Village Head's Debauchery

Chapter 1005: The Trekking Flamingo Runaway City's Greatest Asernal



Dragon Shadow Transformation!

Emperor Greroth's muscles bulged, thick veins appearing on every part of his body. His body mass expanded, and dark brown scales appeared on his minotaur-like skin. His nails grew longer, and his wings extended, becoming even more prominent and thicker. A tail grew from his back as his bones enlarged, becoming more dragon-like, his body transforming and gaining even more draconic features.

Years ago, he had stumbled upon the inheritance of a half-dragon blood warrior. He didn't know the specifics of the other bloodline but had concluded this based on the art he had obtained from the inheritance. The technique allowed one with a potent half-dragon bloodline to gradually awaken it and utilize its extraordinary abilities.

He had mastered it to thirty per cent completion, with only a few years left before achieving the fifty per cent threshold, effectively mastering about half of the art. This progress would gradually transform him into a pure dragon, increasing his overall prowess tenfold.

Under his leadership, the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City had conquered several Grade One Runaway Cities and various Stowaways, amassing recognition, resources, and power for their ascension to prominence as a Grade Two Runaway City.

"ROAARRRRR!!!" A fierce roar, powerful enough to stun the gods' chosens below, resonated across the battlefield.

A sudden chill of intimidation emerged in their hearts, but it dissipated as they channelled their Vylkr energy into their bodies.

Below Seth stood a completely transformed Emperor Greroth. His wings were now more prominent and draconic, spanning 7m (24 ft.) His face had elongated into a slightly pointed structure with dark brownish scales covering his body, resembling natural armour beneath his Vylkr alloy armour.

His mouth was a carnivorous maw, revealing rows of razor-sharp, glistening teeth. Long, thick horns spiralled backwards, framing eyes that glowed with an intense, otherworldly light, giving the golden crown on his head an even more regal aura.

His overall body was two and a half times larger, and he exuded a formidable, oppressive aura to match.

"Energy level - 1,996 BEM!"

Seth's gaze was filled with interest at Emperor Greroth's transformation and his sudden surge in energy level. This was the first time he had seen a base energy level surge so high outside of Paradise. Although he knew they would encounter various wondrous and unknown marvels, he was taken aback by this sudden transformation.

He strangely began to feel his blood boiling with excitement before immediately suppressing it. Even if the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City had proven to be a formidable force compared to the other two Grade One Runaway Cities, if this was the limit of what they were capable of, then it was still far from enough.

In the distance below, feeling the surge of immense draconic energy sweeping over them, Eleanora couldn't help but feel her body drenched with sweat from the oppressive force. She took a deep breath, feeling the suppression of the draconic energy before it instantly dissipated.

Unknown to everyone distracted by Emperor Greroth's sudden display of might, she recognized that this suppression came from his stimulated bloodline, which had created much more potent draconic energy than hers, leading to a natural suppression. She quickly calmed down and continued to observe the unfolding spectacle above her.

Indeed, they stood no chance against the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City. Without Paradise's presence and protection, their Runaway Cities would have already been reduced to scraps, and they would have been killed just like the Four-eared elves.

The silence that enveloped her surroundings was thick and heavy.

Even Lakul couldn't help but slump his shoulders, his body slightly shivering at the thought of what would have happened if they had successfully retrieved the Divine Artefact and faced Emperor Greroth alone.

The other leaders of both Grade One Runaway Cities felt the same way.

Above the battlefield, Emperor Greroth's lips curled into a smirk, revealing a frightening set of razor-sharp teeth that exuded arrogance.

"Boost!" he uttered, repeating the words as his Devourer's Gear surged frantically. Countless inky black Vylkr energy burst from his body, shrouding his entire figure with an eerie malevolent glow.

Since the Dragon Shadow Transformation was an art tied to his dragon bloodline, an integral part of his very being, it meant that despite its complexity, Vylkr energy couldn't easily disrupt it. Moreover, with his Vylkr compatibility, he could sustain this form for five minutes before risking severe injury that would take years to heal.

Fortunately, less than five minutes would suffice to deal with the mysterious Key Leader of Paradise before him.

This was his greatest arsenal!

"Energy level - 2,000 BEM."

Seth noted a four BEM increase with keen interest as he observed Emperor Greroth. "Prepare yourself, Great Warrior! This is my greatest arsenal!" Emperor Greroth's voice thundered with a powerful roar as he shot forward, arriving instantly before Seth. His Gearweaver Sword swung toward Seth's upper body, aiming to cleave him in half.

However, the moment the strike met his skin --

DING!!

The Gearweaver Sword was deflected and flung backwards with a hum as if striking a callous piece of metal.

Emperor Greroth's eyes widened in shock and confusion at the outcome of his attack. He immediately released his grip on the Gearweaver Sword, letting it slip from his numb fingers as he retreated, widening the distance between himself and Seth.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

At that moment, two greatswords forged from molten magma shot forth, one cleanly slicing through his leathery wings and the other cleaving through his right arm that had wielded the Gearweaver Sword.

"ARGGHHHH!!" Emperor Greroth screamed in agony, feeling neither his wings nor his right arm except for a searing pain that tore through his body. The Dragon Shadow Transformation was dispelled, returning him to his normal appearance. Without wings to sustain him in the air, he plummeted toward the earth.

BAAMM!!! BOOMM!!

A twenty-four-foot-wide crater erupted where he collapsed, dust billowing into the air and spreading outward, slightly shrouding his figure.

Taking Orion's orders to heart, Seth hurled another greatsword toward him, slicing through both legs.

"AHHHH!!!" Emperor Greroth's scream reverberated across the battlefield once more, his crimson blood pooling beneath him as he lay lifeless on the ground.