Chapter 54: I've Got the Hang of It, I'll Send You Straight to Heaven!

That was only an instant; in that instant, the giant beast opened its maw nearly 80°, and the twisted dorsal fins that had broken through its skin behind it flashed bloody light one after another, then came——

——the atomic breath and the scorching radiance of arc einsteinium, the bloody breath and black lightning intertwining and racing.

It ruthlessly charged at the Ace Assassin, who was still clutching his grievous abdominal wound.

The survival instinct forced the latter to immediately assume a stance and fire the M87 ray to intercept, but given the overwhelming disparity in output, no matter how the camera was positioned, Aomo could not lose.

Under that acceleration enough to drive the Ace Assassin to despair, the thunder breath easily melted the Ace Assassin's golden armor, which was claimed to ignore all kinds of light from the Ultra Brothers, and further turned it directly into exploding darkness, leaving only the card lying on the ground.

Not far away, a Beta System Kit had popped out of nowhere.

As for that woman... perhaps that part of the dissipating darkness was her.

Aomo thought so, and the beast immediately turned, its bloody eyes fixed on the thick cloud layer that even obscured the artificial light source satellite in the sky.

Turbulent high-energy particles disturbing the weather is commonplace; human creations turn night into day, but the monsters' counterattacks bring darkness back again.

Yet his gaze was not to sigh at that power capable of changing the environment, but to lock onto the battle-damaged flying dragon speeding through the clouds.

Likewise, having its mind swallowed by the card and the darkness in its heart, the silver flying dragon, as the Haipa Airei King obeying the Pit Star people, had already suffered counterattack wounds in its earlier rampage.

Although it did not suffer overly severe injuries, it had lost its former imposing vigor.

Even so,

it never thought of retreating, and even at the instant the commander vanished, it instinctively rushed toward that final location sensed.

"How loyal..."

Aomo sighed, but the beast, simultaneously opening its maw, lacked such fine vocal organs, emitting only a low roar that made the flying dragon's speed increase even further, sweeping low with a howl, carrying violent wind pressure!

Such a provocative response, on the contrary, made Aomo somewhat surprised.

He wondered whether the Haipa Airei King still retained some intelligence, but that did not affect his own claw-turned-heavy fist striking fiercely.

Both fists struck the flying dragon's wings, which retained claw-like degenerate limbs resembling a pterosaur.

The Haipa Airei King wrapped its wings around itself like a torpedo incoming, and at the moment of colliding with Aomo's double fists——

——explosion and storm spread together!

The stones beneath the beast's feet all burst up tens of meters, the air wailed as it collapsed, and on distant buildings it turned into a series of broken cracks.

As for nearby... within a one-li radius, there were no buildings left.

Only occasionally cooling like crystal, sometimes scorching like flowing lava, and the lowest layer of special alloy artificially placed to reinforce the strata remained.

This is the victory of Heaven Gate City's infrastructure, yet neither side of the battle cared.

The Haipa Airei King, halted hard by the dragon cart, had purple electricity coursing down its back, seemingly about to unleash an electric or light attack; in that instant, Aomo had already retracted its claws and turned, its thick, long tail already coiled like a whip and lashed out!

Those original wounds had already healed in the energy replenishment, even further mutating into numerous ferocious spinal fins, and the tail tip retaining a metallic texture was as unstoppable as a bamboo shoot, shattering in one strike a piece of azure crystal in the middle of the opponent's back.

The flying dragon immediately howled in pain, due to loss of control and violent surge of internal energy.

The so-called Evil God of Destruction had never before encountered such a devastating blow.

Although it arrived already battered and scorched by firepower, those were merely external wounds that could quickly heal by absorbing energy, whereas the azure crystal on its back was difficult to regenerate, a vital organ for energy conversion and transmission, surrounded by countless nerve pathways.

Those dangerous ammunition, esoteric techniques, and sharp weapons had battered its azure crystal to the point of cracks everywhere, but Aomo's tail strike filled the last missing damage, a single pierce making it feel icy to the core.

Yet its misfortune was not over.

It had not yet escaped the pain, and Aomo's grasp of timing never faltered.

He still remembered having once asked an Executor to relay a message to the superiors of the Safety Bureau, promising that if they were willing to help him contact the Frontier Lighthouse Chief, he would help them bring down the Haipa Airei King.

