The Nightblade Wolf couldn't fully dodge, and Dragon's Breath grazed its hind leg. The purplish-golden light erupted on its black fur, scorching a patch and revealing the dark red skin beneath.
On that patch of skin, a purplish-black glow was spreading at a visible rate.
The Nightblade Wolf's body stiffened abruptly. The stinging pain of Potent Poison spread from its hind leg to its back, noticeably slowing its movements. It turned its head, its crimson eyes fixed on the dragon in the air that was readjusting its posture, and the growl in its throat became deeper and more dangerous.
But the Nightblade Wolf didn't stop.
It leaped fiercely from the edge of the floating island, moving faster than any previous attempt, and unleashed a skill the moment it jumped: Shadow Claw.
Jet-black sharp claws extended from its right paw, striking fiercely at Chiying with an aura that threatened to tear through everything.
Chiying didn't take the hit head-on.
It dodged sideways in the nick of time, the Shadow Claw grazing its abdomen and leaving three faint marks on its scales. It used the momentum to slide right, weaving through the gap between two islands and ascending to a higher altitude.
The Nightblade Wolf's attack missed. It landed on the central main island, its four paws gouging deep marks into the floating island's surface. Its breathing was rapid, the Potent Poison on its left shoulder and hind leg persisted, and its stamina was being depleted little by little.
But it didn't give up.
It raised its head, its crimson eyes locked onto the dragon in the air, its body slightly lowered, and its hind leg muscles tensed, ready to pounce again.
Chiying hovered high above, its crimson eyes watching the black giant wolf below.
Death Rain was still ongoing, but the intensity of the rain had begun to weaken. The purplish-black raindrops became sparse, and the churning of the clouds was no longer as violent.
Liu Yi stood on her maglev skateboard, her gaze quickly shifting between the Death Rain clouds and the Nightblade Wolf.
“That's enough.”
“Chiying, Rising Dragon Strike.”
Chiying let out a clear dragon's roar, raising its head.
Its dark figure shot skyward, its speed reaching an extreme. The maximum speed of a fully stacked Dragon Dance erupted completely at this moment.
The Nightblade Wolf heard the dragon's roar and looked up.
It saw the figure soaring into the sky, and the golden pillar of light swooping down.
It wanted to dodge.
But it was too late.
It had just been pursuing Chiying, and its body was still caught in the inertia of its forward pounce.
Chiying's Rising Dragon Strike struck the Nightblade Wolf without a doubt.
The golden pillar of light plunged straight down from high above, unequivocally slamming into the black giant wolf's back. The Nightblade Wolf was sent flying by the immense impact force, its entire body tumbling twice in the air before crashing heavily onto the edge of the floating island behind it.
A shallow crater was formed on the floating island's surface, scattering shattered rocks.
The Nightblade Wolf lay on the ground, its back throbbing with intense pain. The defense-ignoring trait of Rising Dragon Strike had channeled the full power of the blow into its body.
Its limbs trembled, and the stinging pain of Potent Poison spread from its limbs to its entire body. But its crimson eyes remained open, still fixed on the dragon in the air.
Chiying hovered above the Nightblade Wolf, maintaining its post-dive posture.
But it didn't move.
It was in a paralyzed state.
The side effects of Rising Dragon Strike began to manifest. Chiying's body stiffened slightly, and even its tail stopped swaying. Its crimson eyes were still bright, but at this moment, it could only watch the Nightblade Wolf below.
The Nightblade Wolf saw it.
It saw Chiying's inability to move.
That dragon couldn't move now.
The Nightblade Wolf's ears twitched, and a glint flashed in its crimson eyes.
It didn't like this dragon.
This dragon was too fast, its buffs stacked too high. It couldn't catch it, couldn't hit it, and was even afflicted with Potent Poison. It hated this feeling of being toyed with.
From the start of the match until now, it had been led by the nose by this dragon.
Its stiffness at the beginning was an act, Dragon Dance was secretly stacked, Death Rain was for area suppression, and Dragon's Breath was for sustained damage. Every step was calculated, every pounce was anticipated.
It was being spun around by an Intermediate-stage pet.
A low growl rumbled in the Nightblade Wolf's throat.
It wanted to swap this dragon out. Swap it for an opponent it could reach.
The Nightblade Wolf slammed its right paw onto the floating island's surface.
A jet-black shadow extended from beneath its paw, like a black viper, rapidly gliding across the floating island's surface, instantly darting beneath Chiying.
The shadow exploded beneath Chiying.
Countless jet-black tentacles rose from the ground, like demonic claws reaching out from the abyss, coiling around Chiying's body.
Shadow Banishment.
Chiying couldn't resist; the paralysis from Rising Dragon Strike made it unable to even move a single claw. Its body was enveloped by the tentacles, transforming into a dark stream of light as it was forcibly recalled to the Beast Taming Space.
Then, another light gleamed from Liu Yi's side.
A silver-blue figure emerged from the void, landing gracefully on the edge of the floating island.
It was Ziyue.
Liu Yi stood on her maglev skateboard, her expression unchanged.
She didn't even show any surprise or panic at Chiying being forcibly recalled.
After landing, Ziyue didn't look around dazed like most pets that had been banished, nor was she flustered by being suddenly pulled into the battleground. She stood steadily on the floating island, her purple eyes quickly scanning her surroundings.
Death Rain had ended.
Ziyue, as Liu Yi had instructed yesterday, immediately cast Snowfall.
The clouds churned, and snowflakes began to fall. Large, dense flakes, imbued with an ice-blue glow, rapidly covered the entire District D Battle Zone 3.
The snowflakes fell on the Nightblade Wolf's fur, on the wound left by Rising Dragon Strike on its back, and on the spreading purplish-black traces of Potent Poison on its left shoulder and hind leg.
A chill permeated from every snowflake, seeping into its fur, into its wounds, and into its bones.
The Nightblade Wolf didn't hesitate, didn't probe.
A jet-black energy wave erupted from the Nightblade Wolf's mouth, like a black lightning bolt, blasting directly towards Ziyue.
It was Dark Pulse.
The Nightblade Wolf's instincts drove it to make the most direct response.
But immediately after casting Snowfall, Ziyue followed up with Extreme Cold Storm.
The cold aura around her body erupted fiercely.
The temperature in the entire District D Battle Zone 3 plummeted.
Ice crystals spun at high speed within the vortex, colliding head-on with the jet-black energy wave.
“Boom!”
Light exploded, and a shockwave spread outwards.
Dark Pulse was swallowed by the Extreme Cold Storm. The black energy struggled for a moment within the ice vortex, then was frozen, torn apart, and pulverized.
The Extreme Cold Storm continued to sweep towards the Nightblade Wolf, its momentum unchecked.
The Nightblade Wolf tried to dodge.
But the stinging pain of Potent Poison made its reaction half a beat too slow.
The injuries from Rising Dragon Strike made its movements less fluid.
The chill of Snowfall stiffened its limbs.
It was in that instant.
The Extreme Cold Storm devoured the Nightblade Wolf.
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