Six-Armed Serpent Demon

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Within the black smoke, two pairs of red, gleaming vertical pupils looked down, meeting the gaze of Berlik, who was looking up.

The eyes of these four dragons seemed to hold boundless rage and chaos.

The moment the dragon paladin met their gaze, his mind went blank. He felt as if his soul had been brutally torn into countless pieces, each piece fighting against the others, and all his unwavering willpower was rendered futile.

He screamed wildly, his body convulsing erratically, his limbs flailing uncontrollably.

However, at that moment, a column of water several meters high suddenly shot straight up from the sea at the dock opposite the gate of the warehouse area!

“Great…”

Berlik stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded as he watched the dragon's shadow shoot into the sky, accompanied by a column of water.

The moment the dragon's shadow appeared, the dragon paladin regained his senses, and the "confused gaze" effect inflicted on him by the two-headed red dragon vanished without a trace.

"A bronze dragon..."

The dragon that launched the attack from underwater on the two-headed red dragon was an extremely old bronze dragon.

It was quite large, but compared to the two-headed red dragon, which was the size of the Flying Mountain Range, it looked like a frail old man. Its bronze scales were dull and lifeless, the horn and spikes on the right side of its head were broken off, and even its dim yellow dragon eye was reduced to only one on the left.

However, the bronze dragon's soaring momentum and unwavering decisiveness were in no way inferior to the majestic red dragon.

The old dragon soared into the sky, opening its massive, flashing mouth upwards.

Lightning flashed between its sharp teeth; that was the bronze dragon's signature move, "Lightning Breath."

However, it did not exhale any breath.

Solemn dragon language echoed above Fire Harbor; it was clearly dragon magic, which no other race could master.

Only then did the two-headed red dragon notice the commotion beneath it, and it responded with a threatening roar. But it was too late.

The two-headed red dragon's body was so enormous that it was somewhat clumsy.

The incantation of dragon magic coalesced in the mouth of the bronze dragon.

The energy of the lightning breath was instantly decomposed and transformed. When the dragon's breath burst out of its mouth, it turned out to be a beam of negative energy flashing with black arcs of electricity!

That was the ninth-circle arcane spell "Breath of Weakening" from dragon magic, which transforms dragon breath into negative energy, creating a wide-area "draining" effect to significantly weaken the enemy's life force. This spell is far more deadly than "draining": there is no effective way to resist the effect of "draining," while dragon breath, as a supernatural ability, can penetrate all magical resistance.

"Awoooooo!" "Hahahaha!"

The negative energy dragon breath struck the two-headed red dragon squarely in the abdomen, forcing both of its heads to roar at the same time, which then turned into chuckles.

"Push harder!" "One-eyed blind man."

The strange dragon language boomed and echoed through the sky, as two voices, one high and one low, were vying to speak: "You don't think that 'this little trick' can defeat me, do you?"

Before the words were finished, two enormous dragon heads suddenly descended onto the bronze dragon's belly, one on each side, biting its left shoulder and right wing. Its voice was indistinct, filled with malice and glee: "A few little mice," "having a meeting," "huddled together," "thinking," "they could defeat me," "good heavens," "torn in two by me," "blind man."

As the two red dragon heads bit down on the bronze dragon at the same time, they exerted their strength from both sides, causing countless drops of golden dragon blood to scatter and fall all over the sky.

However, there was no trace of pain in the ancient bronze dragon's grand voice.

“You don’t have that chance,” it said, “Hayslatti.”

As it spoke, the air above Fire Harbor suddenly froze, and the temperature plummeted.

One of the two-headed dragon's heads released the bronze old dragon and roared in fury.

Its red scales were covered with a layer of extremely cold white frost.

The six-armed serpent demon watching from afar was astonished to see a piece of floating ice emerge from the sea beneath the two intertwined dragons, and then it immediately spread rapidly in all directions, freezing the sea near the port in the blink of an eye.

She quickly looked into the distance.

What was once visible as vast swathes of flame spread rapidly from the warehouse district, igniting nearly half of the port. As far as the eye could see, all that remained was a white expanse of ice and snow!

