Book 3: Chapter 132 (2) |
They had known the Empire was researching fusion beasts, but they never imagined they could undergo a secondary fusion on top of that.
And judging by the magical fluctuations this monster emitted, its strength was no less than that of a Dragon King.
Constantine stepped forward, standing side by side with Roswitha and Claudia.
The three Dragon Kings lined up, facing the grotesque, terrifying monster together.
“Burn this ugly thing to ash with one blaze,” Constantine said.
Facing a formidable enemy, the Dragon Kings naturally coordinated.
“Roar!—”
The second-stage fusion beast let out a earth-shaking roar, then swung its black claws, charging at them.
Three flames converged into a single point, forming an unstoppable massive fireball that incinerated everything around it.
Combined Technique: Triple Dragon Flame Annihilation!
The fireball struck the monster, instantly triggering a violent explosion that razed nearby buildings, the flames illuminating the night like day.
The heatwave lifted Roswitha’s long hair and skirt, the scorching temperature baking her delicate cheeks as sparks drifted past her silver eyes.
Soon, the flames dissipated, leaving only the blackened giant beast, barely alive, collapsed on the ground.
“Hmph, made a big fuss but went down so quickly.”
Constantine sneered, expressing his disdain for the stitched monster—
Even though his current body was stitched together too.
“But… something’s off.”
Roswitha didn’t let her guard down, “Our fight here is still evenly matched. Claudia and I were just probing its moves, so there’s no reason for them to pull out a second-stage fusion beast so soon…”
Claudia began to think, quickly realizing something,
“These monsters were forced into second-stage fusion not to deal with us, but—”
As she spoke, all three turned to look at Leon, a few blocks away.
“They’re after Leon!”
As the words fell, hundreds of fusion beasts surged like a flood toward Leon’s battlefield.
“It wasn’t just us who noticed the immense energy fluctuation from Dragon Extinction—even these seemingly brainless fusion beasts sensed it,” Constantine said.
“But even so, they should be avoiding its edge, not rushing headlong into it. Why are they charging en masse?” Claudia asked.
Roswitha’s dragon pupils flickered, and she quickly found the answer,
“They’re… trying to *take the hit* for the Dagger Trio!”
She had witnessed Dragon Extinction’s power firsthand—it could forcefully repel the Starblaze Dragon King’s suicidal attack. How could the Dagger Trio possibly withstand it?
So, to protect those three precious assets, the sorcerers controlling the fusion beasts were sending these *“cheap labor”* to take the hit.
With that realization, Roswitha and Claudia simultaneously spread their dragon wings, rushing toward Leon’s battlefield.
Leaving Constantine standing there, alone, *disheveled in the wind*—
Damn it, his stitched body didn’t have wings!
He’d been carried here by Fel.
“I hate the Empire.”
Muttering complaints, Old Con ran toward the battlefield on foot.
…
A lion formed of lightning poked its head from the clouds, baring its fangs and claws as it charged toward the Dagger Trio on the ground.
“B-Big Bro! This thing’s attack range is too wide—we can’t dodge it!”
Gitai had already skipped the option of *“Big Bro, let’s block it together”*.
Because anyone with a shred of magical knowledge could see that, on the Samair Continent, no carbon-based lifeform could likely withstand this *damn lightning lion*.
“Don’t worry, hold steady. Someone will step in to help us.”
“Help? How? You expecting those useless troops to *take the hit* for us?”
“The troops are useless, but I’m talking about—those things.”
Gitai looked in the direction his brother pointed.
A dark wave of fusion beasts and dangerous species rushed toward them, some even undergoing second-stage fusion mid-charge.
The one-armed Gimei, seeing this, couldn’t help but shudder,
“Not my first time seeing second-stage fusion, but it still makes me wanna puke.”
“Puking’s better than being blasted to dust by Leon—”
“Watch out! It’s coming!!”
The lightning lion formed by Dragon Extinction finally descended, its dazzling light swallowing the entire district in an instant.
The ground trembled under the immense impact.
Ripples of energy spread outward in waves, nearly shattering the land boat closest to the battlefield.
King Kant, on the land boat, collapsed onto his rear, clutching his pounding heart in panic,
“W-What do we do?! Even the Dagger Trio can’t block that move! Who can stop Leon now?!”
Elizabeth, however, stood steady, casting a disdainful glance at Kant and snorting,
“Look at your pathetic state. If *Lord Shadow* saw this, he’d regret handing you the throne.”
Kant, already on the verge of breaking down, froze for a few seconds at the mention of *Lord Shadow*, his mind practically crashing,
“Lord… Lord Shadow…”
“Don’t worry, we’ll win.”
Elizabeth said, “Look, the fusion beasts and dangerous species took that hit for the Trio. And the Royal Sorcerers just reported that a move of that intensity is Leon’s physical limit.”
The queen smirked, brimming with confidence,
“In other words, it’s our turn to strike back hard!”