My Skill Bar is Full of Monster Skills

Chapter 520 - 278: The Power That Ignores Defense

The turbulent airflow stirred by the Black Dragon’s roar violently whipped Meredith’s hair, revealing a face of astonishment.

Her eyes widened, staring dazedly at the Black Dragon frantically shaking its head, looking as if it were in immense pain.

Though she had imagined the upcoming battle scenarios, like Raine possibly casting some kind of magic attack or using the newly acquired Warhammer to deliver a powerful strike to match the Black Dragon, perhaps even slightly suppressing it.

But she never expected this scene!

Simply one flying hammer strike, and the Black Dragon was struck in such pain it was nearly rolling on the ground!

It’s likely that severing either dragon claw would cause similar agony.

Meredith’s slightly reddened eyes reflected the silver Warhammer Counterattacker spinning rapidly as it returned from the Black Dragon towards Raine, her peripheral vision quickly noticing a familiar figure moving at high speed.

War Boots swiftly stomped the ground, splattering dirt and forming basin-sized pits as Raine, in high-speed pursuit, caught the returning Counterattacker.

In the next instant!

He suddenly leaped up, throwing the Counterattacker with his left hand again, while his right hand raised high, Protector extended behind him, like a taut bowstring.

Most notably, a towering and majestic Dwarf phantasm appeared behind Raine, crowned and wielding a pair of Warhammers!

In fact, Raine didn’t expect the special effect of assembling the two hammers—the Emperor’s Will Infusion—to be so pronounced.

It was as if the erosion energy layer on the Black Dragon’s surface didn’t exist, even its scales’ defense was weakened to an extremely low level, his first strike almost splitting the Black Dragon Soron’s head in pain, seeming to directly penetrate the Warhammer’s damage into the brain of the Black Dragon.

Therefore, upon witnessing this scene, Raine naturally launched a subsequent attack immediately without any pause.

First, in combat, he always adhered to "strike while you’re sick";

Secondly, the special effect ’Emperor Daville’s Will Infusion’ only lasts thirty seconds, a very short time, and can’t be wasted;

The last concern was the pursuing Urein Empire forces, if they were reasonable, he’d be assisting the Empire, but the problem is, Urein Empire’s operations are not like that.

If the pursuers arrive, the result might be exactly the opposite.

Thus began the opening with a massive strike!

...

Meanwhile, on the other side.

"Clang!!!"

Recently arrived, Cobaten wielded his Two-Handed Greatsword in a lightning-fast slash from above, accompanied by a piercing metallic clash and dazzling sparks, striking back the Drow Elf Guard Captain Narrell seven or eight meters.

Narrell staggered back several steps before steadying himself, his hands involuntarily trembling slightly.

"Quasi-Legend!" he murmured, his face unusually solemn.

But immediately, a black shield enveloped Narrell, as High-tier Priest Siriel intervened from the side.

In reality, at the beginning of the battle, due to the surprise attack without warning, the sudden assault by the Drow Guards caught the Empire’s elites off guard, and their pursuit rhythm was thoroughly disrupted.

Nonetheless, their good combat training and coordination, along with the arrival of Corps Commander Cobaten, quickly stabilized the battle lines.

Even with minor adjustments, the entire battle situation gradually entered the Empire’s rhythm.

It’s not that Siriel and Guard Captain Narrell were lacking strength, but numerically and in terms of high-end combat power, the Empire had the upper hand.

Indeed, Siriel and Guard Captain Narrell weren’t prepared to fight the Urein Empire’s regular army, as this small-scale conflict was completely unexpected.

Just then, suddenly!

"Roar!!!"

A clear dragon’s roar echoed from not far away.

What shocked everyone present was that the roar was filled with undisguised pain and misery!

This changed everyone’s expressions, slowing their actions, as they all looked towards the direction of the sound.

While they were fiercely battling and restraining each other here, an unknown third party was besieging the heavily injured Black Dragon.

High-tier Priest Siriel’s pupils flickered with surprise.

She first thought the Urein Empire, besides this team, might have other forces blocking the fleeing Black Dragon Soron Nairtus, but she quickly dismissed this idea.

Because with her Dark Vision boost, she could clearly see many of the Urein Empire’s elite had expressions of extreme astonishment.

Even the human Quasi-Legend suppressing Guard Captain Narrell paused momentarily.

Thus, it was evident that those intercepting the Black Dragon were not from the Urein Empire.

But regardless, her purpose was clear—to assist Black Dragon Soron, so Siriel immediately left a word and pursued:

"(In Drow Elf language) Follow me!"

The Drow Guards swiftly sought to disengage from battle and retreated immediately.

On the other side.

Cobaten’s first thought was that the main force of the Heavenly Wings had intercepted the Black Dragon, but in the next moment after calculating the time, he knew it was unlikely.

Because the Heavenly Wings are in another direction and would take at least ten minutes to arrive.

