Chapter 00128: The Ferocious Demon Dragon (Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader Qiu Huaihan Meng)
# The Ferocious Demon Dragon (Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader Qiu Huaihan Meng)
Chapter 128
Novel: After the Myth
Chapter 128: The Ferocious Demon Dragon (Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader Qiu Huaihan Meng)
The giant ape had clearly aimed its massive palm at the shaft of the halberd, but the halberd twisted slightly, narrowly avoiding the ape's hand and piercing straight through its throat.
The ape's body, which had been charging toward Ding Huan, tilted at a forty-five-degree angle.
With a swift motion, Ding Huan flung the massive ape, several meters tall, into the air.
The ape landed precisely on the wall spikes outside the human defense corridor.
These spikes, each protruding four to five meters and spaced less than half a meter apart, were razor-sharp and designed to prevent beasts from breaching the protective wall.
The severely wounded ape was impaled by at least five or six spikes, hanging lifelessly on the wall.
Blood and gore dripped from its mouth as it let out faint growls.
The gruesome sight struck fear into the hearts of the other beasts charging toward the wall.
Some of them, their ferocity momentarily shattered, began to retreat.
Just as the morale of the beasts was about to collapse, a piercing dragon's roar echoed through the air.
A green dragon-like creature, a demon dragon, surged onto the wall and lunged at Ding Huan.
This was a true case of enemies meeting with burning hatred.
The last time they had crossed paths, Ding Huan had dealt it a sneak attack, worsening its injuries.
Even now, the dragon had not fully recovered.
But it could wait no longer—it had to seek revenge.
The human defense corridor had been rebuilt, crossing a line the demon dragon could not tolerate.
Without its permission, humans dared to establish a defense line here? They were courting death.
The giant ape had been no threat to Ding Huan.
His true concern had always been the demon dragon.
Now that it had arrived, Ding Huan didn't hesitate.
He swung his halberd at the dragon with all his might, knowing that striking first was crucial.
The dragon's speed was terrifying, and even though Ding Huan had been on guard, he was nearly caught off guard.
With a deafening crash, the halberd collided with the demon dragon.
A tremendous force surged through Ding Huan's body, as if a hammer had struck his chest.
He was sent flying backward, blood spraying from his mouth.
His internal organs felt as though they had been violently rearranged.
Ding Huan's heart sank.
The demon dragon had only been momentarily delayed by his attack.
Even if it was injured, the damage was likely minimal.
The gap in their strength was painfully clear.
Not only did Ding Huan feel a chill run down his spine, but the onlookers also paled in fear.
Just moments ago, Ding Huan had effortlessly killed a level-nine beast, the giant ape.
Everyone had assumed he could easily handle the demon dragon.
But now, it was clear that Ding Huan was no match for the dragon—not even close.
"Let's kill as many as we can! Even if we die, we'll take some with us!" Fan Yibing, who had witnessed the exchange between Ding Huan and the demon dragon, knew the human defense corridor was doomed.
She had placed too much hope in Ding Huan, but his strength was clearly inferior to the dragon's.
Ding Huan wiped the blood from his face.
He realized this was the difference between him and a Foundation-level demon beast.
The demon dragon was undoubtedly at the Foundation level, and its combat prowess was naturally superior.
Even though he had managed to ambush a Foundation-level eagle owl before, he doubted he could do the same to this dragon.
The demon dragon ignored the others, its gaze fixed on Ding Huan.
It let out another furious roar, clearly intent on killing Ding Huan today.
To the dragon, the others were nothing more than insignificant ants.
Ding Huan gripped his halberd tightly, staring at the dragon.
He had only one chance.
If his Nine Paths First Strike couldn't severely injure the dragon, not only would he die here, but everyone in the human defense corridor would perish as well.
It was ironic—he had prepared a genetic poison mist, but it seemed useless now.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of explosions rang out, followed by beams of light shooting out from the protective wall, raining down on the millions of beasts outside.
A massive warship, resembling a colossal disc, hovered above the wall.
The beams it unleashed were like scythes cutting through wheat.
While the corridor's conventional weapons could handle lower-level beasts, they were barely effective against the tougher ones.
The blood and carnage only enraged the beasts further.
But these beams were different.
Whether the beasts were high-level or low-level, thick-skinned or thin, they were all cut down instantly.
