Chapter 169: Among Dragons, There Are Differences Too!

Looking at the giant dragon before him that could not advance a single inch, Li Ang's expression did not waver in the slightest, and he immediately exerted a slight force with his hand.

Then, just as if an ant had lifted an elephant, the massive dragon instantly traced a graceful arc through the air, and immediately layered heavily slammed into the ground.

Boom—!

Gravel flew in all directions, and web-like cracks spread outward from beneath the dragon's body.

But even after suffering such a heavy blow, it still did not make a single sound.

Although now, with half its head gone, the dragon could not make a sound even if it wanted to.

But it had to be said, this dragon was the most tenacious life force among all the enemies Li Ang had encountered so far.

For any ordinary creature, an injury of this degree would have long since rendered it dead beyond any doubt.

'It seems the Swarm's technology has its own unique merits.'

Such a thought flashed through Li Ang's mind; he never minded praising his opponents.

'Too bad, you ran into me.'

Immediately after, in the next instant, a long spear flashing with cold light once again pierced through the dragon's body.

It was Odin.

As a corpse guardian Li Ang had refined, he naturally could not just stand by and watch his master fight alone.

Gungnir pinned the dragon's right claw firmly to the ground; no matter how it struggled, it only worsened its own injuries.

Seeing this, Li Ang expressionlessly threw a punch, and immediately the dragon's already shattered head dissolved into a shower of foul-smelling pulp.

But even so, it was still twitching faintly, showing no signs of losing its life.

Meanwhile, Mo Di nearby had already recovered from his earlier shock.

He had already begun to doubt whether the two combatants were truly creatures of the same species.

If they were, then how could the scene before him be so utterly one-sided?

The comprehensive strength Li Ang had displayed so far made this elite of the Federal Review Bureau think of those monsters.

Those monsters that ordinary people could never catch up with no matter how hard they tried in their entire lives, and he saw the shadow of those monsters in the other party.

Clearly both combatants were dragons, yet the difference in their strength was worlds apart, not to mention that one side also possessed an alchemical attainment that was absurdly exaggerated for his age.

He silently glanced at Odin beside the dragon, and could not help thinking to himself:

'This alchemical creature's strength is also somewhat out of bounds.'

Mo Di had now also realized why he had felt that prickling sensation on his back that night.

If this alchemical creature had struck in earnest, although he believed he would not lose his life, the outcome would certainly not be pleasant either.

'I just don't know if he made it himself.'

Recalling those First-Level alchemical creatures similar to this tall figure, Mo Di's gaze could not help but flicker.

On the other side.

Li Ang did not know that Mo Di was secretly speculating about him; he was preparing to step forward and end the life of this biochemically modified dragon before him.

Suddenly, a drumroll-like heartbeat came from within the dragon's chest cavity.

Thump thump thump—

Li Ang slightly furrowed his brow, immediately stepped forward and tore open the dragon's chest, and then a fleshy heart mixed with mechanical components appeared before his eyes.

Watching crimson streams of light continuously flow from the surrounding blood vessels into this heart, a sense of foreboding immediately rose in Li Ang's heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, he ripped out the heart and hurled it viciously at the distant Swarm.

Whoosh—boom!

Terrifying energy erupted violently, and crimson light instantly engulfed the surrounding Swarm.

Wild winds raged, hair in disarray.

Li Ang gazed at the small mushroom cloud slowly rising in the distance, and silently sighed in his heart:

'Truly, the heroes of the world are as numerous as the fish leaping the river.'

He had not expected that Brando and the Insect Race's rising star would come up with such a trick; after all, not long ago he had still believed that the dragon beside him, which had already gone still, was entirely modified through biotechnology.

But immediately after, Li Ang realized something:

'No, if that's the case—'

'Then that old thing's condition is probably quite thought-provoking.'

Combined with what Lu Ke had said earlier—that even on his father's birthday Brando would not show his face—a bold guess gradually took shape in Li Ang's mind.