Chapter 373: Coiled Snake Seven Probes

"What is this situation? He shouldn't have the ability to teleport or blink, right?"

The missed Storm Hammer consumed the last of Sinuoli's stamina, and he sat on the ground, muttering to himself. There were no common displacement skills in this world, and the way Luoxiya-Fellheart had just retreated nearly two hundred meters in an instant could clearly not be explained by acceleration.

On the main battlefield, the dissipation of Khaine's phantom and the boss's mount being killed and fleeing in panic dealt successive blows to the Dark Elf morale, while in contrast, the Zhendan-Dwarf Coalition was high in fighting spirit.

The pirates had gone from their initial active offensive, having once charged onto the treasure ship's bridge, to now being pushed back to the gangway. That they hadn't collapsed yet was due to the uncontrollable bloodlust within them and a clear understanding of the miserable fate awaiting them after defeat.

"Not bad, quite clever!"

Sinuoli cast his gaze toward the battle between Yang Yanzhang and the slightly smaller Black Dragon. This Cathayan was quite experienced in combat; after the Dragon-Slaying Shell shot down the Black Dragon, he immediately rushed up to pierce the Beast Tamer, who had been thrown to the ground, with his spear, then pulled back a short distance.

Without the Beast Tamer to soothe and guide it, the Black Dragon rolled around on the ground, tortured by the pain of its severed wing. No normal soldier wanted to be swept by or crushed by the giant beast, so they all tacitly moved away a distance.

"Divine Dragon Claw!"

Yang Yanzhang keenly judged this to be a good opportunity. He dragged his spear and trotted around the Black Dragon, suddenly catching a wound on the dragon's body left by Yin Yin's giant claws, and thrust his spear forward fiercely.

"Awoo!"

This thrust went extremely deep, the entire spearhead buried in the flesh. The Black Dragon felt the pain and let out a miserable howl.

"Dragon in the Field!"

The Human roared, sweeping his silver spear to deflect the hind leg that was kicking over.

"Dragon Rises in the Clouds!"

Before the move was fully spent, he took a leaping step, held the spear with both hands, thrust it into the exposed dragon belly, and flicked it upward, leaving a wound two meters long.

"True Dragon Enters the Sea!"

The Black Dragon felt that this Human before it was slippery and elusive, so it simply turned on its side and collapsed onto the deck, wanting to crush Yang Yanzhang directly beneath it. This ninth-ranked expert on the Heavenly Ranking was bold and skilled; with man and spear as one, he narrowly drilled past beneath the dragon's body.

"Well done!"

"That was the fourth move of the Coiled Snake Seven Probes!"

"Watch out, Commander!"

Yang Yanzhang's spear technique and movement won him a great round of applause, but before the words had faded, the Black Dragon was seen struggling to rise, twisting its neck to spray a mouthful of dragon breath directly at him.

Having just risen and steadied himself from his ground-level traversal, Yang Yanzhang had no time to run out of the range of the dragon breath. For a giant beast unit, this was a single-target attack, but for a humanoid unit, it was an area-of-effect splash.

"Tiger Crouches Dragon Coils!"

He squatted into a horse stance to reduce his hit area, then gripped the middle of his Coiled Dragon Spear and spun it like a fan; this was the most crucial defensive move in this spear technique.

"Sizzle!"

Yang Yanzhang danced the spear so that not even a drop of water could get through, but sporadic acid still landed on his body. The Bright Armor emitted a chilling sound, being corroded into white spots.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

The entire scene was silent; Sinuoli could even hear Yang Yanzhang's heavy panting. The previous five spear moves had consumed a great deal of his stamina.

If one were to simply compare a person's strength to a reservoir, then the output of a normal attack could be considered a small, trickling faucet, while unique arts or powerful skills were like high-pressure water pumps—the output per use was high, but the consumption of the reservoir was equally great.

"Heh, heh!"

Yang Yanzhang was not having an easy time, but the Black Dragon was in even worse condition. The previous looting and engineering had been a drain on the giant beast, and Yin Yin had caused it no small amount of damage during the aerial battle; coupled with the earlier Dragon-Slaying Shell, it had already lost half its life before facing Yang Yanzhang.

"Flying Dragon in the Sky!"

After catching his breath for two moments, he sank his energy into his legs, kicked off the ground, and leaped up, his long spear striking straight at the dragon's head from mid-air.

"Ssh!"

The cold glint of the spear tip pierced the hard dragon scales, but the developed muscles locked it from going deeper. Yang Yanzhang hung suspended in mid-air, half the spear tip buried between the Black Dragon's eyes. At this life-or-death moment, the vicious beast's ferocity flared, and acid began to brew in its mouth again.

The force of his mid-air strike was spent. In this state, under normal circumstances, to exert force for another thrust, one would have to pull the arms back or step the feet back, but suspended in mid-air, Yang Yanzhang could do neither.

"Dragon Repentant!"

Just as hearts were in their throats, a "Rip!" sound of tearing burst out. The clothing and armor covering Yang Yanzhang's arms split open, revealing bulging veins, and he produced a burst of strength from thin air to drive the spear body completely into the dragon's head.

"Ga! Thud!"

After a moment of rigidity, the dragon's body collapsed with a bang. The Zhendan warriors finally reacted, rushing up to save Yang Yanzhang with much scrambling, preventing the ninth-ranked expert from being crushed to death by the enemy's corpse after his victory.

"For... fortunately, I did not fail the mission!"

Only after insisting on seeing the Black Dragon fall did Yang Yanzhang tilt his head and lose consciousness; using the Coiled Snake Seven Probes in one breath had drained all his stamina.

"Everyone, everyone! Pick up your weapons, maintain formation! The enemy hasn't been routed yet, your compatriots are still waiting to be rescued!"

Sinuoli patted his backside and stood up; he had recovered a bit of strength. Looking down, the surface of the Jade River looked like it was boiling, with blood and body parts constantly floating up. He knew Yin Yin wouldn't be finished on that side for a while, and he still had to command the front.

"Come, charge with me!"

The statue picked up his Warhammer and axe, kicked aside the massive corpse of the wave vortex, and jumped off the gun platform; there was no rush to harvest materials for a moment.

"The gods of hell have forsaken us!"

"That, that statue is coming over!"

"Run, quickly!"

As the Dwarf King stepped onto the battlefield with heavy strides, the Dark Elf line finally collapsed. Even the ancient Black Dragon couldn't last four moves; for them, staying was just throwing their lives away, and running might offer a sliver of hope.

"Catch a few alive! I, I want to interrogate them, hmm, about the movements of the other pirate fleets! Also, among the Dark Elves, the females have higher status and know more."

Watching the enemy collapse, Sinuoli pulled Buluokesen over to give him instructions, then led his personal guards to chase in the direction where Luoxiya-Fellheart had fled on the Shenyouedang.

"Strange, why isn't there a single pointy-ear in the core area?"

Gotrek carried his great axe and cleared the way in front. He had some opinions about Sinuoli letting the small Black Dragon go to Yang Yanzhang and was preparing to vent his fury on the Dark Elf elites.

"Who's hiding there? Come out and meet your death for your Grandpa Gao!" Hearing the war cry of the Chosen of Grimnir, the Dwarfs clattered as they prepared themselves.

"Rat-bred? How are they all dead?"

Sinuoli squeezed to the front and saw Gotrek rummaging through several corpses leaning against the wall. Their equipment looked like Naggarond Black Guard; there were no signs of fighting around them, and the fatal wounds were on their backs. Preliminary judgment was that they died from a sneak attack.