darknovel Chapter 149 The Abyss Main Explodes with the 8th Dragon Heart!
Chapter 149 The Abyss Main Explodes with the 8th Dragon Heart!
On the Amazon plains, torrents of gold and black collide violently.
The global coalition swept across like a tidal wave, and the abyssal demon soldiers, deprived of their commander, crumbled in disarray. Helian Ba, wielding a long black iron saber, charged ahead at the forefront. With a flash of his blade, three demon generals were simultaneously beheaded. His armor was already soaked in demonic blood, and a deep, bone-revealing scar remained on his face, yet his eyes still held a fierce glint, like a tiger descending from the mountain.
"Kill! Leave no one alive!"
Helian Ba roared and leaped into the air, cleaving a lich who was casting a spell in two with a single blow. Black demonic blood splattered all over him, but he didn't care. He then swung his sword and cut down more than a dozen armored demon soldiers who charged at him.
"General Helian is mighty!"
The Allied soldiers erupted in thunderous cheers, their morale soaring even higher.
Not far away, Elder Qingfeng, holding a whisk, unleashed golden talismans that purified swarms of demonic soldiers into ashes. A cardinal of the Holy See raised a cross, and a massive pillar of holy light descended from the sky, burning the area where the demonic soldiers had gathered into a white wasteland. The head of the Abe clan commanded his army of shikigami, charging through the demonic ranks, leaving a trail of corpses in their wake.
In just one hour, the allied forces recaptured all lost territory and forced the remaining demon soldiers back to the entrance of the passage.
"We won! We really won!"
The soldiers hugged each other excitedly, and many wept with joy.
Su Muyue stood on the command vehicle, watching the battlefield unfold with successive victories, yet her face showed no sign of relief. She looked up at the sky, where the confrontation between Lu Jingchen and the Lord of the Abyss continued. Black demonic energy and golden dragon energy intertwined and collided, each impact causing the sky to tremble.
"Lu Jingchen, please be careful." Su Muyue clenched her fists tightly and prayed silently in her heart.
In mid-air, Samael, the Lord of the Abyss, clutched his severed arm, glaring venomously at Lu Jingchen: "Very well, you've successfully enraged me. I originally intended to spare your life, to let you witness the destruction of this world. Now, I've changed my mind. I will make you die in endless agony!"
He abruptly tore open the armor on his chest, revealing a beating black heart. Embedded in the center of the heart was a bead emitting a dark, eerie light—the eighth dragon heart!
"What?!" Lu Jingchen's expression changed drastically. "You actually refined the eighth dragon heart?"
"Refine it?" Samael laughed wildly. "Refine it! I've completely corrupted it with abyssal demonic energy. Now it's the source of my power! Today, I'll show you just how terrifying the power of a true dragon corrupted by the abyss can be!"
He formed hand seals and chanted ancient abyssal incantations.
The eighth dragon heart in his chest began to pound wildly, and black demonic energy surged from his body like a volcanic eruption. His body began to expand rapidly, growing from a thousand meters tall to ten thousand meters, his armor turned dark black, and twelve pairs of enormous bone wings sprouted from his back.
A suffocatingly terrifying pressure swept across the entire Amazon plain, causing the earth to tremble. The allied soldiers charging forward were instantly forced to their knees by this pressure, unable to move. Many weaker disciples of the Xuanmen sect coughed up blood and fainted.
"This is bad! His strength has increased more than tenfold!" Elder Qingfeng's face turned deathly pale as he struggled to support himself. "Alliance Leader Lu is no match for him!"
"Hahaha! Can you feel it? This is absolute power!" Samael laughed triumphantly. "Before this power, all your resistance is futile!"
He suddenly raised his hand and slapped Lu Jingchen.
A gigantic black hand, blotting out the sky and carrying a world-destroying force, slammed down towards Lu Jingchen. The power of this palm strike was hundreds of times stronger than any previous attack, even distorting and warping the very space around it.
