Chapter 131 - 127: Fierce Demon Dragon (Extra for Alliance Hierarch Qiuhuai Handream)

The giant ape clearly slapped toward the shaft of the long spear, but the spear twisted slightly, accurately brushing past the palm of the giant ape. "Pfft!" The long spear accurately pierced through the giant ape's throat as it charged at Ding Huan, tilting its body at a 45-degree angle. As Ding Huan pulled his hand, the several meters tall giant ape was flung by Ding Huan and landed precisely on the wall spikes several meters away. The human corridor defense line had erected a row of wall spikes outside the protection wall to prevent Fierce Beast charges. Each of these spikes protruded four to five meters, spaced less than half a meter apart, incredibly sharp and lethal on the outside. Severely wounded, the giant ape was thrown out by Ding Huan and impaled thoroughly by the wall spikes. At least five or six wall spikes pierced through the giant ape's body, hanging it on the edge of the protection wall. No matter how fierce the giant ape was, it was now reduced to its last breath. Hanging on the wall spikes, blood oozing from the corners of its mouth, it still roared softly. This terrifying scene caused the Fierce Beasts rushing up the city wall to show fear, and some seemed to have their ferocity disrupted, wanting to flee. Just as the morale of the Fierce Beasts was about to be destroyed, a piercing dragon's roar was heard, followed by a green Serpent rushing up the city wall toward Ding Huan. It was truly a case of mortal enemies meeting with extreme loathing, as it was Ding Huan who had ambushed it last time, adding injury to its wounds. Even now, its injuries had not healed completely. But it could not wait longer; it had to take revenge. The reconstruction of the human corridor defense line for the second time completely crossed the bottom line of the Demon Dragon. Without its permission, humans dared to establish a defense line here, which was simply courting death. To Ding Huan, the giant ape posed no threat at all. Ding Huan's main concern had always been this Demon Dragon, and now without much thought, his long spear struck toward the Demon Dragon. Strike first to gain the upper hand. The Demon Dragon was too fast, and even with Ding Huan's vigilance, he was almost caught off guard. This spear attack Ding Huan executed spared no effort, as True Yuan surged out. "Boom!" The long spear collided with the Demon Dragon, a massive force impacting him. Ding Huan felt as if he had been hammered in the chest, sending him flying backward. Pfft! While still in midair, Ding Huan spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His internal organs felt as if they were being stretched and rearranged in that instant. A chill went through Ding Huan's heart as he saw that the Demon Dragon was only momentarily hindered. Though he couldn't see if the Demon Dragon was also injured, he guessed that even if it was, the injuries wouldn't be severe. The disparity in strength was glaringly apparent. Not only did Ding Huan draw a sharp breath, but the others watching the duel also displayed a look of terror in their eyes. Ding Huan had just killed a Level 9 Fierce Beast, the giant ape, with a single strike, leading everyone to believe that his strength could easily take down the Demon Dragon. Unexpectedly, when facing the Demon Dragon, Ding Huan was completely outmatched, and the difference was vast. "We kill... one to break even, two to gain one." Fan Yibing, who saw Ding Huan exchange blows with the Demon Dragon, knew the human corridor defense line was gone. She had overestimated Ding Huan's capabilities, which were clearly inferior to those of the Demon Dragon. Ding Huan wiped the blood off his face, realizing that this was the difference between him and a Foundation Establishment Demon Beast. The Demon Dragon was undoubtedly at the Foundation Establishment level, coupled with its naturally strong combat prowess, his lack of strength was blatantly exposed. Like the Large Eagle Owl, also at the Foundation Establishment level, he had managed a sneak attack, but Ding Huan doubted he could successfully ambush the Demon Dragon. The Demon Dragon didn't attack anyone else but turned and glared at Ding Huan, letting out another wild roar. Clearly, it would not rest until Ding Huan was dead. As for the others, in the eyes of the Demon Dragon, they might as well be less than ants. Ding Huan gripped his long spear, staring at the Demon Dragon. He had only one chance. If his first strike couldn't severely wound the Demon Dragon, not only would he die here today, but none of the people defending the human corridor might survive. It was laughable that he had previously prepared Genetic Poison Fog, which now had no place to be used. Boom, boom, boom! Bursts of thunderous noise exploded, followed by beams of light shooting out from the protection wall, densely covering the millions of Fierce Beasts outside the protection wall. A colossal War Disc floated above the protection wall. Compared to the bullets and missiles fired from the defense line, the beams from the War Disc were like reaping wheat. The defense line's thermal weapons could fend off lower-level Fierce Beasts, but on some tougher-skinned beasts, at most, they would only inflict injury. The bloodiness from deaths or injuries of the Fierce Beasts could provoke more beasts to go berserk. These beams swept out. Regardless of what type of Fierce Beast, high-level or low-level, thick-skinned or thin-skinned, all were reaped like wheat, struck down, dead. Just in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of Fierce Beasts were slaughtered. If this continued, it wouldn't just be millions, even tens of millions of Fierce Beasts would only face slaughter. Ding Huan was overjoyed; Lao Zhong was finally reliable this time. The Demon Dragon, originally focused on attacking Ding Huan again, saw a single beam of light easily tear apart all the Fierce Beasts in front of it, and it went mad. It was well aware that these Fierce Beasts were its subordinates, its troops for ruling Earth someday; it could not just be a bare commander. Thus, at that moment, the Demon Dragon hesitated no more and charged toward the War