I have an Apocalypse City Chapter 1645

Chapter 1645: Chapter 1646: True Dragon Bloodline Chapter 1645: Chapter 1646: True Dragon Bloodline The golden lightning seemed to have a very strong restraining effect on the Magic Dragon Turtle; with a flash of lightning, the Magic Dragon Turtle was flipped over, tumbling heavily into the sea.

But moments later, the Magic Dragon Turtle again flew up, its eyes ferociously fixed on the distant elder of the Sea Clan, no, on the Dark Gold long halberd that the Sea Clan elder held in his hands!

“Dragon God Arms?” the Magic Dragon Turtle bellowed, “Without the true protection of the Dragon Clan, how much effect can the Dragon God Arms have now!”

As it spoke, the Magic Dragon Turtle opened its massive jaws, a black beam of light brewing within its mouth.

The Sea Clan elder's face changed dramatically as he hurriedly yelled, “Dodge quickly!”

The army of thousands of Legendary Realm powerhouses immediately scattered to either side, but when the black beam of light from the Magic Dragon Turtle's mouth burst forth, it turned into thousands of rays as thick as fingers.

These black rays, as if they had a locking mechanism, were like a black rain, drawing arcs across the sky, striking at the Legendary Realm powerhouses who were fleeing in all directions.

Thud, thud, thud~
Countless powerhouses of the Sea Clan, struck by the black rays, suffered grave injuries, and those hit in vital areas directly perished, plunging into the sea.

This attack immediately cost one-third of the Sea Clan's army their combat strength, and the rest, looking at the Magic Dragon Turtle with terrified faces, encountered such a merciless monster for the first time.

“Fall back ten miles and take defensive positions!” the Sea Clan elder roared loudly.

Originally leading the Sea Clan army to deal with the monsters from the Abyss spilling out of the Dark Gate, they never expected no monsters to emerge from the Dark Gate. Instead, they were heavily defeated by the Magic Dragon Turtle's attack.

Just then, the wounded Sea Clan warriors suddenly let out a roar, their bodies enveloped in black auras, twisting and deforming, with sinister spikes protruding from their bodies and black scales growing beneath their skin.

“Demonization!” the halberd-wielding Sea Clan elder's face changed drastically, pointing at the demonized Sea Clan warriors as he yelled, “Kill them, quickly eliminate the demonized Sea Clan warriors!”

For a moment, facing their former comrades, many Sea Clan warriors hesitated, but soon, they paid a heavy price for their hesitation, as the demonized Sea Clan warriors, now fully fallen into Abyss creatures, began to crazily attack their former allies. In no time, the Sea Clan army suffered grievous losses.

Demonization spread like a virus; just a touch was enough to continually erode the bodies and souls of the Sea Clan warriors, dooming them to fall completely into Abyss creatures, becoming puppets of the Magic Dragon Turtle.

Those Sea Clan warriors killed by the Magic Dragon Turtle rose again from the depths of the sea, floating up and crowding around the Magic Dragon Turtle before long, hundreds of demonized puppets surrounded by demonic auras, their faces malevolent.

“Such chaos!” Song Jian glanced at the disarrayed Sea Clan army, his eyebrows furrowed deeply.

Apart from that halberd-wielding Sea Clan elder, none of the other Sea Clan warriors had ever experienced such a brutal battle. Ignorant about the Magic Dragon Turtle, they had paid a heavy price.

The Sea Clan elder had no time to care for the Magic Dragon Turtle, wielding his long halberd, he began hunting the demonized Sea Clan warriors. His halberd seemed to possess the power to thoroughly purge demonic auras. Any Sea Clan warrior killed by his halberd would no longer be eroded by the demonic auras, nor turned into puppets of the Magic Dragon Turtle.

“Kill him!” the Magic Dragon Turtle roared, controlling the hundreds of Legendary Realm's demonized warriors, surging towards Song Jian.

