Chapter 141: Chapter141-The Mana Core Delivered
Above Ironkeep.
The icy, piercing wind emanated from Seraphina, whose body was continuously expanding, like the cold wind of winter, sweeping through the world as sharp as a blade.
At this moment, all the Kyrik soldiers present were looking up at Seraphina with horrified expressions.
Her enormous body seemed to fill their eyes, leaving them deeply shocked to their core.
Compared to the soldiers of the Azure Kingdom, Kyrik’s soldiers had a more profound impression of Seraphina.
After all, the rumors of the snakefolk’s destruction of Kyrik had long been causing a stir within Kyrik.
There had previously been a large-scale massacre aimed at exterminating the snakefolk.
The snakefolk had been wiped out completely!
Where did Owen find this spellbeast?
How could such a terrifying snakefolk still exist?!
At this moment, not only Grace and others showed serious expressions with a sense of foreboding, but the soldiers of Kyrik were also terrified, feeling like a prophecy was about to come true.
After all, the oppressive aura emanating from Seraphina was too terrifying.
Each of them felt as if their skin was being cut by a sharp blade, their spirits dazed, and their mana greatly suppressed.
It was as if they had encountered a natural nemesis!
Stanley was equally astonished by Owen and Seraphina.
Owen’s sudden arrival surprised him greatly. Although he knew Owen was a powerful fighter, Kyrik had brought over two hundred thousand elite soldiers this time, with commanders like Crimson Dragon and Grace.
It could be said that relying on Owen alone was absolutely impossible to contend with!
However, he did not expect that Owen’s mount, Seraphina, would be so terrifying.
Even he felt a sense of suppression and suffocation when facing Seraphina’s emanating aura.
Most importantly, he often dealt with Kyrik and was very familiar with their prophecy. The giant serpent before him was likely the snakefolk prophesied by Kyrik!
If that were true, relying on Owen and the beast alone might be enough to annihilate the Kyrik army before them!
Below, the soldiers of the Azure Kingdom gazed at Owen with faces full of reverence.
Owen’s talent and strength were already legendary, and despite his humble beginnings, he had long been an idol for these soldiers.
After all, Owen was one of their own, from the Azure Kingdom, and an unprecedented prodigy who rose to prominence rapidly.
Even the usually aloof Academy City held Owen in increasingly high regard.
They even broke thousands of years of tradition for him!
Although Owen was accompanied by only one beast, in their hearts, he was worth more than thousands of troops!
Moreover, the enormous Seraphina, like a mythical beast of immense power, carried Owen, giving them an inexplicable sense of security.
For a moment, due to the sudden appearance of Owen and Seraphina, the previously one-sided battle quietly began to shift.
At this moment, Owen, who was the focus of all attention, looked down at Seraphina, who had grown to her maximum size.
Now, she was as vast as a chain of mountains stretching across the sky, her skin covered with dense crimson scales that shimmered with a dangerous and dazzling gleam in the light.
As her massive body writhed in the air, the slight friction of the scales produced sparks and a sharp, metallic sound.
Seraphina’s strength was already comparable to a diamond-tier mage, and after sharing the Order of Ice with Leslie, she had awakened a portion of her water-fire bloodline.
Although her tier had not increased, her power had significantly leaped and improved.
Owen could faintly sense a chilling coldness beneath the crimson scales that made his soul shiver.
Clearly, the two different attributes of water and fire were gradually manifesting within her.
As Owen observed Seraphina, she flicked her tongue and swept her cold, merciless eyes over the crowd, finally settling on the seventeen Crimson Dragons beside Grace.
As a descendant of the corevore serpent, she had a natural obsession with mana cores, and among the many spellbeasts present, only these seventeen Crimson Dragons caught her eye.
When Seraphina locked her gaze on the Crimson Dragons, Owen immediately sensed it and was not surprised.
These Crimson Dragons were very powerful, all being platinum-tier beings. As dragon-blood spellbeasts, they were tough and highly attuned to magic.
