The Legend of the Dragon King (Web Novel)
chapter-1387

Chapter 1387: Devouring the Final Stake

The underworld creatures that were stabbed by the Golden Dragon Spear had almost instantaneously turned into dust. Due to the very high speed of Golden Dragon Spear’s movements, one could only see wisps of fine white radiance fly out from the underworld creatures’ bodies and bore into the spear before being filtered and absorbed by Tang Wulin as the Spear was retracted.

Tang Wulin walked forward one step at a time but he continued to stab the Golden Dragon Spear in his hand at lightning speed. He was just like a golden porcupine that turned every underworld creature into powder as he passed by them.

Meanwhile, the space in front of his body was vacated all of a sudden. Soon after, Tang Wulin could only feel a gush of suffocating stress compressing onto himself like a mountain.

There was no need to raise his head and look for he could tell that the stress radiated from one of the twelve Death Knights that had arrived before him.

The Death Knight appeared to have a huge body but also had unusually swift speed. Its shield was dispersing deadly gray radiance with a savage-looking monster’s skull that looked like it could devour people. The shield blocked before its body as it rammed straight for Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin raised his head as golden light wildly shot out from his eyes. He did not withdraw himself. A stream of golden radiance spread forward from underneath his feet. The wings on his back suddenly flapped to push him forward and the Golden Dragon Spear in his hand moved ahead at lightning speed as he stabbed straight at the opponent’s shield. He was one with the spear.

“Ding…” A crisp sound was heard. Tang Wulin bounced back but the golden radiance spreading underneath his feet had tainted the surface of the opponent’s battle armor with a layer of golden color to temporarily keep it in place.

Such powerful defense. Tang Wulin was shocked in his heart. The defense and strength of the Death Knight were no weaker than his own.

One should know that an ordinary Hyper Douluo’s strength could certainly not rival Tang Wulin. Despite using King’s Path, Tang Wulin was bounced away by the opponent. So one could only imagine how shocking was the opponent’s defense.

The Golden Dragon Spear’s sharpness had only managed to leave behind a small two-inch deep hole on the opponent’s shield.

Meanwhile, a gush of strong stress radiated from each of Tang Wulin’s sides as two more Death Knights arrived.

Tang Wulin was the main target of Underworld King Ha Luosa. These three Death Knights had almost instantaneously formed a strangling battle formation.

Their two heavy sabers sealed Tang Wulin’s path to dodge with a piercing howling sound. The heavy sabers cut through the air with such sharpness that even a sharp howl could be heard as the heavy sabers slashed.

Not only that, the halos underneath the three Death Knights’ feet simultaneously bloomed outward including the Death Knight that had been locked down by Tang Wulin. Their battle armor domains were covering towards Tang Wulin.

This was the battle armor domain of three battle armor masters. Tang Wulin’s pupils abruptly constricted. The overlapping layers of large flower-like golden halo underneath his feet turned red in a split second. It was his Blood Golden Dragon Domain.

“Roar…” A dragon’s roar that sounded close to madness was suddenly heard. During that split second, the Silver Dragon King’s scale hanging around Tang Wulin’s neck was illuminated. Refreshingly cold sensation fused into his spiritual world. The Ice God Pearl calmed his soul such that he would not be affected by his Blood Golden Dragon Domain.

Dragon Moon Song battle armor turned red-gold in color. In his wild consciousness, the Blood Golden Dragon Domain turned a portion of the Underworld Death Domain fresh red color at once.

The wildness filled him with strength while his unyielding consciousness and incomparable arrogance had all been converted into even more powerful strength at this moment. An idea of never giving in arose in Tang Wulin’s mind. No matter how powerful the opponent was, nothing could stop him from continuing his advancement.

His left foot took a step forward as he suddenly tossed the Golden Dragon Spear in his right hand at lightning speed.

It was a toss of the Final Stake!

He did not attempt to block the heavy sabers stabbing at him from both sides when he was besieged on three sides, but he instead chose to immediately toss out his Golden Dragon Spear.