In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of beasts were slaughtered.
At this rate, even a million beasts would be wiped out.
Ding Huan was overjoyed.
Old Zhong had finally come through.
The demon dragon, which had been preparing to attack Ding Huan again, saw the beams effortlessly tearing through its minions and went berserk.
These beasts were its subordinates, and it couldn't afford to lose them if it wanted to rule the Earth.
Without hesitation, the dragon turned and charged at the warship.
Killing Ding Huan could wait.
If it didn't destroy the warship, its minions would be annihilated.
As the dragon turned, Ding Huan quickly sprayed the genetic poison mist onto his halberd and lunged forward, unleashing a barrage of halberd strikes at the dragon.
Zhong Chi, monitoring the situation from the warship, saw the dragon charging but hesitated to attack.
The dragon was on the protective wall, and if he fired, Ding Huan and the others would be caught in the crossfire.
In that moment of hesitation, the dragon's claw struck the warship.
At the same time, Ding Huan's halberd slammed into the dragon's back.
The dragon, confident that Ding Huan's attack couldn't harm it, ignored him and focused all its energy on destroying the warship.
It had to bring the ship down, or its minions would be slaughtered.
This was just the beginning—if the warship continued its global assault, how many more beasts would die?
Boom! The dragon's claw struck the edge of the warship, causing the massive vessel, several football fields in size, to wobble and crash down from the wall.
"Pfft!" A burst of blood erupted from the dragon's back as Ding Huan's halberd strikes condensed into a single, deadly beam.
The halberd pierced through the dragon's body.
The dragon let out an enraged roar and turned to attack Ding Huan.
The insignificant human had actually wounded it.
Ding Huan felt an overwhelming force surge through his halberd, wrenching it from his grasp and sending him flying dozens of meters away.
The halberd, though not fully penetrating the dragon's body, was lodged like a nail in its flesh.
Seeing the dragon charging at him, Ding Huan didn't retreat.
He had succeeded in embedding the halberd in the dragon's body.
Roar! The dragon's claw swiped at Ding Huan.
Even the onlookers could feel the terrifying power behind the strike.
The massive warship, struck by the dragon's claw, was sent flying off the wall.
If Ding Huan hadn't intervened, the warship would have been smashed to the ground.
If that claw had landed on Ding Huan, he would have been obliterated.
"Teacher Ding, retreat!" Fan Yibing shouted from afar.
Though she hoped Ding Huan could hold off the dragon, she knew he was no match for it.
But Ding Huan didn't retreat.
Instead, he gathered all his remaining energy and threw a punch at the dragon.
Against such a foe, his wind blade techniques were useless—he had to rely on brute force.
Boom! The dragon's overwhelming force struck Ding Huan again, sending him flying and spitting blood.
But this time, Ding Huan wasn't dismayed.
As soon as he regained his footing, he lunged at the dragon, unleashing a flurry of wind blades followed by a punch aimed at the dragon's head.
He could feel the dragon's strength waning.
His earlier strike, combined with the genetic poison mist, was taking effect.
The dragon's body was rapidly deteriorating.
Seeing Ding Huan not only refusing to flee but continuing to attack, even those who disliked him, like Nong Yizhen, couldn't help but admire his courage.
If it were them, they would have fled without hesitation.
Ding Huan, with his strength, could have easily escaped.
The dragon, furious that this insignificant human dared to attack it again, roared in rage.
But its movements were slower, its defenses weakened.
Ding Huan's wind blades struck its head, drawing blood.
The dragon's injuries were mounting.
"Boom!" Ding Huan's fist collided with the dragon's claw for the second time.
This time, Ding Huan only staggered back a few steps before launching another punch at the dragon's tail.
Crack! Ding Huan's fist met the dragon's tail, sending him flying again.
But this time, he was only thrown a few meters.
Without waiting for the dragon to recover, Ding Huan charged again, his fists raining down on the dragon.
The dragon, now visibly weakened, showed fear in its eyes.
It wasn't afraid of Ding Huan but of the strange force melting away its strength.
Its meridians were collapsing, and its body was failing.
The dragon could no longer continue the fight.
With a desperate roar, it turned and fled toward the ocean.
Without hesitation, Ding Huan gave chase.
(End of Chapter)