The Strongest Dragon in the Era of Beast Taming

Chapter 570: 564: The Descent of the Gods

Chapter 570: Chapter 564: The Descent of the Gods

“Even the Blood Rainbow garrison has met with disaster!”

Lornaa Lindwood looked toward the unmanned watchtower ahead and exchanged a glance with Theodore Lindwood, a foreboding feeling suddenly arising in her heart.

“Have we arrived too late?” David Jones knew there was a hitch in the plan just from seeing Lornaa’s gloomy facial expression—no further words were needed.

“I hope the Holy Stone in the arsenal is still there!” David Jones sighed internally while increasing his vigilance and hastening his pace.

To David Jones’s surprise, they did not encounter attacks from Demonic Beasts afterward, and their journey was eerily peaceful—as unsettling as the deceptive calm before a tempest.

When David Jones and his companions arrived at the main hall known as Blood Rainbow Hall, the air was thick with the scent of blood, and the ground littered with battered corpses, along with the surrounding severely damaged buildings, all pointed to a fierce battle having occurred here not long ago.

“You guys are a bit slow, I’ve been waiting for you for quite a while!”

A figure clad in luxurious attire suddenly walked out from in front of the grand hall, a young boy who appeared, based on looks alone, to be a refined and elegant noble son, but his exposed mutated right hand betrayed his non-human identity.

It was an engorged and mutated limb of a deep, sinister red hue, exuding a violently twisted aura.

At the same time, three frightful Mysterious Beasts followed close behind the ghost-handed boy, their aura far surpassing that of the Void Calamity that David Jones had previously encountered, conveying an overwhelming sense of invincibility.

“Class VIII Ghost Immortal!!!” David Jones felt a sinking feeling in his heart and then sharp discernment alerted him that something was amiss.

He had witnessed the aura of Class VIII Legendary Emperor Beasts beside his mentor, and while the queerly shaped Mysterious Beasts before him were certainly superior to the Class VII Overlords, they lacked the sense of being at enmity with the world, the hopeless feeling that came with Class VIII Legends.

“Three half-step Class VIII?” David Jones’s heart raced, sensing the greatest crisis of his life thus far.

To him, now even less than a King-level Trainer, half-step Class VIII and Class VIII Legends were virtually indistinguishable—both were opponents beyond his means to confront.

However, the situation would be different if Lolo were taken into account.

Although facing a Class VIII Legend would still spell certain death, with Lolo’s powerful Space abilities, there was a glimmer of hope for escape in the face of half-step Class VIII Mysterious Beasts.

“Lord of the Blood Temple, Void Willard!” Lornaa Lindwood identified the newcomer’s name.

“It’s an honor for me to have my name remembered by Princess Rossetti Lindwood,” Void Willard responded without being fazed by the drastically changed expressions of Lynn Lindwood and the Earth Demon Guards, smiling slightly with an air of having everything under control.

Behind him, three beasts that were neither dragon nor deer, almost identical in appearance but utterly bizarre, let out bloodthirsty roars.

David Jones’s brows furrowed deeply as his mind raced with thoughts.

If he wasn’t wrong, Void Willard’s targets were probably just Lornaa and Theodore; he was just collateral damage.

The formidable presence of three half-step Class VIII dragon-like beasts combined with the uncertain strength of Void Willard, who very likely was a Ghost Immortal powerhouse, already surpassed the Avatar of the Unborn Void God. With the strength of Rossetti and Lynn Lindwood at the Ghost Emperor Level, defiance was impossible. It seemed time to make an escape!

“If you want to kill me, aren’t you afraid that the Blood Temple would be annihilated under the pursuit of my elder sister?” Lornaa coldly huffed.

Even at this moment, in the face of what could be called the pinnacle of Ghost Immortal power, her presence didn’t fall short.

“Joan Lindwood?”

Fear briefly flickered in Void Willard’s eyes before it swiftly returned to calmness.

“I admit that Joan Lindwood is powerful, and I am no match for a single palm strike from her; but here, in this place, it is I who am the invincible one.”

“Invincibility is relative! I hope Void Willard can say such bold and powerful words in front of my royal sister as well!”

Lornaa Lindwood sneered, stalling for time while covertly sending a telepathic message to David Jones.

“Mr., I know you harbor many secrets. I can block Void Willard and open a path to survival, only asking you to take good care of my brother.”

“I can flee with Theodore Lindwood, but in a critical moment, I will prioritize my own safety,” David Jones stated calmly.

“I understand; the Blood Rainbow Arsenal has two locations, one in the main hall, and the other hidden at the peak of Blood Rainbow Peak, which requires Mystic Arts to open. There might be a Holy Stone hidden there, and to activate the Mystic Arts, the code is…”

David Jones didn’t speak, just silently memorized the formulas Lornaa Lindwood recited.

“Princess, I don’t want to use force and spoil the harmony, so why don’t you just surrender peacefully,” said Void Willard, his head tilting to glance at Rossetti Lindwood with curiosity in his eyes.

Oddly, he felt a barely perceptible attraction emanating from a woman with a broken Aries horn.

“Arrogant words for just an avatar, not fearing that the wind might gust and twist your tongue,” Lornaa retorted.

Right after she spoke, a jade stone materialized in front of her and shattered, summoning a colossal Giant Dragon shadow that descended with such a terrifying presence that even the Beasts behind Void Willard let out eerie cries of wailing.

The next second, a Body Cultivation practitioner with golden bronze skin appeared in mid-air.

As it opened its eyes, its aura rapidly escalated from the Level of a Class VI Ghost King, finally settling at the threshold of a Class VIII Ghost Immortal.

This was Lornaa Lindwood’s secret defensive trump card, a royal puppet capable of briefly standing against a Ghost Immortal.

Even facing the calamity of the Void, with her Earth Demon Guard nearly wiped out, Lornaa was reluctant to deploy this card that could instantly turn the tide of battle.

Because the royal puppet was an extremely precious one-time-use article, once activated, regardless of the fight’s outcome, it could only continue to fight for a few hours until it finally broke down and was destroyed.

In the moment the Golden Body puppet appeared, David Jones made his move, grasping Theodore and Rossetti Lindwood with his left and right hands, respectively, as Rainbow’s pre-charged Instant Teleportation activated without delay.

“Don’t think of escaping!”

Void Willard’s hand closed in a claw-like gesture, releasing terrifying power that instantly began to solidify the space around David Jones.

“Eight-turns Dragon’s Origin!” Lornaa bit her finger, her brilliant Essence Blood entered the puppet’s body, boosting its strength once again to the initial level of a Ghost Immortal.

The royal puppet, transformed into a streak of golden light, rushed past Void Willard. A pale arm dropped helplessly from the sky, and with no one left to block it, the Instant Teleportation by Rainbow was released, and David Jones and his companions vanished from the spot.

“It’s futile; you might escape temporarily, but you cannot evade forever. Within the Demesne of the Empty Three Realms, all of you will die!”

Despite losing an arm to the puppet’s frenzied assault and on the back foot, Void Willard wore a taunting smile, which filled Lornaa’s eyes with a hint of disquiet.

“His Highness is correct, I am indeed just an avatar. But as long as I can perform a blood sacrifice with the blood of the royals, aiding my Fusion with the Unborn Void God, then I am a God, and not even Joan Lindwood can harm a God!”

Void Willard laughed uproariously to the sky as the three half Class VIII Dragons, paralyzed behind him, turned into a vast curtain of Blood Rainbow and became the offering for the sacrifice to the Unborn Void God.

At this moment, the Gods descend!!!