novelonline Chapter 2467 Giant Sunshine Gun
Chapter 2467 Giant Sunshine Gun
Chapter 2467 Giant Sunshine Gun
Two red butterfly wings first broke through the light cocoon in the black sand, and then the "Chosen One of Space" with red and gold gradient hair officially appeared in front of Xia De.
But this time the appearance is not a mixture of four people, but more like a combination of Grace and Helen.
They didn't have time to talk to Xia De. They disappeared in front of Xia De with a tip of their toes. Then they waved their hands at the side of the giant egg, and the dragon head was directly peeled off the eggshell under the effect of space cutting.
Before the dragon head landed on the ground, it automatically turned into a spirit and was absorbed by the sacrificial field again. The butterfly-winged girl frowned slightly and heard the nun's reminder:
"It is immortal here. Is there a way to throw it into the space crack, or at least move it out of the range of the sacrificial site?"
[Dragon Feast Shrine] itself cannot be destroyed, and if the site effect cannot be removed, the egg can only be moved outside the site.
Then the butterfly-winged girl stretched out her right hand, and the same six-ring life ring as Dorothy and Lecia appeared behind her, and then melted into a suspended dark golden cube in the dark golden light.
The dark golden cube was held in his hand, and with a click, the space next to the giant egg shattered, and a huge suction force immediately began to attract the giant egg to move slowly.
Boom!
A black thunderstorm descended from the sky, instantly submerging the butterfly-winged girl in the air. The shattered space was completely restored at this time, and the butterfly-winged girl who walked out from Sister Defulin shook her head:
"This sacrificial site is blessed by the power of the Ancient God of Light. I am currently unable to forcibly destroy the space here."
The brass faucet had grown out again at this time, so she stretched out her hand and made another stroke, and the space where the faucet was located completely solidified, and it remained motionless like a specimen framed in a picture frame.
At the same time, the two rays of light that were chasing each other in the sacrificial field finally stopped. Mr. Albert pulled the rough sword out of the slug's body breathlessly. The ring warlock of the Peace Church who was fighting with John Flynn's team took off the metal box on his back and threw it to Mr. Albert.
No one shot down the flying box at this time. It opened automatically after landing next to the coroner. As Mr. Albert narrowed his eyes slightly, the sage-level relic [Apron of the Unknown Swordsmith] burned automatically.
Ashes flew out in front of him, and the body of the dwarf swordsmith, wearing an apron and holding a hammer, was shaped by the ashes:
"Ceremony of the Chosen? (Ancient Dwarven language) It's actually a high-level blood-sucking species? I thought it would be a dragonborn." (Common language in the early Second Age)
With his right hand raised high, the silver-white lightning struck down and then was absorbed by the hammer. The sturdy dwarf, who was taller than Shade, laughed loudly and swung the hammer, his eyes flashing with lightning, and his body rushed towards Mr. Albert who had picked up the sword again.
Click~
The eggshell continued to peel off, and this time not only the left foot, but even one third of the body of the newborn dragon, which was covered with egg white mucus, was exposed.
At this point, the appearance of this dragon has basically been revealed. It is a monster made up entirely of the organs, skins, and scales of various dragons. Or perhaps it has absorbed too much power from other dragons through the sacrificial site, causing it to possess the characteristics of various dragons, but is unable to perfectly integrate them together.
It was struggling hard, and its head frozen in space was even able to make a cry that made the entire sacrificial site tremble.
But the summoning ritual has not been successful after all, and it is only a newborn dragon. Under the power of the three chosen ones, Death, Earth and Space, it has no possibility of escape.
"Mr. Albert, hurry up! If we can complete the Chosen Ceremony before the God Summoning Ceremony succeeds, we might be able to do it."
The Thunder Hammer, [Bloodsorrow] and the rough longsword intertwined, and Mr. Albert was caught in a fierce battle.
The four people who were trying their best to control the giant dragon that was about to complete the birth process, all felt that something was wrong with the dragon.
It struggled harder and harder, and the surrounding sacrifices were absorbed faster and faster. As a result, the eggshell peeled off at a rapid speed, and its body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"If this thing doesn't serve as a body for the gods, its only fate is to self-destruct."
Shade made a judgment in his heart. The seven runes of the chain of sin wrapped around the Night Watch were now glowing much brighter than in any previous battle. But even so, he could only barely control one of the dragon's arms.
If Sister Defulin hadn't been using death to erode the decaying dragon's other arm while helping Shad, Shad would probably have lost control at this moment:
"Quick!"
Click!
There was another clear shattering sound, but this time it was not the eggshell that broke, but a huge crack that appeared in the space barrier outside the sacrificial site.
