A Dragon against the Whole World

Chapter 387 - 315: Legendary Follower, Humanoid Beatdown_3

Alberto gently flexed his fingers, and the ancient oath runes on his arm glowed and seamlessly merged into the Spear of Conquest, a symbol of power and oath, which he grasped firmly.

He looked at the imposing figure across from him and, without fear, asked aloud, "Galos, are you ready?"

Opposite him, Galos didn’t respond; he simply started to move.

He stretched his thick, long arms, lightly balancing on the balls of his feet as he crossed and touched the ground, his body swaying and lightly hopping like the most agile of leopards. Each movement was filled with explosive power and amazing coordination.

This unexpected agility caused the confidence on Alberto’s face to falter slightly, and a tinge of unease suddenly rose in his heart.

A dragon that has just mastered the Transformation Technique, taking human form for the first time, struggling to crawl on all fours like a beast, would be a normal sight.

But what was he seeing?

Galos’s movements were not the slightest bit awkward or sluggish, his steps so light as if he had long been accustomed to this body!

"Let’s begin."

Galos stopped his warm-up, his voice calm and unwavering.

His knees bent slightly, and the muscles on his calves, wound tight like steel cables, suddenly straightened, even emitting a bone-chilling creaking sound.

The next moment—

Crackling! Crackling!

Dazzling golden lightning mixed with Dragon Qi erupted from his towering figure, surging and boiling! The ferocious energy even made his black-red hair stand on end, dancing wildly along with the aura and lightning.

The accumulated snow around him instantly vaporized and disappeared, while the frozen earth beneath cracked and collapsed under the pressure, creating a massive pit.

As the deafening explosive sound finally reached Alberto’s ears, the black-red lightning that Galos had transformed into had already torn through the wind and snow, arriving right in front of him.

So fast!

Alberto’s pupils contracted sharply, and purely relying on his battle-hardened instincts, he instinctively raised the Spear of Conquest to block in front of him.

Boom!!!

A heavy sound, like a drumbeat, exploded, and a visible shock wave of white air spread out from the center around both of them, aggressively scattering snow everywhere!

What terrified Alberto even more were the two pitch-black arms made entirely of condensed Dragon Qi that appeared out of nowhere behind Galos, joining his body’s own arms. Together, four arms unleashed hundreds of fist imprints like a torrential storm in an instant.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

The Spear of Conquest in Alberto’s hands trembled violently under the mighty blows, almost flying out of his grip, and he staggered back under the fierce assault, leaving deep footprints in the frozen earth with every step.

Before he could steady himself, he saw Galos use his left leg as a pivot to fiercely twist his waist and hips.

His right leg, with bulging muscles and knotted veins, swung like the true tail of a Giant Dragon, tearing through the air with a terrifying whistling sound, heavily crashing down.

No escape!

Boom!

All Alberto could feel was an irresistible force hitting him, his entire body thrown into the air uncontrollably like a projectile, crashing toward the sky.

Almost at the same time as he was kicked away, the ground beneath Galos exploded again.

His robust frame shot into the sky, chasing down the airborne, powerless Alberto with a swiftness that defied logic, his right leg raised high, surrounded by glaring golden lightning, like a battle-axe, crashing down with earth-splitting might.

Smash—!

Alberto was slammed back to the ground like a meteor, stirring up plumes of snowy dust.

As he struggled to rise, that colossal figure descended like a Demon God, stomping down with unbeatable might.

In the nick of time, a phantom of a crown appeared atop Alberto’s head, bursting with brilliant light as he narrowly rolled away, avoiding the deadly stomp.

"It’s over! It’s all over!"

"Why is his human form so adept?! It’s nothing like a first time!"

"I worked so hard! I was so close to paying off my debt! Now I have to start over, and it’s even more!"

Alberto raged frantically in his heart, yet an uncontrollable, bizarre expression that was more twisted than crying spread across his face, a despairing mix of laughter and tears.

He could see clearly the outcome of his miserable defeat.

If it weren’t for the presence of many Giant Dragons around, he might have considered conceding right then and begging Galos to at least halve his debt!

Immediately.

Alberto gritted his teeth tightly, focusing all his spirit, discarding all distractions, fully devoting himself to fending off Galos’s storm-like continuous attacks.

In his human form, Galos still maintained an overwhelming power and speed that was despair-inducing, his attacks like never-ending waves relentlessly battering Alberto, who could barely defend, with no strength to counter.

Alberto had completely abandoned any thoughts of counterattacking.

All he hoped was to endure for a while longer, not to lose too quickly or embarrassingly, to regain a tiny bit of dignity.

As time passed.

The solid earth below continued to shatter and collapse with each of Galos’s stomps and Alberto’s impacts, while the surrounding wind and snow were ceaselessly torn apart and scattered by the ferocious energy.

Under the silent and focused eyes of the many Giant Dragons watching from the sky, this battle, nearly a one-sided beating, slowly reached its inevitable conclusion.

After what felt like an eternity of a few more minutes.

Clang!

The Spear of Conquest in Alberto’s hand was finally sent flying by a heavy punch, spinning as it landed in the distant snowy ground.

Immediately after, Galos’s fist, imbued with terrifying power, brutally shattered the dim aura of Holy Armor surrounding Alberto, unrelentingly landing on his face, once handsome but now bruised and swollen.

Bang!

The last especially fierce and heavy straight punch landed squarely on Alberto’s chest!

Blarg!

Alberto spat out a mouthful of golden Dragon Blood, his body flying uncontrollably backward like a kite with a broken string.

In the air, as a burst of intense magical light flickered, he could no longer maintain his human form, forced to reveal his massive Golden Dragon form, crashing heavily to the ground, rolling to carve a long trench until he collided with a small snow-covered hill, finally coming to a stop, eyes closed, as if he had completely passed out.

"Was he that fragile?"

Galos frowned slightly, retracting the roiling Dragon Qi and lightning around him, somewhat perplexed.

He thought that, while he wasn’t being gentle, he shouldn’t have beaten Alberto into a complete stupor; with a Golden Dragon’s physique, he should’ve resisted for a while longer.

In fact, his judgment was entirely correct.

To escape the harsh reality, the noble Golden Dragon Alberto, after a fierce internal struggle of a mere zero-point-one seconds, resolutely chose to feign unconsciousness.

In the past, his proud, straightforward self, who viewed honor as life, would never have done something so undignified.

But now.

In his feigned unconsciousness, Alberto silently chanted in his heart: escaping may be shameful, but it’s effective.

ps: It’s the end of the month, requesting a monthly ticket ah ah ah!