This is——
At this moment, there was no time to consider how this posture was almost identical to the Six-armed Demon. Li Ang's mind moved, and six arms together slammed towards Fafnir.
The Poison Dragon opened its hooked claws to clash with it. The leading hand was shattered by its strike, but the remaining five palms pressed against its body, tearing its skin.
Black pus blood gushed from the bluish-white gelatinous skin, this highly poisonous substance that could even corrode magic power drained the power of the Demon's Hand. While Fafnir's skin crumbled and charred inch by inch under the tearing, it rapidly regenerated. It wasn't particularly concerned about the damage to its body,
Li Ang raised his hand in a grasping motion.
Spiritual Piercing wasn't used through the hands but directly emanated from Fafnir's impending magic hand, instantly piercing through.
"Roar——"
Fafnir's body rolled, and the layered strata beneath the already fragmented park tiles were overturned, revealing the metallic surface crafted by the Island Founder at the bottom.
Although the form of the magic was unexpected to Li Ang, it indeed prevented Fafnir's incarnation.
"This is the power of those Fallen, do they cause trouble in the current Material Dimension?"
High-tier magic attacks were completely ignored by relying on its immortality, but Spiritual Piercing couldn't be overlooked.
The angry Fafnir no longer remained calm. It temporarily spat out several clusters of poison flame, which were scattered by Li Ang's Counterattack Dark Blade.
He decided to collaborate with Da and Xiao Mei to launch a fierce assault.
"We must work together, Mei, you——"
Li Ang was just about to instruct Mei on her attack when Meluna stepped forward to stand in front of him.
She raised her arm, and surging power burst out, instantly shattering the dirty black sleeves into pieces.
On her fair and beautifully lined forearm, the Six Dragon Mark, with its intertwining wings and claws, emerged. As soon as the mark appeared, the entire space instantly stagnated.
This wasn't the effect of a Slow Spell, but the rhythm of the Four Major Elements and magic power paused according to the world's rules, now falling under the Female Sword Saint's control.
"I alone am enough."
The lazy expression of a wastrel was swept away by an awe-inspiring spirit that couldn't be directly faced. She smiled slightly at Li Ang, her smile filled with a pride almost describable as overbearing.
The young girl grasped her hand, and the Six Dragon Mark seemed to materialize, radiating in mid-air with the support of magic power, causing the whole space to tremble accordingly.
Fafnir's six eyes turned to the front, firmly staring at Meluna.
"Who are you? How could you possess the Power of Six Dragons? This is impossible, the Six Dragons would never entrust their power to a mere mortal!"
"With Li Ang's power, I can now normally exert a portion of my former strength, you are indeed meant for me."
Meluna disregarded Fafnir, gazing infatuatedly at Li Ang.
Li Ang, Mei, and even the four members of the Star Flower Travel Corps had something to say, yet Fafnir had already opened its interior purple-black giant mouth, gathering all its power into a poisonous flame breath, the magic gushing from the dimensional rift it tore open surged into its body.
At this moment, the surge of magic even made Li Ang's magic staff, containing six kinds of high-tier magic, hum lightly, as it sensed the purity and exuberance of the magic power absorbed by the Poison Dragon.
Its blood relative, Nidhogg, the Ancestor of Poison Dragons, had devoured a portion of the Magic Spring deep within the Magic Power Dimension, and this power could be seen on the panel of the similar Sea Dragon Ancestor.
A portion of the power may have been transferred to Fafnir. Although its incarnation was hurried, it couldn't reach the full-body Transcendent Demon Beast level to contend with the Celestial Group, but just judging by the purity of the magic alone, it was something Li Ang had never seen before in his life.
The cyan-blue gelatinous body visually had parts that were gasified by the power, the vibration of magic also made it undiscernible whether it was genuinely gasified or extended into a light band, an inexplicable phenomenon, but it was evident that its power was currently at its peak.
"This thing's breath, are you really able to handle it?"
Even the white-haired girl who witnessed the world's destruction looked incredulously at the different past version of herself beside her.
Fafnir propped up its serpentine body, gathered power with its chest raised high, and emitted ribbon-like streamers, like light feathers, from its back, claws, and nape.
