Chapter 2421: Giant Sunlight Spear

Two red butterfly wings were the first to break through the cocoon of light amidst the black wind and sand, and then the "Chosen One of Space" with red-gold gradient hair officially appeared before Xia De.

But this time, the appearance was not a mixture of four people, but more like a fusion of Grace and Helen.

They had no time to speak with Xia De; their toes tapped, and they vanished from before him. Then, with a wave of their hand at the side of the giant egg, the dragon head was stripped directly from the eggshell under the effect of a space slash.

The dragon head automatically turned into spirits and was reabsorbed by the sacrificial grounds before it even hit the ground. The butterfly-winged girl frowned slightly, hearing the sister's reminder:

"It is immortal here. Is there a way to throw it into a space rift, or at least move it out of the range of the sacrificial grounds?"

The 【Dragon Feast Sacrificial Grounds】 itself could not be destroyed, and since the field effect could not be removed, the egg had to be moved outside the grounds.

The butterfly-winged girl extended her right hand, and the same Six-Ring Life Ring as Dorothy and Princess Lei Qianya appeared behind her, then melted into a floating dark-gold cube amidst dark-gold light.

Holding the dark-gold cube, with a *Crack! * sound, the space beside the giant egg shattered, and a massive suction force immediately began to pull 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 also fully restored itself at this moment. The butterfly-winged girl who walked out from beside Sister Daifulin shook her head:

"This sacrificial ground is protected by the power of that Ancient God of Light. I cannot forcibly destroy the space here yet."

The brass dragon head had already grown back by now, so she reached out and made another slash. The space where the dragon head was located completely solidified, and it remained motionless like a specimen mounted in a picture frame.

Meanwhile, the two streaks of light chasing each other in the form of light in the sacrificial grounds finally stopped. Mr. Albei pulled the rough longsword out of the slug's corpse, panting. The sorcerer of the Peace Sect, who had been fighting alongside John Flynn's team, took off the metal box he was carrying and tossed it toward Mr. Albei.

No one shot down the flying box at this moment. After it landed beside the Coroner and opened automatically, as Mr. Albei narrowed his eyes slightly, the Sage-level relic, 【Apron of the Nameless Swordsmith】, burned automatically.

Flying ash flew out in front of him, and the body of the dwarf swordsmith, wearing an apron and holding a hammer, was molded from the ashes:

"Chosen One ritual? (Ancient Dwarven) A high-level vampire? I thought it would be a dragon-born." (Early Second Era Common)

Raising his hammer high with his right hand, silver-white thunder struck downward and was then completely absorbed by the hammer. The sturdy dwarf, taller than Xia De, laughed and swung his hammer, his eyes sparking with electricity, and his body charged fiercely toward Mr. Albei, who had raised his longsword again.

*Crack! *

The eggshell continued to peel away. This time, not only the left foot, but even the newborn dragon's body, covered in egg-white slime, had been exposed by one-third.

By now, the appearance of this dragon could basically be seen; it was a monster pieced together from the organs, skin, and scales of various dragons, or perhaps it had acquired the characteristics of various dragons due to absorbing too much power from other dragons through the sacrificial grounds, yet it could not perfectly fuse them together.

It struggled violently, and its head, solidified by space, could still emit roars that made the entire sacrificial grounds tremble.

But the god-summoning ritual had not yet succeeded, and it was only a newborn dragon. Under the power of the three Chosen Ones of Death, Earth, and Space, it had absolutely no possibility of escaping.

"Mr. Albei, hurry! If we can complete the Chosen One ritual before the god-summoning ritual succeeds, we might be able to..."

The Thunder Hammer intertwined with 【Sorrow of Blood】 and the rough longsword, and Mr. Albei was locked in a fierce battle.

The four people who were trying their best to control this giant dragon, which was about to complete its birth process, all felt that something was wrong with the dragon's condition.

Its struggle grew more intense, and the speed at which the surrounding offerings were absorbed grew faster. The resulting peeling speed of the eggshell accelerated rapidly, and its body size expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"If this thing isn't used as a vessel for the god's descent later, its only end will be self-detonation."

Xia De made a judgment in his heart. The ghostly light of the seven runes of the Sin Chains wrapped around 【Night Watcher】 far exceeded any previous battle, but even so, he was only barely restraining one of the dragon's arms.

If it weren't for Sister Daifulin constantly using death to erode the dragon's other arm while also constantly helping Xia De, Xia De would probably not have been able to control it by now:

"Hurry!"

*Crack! *

Another clear shattering sound rang out, but this time it was not the eggshell breaking, but a giant crack appearing in the space barrier on the outer edge of the sacrificial grounds.

Under the combined efforts of Iluna and the church's advance preparations, the magic shield of the ancient 【Dragon Feast Sacrificial Grounds】 completely disintegrated after maintaining for half an hour. Then, the spirit light that lit up in the night sky outside the sacrificial grounds suddenly became denser, and the church's high-tier sorcerers were about to enter this floating sacrificial ground.

