Chapter 657 Spreading Mist
Chapter 657 Spreading Mist
Erend and Eccar didn't know. They didn't even realize.
The fire raging within their hearts felt natural like a righteous fury that demanded release because they are fighting the annoying but also strong opponents. It fueled their relentless attack and so driving them to attack again and again.
There was no space for thought and no room for doubt in their mind. The enemy before them was strong, and the rage bubbling inside their cores whispered that it was justified. They had to destroy to win againts them, no matter the cost.
Eccar's strikes became more monstrous now, his claws carving through the battlefield like blades of molten rock with slightly dark red light lining it. Each swing sent shockwaves that ripped through the ground, spewing magma and ash into the air.
His massive tail swept wide, breaking Krevak's golden barriers and forcing him further and further back.
Krevak's once-smug grin faltered as the relentless attacks bore down on him. He threw up golden flames in wild arcs in the effort of trying to defend himself but the Earth Dragon was unstoppable in front of him.
Eccar's molten veins glowed brighter with every move, his sheer fury turning him into an elemental juggernaut.
Krevak's back slammed against a charred tree that miraculously still standing, his golden flames sputtering. His coat that once shimmering with golde fire power now bore burns and tears. For the first time, Krevak's confidence cracked.
"This — this is impossible!" Krevak hissed with trembling voice.
But Eccar did not hear his words. He roared, his amber eyes blazing with unyielding hatred as he raised a molten claw, ready to strike the final blow at him.
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On the other side of the chaotic battlefield of the golden flame and molten earth, Erend's power also surged. His lightning that was once bright white and blue had twisted into a thick red streaked with black now. Each bolt lashed out like a whip, ripping apart the terrain and illuminating the ash-filled skies.
Kale, hovering defensively, grit his teeth as the red lightning slammed into his shield of shadows. The force of Erend's attacks pushed him further and further back.
Krevak clenched his fists, frustration boiling within him.
"This must be Kale's doing," he growled under his breath, his teeth grinding together. The mist wasn't just an environmental hindrance — it carried an unnatural weight that pressed down on his chest and dulled a little bit of his vision.
Though the golden flames flickering around him provided some light, but the darkness seemed alive and swallowing the illumination and leaving Krevak in a dim shifting haze. His eyes locked onto Eccar's hulking figure, the molten veins glowing faintly like a beacon in the shadows.
"I bet his vision now is worse than me," Krevak thought, his lips curling into a predatory grin. "Time to turn this around."
Without hesitation, Krevak pressed his advantage. He darted around Eccar with surprising agility, his golden coat shimmering faintly in the gloom.
He unleashed bolts of golden fire, the flames streaking through the air like shooting stars before slamming into Eccar's molten hide.
Eccar roared in defiance as the firebolts struck him, searing his scales and sending bursts of molten rock flying into the air. The Earth Dragon staggered but quickly regained his footing.
The mist was affecting him too—he could feel it. The weight of the darkness clung to his molten body, sapping his strength and clouding his vision. His glowing veins dimmed slightly, their light struggling to pierce the shroud.
But Eccar's primal instincts roared louder than the shadows.
He slammed his claws into the ground, sending tremors rippling outward. Cracks formed in the earth, spewing bursts of molten lava that illuminated the battlefield for fleeting moments. Eccar spun, his massive tail whipping through the air in an attempt to catch Krevak mid-dodge.
Krevak anticipated the attack, leaping into the air with a burst of golden flames propelling him upward. He smirked as Eccar's tail slammed into empty space, the force of the swing causing a massive fissure to open below.
"You're getting slower, Earth Dragon," Krevak taunted, his voice laced with mockery.
Hovering above the battlefield, he raised his hands, golden fire swirling around his palms. With a triumphant roar, he unleashed a barrage of firebolts, each one streaking down toward Eccar like meteors.
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