Golden Dragon Spear carried a stream of blood radiance in the sky. It arrived before the Death Knight that was temporarily affixed to the ground earlier from Tang Wulin’s King’s Path and the amplification of Blood Golden Dragon Domain. It stabbed for the small hole he had pierced earlier. “Poof!” This time, the Death Knight’s shield could not withstand the Golden Dragon Spear’s impalation. It sounded as if a hard object had been shattered. The immense force carried the Death Knight as it was directly blasted out a dozen meters and crashed into a large stretch of underworld creatures. It was ferociously pinned onto the ground.

At the same time, Tang Wulin stamped his right foot on the ground and a fiery dragon’s roar was heard. Eight blood-colored giant dragons surged towards the sky and brazenly rammed towards the two Death Knights to stop their attacks. Tang Wulin flapped the wings behind his back once again and unleashed Golden Dragon Flies!

He dashed out from the criss-cross attacks of the two Death Knights in a split second and caught up to his Golden Dragon Spear.

One should know that the most terrifying part about Final Stake was that it allowed Tang Wulin to condense all his strength into one strike. It was the perfect combination of his essence, energy, and spirit.

Following the elevation of Tang Wulin’s abilities, the power of the Final Stake had greatly elevated too.

At present, when Final Stake was launched at full power it produced an extremely intense visual effect as if the Death Knight had crumbled before Tang Wulin at the first blow.

However, the unleashing of Final Stake also signified that Tang Wulin had unleashed all of his strength. His abilities had greatly weakened so he would not be able to recover within a short period of time.

If this was the past, Tang Wulin would definitely never allow himself to utilize an ability like this and launch a resolute strike like the Final Stake at the beginning of a battle. However, his heart was filled with arrogance and unyielding spirit due to the Blood Golden Dragon Domain’s effect. His mind had not only stopped him from sinking into bloodthirst and fervent ness but on the contrary, he was more clear-headed than before. However, it had also made him colder and crueler.

He held the Golden Dragon Spear with his right hand and felt a gush of torrential energy surge into his body in a split second. It was the energy that originated from penetrating the Death Knight.

The Death Knight was a Hyper Douluo-rank powerhouse. So even if the energy was filtered, it was still more than enough to replenish Tang Wulin’s lost energy. Of course, this method was only viable on the premise that Golden Dragon Spear could penetrate the Death Knight’s body and complete its devouring.

There was no doubt that Tang Wulin had succeeded at completing that at present. His Final Stake was continued by Golden Dragon Spear’s act of devouring so it was sufficient to replenish his earlier consumption as the opponent was powerful.

It was a risky move that required exceedingly precise judgment. Had the Golden Dragon Spear failed to penetrate the opponent’s body, then everything he did would have been futile.

At the same time, it was also an embodiment of his abilities. Everything was fabricated before a person with powerful abilities.

He had succeeded!

The blue radiance in the eyes of the Death Knight dimmed soon after he was stabbed. Underworld King Douluo Ha Luosa had just struck En Ci with his sword in the distance when his body suddenly shook. His underworld power that was used to attack the Holy Dragon Douluo was obviously weakened by a little. He turned his head and looked towards Tang Wulin. His eyes suddenly burst forth with violent murderous intent.

At that very instant, Tang Wulin could only feel as if his soul had frozen as numerous emotional fluctuations suddenly surged in his inner heart.

The emotions did not belong to him but he found that he could clearly feel the Underworld King Douluo’s emotions at present.

It was a rage that was about to drive him insane.

It felt as if there was a gush of dreariness hidden in all that rage and madness.

There was a time when he was almost abandoned by the entire world, he was supported by this gush of strength. There were only twelve companions by his side. Even though they were not blessed with intelligence in its true sense, they remained guard by his side all along and stopped powerful opponents for him.

He had lost count of how many times they used their bodies to block the attacks from the enemy in order to save his life. He had also lost count of how many times they had helped him break out of tight encirclement so that he could escape to a safe place.

They were not only his twelve Death Knights but were also like his twelve brothers.

In Underworld Douluo Ha Luosa’s heart, almost all his family and friendly relations were devoted to these twelve Death Knights.