Song Jian frowned slightly; after the demonization, these Sea Clan warriors' strength had actually increased by a third, some even breaking through a minor realm. Those who were previously at the early stages of Legendary Realm, after demonization, advanced to the mid-stages, and some even reached the peak of Legendary Realm.

For Song Jian, taking down a hundred Legendary Realm warriors only required some effort, but behind these demonic warriors stood a Magic Dragon Turtle with god-level strength. Although it had just emerged from its seal, in an extremely weakened state, given the chance to catch its breath, the Magic Dragon Turtle would recover at an astonishing rate. By that time, it would likely become even more difficult to handle than it was now!

Holy Spirit Warriors, strike!

With a light shout from Song Jian, two hundred warriors clad in golden armor and helmets appeared by his side. These were the Holy Spirit Warriors created by the Sacred Spirit Temple of the Shattered Divine Realm, each possessing the strength of the Legendary Realm and immortal. However, they required a certain amount of time and divine power to recover after death!

Although Song Jian already stood at the peak of the Demi-God level, he did not know how to create divine power, thus the only divine power he had was diminishing with each use. If he used it all to resurrect the Holy Spirit Warriors, he would probably feel so pained he would hop around in anguish.

“I must kill the Magic Dragon Turtle as soon as possible!” Song Jian glanced toward the distant Door of Darkness, thinking to himself.

Although no Abyssal creatures were emerging from the Door of Darkness at the moment, no one could guarantee that they would stay away forever. Perhaps at this very moment, an Abyssal army was amassing behind the Door of Darkness, ready for another invasion.

Only by killing the Magic Dragon Turtle once and for all could Song Jian spare the effort to seal the Door of Darkness!

Just then, an elder from the Sea Clan suddenly bellowed at Song Jian from afar, “Young man, are you the Dragon Clan warrior Ao Qian spoke of? The true Dragon Clan?”

Something stirred in Song Jian's heart as he glanced at the long spear in the hands of the Sea Clan elder. Although the spear was a divine artifact, it did not unleash its full might in the elder's hands.

“Correct, I am indeed a true member of the Dragon Clan!” Song Jian nodded, shouting loudly.

As expected, after scrutinizing Song Jian for a moment, the elder of the Sea Clan gritted his teeth and threw the long spear towards Song Jian.

“This is a sacred artifact of the Sea Clan, one that only a true member of the Dragon Clan can wield to its full potential. Young man, I lend it to you now to slay the monster. Remember to return it afterward!” The Sea Clan elder said, gasping for breath.

Wielding the divine artifact spear was incredibly taxing, but fortunately, he had already subdued the demonic warriors of the Sea Clan army, which gave him a chance to catch his breath and recover.

In his hands, the divine spear could not exhibit its full power and was inadequate to inflict significant harm on the Magic Dragon Turtle, which left him without even the qualification to assist in the fight. Helpless, he could only trust in Ao Qian and their words, to believe in the human before him.

Once thrown, the spear transformed into a golden dragon and flew towards Song Jian, roaring. Song Jian caught it with ease, instantly feeling a searing heat in his palm, as if he had grasped a red-hot iron rod.

“Is it rejecting me?” Song Jian frowned slightly.

At that moment, the Magic Dragon Turtle was in recovery after unleashing a powerful attack. Not far away, the demonic warriors and Holy Spirit Warriors were entangled in battle. Song Jian looked down at the long spear and could vaguely see a golden Dragon Soul swimming within it.

The resistance grew, and the spear began to tremor slightly, emitting a “humming” sound. Song Jian felt as if the spear was about to fly out of his grip.

“One must possess the true Dragon Bloodline to wield this divine artifact,” Song Jian realized suddenly. With a thought, he used his dragon transformation skill and, in a moment, Song Jian turned into a hundred-zhang-long dragon, his body covered with azure scales that gleamed with metallic lustre, his right claw firmly grasping the spear.

In an instant, the trembling of the spear ceased, and Song Jian immediately felt a blood connection with the spear in his hand. At the same time, the golden spear burst into light, with Seven-colored Divine Light flowing continuously, enveloping half the sky in its dazzling splendor!

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