Iluna, who had finally finished her mission, had no time to look at the city below, which had already turned into a sea of fire. The dark-gold scales hovered above her head, and she threw the Sunlight Spear forward to clear a path.

And when she also arrived at the core area of the sacrificial grounds, she saw pitch-black lightning striking densely throughout the space. Amidst those black electric lights, the strange giant dragon, head tilted back, with only a few eggshell fragments still sticking to its dragon scales covered in egg-white slime, was already taller than No. 6 St. Deran Square.

The earth imprisoned its movements, death eroded its life, space divided its flesh, and Xia De's Sin Chains wrapped around its neck, trying its best not to let it spit dragon breath.

The dragon's wings had just been severed again by the butterfly-winged girl and were in the process of regenerating. As Iluna saw the situation clearly, strange sacred songs gradually echoed from all parts of the sacrificial grounds, and dim pillars of light were enveloping the miserable-looking giant dragon.

On the other side, Mr. Albei, whose greasy hair was standing on end from being struck by lightning several times, stood spitting blood before the kneeling ancient swordsmith, then handed the longsword rough fragment to him.

Even while kneeling, the dwarf swordsmith was taller than Ptolemy Albei. After taking the longsword rough fragment, he also took away 【Sorrow of Blood】.

The dark-gold pillar of light enveloping Mr. Albei was becoming more and more brilliant, and the life ring behind him had completely turned dark gold. A massive Ancient God holy emblem was slowly taking shape at his feet. Because of this, even though Xia De did nothing, the seven-colored dragon scales in his pocket flew toward the heavily injured Coroner on their own.

"Iluna!"

Xia De's shout brought Iluna, who was shocked by how quickly the situation had developed, back to her senses. She reached out and pointed at the scales above her head:

"Balance!"

The night was still heavy at this moment, so the scales radiated light toward the surroundings like a newborn sun. Where the light covered, the struggling giant dragon's power suddenly weakened, and Xia De felt his spirit and physical strength recovering at a sharply increased speed.

*Ding-dang! *

After shaking her holy bell, Iluna casually thrust 【Pale Justice】 into the ground beneath her feet. She stood empty-handed, tilting her body slightly to face the giant dragon. A moment later, she raised her right hand and gripped the air in the wind. Amidst the sound of thunder, golden lightning wrapped around her right hand, then extended forward and backward, turning into a "Sunlight Spear" that was even more dazzling than the dark-gold scales.

Even though it wasn't the best weather for releasing the Sunlight Spear because Xia De and Miss Danister had used relics to switch day and night, the long spear constructed from the purest, most explosive sunlight still made Xia De feel threatened.

The wild wind blew the messy brown long hair behind Iluna Beias, and at this moment, even the tips of her hair were jumping with golden electric arcs.

She leaped into the air, gripped the golden thunder with both hands, outputted the maximum spirit with the greatest desire, and threw her strongest strike:

"Sunlight Spear!"

*Crack! * A sound like a thunderclap rang out right beside their ears. At that moment, the black lightning summoned by the giant dragon born in the dragon egg was even suppressed and calmed. The scorching light and heat made people think the sun had reappeared in the deep night at 11:50 AM.

The "Sunlight Spear" suddenly grew larger the moment it left her hand. The giant Sunlight Spear, possessing the "Dragon-Restraining" characteristic, passed through the dragon's scales without obstruction, pierced through the dragon's chest, and nailed it firmly to the ground of the sacrificial grounds.

Roar~

The long spear jumping with thunder did not explode, but the pain of the golden thunder constantly spreading to its whole body made the dragon's wails increasingly miserable. The Sunlight Spear, containing the power of the "Balance" Chosen One, completely sealed its ability to move with a single strike, which also made Xia De, the sister, the butterfly-winged girl, and the Guardian of the Earth feel suddenly much more relaxed.

In the distance, the first batch of sorcerers who had broken through the outer defenses of the sacrificial grounds were flying here. Nearby, John Flynn's team and the church's sorcerers had also completely defeated the last counterattack of the cultist sacrificial group guarding the sacrificial grounds.

The nameless ancient blacksmith fused the longsword rough fragment and returned the 【Sorrow of Blood】, now glowing with star-blue light, to Mr. Albei. And in that beam of dark-gold heavenly light, the Seventh Chosen One had also straightened his back and prepared himself.

Ptolemy Albei, wearing a cloak, looked up at the night sky, at the blood-red moon, then raised his left hand. As his left hand transformed into a light form, seven-colored dragon scales—white, green, black, gold, silver, red-copper, and brass—entered his body one by one.

He slowly ascended into the sky amidst the golden pillar of light enveloping his whole body, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath in the pillar of light. Then, a giant, blurry dragon figure radiating light flashed past behind him.

The hymn symbolizing the Chosen One ritual had become incomparably clear. Ptolemy Albei lowered his head to look at the longsword in his hand, wanting to say something, when he suddenly looked at the giant dragon being restrained by everyone. ===== CHAPTER 2422 =====