Chapter 610: The Nine Extremes Thunder Orb, Supporting the Strike
Boom!
A colossal thunderstorm, spanning thousands of meters, exploded in the sky above the void. The terrifying lightning currents were so intense that even from a great distance, the people of Eastern Dragon Island felt the shock. Those with weaker cultivation even felt their blood boiling from the energy surging through the air.
"What a terrifying thunderstorm!"
The chaotic battlefield on Eastern Dragon Island fell silent as every pair of eyes turned toward the thunderstorm with astonishment. Under the overwhelming destructive power of this attack, even someone as powerful as Xuan Mo looked grim.
"Could it be that boy who launched this attack?"
The Grand Elder of Western Dragon Island suddenly exclaimed, his voice filled with disbelief.
"What?!" Xuan Mo and the others flinched in surprise. It was hard to believe that such a powerful attack, which could even threaten them, had come from a mere late-stage One-Star Dou Saint.
"Impressive, indeed. As a friend of Her Majesty, the Dragon Emperor, he's truly no ordinary person. With his help, Her Majesty might have an easier time in battle," the Grand Elder of Eastern Dragon Island remarked, exchanging looks of relief with his comrades.
Meanwhile, Mo Yu quickly retreated, his gaze fixed on the explosion as his eyes narrowed slightly.
During the heat of the battle, Mo Yu had swiftly summoned his soul clone, taking advantage of the Three Dragon Kings' inability to sense their surroundings after being hit by the soul shock. The clone had snuck behind them and detonated the Nine-Colored Thunder Orb, unleashing its devastating power on the kings, trapping them within the orb's most destructive range.
Even a Four-Star Dou Saint caught off guard would be gravely injured by this combined assault. Mo Yu knew well the devastating power of his Yellow Springs Fury and the Nine-Colored Thunder. One was a specialized soul attack, and the other had raw destructive force. Combined, their power was overwhelming.
The thunderstorm raged like a natural disaster within the void, unleashing waves of electricity and destructive shockwaves. Even Mo Yu didn't dare touch the energy directly.
"The Ancient Void Dragons are known for their strong bodies. I wonder if the Thunder Orb was enough to finish them off," Mo Yu thought, his eyes flashing as he retreated quickly.
Roar!
Just as these thoughts crossed his mind, the giant thunderstorm in the distance shuddered violently. Its rotation slowed, and then a deafening dragon roar filled with murderous intent echoed from within the storm.
"They survived!"
Mo Yu's brow furrowed as he heard the roar. He had hoped to kill all three Dragon Kings in one strike, but it seemed that was too much to expect.
Boom!
Moments after the roar, a massive dragon claw, tens of meters long, ripped out of the storm. Following it, three colossal dragons, each over a thousand meters in length, emerged from the thunderstorm, their blood-red eyes filled with hatred as they glared at Mo Yu.
These three enormous dragons were the true forms of the Three Dragon Kings. However, they looked extremely battered.
Their giant bodies were covered in flowing rivers of blood, and large chunks of their dragon scales—each the size of a person—had been blasted off. Deep wounds, like trenches, crisscrossed their bodies, with glimpses of bone visible beneath the bloodied flesh.
Though the Dragon Kings had survived Mo Yu's Yellow Springs Fury and the thunderstorm, they had paid a heavy price.
"You little wretch! I'll make you wish you were dead!" one of the Dragon Kings roared. Their enormous presence filled the void, making even the heavens tremble. Their voices boomed like thunder, echoing through the vast expanse of space.
With a ferocious roar, the three Dragon Kings opened their giant mouths, and three massive beams of light, hundreds of meters wide, shot toward Mo Yu.
The beams carried immense destructive power. If they hit, Mo Yu would surely be reduced to ash.
"Dark Thunder, manifest!"
The beams of light sealed off every escape route. At this critical moment, Mo Yu's expression turned serious, and he spat out nine bolts of Dark Thunder. The bolts rapidly expanded into massive currents of electricity, like apocalyptic lightning.
Having restored the Black Lotus Heart Lightning to its peak, Mo Yu now controlled all nine peak-level Thunder Strikes. Though most of these Thunder Strikes ranked lower, when unleashed together, their combined power was terrifying.