Now is the time.

If he were to let this thing fly around unchecked, he would be helpless.

Bei Li Ya can fly, Mecha Godzilla cannot, but in this posture anyone can see which component dominates,

although he looks more like the Godzilla body that could directly spit fire to take off, that is purely due to the distorted power lingering on the Mecha Godzilla card.

The strange bio‑skin on Mecha Godzilla at first sight was already an early sign.

Even if it truly relied on breath to fly, it could not match the opponent's trajectory, swift as a heavenly comet dragon.

That is why he needs his double claws now, entwined with bloody thunder.

ArchDeathClaw, Arc Death Claw, a part of the alien darkness manifestation, reappears.

The beast swung its claw while turning its tail, bravely carving a cruel bloody arc, instantly tearing apart the Haipa Airei King's wing roots.

Those massive, thick wings fell together with the spraying blood rain, and thus came the Haipa Airei King's counterattack amidst heart‑rending pain.

That is the Entangling Tail.

The flying dragon, tormented into furious madness by excruciating pain and severed limbs, likewise employed its long tail, originally trying to bind the beast's body, but the metallic back bristling with proliferating spines greatly hindered the strangling; sparks flew from metal‑on‑metal friction, and the familiar purple light blossomed behind the flying dragon!

That is where its madness lies!

The inability to sustain energy could not stop its ferocity; the bursting purple lightning already rose between its twin horns, seeming about to swell and explode, but was suddenly compressed by an intricate eight‑sided pattern array, and in the next instant tens of millions of metallic tiny swords rained down like rain.

They pierced the still‑unhealed wing‑root wound of the flying dragon!

These metallic tiny swords, 'tiny' only by Aomo's current size, would be enough to destroy everything in a human's view—a torrential sword rain.

They come from the aid of Ascendants who dared to set foot on this battlefield.

For the Haipa Airei King, this sword rain means more torment than injury.

Although it cannot fully pierce flesh and blood, it hinders wound regeneration and brings a brand‑new pain it has never experienced.

Indeed, like the battle‑scarred granny's Violent Rain Pear Blossom Needles, the pain is outstanding; once again it causes the lightning ball tens of meters in diameter atop its head to lose control and explode.

Even after being broken through, despite having a defensive energy ring from the exploded lightning ball a second ago, the Haipa Airei King remains wide open.

How could Aomo miss the chance?

The beast closed in, bearing the thunder, and reached the Haipa Airei King's front, completely ignoring the pain of scorched, ulcerated skin, and thrust out its metal claws still stained with blood.

The claws pierced the scales and entered the body.

It stomped and shattered the left leg.

At this close range where the opponent could hardly dodge, the beast opened its bloody maw toward the Haipa Airei King's howling head and neck.

It ferociously bit down!

The astonishing bite force made the layered silver armor on its neck groan under the strain, and even the Haipa Ailei King, which clearly felt that suffocating pain, lowered its head to bite the giant beast's body—only to find its mouth full of sharp metallic keratin.

They were merely superficial overgrowths of metallic keratin; this bite didn't even reach the skin.

But this was also its final resistance.

Because within the massive jaws tightly gripping its neck, countless fine, woven blazes were struggling out from the contact surfaces between its teeth and scales.

In the next instant, the obstructing object was completely shattered into a fragment of dim light.

And that breath, which had just sprayed out and couldn't stop, thus penetrated the ground, where the lower metal plates instantly showed signs of deformation.

Aomo quickly raised its head toward the high sky, where the scarlet breath entwined with black lightning resembled a colossal nozzle propelling a planet; it shattered the high-energy residual particles that had been gathering the clouds overhead, restoring the artificial light source's proper warm glow.

It's probably just the warm light........

Watching the beast's breath extinguish, yet it still instinctively kept its mouth open in a horrifying sight, and looking at the surrounding area of several li where lava flows hinted at pits, everyone who witnessed this scene could hardly say it was any kind of warm radiance.

It would probably be easier to film as a human sunset.

Few who witnessed this scene were willing to smile, and a pink-haired JK who laughed hysterically by the living-room window until her stomach hurt could be considered an extreme oddball.