered his body, slowing his movements and almost freezing him into an ice sculpture.
The Spellthief's End Stone flashed simultaneously, and the Greater Acceleration spell was applied to the enhanced Heroic Spirit.
The Heroic Spirit's speed surged, transforming into a streak of light as it approached the Crimson Iron Dragon, its greatsword slashing towards the side of Garros's neck.
With a low growl, the Red Iron Dragon shattered its ice crystals, sending countless ice fragments and broken dragon scales flying everywhere.
After this round of fierce and continuous divine magic attacks, the red iron dragon's scales cracked.
Dozens of wounds of varying depths were added to his body, and dragon blood seeped from the wounds, turning into wisps of flame before it could drip.
At the same time, the Holy Slash, which enhances heroic spirits, arrived before them.
The Heroic Spirit was now extremely fast and had pressed down on Garus's rise. Garus didn't have time to dodge completely, so he suddenly turned his head and used his hardest dragon horn to take the sword head-on.
clang--!!!
A deafening, metallic clang erupted.
Blinding sparks, like fireworks, burst forth at the point where the dragon's horns clashed with the sword blade!
A dent was cut into the dragon's horn, and the greatsword in the enhanced spirit's hand, which was full of holy light and power, broke off directly at the point of impact!
The red iron dragon simultaneously swung its head, crashing into the large shield raised by the heroic spirit.
Unyielding and unyielding!
A barely perceptible layer of red light swirled around his dragon horns.
collapse!
The hero's shield shattered in an instant, as if the previous enhancement had never existed. His body and shield were simultaneously smashed to pieces by the red iron dragon and vanished once more.
"Die!"
The red iron dragon roared and charged toward the messenger of good fortune.
After losing the guardian spirit, the lucky one was on edge, barely managing to escape the red iron dragon's attack with his legendary equipment.
Bang!
Her composure vanished, replaced by a hint of panic.
She couldn't understand why her attacks, which shattered the Red Iron Dragon's domain, seemed to have caused him no harm; she couldn't understand why a legendary hero who had sworn an oath of guardianship was as fragile as paper in front of him, unable to withstand even after being enhanced by divine magic.
"No, I am a lucky one, my fate will not end here! There must be a turning point, there definitely will be!"
The Good Fortune Messenger took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the panic in her heart, and once again raised the End of the Spell Thief, beginning to construct the summoning divine spells she was skilled in.
Although she lacked real experience in life-or-death combat, she was well aware that without powerful summons to shield her from the Red Iron Dragon's terrifying close-range attacks, she wouldn't have enough time to prepare those damaging divine spells that required time to build up.
Summon celestial beings!
A colossal gate, radiating a soft and pure holy light, began to slowly outline and emerge in mid-air.
Just as the spell was about to be completed, the spell thief's end flashed again, and this time, the randomly generated spell was a summoning with exceptional power.
Buzz!
The giant gate trembled violently, expanding to twice its original size. Its magnificent light illuminated the entire Desolate Space, revealing an incomparably powerful and oppressive aura.
Upon witnessing this scene, the messenger of good fortune's eyes instantly blazed with an irrepressible light.
A triumphant smile returned to her face.
"Do you see that, you evil dragon! No matter how powerful you are, you cannot break the luck I am blessed with!"
Galos remained silent, his eyes revealing a look of apprehension.
The oppressive feeling emanating from the portal made him feel deeply uneasy.
He had entered a state of rage, with blood vessels appearing one after another in his eyes, and his body slowly growing larger once again.
at the same time.
A figure stepped through the magnificent gate to the heavens and officially descended into this desolate space.
She possessed an exquisite beauty beyond mortal imagination, a tall and perfect figure, four pure white wings flowing with holy flames spread out behind her, and she held a long sword burning with holy fire in her hand. Her expression was sacred and solemn, exuding an aura of authority without anger.
Her gaze fell on the Red Iron Dragon and the Lucky Guy.
The Radiant God's Messenger?
Galus's pupils constricted slightly.
Seraphim are beings at the pinnacle of celestial beings, among the highest-ranking angels, who typically serve directly alongside deities as their agents of will.
A sufficiently powerful Seraphim's power is comparable to that of weaker deities.
This is a transcendent creature whose power and nobility even the proud dragons must acknowledge.