Under the internal and external influence of Iluna and the church that had prepared in advance, the divine shield of the ancient [Dragon Feast Shrine] only lasted for half an hour before it completely collapsed. Then, the spiritual light in the night sky outside the shrine suddenly became more dense, and the high-level warlocks of the church were about to enter this floating shrine.
Iluna, who had finally completed the mission, had no time to look at the city below which had turned into a sea of fire. A dark golden scale was suspended above her head, and the sun gun was thrown forward to clear a path.
When she arrived at the core area of the sacrificial site, she saw dark lightning striking densely everywhere in the space. In the black lightning, a strange giant dragon with its head raised and only a few eggshell fragments left on its dragon scales covered with egg white mucus was taller than No. 6 St. Teresa's Square in Shade.
The earth imprisoned its movements, death eroded its life, space divided its flesh and blood, and Shad's sin chain was wrapped around its neck, trying its best to prevent it from spitting out dragon breath.
The dragon's wings had just been cut off by the butterfly-winged girl, and were in the process of regenerating. As Iluna saw the current situation, strange hymns gradually sounded from all over the sacrificial field, and dim light beams were covering the miserable dragon.
On the other side, Mr. Albert, whose greasy hair had blown up due to several lightning strikes, spit out blood and stood in front of the ancient swordsmith who was kneeling on one knee, and then handed him the rough sword.
The dwarf swordsmith was taller than Ptolemy Albert even when he was kneeling. After taking the rough draft of the longsword, he also took away [Bloodsorrow].
The dark golden light column surrounding Mr. Albert was becoming more and more brilliant, and the life ring behind him had completely turned dark gold. The huge ancient sacred emblem slowly took shape under his feet, and therefore, even if Shade did nothing, the seven-colored dragon scale in his pocket flew towards the seriously injured coroner.
"Iluna!"
Shade's shouting brought Iluna back to her senses, and she pointed at the scales above her head.
"balance!"
The night was still thick, so the balance radiated light around like a rising sun. Wherever the light covered, the power of the struggling dragon suddenly weakened, and Shade felt that the speed of recovery of his spirit and physical strength suddenly accelerated.
Ding dong~
After swinging the holy bell, Iluna casually stabbed [Pale Justice] into the ground beneath her feet. She faced the dragon with her body slightly tilted, empty-handed. After a moment, she raised her right hand and clenched it in the wind. Amid the thunder, golden lightning wrapped around her right hand, extending forward and backward, turning into a "sunlight spear" that was more dazzling than the dark golden scales.
Even though it wasn't the best time to unleash the Sunlight Spear because Shad and Miss Danister had used the relic to switch day and night, the spear made of the purest and most explosive sunlight still made Shad feel threatened.
The strong wind blew the messy brown hair behind Iluna Beyath, and at this moment even the ends of her hair were jumping with golden arcs.
She leaped up into the air, holding the golden thunderbolt tightly in both hands, exerting her greatest energy and greatest desire, and threw out her strongest attack:
"Sunshine Gun!"
Crack~ a sound like thunder rang in my ears, and at that moment the black thunder summoned by the giant dragon born from the dragon egg was even suppressed and calmed down. The blazing light and heat made people think that the sun had reappeared in the deep night at 11:50 in the morning.
The "Sunlight Spear" suddenly grew larger the moment it left his hand. The giant sunlight spear with the property of "restraining dragons" passed through the dragon's scales and pierced the dragon's chest without any hindrance, nailing it firmly to the ground of the sacrificial site.
roar~
The spear with jumping thunder did not explode, and the pain of golden thunder continuously spreading to the whole body made the dragon's wailing even more shrill. The Sun Spear, which contained the power of the "balanced" chosen one, completely sealed its ability to move with one strike, which also made Shade, the nun, the butterfly-winged girl and the earth guardian suddenly feel a lot more relaxed.
In the distance, the first group of ring mages who broke through the outer defense of the sacrificial site were flying here. Nearby, John Flynn's team and the ring mages of the church had completely defeated the final counterattack of the cult priests guarding the sacrificial site.
The nameless ancient blacksmith handed the Blood Sorrow, which had been fused with the rough long sword, back to Mr. Albert with a star-blue glow. In the dark golden light, the seventh chosen one had already straightened up and was ready.
Ptolemy Albert, wearing a robe, looked up at the night sky, at the blood-red moon, then raised his left hand. As his left hand turned into light, seven-colored dragon scales of white, green, black, gold, silver, copper, and brass entered his body one by one.
He slowly rose into the air in the golden pillar of light that enveloped his entire body. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath in the light. Then, a huge, blurry dragon figure emitting light flashed past behind him.
The hymns symbolizing the ceremony of the chosen one have become extremely clear. Ptolemy Albert looked down at the sword in his hand and was about to say something, but suddenly he looked at the dragon that was bound by everyone.
(End of this chapter)