civilwarnovels Chapter 282: Time to Strike Hard!
Chapter 282: Time to Strike Hard!
The drake didn't know exactly what had happened.It only felt an inexplicable, intense pain on its back, as if a chunk of flesh had been torn away.
Moreover, some kind of foreign energy continuously attached to the painful spot, burning its powerful body.
"ROAR!!!"
The drake spun out of control like autumn leaves.
Its tail at the rear constantly lashed toward Gauss's location, trying to throw off the enemy on its back.
Gauss chewed the last bite of meat in his mouth, revealing a satisfied expression.
This dragon's flesh was indeed excellent.
The energy was quite substantial, the richest among all the food he had eaten so far.
Even crushed magic crystals couldn't compare to this straightforward, brutal energy from a single bite of dragon meat.
However, this authentic delicacy wasn't something everyone could enjoy.
When the flesh entered the body, it was like swallowing magma carrying flames—that wild, uncontrollable energy would instantly fill your entire body.
If anyone else took a bite, they would probably be physically ignited the very next second.
But at this moment, Gauss's body was in an exceptionally powerful stacked state, just needing massive energy to stabilize itself. This bite of dragon meat solved his urgent need.
It also significantly improved his previously strained physical condition.
Gauss heard the whistling whip-like sound from behind. Without turning his head, he "saw" the trajectory of the thick dragon tail's strike in his mind as if he had eyes on the back of his head.
His reaction was swift, his body responding almost instinctively.
His feet stomped violently on the dragon's back, and in the next moment, his entire body surged forward rapidly.
Simultaneously, while in mid-air, he raised his arm flowing with pale energy.
"Magic Missile!"
A pale blue light gathered in his palm, rapidly consuming mana to expand.
This Magic Missile was different from any previous one.
It wasn't pure azure blue but overlaid with countless layers of pale energy, making this Magic Missile look like a burning, ghostly blue will-o'-the-wisp.
It was also larger in size than ordinary missiles.
But the mana compressed within it was even more powerful, emitting an unstable aura of destruction that even caused the surrounding air to violently distort, as if it would explode from being too powerful if sustained a little longer.
Just this single missile drained a large portion of the mana from Gauss's body.
And it was still continuously pouring into it.
Fortunately, the dragon meat from earlier was still releasing massive amounts of burning energy within his body, barely maintaining his energy balance.
Gauss caught this scene in his peripheral vision.
He knew that this uncontrollable energy had to be released quickly.
The energy wings behind him suddenly fully unfolded, spectacular like dragon wings, many times larger than his body.
Although it was his first time unfolding wings, guided by subconscious intuition, Gauss quickly understood how to drive this pair of energy wings.
"Whoosh!"
The wings flapped rapidly under his control.
His body left the dragon's back, maintaining flight parallel to the dragon, hovering at its side.
The super-enhanced Magic Missile in his hand grew even more powerful, simultaneously releasing an extremely strong penetrating aura.
This power represented the strongest destructive force among the skills he currently mastered.
Under the dual enhancements of Ghost Form and Sturdy Scale Bloodline, this basic offensive spell, originally merely a 1st-level common spell, had been completely transformed.
It had become an extremely unfamiliar form.
It wasn't just a simple level increase—now, both its essence and form had undergone fundamental changes.
The cold, corrosive power of Ghost Form and the destructive draconic force of Sturdy Scale Bloodline were forcibly merged, creating this brand-new composite energy magic.
At this moment, Magic Missile had become a different spell, or rather, Gauss had transformed it into a Magic Missile unique to him alone.
An ultra-powerful single-target skill with extreme penetration characteristics and sustained destructive power.
The drake below, sensing Gauss was no longer on its back, thought he had been struck away by the dragon tail.
However, the intense pressure that suddenly appeared beside it immediately made it uneasy.
It instinctively turned its head to look.
It saw that the originally unremarkable little insect had completely changed into another appearance.
Now, he looked no different from a miniature dragon.
But the threat level was far greater than before.
More attention-grabbing was the blue light in his palm that emitted a deadly threat.
The drake's beastly instincts told it something was wrong.
It flapped its wings vigorously, enduring the throbbing wound on its back, bursting forth with its fastest flight speed.
It wanted to use its rapid flight capability to leave Gauss behind.
But it also underestimated Gauss's mobility in this state.
No matter how fast it flew.
That figure remained persistently following, trailing beside it like a haunting undead spirit.
Before it could think further.
Gauss took action again.
The brand-new Magic Missile in his hand had reached its peak state.
After completing the spell preparation, Gauss didn't hesitate.
