Chapter 362 - Chapter 362: Chapter 342: Volcano! Shadow of the King! (1/2)

Chapter 362: Chapter 342: Volcano! Shadow of the King!

“Instantaneous Transfer!”

Byrne waved his hand and instantly transferred Chris directly onto Marquis Vlad’s face, and fierce combat immediately ensued between the two.

On the battlefield interlaced with flames, the clash of Sword Qi and blades was like a scene of cataclysmic intensity, profoundly shocking to witness.

The raging flames of Sword Qi surged forth as Marquis Vlad brandished his sword, transforming into a blistering inferno that streaked across the sky like a fire dragon, coiling and roaring with unmatchable ferocity as it raced towards Chris.

Wherever the flaming Sword Qi traveled, the air ignited in an instant, crackling and booming, causing the surrounding temperature to skyrocket, such that even people in the distance could feel the scorching breath.

Meanwhile, the blade on the opposing side was like the tip of an iceberg, cold and sharp.

Under the pressure of the advancing Sword Qi, it did not retreat, but instead met the attack with even greater resolve.

When the Sword Qi collided with the blade in Chris’s hands, it produced a deafening roar, as if the entire city were trembling.

“Is that all?”

Marquis Vlad’s eyes were filled with malice and the domineering arrogance of tyranny, and at this moment, the collision between the fiery Sword Qi and the blade peaked.

Chris was still far less powerful than Marquis Vlad and was nearly submerged in a sea of fire in the blink of an eye; however, through the power to manipulate flames from the “Secret Spell Lake,” he directed those flames away from himself.

“Eh? You can control flames too?”

Marquis Vlad swiftly sensed something amiss; the flames he unleashed were being diverted at the last moment by some extraordinary power, surely the work of that man.

Silent and unresponsive, Chris sought an opportunity to unleash the “Eyes of Conviction,” but had yet to find his chance.

Throughout the battle, it seemed as though Marquis Vlad was consciously avoiding eye contact with Chris.

Byrne couldn’t help but ponder, could Marquis Vlad have had prior knowledge of Chris’s combat information?

It seemed unlikely to him; all enemies who had witnessed the Eyes of Conviction were dead, and the allies of the Fischer family didn’t seem like the kind who would leak such information.

In fact, Marquis Vlad had merely sensed Chris’s intent, and, though unclear about the specific reasons, was avoiding allowing Chris to succeed.

In the battles of Extraordinary Exponents, due to the diverse effects of extraordinary powers and Forbidden rare artifacts, “detecting the enemy’s intentions” is an important capability.

Those who have lived for centuries and are truly battle-hardened extraordinary powerful experts usually have extensive combat experience and can predict many things in life-or-death struggles.

Wholly suppressed, Chris suddenly activated the rune power of “Rift Moment.”

Time seemed to be lightly pressed by an invisible hand; all movement suddenly halted, and the air grew heavy and solid, like a block of transparent amber that encapsulated everything within it.

Light lost its usual vivacity and grew still and inert.

It silently illuminated all, but could no longer drape the dynamic cloak over everything; the whole world was painted with a layer of vague stillness, like a frozen oil painting.

Even sound vanished at that moment, leaving only tranquility and peace, as if even heartbeats and breaths were suspended by time.

Marquis Vlad’s movements were frozen in an instant; his gaze, expression, and posture all solidified into an eternal moment, his thoughts stilled by time, unable to think, feel, or imagine.

Amidst the many frozen flames, Chris moved agilely; each swing of his blade was as ferocious as a sudden storm!

Yet, the black alchemical battle robe displayed a strength Chris had never encountered before; and after finally penetrating it, he shockingly discovered fire dragon scales clinging to Marquis Vlad’s skin!

All his strikes struggled to penetrate deeply, only causing superficial wounds.

Chris’s blade shimmered with cold light; each swing landed precisely on his enemy’s vital points, with blood splashing out and spattering on the surrounding flames.

Time resumed its flow.

“Ahhhhhhhhh! Fischer! Not bad at all! I was planning to kill just one of you, to balance the forces! Now, I’ve decided to wipe you all out!”

The next moment, an intense energy fluctuation surged!

With a low roar from Marquis Vlad, the surrounding air began to vibrate violently; his skin turned red in the flames, and each muscle was infused with renewed strength, swelling and tensing.

Then, his body underwent astonishing changes; the bones cracked loudly, muscles surged like lava, and the skin shone with dazzling light.

His limbs gradually elongated into dragon claws, sharp and powerful, easily tearing through every obstacle; his back started to bulge, with scales growing rapidly beneath the skin, gleaming with a metallic luster. Finally, a pair of huge dragon horns stretched out from both sides of his forehead, eyes red and spewing raging flames.

When Marquis Vlad fully transformed into the Volcano Dragon, the entire Nasir City seemed to tremble under his presence, his body like a volcano ready to erupt, emitting a scorching aura.

“Roar!”

The Volcano Dragon roared, the sound deafening, as if the city itself quaked in response, and each breath he took incited a wave of fiery disasters.

Elemental dominance.

Chris had already made a tactical retreat, calmly watching his transformed opponent, aware that his own capabilities were being countered by Marquis Vlad.

His powers were well-suited for killing off those extraordinary powerful experts who were not particularly strong in defense.