Chapter 597 - Dragon Fist (2/2)

But it was at this moment that he suddenly felt an awful chill.

A vicious chill that struck straight into his soul fell from the sky.

He subconsciously dodged to the side, using all his strength, his speed quite fast.

Just then, white light fell from the sky and hit directly where Roland had just been.

A large crater appeared on the ground.

The blast was overwhelming.

Roland was jolted backward, countless clods of earth hitting his Magic Shield.

In this situation where one’s vision was compromised, Roland still caught sight of the enemy.

It was a woman in a white robe with dark red eyes and a pair of small horns on her headshe also wore white scaly armor.

She half-crouched in the deep pit, then turned quickly and looked at Roland.

Her dark red eyes were filled with a horrifying desire to kill.

Roland thought the woman’s outfit looked familiar, as if he had seen it before.

As he was thinking about this, the woman suddenly lowered her body and charged at him.

Behind her, a wave of displaced air appeared.

Damn! Supersonic speed?

He was a quick thinker, but even so, Roland’s brief thought had just surfaced and the woman had already appeared in front of him.

Through the light blue Magic Shield, Roland saw that the woman wore a wild smile. Her eyes were also the type that seemed murderous.

Appearing in front of Roland, she then threw a punch.

A large number of cracks appeared on the magic barrier.

Before Roland had time to think, he, who had been jolted into midair, flew backward like a cannonball and crashed into the wall behind him, leaving a nice human-sized crater.

After that, his Magic Shield shattered.

The players were stunned to see this.

Where’s this woman from?

Just as they were wondering, the white-armored woman moved again.

She opened her mouth and shouted at the players in front of her.

First, a terrifying noise shattered the eardrums of a large number of players.

Trails of blood flowed out of the players’ ears.

Especially the players standing at the front of the line.

Many people passed out directly because their ears were destroyed.

After the woman roared, she looked toward Roland.

Only to then find that Roland, who was supposed to be set in the wall, was gone.

After a brief daze, she faced upward and let out a roar like a dragon’s roar.

After the roar, she looked at those players with an annoyed sneer.

Then came a massacre!

The white figure wove back and forth through the thousands of professionals—unstoppable.

She killed from night to early morning, her entire body covered in what the players saw as pixels.

But to the NPC’s eyes, she was covered in blood, much of it already pulpy black.

After killing all the players in the base, the woman leisurely left.

After confirming that she was gone, the players finally dared to return to their base.

Then posts about the identity of this white-armored woman proliferated on the forums.

Many players who knew how to make a profit had already turned on the recording functioning long before the battle began.

So this time, there were at least two dozen video battle reports posted on the forums.

Below these videos, the discussions were pretty much the same.

“‘Sh*t, even Roland couldn’t block a punch. She’s too powerful.”

“This must be a giant dragon incarnate. I’ve closely studied Schuck’s mount, Margret, and found that both have a unique quality, which is that both wear scaled armor and have small horns on their heads.”

“It’s not strange for a giant dragon to turn into a human. But not many dragons are willing to follow people, and according to my intelligence, on average, there may not be a dragon that will form a contract with a human in a hundred years. Schuck is the exception.”

“This woman is also beautiful, though not as good as the little fire dragon princess Margret. But I think I can have a human-animal communication with her, the kind where both spirit and flesh communicate.”

“Why do I feel as if she’s weaker? Like I can defeat her in minutes, and in less than five seconds, she’ll be on her knees begging me not to die.”

“Upstairs, I almost read that backward.”

At this time, Roland had already teleported back to Delpon.

After the white-armored woman had arrived, the Dimensional Anchor scrolls that the players had thrown out had already expired.

After all, it was a magic scroll, and its duration and strength were relatively poor.

After being punched into the wall by this woman, Roland knew for sure he couldn’t beat her.

For in this woman, Roland saw a reflection of Andonara.

The same force and speed, the same simplicity and amazing reflexes.

This woman should be on about the same level as Andonara.

And when Roland used to spar with Andonara, the living daylights were beaten out of him.

Now Roland was lying in bed, his face a little pale.

The expression on Andonara’s face, on the other hand, became furious.

For she found that the bones in Roland’s whole body, almost all of them, were broken.

If the players didn’t only have ten percent pain perception, Roland would have screamed in agony.

But even so, Roland felt rather uncomfortable all over.

“I’d like to kill someone.”

Andonara slung the Hero’s sword around her waist.