His right hand, densely covered with ghostly blue dragon scales, aimed at the drake's massive body struggling to fly forward, and thrust forward fiercely!
"The first lesson of true dragons: you must master magic!"
"BOOM—!"
After a sound resembling a dragon's roar.
The burning ghostly blue will-o'-the-wisp in his palm suddenly transformed, stretching!
The massive ghostly blue will-o'-the-wisp was no longer oval-shaped but extended into an extremely condensed, slender beam of light with pale and ghostly blue spirals intertwined.
Like the Lance of Longinus, carrying an absolute will to penetrate everything, unstoppable, judging all things, it shot toward the massive body beside him.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
The drake's beastly instincts issued the most severe warning. All its muscles instantly tensed, instinctively wanting to evade, but before this light sword, all struggling movements seemed so futile and slow.
In its terrified gaze as it turned its head.
That cold beam came closer and closer!
"Pfft!"
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
Just a crisp yet soul-piercing strange sound.
That slender, lightsaber-like beam entered the drake's body starting from its right wing.
The resilient wing capable of resisting swords and magic bombardment appeared extremely fragile before this beam, instantly pierced through.
The lightsaber continued unimpeded, piercing through its wing root bones, then the steel-like muscles beneath dragon scales, through its chest, exiting from the other side at the junction of chest and abdomen, piercing through the left wing.
"ROAR!!!"
The drake turned its head and roared.
The goblin-like creatures below were battling the remaining members of Gauss's team.
Suddenly.
The goblin-like creatures seemed to sense something. All of them instinctively stopped their actions and looked upward.
In the next moment, the goblin-like creatures witnessed a scene that shattered their faith.
Despite being a bright, sunny day, they saw a pale blue comet spanning across the sky.
The supreme king in their hearts, that majestic crimson shadow, was currently pierced through by a slender, sharp beam of light.
As if a god had thrown down a long sword, nailing the great dragon high in the sky.
"BOOM!!"
The red drake in the sky was pierced through wings and body by the beam.
All movement instantly ceased.
This attack came too suddenly.
As if suddenly losing strength, its pierced wings hung powerlessly.
The massive body lost control, like a shooting star struck down, heavily plummeting toward the vast sandy ground!
"The King... the Master is defeated!"
A goblin-like creature shaman's pupils contracted as if experiencing an earthquake, its staff clattering to the ground.
Its terror was just a microcosm of the vast goblin-like creature population.
In fact, all the goblin-like creatures looking up at that falling figure fell into an indescribable stupor.
What Gauss shot down wasn't just a drake—he shattered the king they regarded as a deity, crushed their spiritual faith.
Some fragile goblin-like creatures even directly knelt on the ground.
"BOOM!!!"
The red drake hit the ground like a meteor.
Creating a terrifying impact that made hearts tremble.
The entire world shook from it.
At the impact site, sand and dust surged skyward like a tsunami, then swept out in all directions.
Not far away, Aria and others who had evaded in advance waved away the smoke and dust.
"Cough! Cough!"
Their eyes still showed profound shock.
The scene of the drake being shot down from the sky remained frozen in their minds.
The visual and psychological impact of that moment was incredibly unforgettable.
Probably many years later, thinking of this moment, they could still immediately recall the scene in their minds.
Meanwhile, the distant drake battlefield showed no signs of stopping.
Gauss in the sky flapped his wings closely following, tracing a brilliant white light, his entire body landing precisely on the drake's body.
Surprisingly, even after suffering such severe injuries, being pierced by what Gauss temporarily named "Dragon Roar Projectile," and falling from the sky, the drake still hadn't died.
In the sunken sand pit, the drake struggled to stand up.
Shaking its head.
Currently, most of its scales had cracked all over its body, with no intact flesh visible. Dark red dragon blood gushed from countless wounds large and small, dyeing the sand below deep brown.
The wound from the "Dragon Roar Projectile" penetration was especially terrifying—completely through, with the edges showing continuous erosion. Through the wound, one could see damaged bones and internal organs.
Yet, despite such horrific injuries, it stubbornly remained alive.
Moreover, aside from the penetrating wound, the injuries all over its body from the fall were recovering at a visible rate.
The drake possessed a dragon's body—this physique's vitality was indeed terrifyingly tenacious.
However, when it sensed Gauss's feet stepping back onto its spine.
It instantly trembled throughout its body.
Pain was indeed the best teacher.
Gauss's earlier body-piercing attack completely shattered its arrogance as a "dragon."
It was like a wealthy heiress whose family went bankrupt—those once-proud crimson scales symbolizing power were now covered in cracks and wounds.
It deeply realized that the human before it wasn't like other insects it despised, but possessed absolute power sufficient to kill it.
