Chapter 282 - Chapter 282: Chapter 272: Abyss of Madness Gambling (1/2)
Chapter 282: Chapter 272: Abyss of Madness Gambling
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“Ha ha ha ha ha ha!”
Black Ash suddenly burst into loud laughter!
Malice filled the old man’s eyes, almost overflowing, flickering with a cold intent to kill, as if peering into death and destruction!
His body began to swell around him, black flames continuing to burn at his feet, and his originally aged figure suddenly expanded, gradually transforming into a giant black dragon with a body length of over a hundred meters!
“You…”
“Should not have summoned me!”
Its scales were as dark as night, reflecting a chilling gleam, and its eyes deep as ancient dark pools, seemingly able to devour all that is just and hopeful.
The pitch-black dragon’s massive wings unfolded, covering the entire dim sky, seemingly squeezing out all light into the furthest corners, each flap generating the roar of thunder, as if the dark itself was striking at Byrne and his companion.
“That’s enough!”
Marquis Vlad suddenly spoke up, his voice full of imperiousness, clearly no longer interested in listening to the conversation between the two, his already thin patience completely exhausted.
“History, grudges, monsters… your thoughts are irrelevant to me.”
Vlad Castleton’s body began to swell, his voice deepening, as copious amounts of lava and flames erupted from around him.
“Because the thoughts and lives of others have always been of no importance to me! All along, I’ve simply taken what I needed!”
Marquis Vlad’s body also began to grow larger, even more immense than Black Ash’s, his scales shining with a deep red light.
Its expansive wings opened wide, as if covering the entire surrounding sky, each wing adorned with flames like red firelight, and on its back rose a massive volcano, with magma flowing like blood within it, carrying a mysterious glow that made the dragon’s silhouette even more majestic and imposing.
When it exhaled a hot breath, flames and smoke entwined, forming a hazy seascape of fire around it.
“The Volcano Dragon” Marquis Vlad, inheriting the “Burning Dragon’s” power of Bloodline, was naturally endowed with the power to manipulate lava, and its eyes flickered with raging flames, as if it could burn away all evil.
The volcano dragon he transformed into was even more than twice the size of the black dragon!
Two massive dragons appeared on the outskirts of the city, their roars echoing for hundreds of miles, and the people in the city could see the billowing red smoke emerging from the volcano.
Byrne immediately used his extraordinary power to move hundreds of meters away to dodge, yet hot waves still assaulted him relentlessly.
Although Black Ash was already a mysterious existence, not a mysterious creature, its combat power should fundamentally be similar to that of a dragon.
He calculated deep within himself that under normal circumstances, the combat ability of a low-level Monarch giant dragon was actually only about half that of a low-level Monarch Extraordinary Exponent.
Additionally, since Marquis Vlad was a top-tier powerful expert among mid-level Monarchs, far stronger than a low-level Monarch, the actual gap in combat power between the two was huge!
Bad news!
Byrne was startled, knowing that the two probably wouldn’t last a few moves before Black Ash would be killed directly by Marquis Vlad!
“What to do? With Marquis Vlad here, there’s no chance of picking up the scraps even if I wanted to!”
Suddenly, a rift opened in the sky!
“The black Specter that has wandered for thousands of years, burn out before me, bow down!”
As Marquis Vlad, now the Volcano Dragon, spoke, flames burst forth.
He suddenly stretched out a huge claw, grabbing at the sky, and dragged out a lava sword tens of meters long from the abrupt crack, stabbing it rapidly into the body of the black dragon.
“Ow!”
Pierced by the lava sword, the pitch-black dragon couldn’t help but howl in pain, spewing out large amounts of black flames to burn the opponent, but to little effect.
It took a deep breath, then fixed its gaze in Byrne’s direction, suddenly issuing a roar like a curse.
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha!”
“Let’s start a game!”
“Byrne Fischer! If you win against me, you will get everything you want from me!”
“But if you lose this game, you will lose everything!”
Marquis Vlad seemed to realize something, a terrifyingly deep roar bursting from within his huge maw!
“Don’t run!”
He pulled out the lava sword, swinging it repeatedly in mid-air, manifesting dozens of scorching lava blades around him, poised to bombard the black dragon in front of him.
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! The ritual has begun! No matter what, you will get nothing!”
Black Ash laughed maniacally, and in the next moment, both his body and Byrne’s feet were enveloped by arrays formed of black flames; then both vanished.
Dozens of scorching lava blades had already bombed down, creating a massive impact of flames on the ground, with smoke billowing high!
But it was too late!
“Damn it!”
Marquis Vlad roared in fury, a massive wave of fire erupting from him at the center, scorching all the grass around instantaneously!
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Silence.
It was so quiet all around.
The sky was still pitch black, and by the time Byrne fully came to his senses, he had already arrived at a lake.
He stood calmly on the clear water, invisible buoyancy preventing his body from sinking at all.