The aura of the Seraphim is extremely powerful, not that of an ordinary legendary being, but at least level 25 or higher. Moreover, the Seraphim fight for order, and each of them is extremely skilled in combat, unlike the Lucky Envoy, who is just a mediocre player relying on equipment.
"Noble messenger of the gods, slay this evil dragon!"
Unable to contain his joy, the lucky messenger shouted with delight.
However, the Seraphim did not act immediately as she wished, nor did he even respond to her request.
She simply focused her gaze entirely on the red iron dragon.
Suddenly, a fierce, holy light ignited in her eyes, and her entire face became sacred and solemn.
The Eye of Judgment!
The moment their eyes met, the Radiant God's gaze caught glimpses of the Crimson Iron Dragon's past.
I saw him fight to the death against the chaotic and evil red dragon in the wilderness; I saw him establish a kingdom, promulgate laws, and create unprecedented order in the chaotic land; I saw his dragons and countless subjects living and developing under relatively fair rules...
After a moment of silence, the solemn voice of the Seraphim God resounded in the space.
"Those who uphold and safeguard order should not be punished by the blade of order."
Having said that, under the dazed gaze of the Good Fortune Messenger, the powerful Seraphim God turned around without hesitation, waved his four holy wings of light, stepped back into the magnificent Heavenly Gate, and closed it tightly from the inside, as if he had never been there.
Seeing this, Galos almost lost his composure, unable to tell for a moment who was truly blessed by luck.
Thanks to his legendary equipment, the Lucky Guy has been able to hold his own against him until now.
However, using these items is quite taxing, and it also wasted the summoning spell she just used. She can't keep going like this forever.
"Impossible, this is impossible!"
The lucky messenger snapped out of his daze and screamed hysterically.
She couldn't accept the cruel reality she had just witnessed.
At the same time, the heroic spirit emerged from the temple gates once more, appearing for the third time.
The already dimly lit Hall of Heroes completely lost its luster at this moment, as if it had become an ordinary miniature model.
On the other hand, even the most oblivious lucky person knew that the danger of death was approaching.
Despair often breeds the most insane decisions.
The panic in Aliya's eyes was replaced by a hint of madness.
She no longer hesitated to share her treasures. With a flick of her left hand at her waist, several bottles of different materials appeared in her hand, and she then poured the various magical potions inside into her mouth.
These are all extremely potent potions, effective even against legendary figures.
After consuming so much at once, Aliya felt like her body was about to burst. If she hadn't absorbed some of the Red Iron Dragon's attributes, she wouldn't have dared to be so reckless.
"Ughhhhhh—!"
Alia's body trembled violently, veins bulged on her skin, her eyes were bloodshot, yet her pupils burned with an almost tangible light.
The intense pain made her scream, but it also brought her an unprecedented sense of power.
She felt as if her soul was on fire, and every thought was as swift as lightning.
"With my god, I forge your fighting spirit!"
An Immortal Edict!
Wild Edict!
Berserker's Edict!
She roared hoarsely, ignoring the blood seeping from her seven orifices, and unleashed three consecutive highest-level enhancement spells upon the heroic spirit who had just stepped out of the palace gates. The end of the thief of magic was also activated, further strengthening the heroic spirit.
The heroic spirit was strengthened, and its body underwent tremendous changes.
His body was no longer solid light, but turned dark red, as if it were made of congealed blood and burning rage. His size swelled to almost half that of the Red Iron Dragon, and the greatsword and shield in his hands also transformed into a terrifying form covered with spikes.
He didn't make a sound, but the soaring killing intent and destructive will made even the charging Garos slightly tremble.
The heroic spirit ceased its defense, transforming its giant shield into armor to cover itself. Grasping the ferocious greatsword with both hands, it charged towards the red iron dragon with unstoppable momentum.
Its speed, strength, and power are all several times greater than before.
Galos responded fiercely.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Each collision between the two produced a thunderous roar, and the shockwaves ravaged the desolate space.
Knowing that their defenses were ineffective, the heroic spirits launched an offensive without taking any defensive action.
Now, even if his body is torn apart by the dragon's claws, it can heal quickly. He has temporarily entangled the red iron dragon by using this fighting style, but the light on his body is also dimming rapidly, and the recovery is getting slower and slower.
Having gained a precious respite, Aria began her frantic spellcasting.