The powerful warriors battling on Eastern Dragon Island saw this and couldn't help but pale, feeling deep apprehension toward the deadly energy Mo Yu had summoned.
As the nine bolts of Thunder Strikes appeared, Mo Yu's expression hardened. His hands formed a rapid series of seals, and under his control, the nine devastating bolts of Thunder Strikes soared into the sky like nine flying dragons. Then, like twisting vines, they began to intertwine and fuse together.
Since gaining the assistance of Little Gold, Mo Yu had rarely fused the Thunder Orb. It wasn't because he had no reason to do so, but rather because the fusion of all nine Thunder Strikes was exceedingly complex. Even Little Gold struggled to handle it perfectly. Only Mo Yu, the true master of these Thunder Strikes, could complete the fusion and unleash their full destructive power.
As Mo Yu carefully controlled the fusion, a series of earth-shattering explosions rang out across the sky...
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The devastating energy of the fused Thunder Strikes spread through the void, creating powerful ripples in space. A towering mountain in the distance was shattered by the shockwave, and its severed peak was left smooth as glass.
Brilliant nine-colored lightning surged across the blue sky, rolling like thunderous waves. In an instant, the entire sky crackled with electricity, transforming the heavens into a sea of lightning.
On Eastern Dragon Island, countless warriors stared dumbfounded at the terrifying lightning storm sweeping across the sky. Even though the island was miles away, the electric currents still struck fear deep into their hearts.
The entire Eastern Dragon Island fell silent. Every Ancient Void Dragon warrior swallowed nervously, a wave of dread rising from the depths of their souls. If the storm had been any closer to the island, it might have shattered the entire place.
It was said that the Ancient Dragon Island had once been a single entity, but during a fierce battle, an Eight-Star Dou Saint had torn it apart, splitting it into the four islands of the North, South, East, and West, creating the current structure of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan.
"What kind of One-Star Dou Saint can unleash such a terrifying attack…" The warriors couldn't help but shiver, their hearts filled with despair.
Although East Dragon Island was only a quarter of what Ancient Dragon Island once was, to have it shattered by such a terrifying attack would be something not even a Five-Star Dou Saint could easily accomplish.
In the vast blue void, waves of thunder rippled out from the explosion point, engulfing the surrounding void and turning it pitch black.
At the same time, the nine terrifying black lightning bolts had disappeared, replaced by an enormous thunder orb, over a hundred feet wide.
Unlike the rushed fusion of the nine black lightning bolts from before, this new "Nine Extremes Thunder Orb" was not only larger, reaching hundreds of feet, but its power was also even more terrifying!
The three Dragon Kings watched in utter shock. Even with their strength, they felt an overwhelming sense of dread as they looked at the massive thunder orb, a fear born from their instincts toward such a powerful force.
"Nine Extremes Thunder Orb!"
At that moment, the newly formed thunder orb was officially named by Mo Yu. With a sharp command from him, the gigantic thunder orb had just taken shape when a pillar of light streaked toward it like lightning, colliding with a deafening boom!
"Boom!"
At the moment of impact, the world fell silent. From the Nine Extremes Thunder Orb, a violent and terrifying power erupted. In the next instant, with a crackling sound, the massive pillar of light shattered into pieces.
"Bang! Bang!"
After the first attack, two more pillars of light followed in quick succession, but the result was the same. Against the enormous and terrifying thunder orb, those attacks were utterly powerless.
"Boom! Boom!"
After crushing the attacks of the three Dragon Kings, the hundreds-of-feet-wide Nine Extremes Thunder Orb silently cut through the void. Not even a whisper of wind accompanied it, yet this quiet movement caused the scales of the three Dragon Kings to stand on end in fear.
The gigantic thunder orb hurtled toward the three Dragon Kings, and just as it was about to enter a hundred-foot radius of them, the previously calm orb suddenly became violent. It began to spin rapidly, expanding at an alarming rate, and then…
An uncontrollable, earth-shattering explosion ripped through the void!
"Boom!"