The bronze dragon's voice rang out: "You are stronger than me, Hesladi. But now, it's three against one."

The six-armed serpent demon watched intently, but then a long-lost voice came from the distant top city, startling her at first. Then, she was furious but cautious, retreating from the deck into the bridge of the pilgrimage ship.

"I am Zaire, and on behalf of the Kingdom of Samarachi, I extend my greetings to Your Majesty Heslati."

Before he finished speaking, the six-armed serpent demon saw, as far as the eye could see, a figure shimmering with golden light swaying as it walked across the floating ice on the sea.

The next instant, the man suddenly swung his hand forcefully, and golden light streaked across the sky, striking one of the two-headed red dragon's heads!

The six-armed serpent demon saw that it was a bronze-cast ancient Assyrian-style scimitar.

The red dragon's two heads emitted earth-shattering howls and laughter.

"What an idiot, how could he get hit like that?"

The uninjured head laughed loudly, and without the two heads arguing, the two-headed red dragon's speech became much more fluent: "We've been waiting for you, Gilkin. Very well, today you will all die together!"

Chapter 80 Heslatti's Conspiracy

The six-armed serpent demon reborn cautiously retreated through the watertight door of the bridge and came to the corridor inside the bridge.

This pilgrimage ship was the property of the Ottokan family, and Losques had decorated the bridge interior with extraordinary luxury. The corridor floors were covered with thick velvet carpets, but she had no interest in admiring them.

A surge of intense rage and grief left her breathless, but the faster she breathed, the more she felt as if she were suffocating. Suddenly, she felt dizzy, her ears rang, the world spun around her, and even her vision blurred.

How ridiculous! Demons can also suffer from hyperrespiratory alkalosis, or is it a physiological habit brought over from their previous life as Earthlings?

She gave a self-deprecating laugh, closed her eyes, reached out to hold onto the wall, and held her breath.

—Stay calm and take it slow.

She thought silently in her mind.

Stop being angry at him; he doesn't deserve it.

She silently counted to ten and felt like she had returned to normal.

Suddenly the ship began to rock violently, groaning as if it were about to collapse under the strain.

The six-armed snake demon stood firmly in the corridor like a nail.

She looked out the door and saw a huge block of ice crashing onto the deck from one side, causing the bow to suddenly sink, and then sliding off the deck to the other side, causing the bow to suddenly rise.

A tremendous howl and a rumbling laugh came from above, seemingly close at hand yet also far away.

"Thinking about it, it's really nostalgic; a thousand years have passed."

That was Haislatti's voice, "You dare to oppose me! Send your paladin lackeys to take my meal!"

The bronze dragon calmly said, "That's not your meal; that's the lives of ten thousand people!"

"Just ten thousand meals!"

Haisrati said, "But your little female dragon is a fool. She easily fell into my trap for immortality, offering her soul to me. I cultivated her body into my clone, and cast a curse on you while you were being intimate... Do you like my grand gift, one-eyed blind man? I'm really surprised you've survived this long, hahaha—oh oh!"

The intense electric light illuminated the deck with a bright white glow.

Haislati continued his rant: "...Samarach's little rascal, you hit me! Was that force meant to care for my scales?"

She narrowed her emerald green vertical pupils.

From the moment she saw the two-headed red dragon appear, she decided to give up getting involved in the matter.

This is too dangerous. Even leveling up requires a certain order. This kind of interdependence is something she can't get involved in right now.

— But why is it possible for him?

—Has this bastard grown so powerful?

Her thoughts were in turmoil when she heard a strange, arrogant voice reply: "Is your only skill to move your lips?"

“Oh, and you too, Gilerkin, I know you’re a fool.”

The sudden increase in volume from above made her skull vibrate.

"You think I don't know about your alliance with Grazt? You think Grazt is so easily dealt with? You one-eyed blind man, look how depraved you have become! Look at your allies! If you have the energy to associate with demons and devils, you might as well join me in my evil ways! Ah—"

Haislati suddenly roared, as if he had suffered some kind of loss again.

A booming voice, like that of a bronze dragon, rang out: "Today you will not escape death."

