Ashen Dragon-Chapter 520 - 420 Chainsaw Sword

On the throne of the arena grandstand, Cassius nodded slightly, giving a positive evaluation, "The ability to shift into a dragon... Now this competition is worth watching."

Ramp also came over and took the opportunity to flatter, "These Starfallen can possess such power thanks to your cultivation."

But Tiniya, still puzzled, scratched her head in silence for a moment before softly asking, "Why did I smell my own scent from that Starfallen?"

"Could it be... he’s my blood relative?"

Maybe from reading too many novels, Tiniya’s clever mind had already imagined a story of "a White Dragon falling in love with a human, finally giving birth to a half-blood child."

"What a disgrace, to mingle with filthy humans, it completely lowers my status."

"Should I... silence that human, but he seems to be one of the Undying? What should I do...."

Tiniya rubbed her chin, seemingly seriously considering this matter, wanting to get rid of this "blood relative."

"..."

Cassius was also very puzzled.

How did this White Dragon’s brain grow?

Though her intelligence was nearly on par with an average human, her thought process was always so quirky.

And Ramp, standing next to her, had already taken out a golden silk handkerchief to wipe the sweat dripping from his forehead, a embarrassed smile appearing on his ugly face.

The meaning was clear: "Your Majesty, believe me, it was not I who taught her to be like this!"

...

"Buzz—"

A huge noise sounded, like a wyvern screeching.

Only to see Steel Torrent piloting the "Guardian" armor, a terrifying weapon attached to its left arm.

A heavy sword body, jagged teeth interlocked like a Tyrannosaurus, those teeth rotating with the high-speed operation of the steam engine, producing a harsh noise.

That was a Chainsaw Sword!

An extreme manifestation of violent beauty, one strike could shred any monster or ghost into pieces.

Steel Torrent laughed wildly, shouting to his distant opponent, "Hahahaha! Come! Taste my sword!"

A hundred meters away, a paladin player stood, gasping for breath and supporting himself with his sword.

He was tall and robust, wearing heavy mithril armor, holding a great sword and a giant shield, adorned with various rare equipment, exuding an aura of grandeur.

He was the famous leader of the Noble Guild [Royalty], the Empire’s Dragonblood Earl, Tyrant.

No matter which game he entered, he always secured the undisputed first place with his immense financial resources, firmly occupying the top, making [Royalty]’s name known throughout the server.

But this time, in "Erezer," he hadn’t managed to—yet this only sparked his competitive spirit.

He had to become the champion!

At this moment, Tyrant looked rather disheveled, his face somewhat grim: "Damn it... Why is the Mechanical God Cult so strong!"

"The money I spent in Erezer is far more than theirs! Our Royalty must become the champion!"

"Boom—"

From afar, Steel Torrent activated the thrusters on his back.

He pulled the chainsaw sword in his hand, like a terrifying steel behemoth, charging toward Tyrant, trailing billowing smoke behind him.

Unstoppable!

Tyrant grit his teeth, raising the nearly two-meter-tall fine steel great shield in his hand, muscles tensed all over.

That was the rare-quality [Imperial Guardian], which Tyrant had spent over ten thousand contributions to buy from the Empire’s official store, boasting the [Indestructible] trait.

But this wasn’t over yet.

Aegis Armor! Spirit Weapons!

Magical aurora flashed, ghostly frosts covered Tyrant and his equipment, creating floating, spiritual weapons.

And at this moment, Steel Torrent had already driven his mecha close, laughing maniacally as he raised the chainsaw sword.

"Buzz—"

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Sparks flew, silver flakes scattered, a huge noise erupted, accompanied by the clear sound of metal clashing.

The chainsaw sword’s teeth rotated rapidly, effortlessly slicing through Tyrant’s fine steel great shield.

"How is this possible?"

Tyrant’s expression was one of shock.

Steel Torrent excitedly shouted, "Who gave you the guts to confront me and my Guardian head-on!"

"Taste my chainsaw sword!"

The jagged, sharp teeth spun even faster, the blade turning red-hot, steam rising from his arm.

"Buzz—"

Accompanied by a huge noise, the fine steel great shield was split entirely, and the rapidly rotating chainsaw sword aimed at Tyrant himself.

The floating spirit weapons slashed at Steel Torrent together, but they could only leave white scratches on the armor’s surface.

"No, impossible! I spent so much money...."

Tyrant abandoned the expensive shield, fleeing in disarray, not forgetting to cast various protective and acceleration spells on himself.

But how could two human legs outrun an armor equipped with thrusters?

"Boom—"

With a loud noise, Steel Torrent surged ahead, reaching Tyrant.

The ground cracked, dust filled the air.

Facing an unarmed enemy, Steel Torrent grinned maliciously, raising the heavy chainsaw sword and swinging it down fiercely.

The chainsaw sword traced a beautiful arc mid-air, its barbed sharp teeth spinning at high speed.

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"Buzz—Boom!"

Flesh splattered, fragments flew everywhere.

Several spell shields shattered instantly, the thick mithril armor torn apart.

And Tyrant’s body, reinforced by various rare potions and unnaturally strong, was brutally ripped in half.

This intense combat thrilled the audience on the stands, making them cheer and applaud excitedly.

"Flesh is weak, mechanical ascension!"