Destructive energy spread out from the explosion, causing the empty space to ripple like a tsunami. The entire area above East Dragon Island suffered massive destruction. Hundreds of massive black cracks, hundreds of feet long, appeared one after another, making the scene terrifying to behold.
At the same time, East Dragon Island itself began to shake violently, as though it had been struck by a massive blow. Mountains collapsed, countless grand palaces were destroyed by the shockwaves, and the once vast ground cracked open into enormous ravines, stretching thousands of feet, like a giant maw splitting the island.
Seeing this, many powerful beings were filled with horror. The explosion had occurred thousands of miles away in the endless void, yet it still had such a devastating effect. If that thunder orb had struck East Dragon Island directly, it wouldn't just shatter—it would have likely been split into several smaller islands.
At this thought, all the powerful members of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan couldn't help but gulp. Despite their pride, a deep fear had taken root in their hearts—an instinctual submission to overwhelming power.
In the endless void above, the nine-colored lightning spread for miles before gradually dissipating. The sky above revealed the three Dragon Kings, now in a state of utter disarray.
Their once hard scales had been shattered, with more than half of them broken off. Dark red blood seeped from their bodies, falling like rain to the ground below.
Beneath the broken scales, horrifying wounds were visible, spreading across their entire backs. In some places, you could even faintly see their white bones.
Among them, the West and South Dragon Kings had both lost two of their claws to the violent explosion. Only half a claw remained, blood gushing from their wounds. The arrogance that once shone in their triangular eyes had disappeared, replaced by pure terror. Their pitiful and battered appearance left no trace of their former pride.
Even the North Dragon King, whose strength approached that of a Four-Star Dou Saint, did not fare much better. Since he was the strongest, he had been at the center of the explosion and endured the brunt of the force. The once magnificent and imposing dragon horns on his head had been reduced to nearly nothing, leaving him bald and stripped of all his grandeur.
More importantly, the North Dragon King's energy was incredibly weak. Even at the peak of a Three-Star Dou Saint, he couldn't withstand the power of the Nine Extremes Thunder Orb.
"Bang!"
As the three Dragon Kings were heavily injured, a violent ripple spread through the void once more. Suddenly, a graceful figure with purple hair appeared, walking calmly through the air. In her hand, she held a golden sword, which seemed to flow like liquid, emanating a quiet yet devastating power.
It was none other than Zi Yan. However, an alarming aura now surrounded her, one that made hearts race in fear. This aura appeared to originate from the golden, liquid-like sword in her hand.
"The Dragon Slayer Sword?! How is it possible that you can summon the Dragon Slayer Sword?!"
Seeing the golden sword, the South Dragon King was snapped out of his daze by the pain of his severed claw. His eyes fixed on the liquid-like golden sword in Zi Yan's hand, and they suddenly shrank to the size of pinholes as he let out a terrified scream of disbelief.
Beside him, the West Dragon King was equally shocked. His bloodshot eyes filled with overwhelming terror as he looked at the golden sword Zi Yan held. His entire body trembled uncontrollably, and fear once again gripped his face.
However, the North Dragon King let out a cold snort. He endured the pain coursing through his body and gave Zi Yan a disdainful look before turning to Mo Yu with a sinister smile, "Hahaha, so what if you have the Dragon Slayer Sword? Things have come this far; there's no hope left for the Three Dragon Islands.
Who would have thought that we, the mighty Three Dragon Kings, would not fall at the hands of the Dragon Emperor, but to a mere human boy?"
Zi Yan glanced at the three heavily injured Dragon Kings in astonishment. The once fearsome and proud Dragon Kings now lay pitifully in the void, like sickly insects. Her beautiful, delicate face was filled with shock.
But soon, her expression shifted as she seemed to realize something. Her face kept changing, and finally, she looked toward Mo Yu with a complex gaze.
Her eyes revealed a mix of emotions—shock, surprise, and a hint of frustration, as if to say, "I spent ten minutes charging my ultimate move, only for you to steal the kill?"
Mo Yu smiled faintly, helplessly shrugging his shoulders.
There was nothing he could do; after all, even support players can't help getting a triple kill sometimes… (End of Chapter)
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