Under the stimulation of various external factors, her spellcasting speed exceeded the limit. Without chanting, one high-level meteorological divine spell after another poured down like a torrential rain.
Meteor Shower! Zero-Degree Ice Spear! Splitting Storm! Double Lightning Prison!
The space seemed to have been torn open with countless holes.
Burning meteorites, ice crystals strong enough to freeze souls, storms capable of tearing apart space, and lightning intertwined into a net... all sorts of natural disasters descended simultaneously, engulfing the Red Iron Dragon and its heroic spirits.
With Valhalla already completely shrouded in darkness, any further battle fought by the heroes carries the risk of certain death.
But the lucky one doesn't care at all about the life or death of the heroic spirits.
Sacrificing this heroic spirit is entirely worthwhile as long as it can kill the Red Iron Dragon.
The gem at the very top of the spell thief's end flashed wildly at an unprecedented frequency, and one random spell after another was activated, mixing with weather magic to create all sorts of bizarre and powerful composite effects.
Sometimes it gives meteors tracking properties, and sometimes it gives storms corrosive effects.
Under this relentless bombardment, Galos felt immense pressure and activated the Steel Domain.
Aria's spellcasting is unpredictable; she unleashes various divine spells without a second thought. However, her invisible field of luck allows these spells to be used perfectly, making them incredibly powerful.
Even dragons of the same level might not be her match.
At this moment, Garus had to deal with the life-or-death struggle of the heroic spirits and resist the divine magic coming from all directions.
His domain had not undergone adaptive evolution and was not much stronger than that of a dragon of the same level; it quickly shattered.
Afterwards, his scales began to break and peel off in large areas under the relentless attacks, revealing flesh and even bones. The dragon blood continued to burn, turning into surging flames.
However, he was not panicked or afraid; instead, he felt excited.
After reaching Legendary status, this was the first time he had suffered such a severe blow. Regardless of whether it was due to equipment effects, the power of the Lucky Messenger exceeded his expectations and brought him a pleasant surprise.
Unyielding and unyielding!
The Red Iron Dragon let out a low roar, and a rich red light shone from its wings, tail, claws, and other parts.
His movements were not slowed by the injury, but the damage was increasing rapidly.
Red Iron Dragon withstood the Heroic Spirit's greatsword strike, a deep, bone-revealing wound torn open on his shoulder. At the same time, it stretched out four massive arms, grabbing him into its embrace, its sharp claws piercing deep into his body.
Let it fall apart!
Red Iron Dragon laughed loudly, and at the same time, its dragon arms tore outwards.
Tear!
The heroic spirit's body, which had been enhanced multiple times, could no longer withstand the force and was violently torn apart.
"Now!"
Alya bit into the last blood-red fruit in her mouth and swallowed it.
The Fruit of Burning Life is a true life-or-death item, burning one's life to achieve a moment of ultimate explosiveness.
Arrow of Annihilation!
She raised her staff high, unleashing her strongest attack.
A jet-black arrow materialized, resembling the convergence of numerous natural disasters, carrying a terrifying aura of annihilation.
Click!
The spell thief's end cracked violently, randomly producing a spell that the lucky one had never seen before.
—Life Annihilation Technique!
Then, under the influence of her lucky field, the two spells merged in an incredible, almost miraculous way.
The Arrow of Annihilation disappeared inch by inch, but it did not vanish; instead, it transformed into another form.
The lucky charm points his index finger at the red iron dragon.
There was no earth-shattering sound, nor any flash of light.
Without any warning, a grayish-white patch appeared on the Red Iron Dragon's scales. Then, its scales, flesh, and bones began to collapse and dissipate from this grayish-white patch, like sand blown by the wind.
In the blink of an eye, the Red Iron Dragon's body became riddled with holes, and its aura plummeted, leaving it like a candle flickering in the wind.
"It's over, you evil dragon, you will ultimately be defeated by my destiny."
Aliya let out a long breath, her mind relaxing.
Her response was an unprecedented heartbeat.
Thump!
The sound of her heartbeat was so strong, like a thunderbolt from the heavens, that it made her ears ring slightly.
A dense white light emanated from Red Iron Dragon's tattered body. At the same time, an aura so powerful it made her tremble arose, surpassing Red Iron Dragon's previous strongest state.
To live in the face of death!
White flames burned on his body, granting him power beyond his own limits.
