Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 192 – Soul Devourer
Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 192 – Soul Devourer
“Ning Shuang!”
Long Yan’s eyes looked ready to split as he struggled to crawl over, but his severe injuries made even moving a single finger an immense struggle.
“Still not leaving?”
Lin Fan coughed up a mouthful of bloody spittle and wiped the corner of her mouth, her voice still frighteningly calm.
Long Yan looked at her, then at Long Jingyun, who was strolling toward them in the distance. For the first time, a despair born of powerlessness surged in his heart.
He couldn’t think of a single way out.
Within Lin Fan’s golden, vertical pupils, there was not a trace of fear, only calculation and madness.
The next second.
“Roar—!”
A roar that no human could possibly produce erupted from the depths of Lin Fan’s throat.
Her body began to swell crazily in a way that defied the laws of physics!
Her dark green hair turned to dust in the violent airflow, replaced by hard, savage bone spurs.
Her skin was completely torn apart by the power surging from within. Dark gold Dragon Scales, like the sturdiest armor, spread wildly, covering every inch of her skin.
Crack! Crack!
The explosive sounds of her bones restructuring were as dense as popping beans.
A pair of enormous, savage, membranous wings, like curtains of night, burst from her back, stirring up a gale and blocking out the moonlight that filtered through the woods.
In the space of just a few breaths, the tall Dragon Clan woman had vanished.
In her place stood a thirty-meter-tall… Western dragon, exuding an aura of ancient times and destruction!
“This… This is…”
The heavily injured Long Yan’s pupils dilated to their limit. He stared blankly at the savage and majestic dragon before him, his mind a complete blank.
Complete Dragonization!
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Among the branch families of the Dragon Clan, only he himself had once been capable of this!
So Ning Shuang’s talent was this strong too!
Even the playful expression on Long Jingyun’s face finally faded, replaced by a hint of astonishment and gravity.
“A little interesting. I didn’t expect a piece of trash from a branch family could actually revert to her ancestors to such a degree.”
The great dragon did not respond, merely lifting its savage head and taking a deep breath.
Within its chest, it was as if a star was burning.
The next second.
“Roar—!”
A scorching Dragon Breath, a pillar of light hot enough to melt gold and iron, tore through the night sky like divine punishment, blasting toward Long Jingyun!
“Hmph, insignificant tricks.”
A trace of disdain flashed in Long Jingyun’s eyes. The terrifying aura of a seventh-level master erupted, and a layer of energy like a black mist instantly enveloped his entire body.
The Dragon Breath slammed into the black mist, vanishing without a sound, like light entering a black hole.
Lin Fan had already anticipated this.
From the battle just now, she had clearly recognized the chasm between the sixth and seventh levels.
Her current Dragon Breath, at the peak of the sixth level, could not possibly harm him.
At the same moment she unleashed her Dragon Breath, the fire elemental power within her body was pushed to an unprecedented extreme!
“Boom!”
White flames suddenly ignited upon the great dragon’s massive body!
They were no ordinary flames, but living fire composed of the purest elemental energy, leaping as if they had a life of their own!
At that moment, the entire thirty-meter-tall dragon transformed into a… Flame Dragon made of pure fire!
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The terrifyingly high temperature instantly evaporated all moisture in the surroundings, and even the air began to distort.
This scene stunned everyone present.
Even Long Jingyun, for the first time, became truly serious.
“Very good.” He licked his lips. Golden Dragon Scales rapidly appeared on his hands, forming a pair of sharp Dragon Claws. “You’ve successfully piqued my interest.”
The Flame Dragon roared, its massive body charging toward Long Jingyun with world-destroying might.
Long Jingyun did not dodge or evade, likewise transforming into a streak of golden light to meet the charge.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Flame and golden light clashed madly in the forest. Every collision triggered a cataclysmic explosion, plowing terrifying ravines into the earth.
Lin Fan knew in her heart that even with all her trump cards revealed, she was by no means Long Jingyun’s match.
All this splendor was merely for the sake of… escaping.
She recalled the illusion technique Bai Lu had once used back on Blue Star.
Her Mental Strength silently reached out, like the most nimble of hands, and manipulated the surrounding light.
In the eyes of Long Jingyun and Long Xueqi, the Flame Dragon was roaring, launching a suicidal charge at Long Jingyun with reckless abandon.
But in reality.
Under the cover of that dazzling fiery light, Lin Fan—in Long Ningshuang’s naked, scale-covered human form—had already appeared silently beside the heavily injured Long Yan.
She hoisted the stunned Long Yan onto her shoulder without the slightest hesitation.
“Go!”
A single word, cold and resolute.
She turned, transforming into an afterimage, and flew rapidly into the dark depths of the forest.
However.
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“Trying to run?”
Long Jingyun’s icy voice seemed to come from the depths of hell.
Although he was deceived by the Flame Dragon’s illusion, his combat instincts as a seventh-level expert still made him sense that something was amiss.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed the fleeting black shadow.
Without even a moment for a second thought, his hand swept to his waist, and a short, entirely black sword that radiated an ominous aura appeared in his hand.
Without any hesitation, he flicked his wrist.
Swoosh!
The short sword transformed into a black bolt of lightning, invisible to the naked eye. It shot out late but arrived first, accurately striking the fleeing back!
As Lin Fan fled for her life, alarm bells screamed in her mind!
She wanted to dodge, but carrying a person on her shoulder greatly affected her evasion speed.
More importantly, the short sword was too fast!
Pfft!
A dull thud of a blade sinking into flesh.
Lin Fan’s body suddenly stiffened.
A bone-chilling cold spread from her back through her entire body in an instant.
She lowered her head and saw a black sword tip protruding from her chest, stained with her warm, green blood.
An indescribable sense of weakness, accompanied by an agonizing pain as if her very soul was being torn out, washed over her.
“Damn it…”
Lin Fan gritted her teeth. Instead of stopping, she squeezed out the last ounce of strength in her body, and her speed surged once more!
It was also at this moment.
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The Flame Dragon illusion entangling Long Jingyun completed its final mission.
BOOM!!!!
A world-shaking, deafening roar.
The entire illusion detonated, turning into a massive flash bomb!
An intensely blinding white light instantly swallowed Long Jingyun’s vision, and the terrifying shockwave of energy forced even him back several steps.
“Bastard!”
The light lasted for a long time.
When the light faded and Long Jingyun’s vision returned, there was no sign of the Flame Dragon.
The two fleeing figures had also long since vanished at the edge of the forest.
“Lord Jingyun!”
Long Xueqi ran over in a sorry state, a trickle of blood still at the corner of her mouth.
Long Jingyun’s face was so dark it looked like water could drip from it. He slowly raised a hand, wiping away a tear that had seeped from the corner of his eye, which had been burned by the flash.
Two sixth-level ants had actually managed to escape from right under his nose.
This was the first time he had been played like this since he had reached the seventh level.
“Xueqi, go after them,” his voice was cold, devoid of any emotion.
“Yes!” A sick fanaticism lit up Long Xueqi’s eyes again.
“No need to rush.” Long Jingyun looked in the direction the two had disappeared, a cruel arc forming on his lips. “Struck by my Soul-Devourer, she won’t live for long.”
He paused, a murderous glint flashing through his golden eyes.
“Find them, and dispose of them both.”