Chapter 596: Revitalized Crown (2/2)
“Don’t tell me you can even learn that?” Stingham could not close his mouth, his drool flowing out constantly. He was very familiar with Ayrin. So, he knew to feel suspicious when Ayrin was all smiles.
“Inverse Dragon Scale: Storm Cut!”
The Storm Dragon above the master of House Baratheon let out a true Draconic chant.
The scales on its body instantly shedded off. They revolved in the storm and became spinning blades.
Pssssh......
The Voodoo Dragon cried out in pain.
The attack was too dense. It could not dodge at all and was riddled with holes.
Its enormous body fell down like a huge airship that lost its engine. The blood spewing out of its body looked like streaks of a waterfall.
“I don’t have dragon scales, I can’t learn that.” Ayrin grumbled.
“Rotten Explosion!”
The remaining arcane particles in the Voodoo Dragon suddenly surged out.
Countless streaks of black arcane power seeped into the skewered Storm Dragon.
Boom!
The Storm Dragon immediately turned back. Then, it became similar to a rotten corpse and violently exploded.
A cluster of terrifying explosive shockwaves over several hundred meters in diameter appeared in the sky.
Poisonous foam and mucus splashed around.
The master of House Baratheon retreated back rapidly, not slowing down one bit.
“Liszt, how is it!?” he shouted after coming down from the sky.
“Incredible!”
Ayrin looked at the wounded Voodoo Dragon that had completely exhausted its arcane particles with respect. Achieving such a result in a two against one fight was really not easy.
At the same time, he also revealed a satisfied expression, “I’m ready!” He shouted towards the master of House Baratheon who clearly seemed prepared to retreat.
“Did you even learn that arcane skill the Voodoo Dragon used at the end?” Stingham kept his eyes on Ayrin’s expression. Ayrin’s current expression gave him an urge to puke blood.
“Did you really...... in such a short time......” The master of House Baratheon slowed down, astonishment and suspicion flickering in his eyes.
“Uncle, look!”
Ayrin nodded. He excitedly swung his fist. With a loud boom, a terrifying arcane energy fluctuation was released.
“Storm Lord’s Spear!”
Streaks of yellowish wind currents twisted before him.
Psst!
The several hundred meters long spear stabbed into the Voodoo Dragon that was already falling to the ground.
“What!?”
Even Ferguillo and Jean Camus nearly jumped in shock.
“......!”
The master of House Baratheon twisted his expression and almost cursed.
What did Ayrin learn!?
He’s supposed to learn the holy type forbidden skill to resist against the Spirit Crown! But he used the wind type forbidden skill of my House Baratheon instead!
“Haha, I really did it!”
Ayrin began laughing.
However, in the next moment, he suddenly looked serious and revealed a determined expression that did not fit his age.
“It’s almost time!”
A rapid chant flowed out of his mouth, “Holy Light: Ablation!”
Boom!
“Ah!”
The masked Evil Dragon follower screamed out in pain.
An unimaginable pressure generated by arcane energy fluctuations pressed down on him. His body could not endure it and his knees were crushed, forcing him to kneel down.
The arcane power surging out of the Spirit Crown on his head seemed to be completely burning.
It was as if a purplish black sun rose up, the surrounding space seemingly collapsing inwards.
“The Spirit Crown is not destroyed......”
Even the arcane masters outside the Doa Royal Palace could sense the awakening of that terrifying aura. The remnant Evil Dragon followers began laughing maniacally.