This was strange; if it were the Drow, they shouldn’t attack the Black Dragon.

As the Drow quickly retreated, Cobaten immediately ordered, "Chase!"

Thus, both groups battled as they surged towards the Black Dragon Soron’s location.

But within just two seconds, they heard another dragon’s roar—"Roar!!"

No, accurately, it was a Dragon’s lament!

What was the situation!

This unusual, clear, and ominous lamentation of impending death immediately silenced everyone on the scene.

The scattered skirmishes between the Drow Elves and the Urein Empire elites ceased, everyone paused their attacks to collectively look up in shock towards the direction of the sound.

No way, it’s been less than ten seconds, and the black dragon is already on the brink of death?

That’s impossible!!

The high-tier priest Siriel at the front widened her eyes, her lips slightly parted, feeling her mind almost blank out!

Even the typically stoic Kobatain had a look of obvious astonishment on his face at this moment.

He knew all too well the combat strength of Black Dragon Soron Nelthus.

Even though it was seriously injured, it would still take him several minutes to take it down if he were to continue the attack.

But how long has it been since the first dragon roar till now?

Less than ten seconds!

Did a legendary strongman intervene?

Or some other terrifying underground monster?

In any case, he must understand who exactly is attacking the black dragon!

This concerns the subsequent safety of officially opening the Moritan ancient tunnel by the Empire’s military.

...

Meanwhile.

Laisa, Sulfur Vine, and the five Fire Mages of the Kreit squad all had the same look of wide eyes and gaping mouths, expressions frozen in shock!

"Holy crap!" Laisa was the first to react, prolonging her words with a curse.

She excitedly grabbed Sulfur Vine’s arms, shaking them repeatedly: "Sulfur Vine, did you see that? Three hammers! Three hammers to kill a black dragon! Raine is amazing!!"

"Forget about the Silver Battle Group, I’ve never heard even the Golden Battle Group being that powerful!!"

The Kreit brothers exchanged a glance, wholeheartedly agreeing with Laisa’s words.

They also understood that it wasn’t merely the effect of those two epic-level warhammers, but Mr. Raine’s own strength had reached an exceptionally high level; otherwise, it would have been hard to achieve the earlier feat.

However, the most shocked at the moment wasn’t the Kreit squad, nor Laisa or Sulfur Vine, but the wanderer Charles, lurking a few dozen meters away on the right rear side of the black dragon.

Since receiving the warning from his companion on the verge of death, he had been hiding there without making any moves.

He knew too well that engaging in a chase with the drow elves, who possessed dark vision, in the dim Underdark would be a grave disadvantage.

Thus, from the dragon’s arrival until its fall, he witnessed the entire process clearly and thoroughly.

At that moment, a drop of saliva unknowingly slipped from a corner of Charles’ agape mouth, falling silently onto the moss-covered ground.

"Plop!"

The soft sound of it hitting the ground brought Charles back to his senses, quickly closing his gaping mouth, his eyes regaining some of their lost focus.

"How is this possible?"

"Such strength..."

"This young man..."

Charles murmured.

He could confirm a hundred percent now that the young man who hammered the black dragon to death was indeed a member of the crew he had met twice before.

But how could his strength be this formidable?

It defies logic!

"They must have an important purpose! Reporting this information up will surely earn a huge reward!"

Thinking this, a gleam flashed across Charles’ eyes, brightening his demeanor instantly.

But suddenly!

"Thunk!"

A poisoned metal crossbow arrow embedded itself into Charles’ neck, halting his murmurs, his eyes widening. It seemed he wanted to say something.

But his lips barely moved, no words came out; shortly after, large amounts of blood mixed with foam gushed from his nose and mouth as he emitted wheezing sounds, his eyes losing their light!

At this moment, a drow guard adorned in royal guard attire was proceeding rapidly while putting away his elegant hand crossbow.

He was in charge of clearing the way, unconcerned about sparing a bolt for the lurking human adventurer.

Behind him, even more shadows were fidgeting.

It was indeed the rapidly approaching entourage of Siriel and the Empire’s personnel.

...

"Phew~"

Raine wielded dual hammers, descending steadily from the air, releasing a cloud of white mist with a heavy exhale.

Behind him, the black dragon Soron, with a massive hole in its head, crumbled to the ground like a giant black mountain, causing the ground to tremble violently.

Unlike last time when it took several minutes for the icon to appear after slaying the white dragon, Raine noticed the black dragon icon appeared instantly in the sixteen-grid pouch this time.

’Indeed, previously, I had to destroy the white dragon’s heart, so the dragon’s tenacious life force lingered for a while; this time, I almost directly shattered the black dragon’s brain.’

Raine immediately rationalized the cause.

Just as Raine was about to check the black dragon icon, his ears twitched, and he instantly glanced behind him.

He discerned from several hundred meters away, there were numerous people swiftly converging towards his direction.

This prompted a slight change in Raine’s expression, causing him to quickly decide on a course of action.

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