Haislatti burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, you think," its voice boomed between heaven and earth, "that Haislatti is a fool, Haislatti, that all he knows is to charge in recklessly and fight you to the death, is that it?"

Two shrill voices of different pitches rang out simultaneously:

"Three little idiots," "my trump card," "you'll soon see," "in an instant," "you'll all die without a burial place!"

The six-armed serpent demon, now disguised as El, turned and headed towards the lower deck.

She had no interest in wasting time watching the battle. The combat level of those four beings outside was far too high; she couldn't even understand it.

However, the flames of revenge burning in her heart grew ever stronger, causing her immense torment.

The reborn six-armed serpent demon gritted his teeth.

—Why not take one last gamble and see what effect the Dragon Madness Lock can actually have?

As the ship rocked violently from time to time, the six-armed serpent demon slowly descended the stairs inside the bridge.

The lower deck of the pilgrimage ship was completely dark and quiet.

The loud noises of the battle outside were mostly kept out of the cabin, with only occasional faint sounds echoing in the darkness, making the cabin seem spacious and enormous.

She finally saw it.

—Is this the "Dragon Madness Lock"?

The six-armed serpent demon reborn was stunned when he saw this thing. Then, a thought involuntarily popped into his mind: This "Dragon Madness Lock" looks so much like the "Spark Cube" from the movie "Transformers".

Dozens of deep purple cubes of varying sizes, with a metallic sheen, floated silently in the dark cabin, slowly rotating as the ship trembled.

The largest of them was about half the size of a warehouse. However, it was not intact; more than half of it was broken.

The smallest one is about the size of a human head.

The six-armed serpent demon saw that every metal cube, regardless of size, was firmly bound by bronze chains as thick as an arm, the other end of which was connected to the deck at the bottom of the ship's cabin.

She slowly approached them.

These cubes of varying sizes, suspended in the air, emitted only extremely subtle magical fluctuations. As she drew closer, she discovered that countless magical symbols and dragon language incantations were engraved on each of their surfaces.

She carefully raised one hand, extended her fingers, and slowly touched the nearest spot with her fingertips.

However, it seemed as if a repulsive force was surrounding that cube.

Before her finger even touched it, the cube floated away in the direction of her finger, its floating speed exactly matching the speed at which her finger was extended.

These strange things might be the "Dragon Madness Lock".

But what use is this thing, and how do you use it?

She stared at them intently.

Suddenly, I realized that these cubes of various sizes seem to be able to be combined to form a complete large cube. Could it be that I need to piece them together?

But she also noticed that these blocks showed no intention of clustering together.

Each block's bronze chain was long enough to allow them to collide. However, the intense fighting outside caused the ship to sway from side to side, and the bronze chains inside the cabin caused the blocks to sway back and forth, yet no two blocks ever collided.

These blocks are actually mutually repelling.

Just when she was at her wit's end, three voices rang out behind her at the same time:

“No wonder it couldn’t be activated at the designated location,” came the muffled, malice-filled voice of Heslati. “So it was you, you thief, who caused the trouble!”

The six-armed serpent demon suddenly turned around.

The man named Patrick, whom she had met once before at the casino hotel, appeared not far behind her at some point.

But now, his eyes were like two black holes, and the magical light emanating from his body was so strong that it seemed to burn her skin, causing her to feel a stinging pain all over her body.

Heslaty's voice came from Patrick's mouth: "I can smell the aura of my jewel on you... Strange, and the smell of that damn Grazt... What's your name again? Oh right, that Dol, no, El. No wonder you dared to oppose me after taking the jewel, so you had Grazt backing you up!"

His words reminded her of the olive-green, six-armed serpent demon who had once summoned her.

She asked in the voice of squad leader El, "Who are you?"

"Who am I? You actually ask me who I am?"

Haislatti's roars and sneers echoed in the cabin.

“I am one, and I am two,” his words sent a chill down her spine. “I am Patrick, and I am also Heslaty, and most importantly, I am the invincible Demon Lord Demogorgon!”

"you…"

She paused for a few seconds before asking, "You're not, I mean, Heisrati, aren't you the one outside, the king of strife and tyranny, the world representative of the Demogorgon twins?"