Disc. Killing Ding Huan wasn't urgent at this moment; if the War Disc wasn't taken down soon, its minions would all be dead. The Demon Dragon turned around, Ding Huan immediately took out the Genetic Poison Fog and sprayed it onto his halberd. Then he also stepped into the void, his halberd stirring up thousands of gleaming points as it thundered towards the Demon Dragon. As the Demon Dragon pounced towards the War Disc, Zhong Chi saw it all on the War Disc's surveillance. But he dared not launch an attack on the Demon Dragon. The Demon Dragon was standing on the Protection Wall; if he attacked the Demon Dragon, Ding Huan and the others behind it would all face the lethal might of the War Disc. Yet in a moment's hesitation, the Demon Dragon had already clawed towards the War Disc. At the same time, Ding Huan's halberd thundered towards the Demon Dragon's back. Perhaps knowing Ding Huan's halberd could do it no real harm, the Demon Dragon ignored Ding Huan's attack, just furiously driving its True Yuan. It had to bring down this War Disc; otherwise, all its minions would be slaughtered. This was just the beginning. Once the War Disc flew around Earth, how many Demon Beasts would it kill? Boom! The Demon Dragon's claw struck the edge of the War Disc. The War Disc, the size of several soccer fields, wobbled from the striking claw of the Demon Dragon and plunged directly down from the Protection Wall. "Phut—" A blood light exploded behind the Demon Dragon as the thousands of deadly points from Ding Huan's transformed halberd instantly converged into one. The spear, following this deadly light, pierced through the Demon Dragon's body. The Demon Dragon let out an angry, lengthy cry, turning around and charging again at Ding Huan. This seemingly insignificant ant had actually wounded it. Ding Huan felt a terrifying force coil around his halberd in his hand, which slipped from his grip and was swept away, and he was dragged dozens of meters away. Although the halberd didn't go through the Demon Dragon's body, it nailed into it like a long spike. Watching the charging Demon Dragon, Ding Huan didn't retreat, having nailed the halberd into it, he had succeeded. Roar! The Demon Dragon bellowed, swiping its claw towards Ding Huan. The terrifying might of this claw was felt even by distant onlookers. Even the enormous War Disc was struck out of the Protection Wall by this claw of the Demon Dragon. It could be said that if not for Ding Huan's interference, the War Disc would have been smashed into the ground. Whether the War Disc could continue to attack upon hitting the ground was another matter. If this claw had struck true, then a hundred lives of Ding Huan wouldn't suffice. "Mr. Ding, retreat quickly..." Though Fan Yibing, watching from a distance, hoped Ding Huan would restrain the Demon Dragon, she was clear that Ding Huan tackling the Demon Dragon was akin to suicide. Ding Huan didn't retreat; instead, he gathered almost all his True Yuan and threw a punch. Against this Demon Dragon, the Wind Blade Skill was futile; he could only take it head-on. Boom! The ferocious power swept over just like before, and Ding Huan spat out a Blood Arrow, flying backwards. Yet Ding Huan, far from being shocked, was thrilled, and almost as soon as he steadied his position, he charged at the Demon Dragon. After slashing out a dozen Wind Blades, he followed with a punch aimed at the Demon Dragon's head. He distinctly felt the diminishing strength of the Demon Dragon's attacks, clearly owing to the effect of his halberd. To put it precisely, it was not the effect of the halberd itself, but the Genetic Poison Fog he had applied had taken an effect. The halberd had severely injured the Demon Dragon. As long as he kept entangled with it, the Demon Dragon would eventually be killed. Ding Huan was quite aware that, under normal circumstances, even if the Demon Dragon had been hit by his halberd, he had no qualification to contend with the Demon Dragon for long. With the Genetic Poison, it was different; at this moment, the Genetic Poison within the Demon Dragon had taken effect, rapidly corroding its body. Seeing Ding Huan not only didn't escape but continued to charge at the Demon Dragon, not just Fan Yibing and Zhu Qijiang felt respect. Even those like Nong Yizhen, who usually disdained Ding Huan, felt he had guts. If it were them, escaping now, no one would accuse them of fearing death. With Ding Huan's strength, he could have easily escaped with his life. Seeing Ding Huan dare to charge again, the Demon Dragon's eyes showed even greater fury. This mere human ant dared to attack it as if it were a soft persimmon. "Phut phut phut—" A dozen Wind Blades, without missing a single one, cleaved onto the Dragon Demon's head, splattering clusters of blood. Wounded, the Demon Dragon's defensive capabilities significantly dropped, and Ding Huan's Wind Blade attacks aimed for the Dragon Scale-free spots, only adding injuries to the Demon Dragon. Enraged, the Demon Dragon welcomed Ding Huan's fist while also stretching its claw toward him, along with its massive tail sweeping over. Ding Huan, seeing that the Demon Dragon didn't even evade his Wind Blades, knew the Demon Dragon was increasingly weakening. "Boom!" Ding Huan's fist collided with the Demon Dragon's claw for the second time. Ding Huan only retreated a few steps; this time, too lazy to dodge, he followed with a punch aimed at the incoming tail of the Demon Dragon. "Crack!" After his fist and the Demon Dragon's tail smashed together, Ding Huan was thrown backward for the third time. Compared to the previous times, Ding Huan was only blown a few meters away. But Ding Huan didn't wait for the Demon Dragon to catch its breath; he flew toward it again, his fist thundering down. Seeing Ding Huan dare to charge again, fear appeared in the eyes of the Demon Dragon. It wasn't fear of Ding Huan, but a sensation like its internal power was melting. Not just its internal power, its meridians also seemed to be collapsing. At this moment, the Demon Dragon no longer dared to continue battling Ding Huan; it frantically rushed down the Protection Wall, directly fleeing towards the ocean. Ding Huan, without a second thought, followed in pursuit.