Does the blood of a black dragon flow within this person…
Otherwise, why could he so easily control such a powerful black dragon?
But earlier, watching him compete, didn't he possess the physique of a golden dragon…
Could this fellow be a hybrid of black and golden dragons, possessing two complementary bloodlines that do not conflict with each other?
Seeing Arthur use yet another trump card, Lin Ran's face was contorted.
Given the strength Lin Ran had displayed, it was believed that no one in this world would be willing to fight him.
Yet, he had now completely positioned himself on his opponent's side and had no choice but to grit his teeth and fight, sustaining severe damage…
While Arthur was contemplating a countermeasure, the big head in the sky, for some unknown reason, suddenly noticed that among the vast crowd, Arthur seemed the most extraordinary. With a joyful roar, it flapped its wings, broke free from the Holy Light cultists who were ganging up on it, and charged directly at Arthur.
The big head's descent was so swift and sudden, with no prior warning, that it completely caught Arthur off guard.
It was unclear what dragon language magic the big head unleashed in the air, or what astonishing skill it employed…
In any case, the entire dragon transformed into a black afterimage and, with its massive arms, more formidable than the strongest alloy, delivered a scorching razor to Arthur.
*Boom!*
*Gush!*
*Crackling sounds…*
This blow nearly sliced Arthur's kidneys out, directly rendering him speechless.
First, Arthur was sent flying through the air, crashing into the wall of the sealed magic circle formed by his treasure. Not only that, but a gaping wound, deep enough to see bone, was inflicted on his chest.
From a distance, Arthur's entire chest and ribs appeared to have suffered a comminuted fracture.
The silver-white, viscous blood, as if solid, dripped slowly down his body, gradually forming a tiny, continuous stream before him.
???
The Holy Light cultists, who had been reassigned to restrict the big head, were all stunned.
What terrifying speed and power could achieve such an explosive force!
In that instant, they couldn't even catch the big head's afterimage…
To use racing as an analogy, it was like not being able to see the other's exhaust fumes.
And it must be remembered that this was an era when no one was equipped.
In such a general environment, to unleash such terrifying power could only mean that this black dragon's physical condition was truly monstrous!
"Quickly, save the chief judge!"
Upon witnessing this scene, the first thought of the red-robed archbishop and the vice-judges was not how to deal with the terrifyingly powerful black dragon, but how to rescue Arthur.
After all, Arthur was not only the commander of their current operation and their nominal superior, but also the most renowned figure before the Pope, deeply favored by His Holiness.
If such a person were to die under their watch, the Pope would surely punish them severely for failing to protect him, perhaps even twisting off their heads one by one.
In that case, a life worse than death would truly be worse than dying in battle…
But just as they were thinking this, the big head's unyielding, heavy body once again blocked their path.
"Roar!"
With an angry roar, the big head unleashed one of its ultimate skills—Cataclysm!
Flapping its wings, it utilized magic and air currents to summon countless lava pillars from the ground, triggering lava fountains. Simultaneously, it rained down clusters of lava meteorites from the sky, which intermingled with Luo Qingyan's holy light meteor showers.
The demonic flames swirling in the gaps of its wings were directly flung onto the heads of the Holy Light cultists…
"Ahhhhhh!"
Countless affected Holy Light cultists were routed by this triple onslaught, screaming and fleeing in all directions.
Completely cornered, they were like mud bodhisattvas crossing a river, unable to care for themselves, let alone have the capacity to tend to others.
In coordination with the big head's mighty display, Luo Qingyan intensified the firepower of the holy light meteor showers, while simultaneously wielding her light sword, relentlessly delivering precise and fatal finishing blows to the Holy Light cultists who could still offer some resistance, further destroying their defenses.
As for Lin Ran, having fully charged his Chibaku Tensei, he had already siphoned off a significant portion of the resistance. Now, with the combined efforts of Luo Qingyan and the big head, the others were either falling, dying, crippled, or wounded, essentially signaling their defeat.
Under such circumstances, Lin Ran could even spare the time to stroll leisurely over to Arthur and pat him on his battered shoulder:
"What? Still not planning to tell the truth?"
"Can't I really kill you and then use a soul-binding technique to question your corpse?"
Arthur weakly turned his head, wanting to struggle but lacking the strength, and could only twitch his eyelids.
Clearly, Lin Ran's casual pat caused him considerable pain.
However, Arthur was in no mood to curse at this moment and could only let out a long, mournful sigh:
"Yes… sometimes knowing… too much… truly… truly isn't a good thing…"
Now, due to the severe pounding from the big head, Arthur's words were like an old bellows desperately struggling to squeeze air, rough and grating.
But Lin Ran appeared completely unfazed, nor did he show any inclination to help heal his wounds. He continued to ask:
"Stop with the nonsense. This is your last chance."
"Just be straightforward and tell me if you're going to speak or not!"
Hearing Lin Ran say this, Arthur revealed a helpless, wry smile, twitching his lips:
"Then if I speak, can you spare Caesar?"
He didn't even ask for his own life…
Lin Ran's lips curled slightly, as if he had guessed something, and said:
"That will depend on the accuracy, value, and significance of the information you provide."
"Of course, I can only judge these things after you have relayed the information…"
"And you should know that you have no leverage or room for negotiation with me."
"You have no other choice but to accept my terms!"
Arthur nodded, his expression somber:
"Since you really want to know, I'll tell you everything then…"