Realizing this, fear spread from its heart, like ice water poured over its head, instantly extinguiting the anger born from severe injuries.
It twisted its neck and saw Gauss standing on its spine, those vertical pupils burning with golden flames emitting an examining gaze that made it feel panicked.
"Roar!"
This roar was no longer aggressive.
But a nearly whimpering sound squeezed from deep in its throat.
To Gauss's ears, it even sounded somewhat pleading.
Before the threat of death, draconic dignity and arrogance were worthless.
Moreover, the drake felt it had been defeated by another, more powerful member of its kind.
And temporarily submitting to a stronger individual of the same species wasn't unacceptable in draconic concepts.
It only needed to show temporary weakness, waiting for an opportunity...
But Gauss seemed not to see the pleading in its eyes.
Inside his body, due to that terrifying Dragon Roar Projectile earlier, the energy provided by the dragon meat was almost depleted.
Waves of weakness surged from deep within his body.
Gauss knew that the drake's submissive posture was only due to the current power balance between them and fear of death.
Once it realized his body was at its limit, this proud drake would erupt with even more dangerous counterattacks.
He had to maintain this overwhelming deterrence!
Gauss forcibly gathered his energy.
Not daring to dispel the stacked state of ancient bloodline's Ghost Form and Sturdy Scale Bloodline.
Those vertical pupils burning with golden flames showed not the slightest wavering, instead staring even more sharply at the drake's eyes.
He slowly bent down, raising that arm covered with deep blue scale armor.
Fingers together like a blade!
Fingertips condensed chilling energy.
"Pfft!"
His hand stabbed into the drake's scales.
"ROAR!!!"
The drake issued a mournful roar.
Gauss ignored the struggling drake below. His hand piercing its body quickly felt the scalding flesh chunks inside the drake.
"Rip!"
Gauss pulled out a bloody piece of crimson dragon meat and put it in his mouth.
[Special Stomach] provided stronger digestion ability for abnormal food, but excessive consumption could still harm the body.
But at this moment, Gauss had no time to think too much.
Side effects were for later.
Right now, he needed to face the enemy before him.
He opened his mouth and chewed fiercely.
After the meat chunk entered his mouth, it quickly released a scorching warm current, replenishing Gauss's somewhat weakened physical state.
He assessed his body condition—while energy was fully restored, attempting to release another attack of that level was still too difficult.
"Roar!!"
While he was thinking, the drake kept struggling.
But as Gauss digested the dragon meat, his body became powerful again.
This stacked state consumed energy too quickly, enough to drain him completely in normal state.
Fortunately, there was ready-made supplies right in front of him.
As for the side effects after dispelling the state, that was something to consider later.
"Thump!"
His arm transformed into a dragon claw, once again fiercely piercing into the dragon body.
"Roar!"
Seemingly hit in a painful spot by Gauss, its beastly ferocity was reignited.
Its eyes became angry again.
It had clearly shown feigned submission, yet was still painfully beaten.
Dragons have ferocity too!
It opened its dragon maw, aiming at Gauss, a flicker of flame brewing in its throat.
Seeing this, Gauss suddenly flapped his wings and leaped up.
His entire body seemed to flash to above the drake's head.
"!!!"
His charged fist struck like a heavy hammer on its rough upper jaw.
"THUMP!!"
An unstoppable force hit the dragon head.
The red drake's head was violently slammed downward by this tremendous force, heavily crashing into the ground with a dull loud noise!
Its throat, which had just gathered a flicker of flame, issued a painful grunt. The brewing breath was forcibly interrupted, only able to explode within its throat.
"The second lesson of true dragons: no easy surrender!"
Whether the drake understood or not.
It began roaring at Gauss.
One punch!
Two punches!
Three punches!
Gauss continued delivering heavy punches!
Each punch landing solidly! Blood splattering! When he got hungry, he would occasionally crouch down and take a fierce bite of meat from the drake's neck.
Truly achieving, taking from the dragon, using for the dragon.
During this, the drake also tried to struggle!
But whether it pleaded or resisted, Gauss's response remained consistent.
That was continuously delivered heavy punches!
Just like a father disciplining a rebellious teenager who became a ghost fire youth—must strike with heavy fists!
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Two figures, one large and one small, wrestled in the sand, though overall Gauss held absolute dominance.
The more the injured drake struggled, the harder and heavier Gauss's punches became!
In the distance.
Aria and others had already resumed fighting the goblin-like creatures, though their peripheral vision still watched this battlefield.
Seeing Gauss brutally beating the drake, they couldn't help but swallow.
This Gauss was really terrifying...