I Have Seven Dragon Souls In a cultivation world

Chapter 83 - Chaos 2

But even after all that, the situation didn't get much better for them.

Under Dante's Dragon aura they couldn't even fight to the best of their abilities as no matter what move they made, they could always feel a pair of cruel eyes on their back.

It always felt like some type of archaic beast was watching their every move, watching and waiting for a chance to consume them whole.

It was practically impossible for a normal person to perform their best under such conditions!

Just as the battle seemed to turn in favour of the Kinsman Clan an enraged roar rang out across the battlefield! 

"You Kinsman Clan Dogs!

How dare you kill the members of my slater clan!" 

Looking towards the origin of the cry, Dante could see an Elder from the Slater Clan flying over with completely bloodshot eyes. 

"Since you dare to take the lives of the Slater Clan, you must pay with your own!

Tidal wave!" 

"Rumble! Rumble!"

The ground shook as a geyser of water erupted from the floor, turning into a wave of water the size of a two-storey building! 

In front of an attack from a Martial Journeyman Realm Clan Elder, The disciples of the Kinsman Clan were completely helpless and could only watch on as the terrifying force of nature hurtled towards them. 

Dante couldn't just sit and watch as the Kinsman Clan members were killed right in front of him! 

Rushing to the front of the crowd, Dante burst into a bright ball of red light as countless particles of Fire elemental Spirit Energy poured towards him

"Breath of the Red Dragon!" 

"Roar!" 

A blinding cone of flames burst out Dante's mouth rushing towards the oncoming wave 

"Bang!" 

The two opposing elements met in a terrifying clash of energy, releasing a blinding wave of steam as the two attacks cancelled each other out. 

The Slater clan elder was furious!

To think that a Martial Novice realm disciple even dared to stop his attack. 

But after his anger calmed down, all he felt was an unparalleled sense of worry.

If the kid in front of him already had strength to match him at such a young age, imagine what level of strength the boy could reach within a few more years? 

If that boy was allowed to grow for a few more years there would be no future for the Slater Clan inside of Brightsteel City! 

The Elder didn't think about it anymore and rushed towards Dante with an unparalleled killing intent! 

But Before the Elder could reach Dante, a muscular red haired figure appeared in between them smashing at the Elder with a gigantic warhammer! 

"Bang!" 

The Slater Clan elder's body ragdolled as it was sent flying by the terrifying impact 

"Elder Harlan!" Exclaimed Dante in shock 

Turning back towards Dante, Elder replied with a smile on his face 

"From what you've done so far, I can see that you've done a decent job at protecting the Clansmen so far." 

 But as Elder Harlan continued speaking a serious expression appeared on his face 

"Patriach Gavin needs you to speed up the evacuation process as the battle up above is going much worse than expected.

The Slater Clan seems to have received some High-grade Spirit Weapons from the Blood Moon Palace.

Because of this, things aren't looking too good for us and it'd be best if you could leave as soon as possible!"

After hearing Elder Harlan's words, Dante couldn't resist the urge to look towards the battlefield of the elders. 

In the sky above, Patriarch Gavin and the rest were clashing with the Slater clan elders. 

Looking at the struggle of the Kinsman Clan, Patriarch Nolan couldn't resist the urge to laugh. 

"Hahaha! After all these years, to think that our feud would end like this Gavin!"

After hearing Nolan's boisterous laughter, Gavin wasn't nearly as pleased.

He knew that if he wanted to have even the slightest chance of winning, he would have to go all out from here.

"Come out, Three-Headed Flame Cobra king!" 

A pillar of flames erupted from Gavin as the fire slowly condensed into the phantom of a three headed behemoth. 

The Phantom was a gigantic Three-headed serpent with Blackish red scales.

The Scales were so thick they almost resembled armour plating while each head had a pair of gigantic fangs that dripped with lava like poison.

But despite all this, what was most shocking was the regal aura carried by the phantom. It was like you were in the presence of a true King! 

You could easily tell that this beast was a ruler amongst its species! 

"Come Nolan, Today let's decide the fate of both Clans!

After today, there shall only be one left Clan left in brightsteel city!" 

Hearing Gavin's words Nolan laughed before he replied 

"Hahaha! Gavin, I wouldn't have it any other way!" 

Tightening the grip on the red Sword he had received from the Blood Moon Palace, Nolan roared as he charged towards Gavin... 

Some distance away, Winton looked towards Gavin's battle sensing his brother release his Martial spirit.

But as Winton was assessing his brother's situation his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a voice. 

"You're still in the middle of a fight yet you think you can look away?" 

Elder Mahan was infuriated at Winton's lax approach to this battle

"Is it because I've been taking it easy on you that you think that you can coax through this fight?

Well if that's what you really think then ill have to tell you that you're sorely mistaken!" 

"come out, Devouring Demon sabre!" 

As Elder Mahan spoke, a wave of Demonic energy burst into the sky forming an image of a giant bloody sabre that cast a shadow across the ground below. 

"This is your last chance Winton.!

To be able to fight against me, even if only for a short period of time, can only mean your talents are unparalleled!

If you join the Blood Moon Palace I can guarantee that you and your son could survive!" 

hearing Elder Mahan's words, Winton burst into a fit of laughter as he arrogantly replied 

"Hahaha!

Me, join you? 

Even if you begged to be my disciple, you still wouldn't be worthy!" 

hearing Wintons words, Elder Mahan eyebrows twitched in irritation. 

"To refuse a toast only to be forced to drink forfeit!

No matter what happens from here on out, you can't say I don't warn you Winton!" 

Elder Mahan Roared in rage as he retrieved his very own sabre from his waist, unleashing a powerful energy slash in the process

Sensing Elder Mahan's enraged stare Winton only sneered as he made a move of his own 

"Void shattering fist!" 

A purple mist of energy swirled as it started condensing into a humongous crystal fist 

"Go!"