Chapter 644: Ferguillo’s Clean Up (2/2)
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Within the center of the purplish black particles and grey aura, Angil’s enormous body was like a mower. Each impact would mow a deep trench over hundreds of meters long.
The buildings behind him were all crushed. Countless of his dragon scales shattered under Ferguillo’s attacks.
However, there was not a drop of blood flowing out from the broken scales. Only a grey aura lingered around.
The broken dragon scales were slowly being repaired by the grey aura, becoming grey dragon scales.
Angil’s huge dragon eyes were filled with flames of cruelty and madness.
In his eyes, blood began flowing out from Ferguillo’s nose and mouth. Ferguillo’s face also turned ashen, as if he suffered a lethal poison.
Ferguillo’s actions remained stable, his right hand was clearly extremely powerful. Each time it landed on Angil’s body or clashed against the dragon’s claw, it would exert a terrifying power and knock Angil back. However, Ferguillo’s body began trembling uncontrollably.
Angil looked at Ferguillo and mumbled cruelly, “A great power...... I never imagined someone could transplant the Evil Dragon’s arm without having to use the Evil Dragon forbidden skill and obtain such power. However, the resistance of you alone is limited. You just finished the arm transplantation, your body resistance is already at risk and has yet to return to its peak...... Although you resisted the corrosion from the Evil Dragon’s arm and successfully remodeled it to connect with your bloodline to mutate it, obtaining a unique ability...... Unfortunately, the Evil Dragon aura wrapping around us is still extremely corrosive towards the arcane master’s body...... Your body is falling apart under this aura, isn’t it?”
Although the downpour of attacks suppressed Angil from unleashing his true strength and kept him on the passive, he could endure the Evil Dragon aura while Ferguillo could not.
“You’re right, I’m at my limit.”
Ferguillo suddenly stopped and backed off.
This action caused Angil to startle for a moment.
Ferguillo looked at Angil and plainly said, “However, I don’t need to endure any longer.” Then, he raised his head to look behind Angil.Angil’s enormous body instantly stiffened up.
He sensed something and forcefully turned around to look back.
He suddenly realized he was getting near the center of Eichemalar.
There were massive white trees everywhere.
They were ancient trees that normally released a calm and majestic aura. However, currently...... each tree began screeching and roaring like a furious giant!
They were the Ancient Combat Trees from the elven race.
The last batch of ancient trees that participated in the War with Dragons.
They were the final relics of the ancient elven kingdoms. The aura they hated the most were Evil Dragon particles!
“Ah!”
Angil finally realized the situation. He screamed desperately and tried to get away from the trees by flapping his wings.
However, at that moment, the fruits on the Ancient Combat Trees detached from the branches. They shot towards Angil like a downpour.
Boom!
Angil’s enormous body only managed to lift itself off the ground before getting smashed by a fruit rain.
More and more fruits smashed against Angil’s body and exploded!
“Ah!” Angil screamed in pain.
Pieces of flesh and broken dragon scales splashed out.
The astonishment in every arcane master who witnessed the scene could not be described. They fell into silence.
Songat was correct.
The Ancient Combat Trees that stood tall for over thousands of years were more honest than any arcane master. They would not make a mistake.
Angil’s body was buried by the hard shell of the fruits.
Countless hard shells and huge seeds pierced his body. He tried to raise his head, but could not even muster up the strength to do that.
Only one eye remained exposed.
He saw Ferguillo silently standing there and staring at him.
Ferguillo had one pink pupil and one purplish black pupil.
“He’s also an Evil Dragon follower. Him....... too.......”
Angil’s sight gradually blurred. In his final moments, he saw Ferguillo slowly turn around and point out several arcane masters near them.
“This is a clean up......”
He recalled Ferguillo’s words.
He finally understood.
It was indeed a clean up, but not a clean up to dispose of Ferguillo and Songat. It was Ferguillo’s clean up.
After possessing the ability to see through the most well hidden Evil Dragon aura...... Ferguillo was fated to start a clean up in Eichemalar.
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Ferguillo turned around.
The arcane masters pointed out by him stiffened up for a moment.
After seeing Angil getting riddled with holes by the Ancient Combat Trees, those trembling arcane masters could not even muster up the courage to refute.
In the next moment, they desperately tried to escape.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Streaks of light caught up to them and clusters of blood bloomed in the air.
Even more arcane masters began escaping.
However, Ferguillo slowly sat down instead.
There was no need to be in a hurry anymore.
As long as he was alive, the Evil Dragon followers in Eichemalar could not hide.