Their strength was more than a cut above spellbeasts of the same level.
If the seventeen Crimson Dragons joined forces, even a diamond-tier mage would find them troublesome.
This was why Stanley, despite trying, had been unable to injure the Crimson Dragons and could only make them wary, not daring to act recklessly.
Devouring these dragon-blood beast cores would greatly aid Seraphina’s growth!
After all, the higher the quality of the spellbeast’s beast core, the more beneficial it was for Seraphina.
The moment they were locked onto by Seraphina’s aura, the seventeen Crimson Dragons trembled, flapping their scarlet wings nervously as they retreated a short distance.
Among spellbeasts, the suppression of rank and bloodline was even more pronounced.
Seraphina exerted this suppression over them both in bloodline and rank!
Under normal circumstances, they would have fled as quickly as possible.
However, now, despite the fear welling up inside them, the seventeen Crimson Dragons, possessing a decent level of intelligence, exchanged glances and saw a hint of greed in each other’s jewel-like eyes.
For spellbeasts, breaking through via cultivation was extremely slow; the quickest method was through slaughter and devouring!
Especially by devouring spellbeasts more powerful than themselves!
The seventeen Crimson Dragons had grown to their current power through continuously devouring other spellbeasts; otherwise, they wouldn’t have grown so quickly or gained such terrifying combat strength.
At this moment, the feeling Seraphina gave them was incredibly unique, instilling a deep, instinctual desire within them.
It seemed that devouring Seraphina would lead to a significant breakthrough in their bloodline!
This strong intuition, like a devil’s whisper, echoed softly in their ears, dispelling all fear and apprehension they felt towards Seraphina.
Roar!
The seventeen Crimson Dragons suddenly erupted, letting out earth-shattering roars at Seraphina, their blood-red eyes gleaming with greed like wolves in the night!
On their backs, the mages riding them clearly sensed the Crimson Dragons’ emotions, and they were also affected, their emotions surging as veins bulged on their foreheads, their focus entirely on Seraphina.
The next moment, the seventeen Crimson Dragons flapped their wings, turning into streaks of blood-red light, slicing through the sky, charging at Seraphina from all directions.
Though their size wasn’t as massive as Seraphina’s, each was still a colossal creature nearly ten meters long.
As they charged at Seraphina, the leading Crimson Dragon opened its sharp maw and spewed a breath of molten lava-like heat.
The crimson fire turned the air red, with waves of heat spreading in all directions.
On the back of this Crimson Dragon, a mage in a black robe simultaneously cast a spell.
A mental lightning bolt, shining with a blinding light, flickered across the air, aiming straight for Seraphina’s forehead to launch a psychic attack.
As the Crimson Dragons launched their assault and attacked, Seraphina felt as though she was being provoked by ants.
Flames leaped from the gaps between her crimson scales, enveloping her body, transforming her into an enraged fire serpent.
The scorching breath fell on Seraphina’s body, only to be absorbed by the flames dancing across her body, posing no threat to her.
As for the mental lightning, as soon as it approached, Owen’s eyes, filled with murderous intent, suddenly flashed with a cold light.
The mental lightning was instantly shattered by the terrifying murderous aura, and at the same time, the maddening, twisted killing intent began to flow from Owen’s eyes, piercing into the eyes of the black-robed mage.
Immediately, the black-robed mage saw only an eerie blood-red before his eyes and then felt his head swelling as if it would burst.
Bang!
In the next moment, the endless bloody killing intent completely twisted the black-robed mage’s mind.
He clutched his head frantically, his sharp nails piercing deep into his skull, and then his head exploded like a cannonball, spraying blood everywhere.
At the moment of the black-robed mage’s gruesome death, Seraphina, who had fended off the leading Crimson Dragon’s attack, sprang forward like a taut bowstring and opened her massive jaws to bite down on the Crimson Dragon!
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