Chapter 2386

The lion-scorpions were like ping-pong balls being slapped away, scattering in all directions; only a large number of feathers remained on the spot, drifting down slowly.

And at this moment.

The bone dragon's massive jaws opened.

A thick surge of purple mist poured out, like a purple cloud suddenly appearing in the sky, covering a large number of nearby lion-scorpions.

The moment the lion-scorpions touched this purple mist, the feathers on their bodies began to fall off in large patches.

With no feathers left on their wings, relying only on bare flesh-wings to flap, they simply couldn't fly.

They could only fly lower and lower, until finally falling to the ground.

The lion-scorpions that had fallen to the ground…

Were still very strong.

But their greatest advantage was gone; it would only take 2 powerful beastfolk, or 4 human warriors, to oppose them.

But the lion-scorpions that had inhaled the purple mist weren't simply just losing feathers.

Their skin was rotting, blood flowing from mouth and nose — the impact was enormous.

The enemy lord was completely dumbfounded.

It was like a cockfight where you'd confidently sent in a fighting cock of excellent bloodline, only for the opponent to pull out an ox and stomp the cock to death with one hoof.

It made no sense at all.

"Quick, quick, heal! Use purification skills now! Guard against that withering purple mist!"

After all, the enemy was also a state-level lord.

Their troop composition and functions were also very complete.

Those responsible for healing, those responsible for purification, those responsible for preemptively preventing abnormal statuses — every kind of troop and skill was present.

The purple mist's effects were quickly eliminated.

No matter how fast the purple mist spewed forth, the lion-scorpions now had skills to be immune to it.

It could be said that this skill of the bone dragon was already useless.

But…

The problem was, this was only one skill of one bone dragon.

This single skill had already consumed a huge amount of the enemy's healing, purification, and prevention-type skills.

It was like landing a basic attack on the opponent, only for the opponent to immediately play their ultimate.

And that ultimate was of the healing and recovery type.

A tremendous waste.

Behind them were still Ren Yunchuan, Li Ruanyu, Shangguan Ting — these lords; they too all had various kinds of crowd-control and debuff skills. What then?

Spiritual power is limited.

Having so much consumed by a single dragon, they could only tank it head-on afterward.

But the biggest problem wasn't the purple mist — it was the bone dragon itself.

Besides the mist, there were dragon claws, dragon fangs, and enormous wing-blades.

This bone dragon was like a giant cleaver in the sky, slashing back and forth endlessly; anything it slashed was instantly killed.

And this bone dragon hadn't even started firing bone spears yet — if it did, the Shashangli Society would be even greater.

Of course, one bone dragon could still be killed.

Especially in front of a state-level lord, killing it wasn't difficult, even one this massive.

"Everyone concentrate! Aim at the bone dragon, fire blasting tail-stingers!" the enemy lord roared.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~

A large number of nearby plague lion-scorpions gathered up, their huge scorpion tails folding forward.

The lion-scorpion was a combination of lion and scorpion.

It had the ferocity of a lion, as well as the scorpion's tail and venomous stinger — and the stinger could also fire various attacks. It was actually very strong.

To kill the bone dragon, they had to concentrate their force.

And they needed to use skills.

Just like how Ren Yunchuan's Tier-6 elven windrunners had concentrated their fire earlier to kill the bone dragon.

But clearly, this bone dragon was stronger — even more violent output would be needed to kill it.

A large number of lion-scorpions finished preparing.

"Gak-kah!!"

However, that massive bone dragon suddenly ascended, flapped its wings, and charged toward the bat swarm on the other side.

The enemy lord stared in astonishment as the bone dragon flew away.

Oh no…

A fierce tiger in the chicken flock suddenly turned and charged at the rat swarm beside it.

And its flying speed was extremely fast.

The bone dragon could actually fly at this speed?

Never mind that…

"Quick, pursue it, don't let it escape! Once you catch up, fire the blasting tail-stingers!" the enemy lord roared.

"Roar!!"

The lion-scorpion swarm immediately charged out, chasing the bone dragon.

However, Ren Yunchuan's arrows had arrived.

The enemy lord looked back in surprise.

GLOSSARY:

【Li Ruanyu, Shashangli Society, Body Integration, spiritual power, Ren Yunchuan, Shangguan Ting】

Why is this arrow so huge? Like a javelin?

No, it's not just the arrow that's big — even the elf shooting it is that big?

Are there elves this huge?

That's not all…

Why are there also twenty-plus-meter angels?

And Holy-Winged Griffins and Plague Manticores nearly ten meters tall?

This is the high-altitude force.

And in the low sky, plenty of blood-race vampires are closing in from the sides.

Those blood-race ones are strange too — how could there possibly be vampire princes and vampire dukes that big?

They could practically hug a manticore and drain it dry on the spot, couldn't they?

On the ground there are likewise giant holy knights and death knights, along with masses of legendary-tier human warriors, and all manner of holy knights and berserkers.

Add to that Shen Jiyun's harpies making a comeback as well.

High sky, sky, low sky, ground — powerful forces everywhere.

The situation has reversed!

The enemy lord had long since called for reinforcements.

But no one had been able to come to his aid.

This…

Could it be that…

They're going to lose?

The enemy lord was in utter despair.

His mood had sunk to the absolute depths…

But Zhao Chi was in a fine mood.

When he woke up, an hour and a half had already passed.

Zhao Chi felt his stamina was full — aside from spiritual power, every other bodily state had been completely replenished.

After all, the effects of the Carefree Spring were still present; he only needed one hour of sleep.

But the previous expenditure must have been too great, so this time he slept a full hour and a half.

And Zhao Chi had also readapted to his own body.

It felt good.

What made him happiest of all was that the system had recovered.

The system space could be opened, and communications could be turned on as well.