Lu Jingchen's expression turned solemn, and he immediately raised the True Dragon Sword to defend himself.
"clang!"
With a deafening roar, Lu Jingchen was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and creating a crater a hundred meters deep.
"Lu Jingchen!"
Su Muyue let out a piercing scream and ran towards the pit without regard for anything else.
"Hahaha! Pathetic!" Samael laughed wildly, raising his hand again to strike the crater a second time. "Die, Lu Jingchen!"
The black hand fell again, about to bury Lu Jingchen completely.
At that critical moment, a black figure rushed over like lightning and stood in front of the crater.
"Alliance Leader Lu! Let's go!"
Helian Ba roared and poured all his true energy into his longsword, slashing fiercely at the black palm.
"Snap!"
The black iron longsword shattered instantly, and the black palm slammed heavily onto Helian Ba's body.
"puff!"
Helian Ba spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flying out like a broken sack, crashing heavily into a distant mountain, his fate unknown.
"Patriarch Helian!"
Everyone gasped in surprise.
Samael scoffed dismissively, "Another one sent to his death. No problem, I'll kill them one by one. First him, then you, and finally all of humanity!"
He raised his hand again, ready to deliver the final blow to Lu Jingchen.
Lu Jingchen slowly crawled out of the crater. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, most of his dragon scales were broken, but his eyes were icy cold. He looked at Helian Ba lying in a pool of blood in the distance, at the soldiers who were unable to move under the oppressive force, and at Su Muyue's anxious face. The anger and sorrow in his heart erupted like a volcano.
"Samael! You're asking for it!"
Lu Jingchen let out a deafening dragon roar.
The true dragon bloodline within him boiled completely, and the seven dragon hearts spun wildly around him, emitting a dazzling golden light.
"True Dragon Bloodline, Fully Awakened!"
Golden light shot into the sky, tearing a huge gash in the black demonic energy that shrouded the sky.
Just then, the eighth dragon heart in Samael's chest suddenly began to beat violently and started to struggle frantically, trying to break free from his control.
"What?!" Samael's face changed drastically. "What's going on? You better behave yourself!"
He tried desperately to suppress the dragon's heart, but the dragon's heart resisted more and more fiercely. Black demonic energy kept peeling off the surface of the dragon's heart, revealing its original golden light.
"Impossible! I have already corrupted you! How could you still acknowledge him as your master?!" Samael shouted frantically.
"Because the Dragon Heart will always belong to the True Dragon." Lu Jingchen slowly raised his hand, extending his palm towards the eighth Dragon Heart. "Come back, my companion."
"Buzz—!"
The eighth dragon heart emitted a joyful buzz, instantly breaking free from Samael's control and transforming into a golden light, flying towards Lu Jingchen.
"No—! Give me back my dragon heart!"
Samael roared and tried to grab it, but was repelled by the golden light.
The eighth dragon heart landed steadily in Lu Jingchen's hand and instantly merged into his body.
All eight dragon hearts have finally been collected!
An unprecedented power erupted from Lu Jingchen's body. His body was completely enveloped in golden light, his dragon wings on his back multiplied into twelve pairs, his dragon horns on his head became even more majestic, and the True Dragon Sword began to evolve, with a complete True Dragon totem appearing on its blade.
The entire world trembled at this power; the dark clouds in the sky instantly dissipated, and golden sunlight bathed the earth.
Feeling this warm and powerful force, the Allied soldiers stood up and shouted excitedly:
"Long live Alliance Leader Lu!"
"Long live the true dragon!"
Samael looked at the radiant Lu Jingchen, a look of fear on his face. For the first time, he felt fear, a fear that came from the depths of his soul.
"No... Impossible... How could you possibly collect all eight dragon hearts...?"
Lu Jingchen slowly opened his eyes, his golden pupils devoid of any emotion. He looked at Samael, his voice seeming to come from the heavens above:
"Samael, your end has come."