Meluna waved her arm, the Six Dragons from another Nebis also seemed to materialize under Spiritual Activation, the mark swaying in the air, projecting six colorful beams resembling a rainbow forward.
The divine light erupted, making Fafnir's body suddenly arch backward.
Meluna raised her sword.
The power of the Six Dragons of the Otherworld swiftly revolved and retracted, converging onto her sword blade.
"Drops of the End, Breaking Extremes Sword."
Meluna softly chanted, not speaking to anyone in particular but announcing to everyone, even to this entire world.
Her left hand coalesced a water droplet, it was supremely clear, the purest water in the world, if only one drop of water remained in the world, it would undoubtedly be it—everyone could sense that upon sight.
The water droplet immediately expanded, likewise flying towards the legendary power-bearing long sword, Celestial Fury.
"This sword shall surely kill you."
When the Six Dragon Mark landed on the sword blade, Fafnir's six pupils shuddered intensely, ceasing to gather more magic, it directly spewed out its poisonous flame.
The dragon's breath illuminated the entire area like daylight, but Meluna's surroundings consistently retained her own color.
The black-haired girl swung her sword horizontally.
Everything before them, even the dimensional rift, seemed as though a line was drawn through a layer inaccessible to the crowd.
It obviously was the trajectory of the sword swing, yet also a position utterly untouchable by the crowd.
Starting from this line, whether it be the Demon Dragon's body, the dimensional rift it tore, or the remnants of Helm City's park behind it, everything was severed into two.
Fafnir's body silently split into two halves, and the sky's poisonous flames vanished as if extinguished by calm water, aside from a pile of remaining carcasses on the ground, it was as though nothing had transpired here.
The white body of the Poison Dragon lay prostrate on the ground, black blood flowing, the dimensional rift connected to its body also gradually closed.
Even the expression on the gigantic dragon's head conveyed disbelief. From Li Ang's own perspective, it was unsurprising that it couldn't believe it.
If not for Nebis having Da and Xiao Mei, two alien former saviors, Li Ang's encounters on Mengze Island wouldn't have transpired as before, nor would he have made contact with the Water Dragon or the Dragon Ancestor.
The cause and effect drawn by them, coupled with his system, facilitated the rebirth of the Sea Dragon Ancestor. This drew Fafnir in, yet how could it foresee any of this? Even Li Ang wasn't aware, previously he never used Spiritual Activation on her to unleash her full might.
Rather, he knew much more about her entire being than about her full strength.
"Is it—is it over? Just like that?" Dorothy stuttered.
"Not yet."
Li Ang looked up, sensing a strong spirituality still hovering around.
It's Fafnir, though its body was destroyed by the sword, a significant portion of its magic power was annihilated, the life form from the Magic Power Dimension had special existence qualities, its body's demise couldn't truly kill this inherently legendary demon.
Meluna lightly brushed her sword edge with her fingers, saying calmly: "Still too weak, didn't eradicate it in one strike."
Dorothy, intending to say something, immediately fell silent.
Even Mei could sense that spirituality, she looked up intently: "It doesn't plan to leave, could there be another trick?"
Li Ang could feel the anger and terror within Fafnir's spirituality, from its understanding, excluding the existence of Dragon Ancestors, it shouldn't have anything to fear.
The potent spirituality could summon magic power, ready for reincarnation anytime, but this form would likely be much weaker. It didn't intend to do so but headed directly for Li Ang.
Meluna swung her sword to slash, but Fafnir's spirituality instantly disintegrated upon approaching.
In Li Ang's spiritual horizon, Fafnir's spirituality transformed into countless threads, though many severed amidst Meluna's rapid sword strikes, the rest could still descend on him like a birdcage.
"Be careful!" Mei recognized the malice of this move, warning anxiously, but she couldn't manage Spiritual Manipulation, leaving her helpless.
Likewise, Meluna wasn't adept in this area, she frowned, running over, yet Fafnir's final move had already struck Li Ang.
This was likely that infamous move, Soul Stealing.
Li Ang had the Demon's Hand, providing defensive capabilities on the spiritual manipulation level, but at this moment, a dragon aura suddenly surged forth.
The water sphere beside Akuya transformed into a vortex, and the Sea Dragon Ancestor within opened its eyes.

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