The Simple Life of Killing Demons

Book 12: Chapter 88

Book 12: Chapter 88

"Ah–oh!" Black smoke rose from the part where the poison dragon was hit. It lowered its head and spat a mass of poison towards the fiery spot, extinguishing the flames.

Afterward, two beings on the wind dragons, Lin Xiang and Yalide, who the poison dragon had never considered a threat, finally caught the attention of the poison dragon.

"Good, you’ve got the feeling, right? You should be aiming at its weak spot. Where do you think its most obvious weakness is?" Yalide asked.

"Uh… the wings?" Lin Xiang felt that a dragon's ability to fly in the sky was solely due to its large wings. If those were damaged, it would not be able to fly and would be forced to land on the ground.

"Smack!" Yalide pressed on Lin Xiang's head, "Kid! You're right! It's the wings! Then why were you constantly aiming for its abdomen and head?"

"Because its wings were constantly flapping, making it difficult to hit, alright?" Lin Xiang pushed away Yalide's hand and began to form a dragon fireball, aiming at the dragon's wing this time.

After several missed attempts, Lin Xiang gradually grasped the frequency at which the poison dragon flapped its wings. It might finally work.

"Pew!" Another dragon fireball was shot out, moving straight when the poison dragon's left wing was just about to flap downwards, making a direct strike.

"Ah–oh!!!" The poison dragon howled in pain.

"I’ve succeeded!" Seeing the poison dragon's massive wing burning, Lin Xiang clenched his fist in excitement.

"You idiot, never get cocky. If I were you, I'd continue to gather fireballs after hitting it."

"I… I know." After Yalide had given him a splash of cold water again Lin Xiang formed another fireball.

After extinguishing its flames, the poison dragon indeed encountered some problems during flight as it became less agile when flapping its left wing.

Dealing with a dragon required the usage of a dragon's abilities, which was why dragon descendants were better at killing evil dragons.

Lin Xiang threw out another dragon fireball. This time, the poison dragon had learnt its lesson. Even if Lin Xiang and his group did not approach it, it released a cloud of poison fog around itself.

The dragon fireball disappeared upon contact with the poison fog.

"The poison gas…" Yalide murmured, "The attacks would be neutralized by the poison gas. Since we can’t make it through, this’ll be a bit of a tricky situation. Yet, unfortunately, we have a combination of wind and fire here."

"Whooosh!" The wind dragon began to inhale heavily.

Lin Xiang released several dragon fireballs, somewhat improving his control over dragon fire. Out of the blue, he had an idea, which was…

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"Pathola!" The Wind Dragon spewed out a super hurricane that instantly dispersed the poison gas.

As the poison gas dissipated, the poison dragon was exposed. Its left wing had purple liquid attached to it, likely intended for self-healing.

Looking at Lin Xiang again, he was raising his hands, holding a giant fireball that was scorching hot and dazzling like the sun.

"Oh? Not bad, not bad. You’re coming up with your own techniques now," Yalide nodded approvingly. However, Lin Xiang was blue in the face. Needless to say, he was in great discomfort.

After all, it was his first time gathering such a large amount of dragon fire. His jet-black hair slowly began to be dyed in red, while his pupils also started to turn red. He involuntarily entered a state of flames.

Holding his breath, when the massive dragon fireball reached its limit, he fiercely threw it towards the poison dragon.

The poison dragon's left wing had not recovered. Not to mention, its massive figure could not completely evade in time.

"Boom!!!" The spirits on the ground could hear a deafening sound. In the sky, an explosion of flames erupted, which had a wider range than the Flames of Hell that Lin Xiang released earlier.

A purple figure fell from the fire, plummeting straight towards the ground.

"Boom!" Another deafening sound, raising a soil column several tens of meters high in the distance.

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"Huff, huff~" Lin Xiang panted heavily. The move earlier had strained him, almost making him explode the dragon fireball right above his head.

"Not bad, you've improved. Your fireball can now rival Valarie's full-power attack."

"Really!?"

"Of course not."

Yalide poured cold water over Lin Xiang without mercy, then added, “But for you, it's already a significant improvement. The poison dragon's weakness lies in its weak defense. It has been continuously producing poison that could corrode its body, soften its tough dragon scales and skin, which allows its flesh to carry toxicity. Hence, your attacks can harm it.”

“For ordinary dragons, the damage caused might not be as significant, but it was enough to make them feel the heat. It's time to take advantage of this victory and attack. Brat, time to hold on tight." Yalide stepped on the dragon's back, "Little guy, plunge down at your fastest speed!"

The wind dragon roared, flapped its wings high into the air, then with its head down, it dove straight from the sky.

Facing the strong airflow, Xiang could not hold on at all. Moreover, the moment the wind dragon descended, he was lifted by the airflow, nearly being blown away. Luckily, he managed to grab onto something amidst the chaos.

Hmm, what exactly did he grab? Lin Xiang's eyes could not open due to the strong airflow, making it impossible to see, but he could indeed feel it, kinda soft and kinda large.

"Ah~" Yalide sighed helplessly, turning to speak near Lin Xiang's ear, "I told you to steady yourself. How can you keep fighting in similar environments in the future? Besides, even though this body is generated by energy, I can still feel pain."

"I! I got it!" Lin Xiang also guessed what he grabbed, but he dared not let go. He was like a flag being blown and fluttered by the wind. If he let go, it would be all over.

"If other girls were held by you this forcefully, even those made of stone wouldn't bear it."

"That's why I said I got it!"

The descent from a high altitude to the ground took only about ten seconds, but for Lin Xiang, it felt like hours.

Boom! Finally, the wind dragon slowed down and landed on the ground.

At that moment, Lin Xiang felt as though he had lost half his life. A descent from thousands of meters in height, completed in just over ten seconds, which was an average of several hundred meters per second. Even a half-dragon like him could not withstand that. Lin Xiang felt as if his body was falling apart.

"Hey, I say, shouldn't you let go now? If you were a bit gentler, it would've been fine."

Lin Xiang bounced off like a magnet meeting its repelling pole, bowing to Yalide, "I'm terribly sorry!"

Suddenly remembering it was Yalide, why did he apologize?

"It's all your fault! How did ‘plunge down at your fastest speed' end up like this? I thought I was going to die!"

"Calm down, calm down. In battle, every second counts." Yalide looked toward the poison dragon, which had multiple broken bones and had its wing blasted by Lin Xiang's massive dragon fireball.

Injured areas began to show purple liquid, bubbling as if it was boiling. Lin Xiang observed closely to see that those poisons were forming its new flesh and skin.