With a flap of its dragon wings, Garos appeared instantly in front of the Good Fortune Messenger.
The lucky charm instinctively used her Shadow Boots to appear at the other end of the Desperate Space, but before she could react, the Red Iron Dragon teleported back to her and brought down a claw.
The Wings of Protection instantly unleashed their most brilliant and solidified radiance, attempting a final act of resistance.
However, in the face of the Red Iron Dragon's claw strikes, this once incredibly sturdy Guardian of Light became as fragile as a bubble in the sunlight.
Click!
A piercing cracking sound rang out.
The protective holy light couldn't even last a moment before it shattered with a roar, turning into countless scattered specks of light.
The light wings on her back dimmed and turned into a small necklace with wing pendants, which the red iron dragon plucked with a claw and then slapped onto Alia's body with another claw.
boom!
The Immovable Armor covering Aria's body, the black armor that granted her the defense and stability of a legendary giant, began to cave in the moment it came into contact with the dragon's claws.
puff!
A mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out.
The lucky messenger felt as if he had been hit head-on by a colossal steel golem, and his entire skeleton was groaning.
The thief's ultimate staff could no longer be held and flew out of his hand. It was caught by the red iron dragon's right wing and put into its pouch. The lucky messenger flew backward like a meteorite and crashed hard into the ground of the Desperate Space with a dull thud.
However, before she could catch her breath from the blow, another crimson shadow flashed before her eyes!
Hong Tielong's figure seemed to completely disregard the distance in space, reappearing in front of her.
Aliya was terrified. Her survival instinct drove her to frantically activate her Shadow Boots, only to discover to her astonishment that she could no longer feel any connection between the boots and herself.
She instinctively scanned her surroundings and discovered that her legs, from the waist down, had been completely crushed, evaporated, and disappeared in the aftershocks of that claw strike.
Along with those precious Shadow Boots, Garos also took them away in the process.
Red Iron Dragon looked down at the Good Fortune Messenger, who was slumped on the ground like a rag doll, with only his upper body remaining.
His aura, which had been beyond his limits, began to subside, the white flames dissipated, and his overall aura stabilized. Meanwhile, his injuries healed under the light of the dragon jade, and he quickly recovered to near-peak condition.
The lucky man looked on in disbelief, almost numb.
She fought with all her might, in her most frantic battle ever, yet the Red Iron Dragon emerged almost unscathed.
"No, my luck. How could this be?"
The messenger of good fortune murmured softly, then struggled to sit up and cried out for mercy, "Your Majesty Emperor Ignas, I was wrong, I shouldn't have been so stubborn, please forgive me!"
The massive head of the red iron dragon lowered slightly.
"Forgive me? I've already given you chances, more than once."
"Moreover, you don't know you're wrong, you know you're going to die."
With that, he raised his claws, ready to deliver the final blow to the lucky one.
Alia's pleading expression froze instantly, replaced by a desperate madness.
"Do you dare kill me?! Behind me is the great goddess of fortune!"
"If you kill me, I guarantee that the great goddess will never let you go! Moreover, I will use my last breath and soul to give you the most vicious curse! May you be forever abandoned by luck, suffer misfortune in everything, and spend the rest of your life plagued by bad luck!"
Galus remained unmoved.
The threat posed by the Good Fortune Messenger was far too weak; he had already considered this possibility. Now that he had decided to act, he would not hesitate.
Galos gave her no more chances and brought his dragon claw down fiercely.
boom!
The enormous dragon claws blocked the Good Fortune Messenger's entire view.
"No--!!!"
Amidst her screams filled with regret and venom, the Good Fortune Messenger's body was first crushed, then completely reduced to ashes.
At the moment of her death, the wisp of ash rose without wind, coalesced into a black curse mark, and landed on Garus.
Galos didn't even bother to dodge it.
"A curse? No, thank you for your final blessing."
He grinned.
At the same time, with the death of the Good Fortune Messenger, the surrounding dark red sky began to fade, gradually revealing a normal wilderness scene.
Garros accepted the Ring of Despair and the Hall of Heroes, and then recounted his gains.
Finally, a look of genuine satisfaction appeared on his dragon face, and he completely forgave the deceased Good Fortune Messenger.
These are things that even the luckiest person cannot grasp.
According to her, it's safer to stay with Galos.
(End of this chapter)
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