Chapter 839: Chapter 47: The Final Lesson
To be precise, someone shot a Mind Line at them, fighting with Medea for the control. Although this kind of struggle usually doesn’t quickly decide a winner, her Mind Line happened to snap at this moment, causing the control to immediately change hands.
The reason for this break is that Medea was momentarily despondent, her Spirituality and Will not focused enough.
But how could such a coincidence happen!
The Enchanting Demon suddenly seemed to realize something and angrily looked towards Miel in the distance.
Miel, while holding the bewildered Mia, subtly shook her head at her.
The Half-elf Girl’s eyes seemed to say.
Even for… for our daughter…
How could I possibly give up at this moment!!!
At this moment, Nora and Peggy, who had their control shifted, were already swiftly launching an attack on the Bronze Dragon.
The former used a weakening degeneration skill, while the latter employed the ultimate move [Curse Death].
In front of the Bronze Dragon, Eleanor and Sigrdrifa were also using all sorts of means to attack.
The former aimed to defeat the Bronze Dragon, while the latter was merely fighting for survival.
Medea raised her white neck, gritted her teeth, and used all her Spirituality to unleash her only attack ultimate move.
The invisible Spirit Storm exploded in all directions, directly hitting everyone from the nearby Miel, Mia, Peggy, and Nora, to the distant Sigrdrifa and the Bronze Dragon!
Even Eleanor, who possessed [Unyielding Will] and could be immune to Mind type control effects, was so impacted by Medea’s full Spirituality burst of Spirit Explosion that her consciousness became unbalanced, almost causing her to lose her footing.
Only Aske… after plundering the Unyielding Holy Sword State, Aske, who was radiating golden light, managed to withstand the impact of this [Spirit Burst], and even used the momentum to rush in front of the Bronze Dragon.
Standing before the BOSS stunned by the Spirit Explosion.
His right hand held a sword, and with one Star Nine Forms. Life Destruction, he slashed away a chunk of the Bronze Dragon’s remaining health; his left hand pulled out Peggy’s [Curse Death] black light, ready to slap it onto the Bronze Dragon.
However, the final [Curse Death] was never slapped down, because time seemed to stop at this very moment.
Sigrdrifa stood on his right, maintaining a posture of clutching her head, expression pained with clenched teeth; Eleanor stood on his left, face furious, blood trickling from her mouth and nose, her right hand still gripping a Will-conjured Long Spear, poised to thrust at the Bronze Dragon—both were in a motionless state, as if ancient Solomon’s sculptures.
The Bronze Dragon, in the almost halted flow of time, got up and looked at this tiny human male in front of it, then lowered its arrogant head.
“Aske Lepeios Achilles, bloodline from the East and a soul beyond time, you have earned my recognition and submission.”
“What… do you desire?”
Aske silently watched it.
After a moment, his lips parted slightly:
“I will take you back.” The Bronze Dragon continued to lower its head, gently nudged the ground in front of him, “Along the path you came.”
“That is not something I can foresee.” The Bronze Dragon emitted a buzzing sound, like a morning bell and evening drum, “I can only send you out of this world, but I cannot bring you back from the other side. Your world… is positioned at a low potential point in space-time, coming here is much more troublesome than going back.”
Aske remained silent, seeming to hesitate.
“Of course, since you were able to come from the other side once, there must be a way to come again.” The Bronze Dragon continued, “I have captured… your traces… in the river of time.”
“…in the distant future.”
I will definitely return.
Aske turned to look at the other girls.
Their figures were engulfed in the blizzard, but Aske believed he had seen them: Nora, Peggy, Miel, Mia, Theodora…
And Medea… and the child in her belly, their child.
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Aske turned back, and the Bronze Dragon submissively lowered its neck to the ground.
He straddled the neck made of metallic scales, grabbing a protruding spike on the neck.
Then the Bronze Dragon soared into the sky, wings flapping violently, letting out a resonant call that shook the heavens, then spiraled towards the gigantic wormhole unfolding above the blizzard.