Sealed Divine Throne II: Twin Sons of Dragon
Chapter 596 - 297: 7th Rank Kongkong_2

Chapter 596: Chapter 297: 7th Rank Kongkong_2

Long Dangdang took a step forward, arriving at the location where the jade green skeleton had been slashed apart. With a flick of his foot, the jade green broadsword that had fallen into the dust was already sent flying up by him, and he directly grabbed the hilt with his right hand.

Immediately, Long Dangdang felt a strong force pushing him away. His right hand was instantly coloured jade green, the hilt of the sword was violently shaking, as if it wanted to break free. Even the blade of the sword was flickering with jade green light, struggling madly.

What a spiritual sword. Long Dangdang felt more joy than fear, but didn’t stop there. Both of his gloves shone brilliantly, activating the Light Element Physique and Leaping via Light again. He transformed into a streak of light, flying back toward the direction of the cave.

But just at this moment, his body suddenly stalled in mid-air. Everything around him seemed to slow down, and he forcefully turned around in the air subconsciously.

Off in the distance, deep in the wraith legion, a figure appeared in his sight. When he saw this figure, it seemed as if all the other wraith entities around were just accessories to it.

It was a golden skeleton, emitting a holy golden glow. Fire-like golden lights danced in its eye sockets. At this moment, it was extending its right hand toward Long Dangdang, with an imaginary grabbing action. The force that seized Long Dangdang’s body and prevented the completion of his Leaping via Light was emanating from this hand.

9th Rank! A chill ran over Long Dangdang’s heart. This was undoubtedly the power of a 9th Rank powerful expert, and not just an ordinary one.

Spirit Wings sprung out from Long Dangdang’s back. He tried his best to break free from this immense pulling force. But how could he possibly do so? The golden skeleton’s left hand slowly lifted, and around its body, a large number of wraith entities began to crumble. The wraith energy released from their disintegration quickly condensed into a dark purple lance in the golden skeleton’s hand.

Even a glance at the dark purple lance made Long Dangdang feel as if his soul was being devoured. Without a doubt, this was an attack he could not stand against.

The three great Wisdom Spirit Furnaces in his body sprang into high speed operation almost at the same time. While he knew he was outmatched, Long Dangdang didn’t have any intention of giving up. If he could just hold on a little longer, there would be more hope for his brother to break through and survive. A blazing red fire immediately surged up from his body: the knight’s desperate move, Sacrifice!

Just as the sacrificial flame on his body had just ignited, the golden skeleton had already hurled the lance in its hand. The entire sky darkened in this instant, as if the lance had sucked up all the light.

The blood light on Long Dangdang became thicker. It was unclear whether it came from the power of the Asura Red Lotus Spirit Furnace or from his own sacrificial flame explosion.

An endless darkness approached swiftly before his eyes. At that moment, he could already feel death descending upon him. But deep in his heart, he was shouting, "Kongkong, hurry up! Get out of here!"

The estoc in his hand made a Chopping Slash. With this strike, Long Dangdang had reached his peak ability at that moment, with all his energy, spirit, and blood burning furiously.

Yet, he could still clearly feel the disintegration of the power on the estoc in his hand. It directly turned into dust. The power carried by the lance was too strong, even the three great Wisdom Spirit Furnaces were going all out. The 2nd Rank Gently Absorb Slowly Regurgitate Spirit Furnace was buying as much time as possible, but the force of death was still approaching Long Dangdang, ready to devour him like a beast.

At that point, suddenly, he felt a strange sensation in his heart. He heard a clear shattering sound. It seemed to come from far away, or very close, from within his own body.

The clothes on his body had already been destroyed by the horrifying death force, and blood mist was spraying from every pore. The force of death was devouring all his life force. At the moment the clear shattering sound rang out, Long Dangdang was surprised to find that the color of the blood mist spraying from his body changed from red to purple-gold.

The purple-gold blood mist gushed out, and the dreadful pressure that immobilized him disappeared all of a sudden.

"Boom!" Subconsciously, Long Dangdang lifted his right hand, securely grasping the long spear in his palm. He clearly saw a layer of fine purple-gold scales covering his palm, with sharp claws flickering at his fingertips.

Is this still a human hand? That was his first thought at that moment, and then the next, the oppressive feeling of death was gone.

"Roar--" The resounding sound of a dragon chant rang out. Yet, Long Dangdang knew that it was not Little Eight’s voice. Subconsciously, he opened his mouth and a similar sound unexpectedly came out.

A purple-gold shadow burst forth from the distant cave. The moment it appeared, a giant column of purple-gold light pierced through the mountain and shot towards the sky.

The wraith entities besieging the mountain quickly dissipated in mid-air as if they had encountered a catastrophic disaster, and the vast wraith energy was channeled towards the cave as if it were a collection of vast rivers pouring into the sea.

A purple-gold figure was launched like a cannonball, and Long Dangdang clearly felt a force pulling him towards the cave.

The golden skeleton stayed put. The pull it had on Long Dangdang had been severed.

Suddenly, it let out an angry roar from its mouth, lunged forward like a golden cannonball, heading straight towards Long Dangdang.

"Scram!" A low growl came from the direction of the cave. The next moment, a nearly invisible purple-gold figure rushed out and almost immediately arrived at Long Dangdang’s side, colliding with his retreating body.

An unprecedented feeling of power, accompanied by intense hatred, instantly erupted within Long Dangdang’s body. His senses rapidly magnified, and all kinds of negative emotions were exploding in his heart. Hatred, destruction, madness, killing - these negative emotions nearly swallowed his sanity in an instant.

His body suddenly spun around, and in the moment of spinning, the purple-gold scales covering his body had transformed into light armor. The jade green estoc in his hands had turned purple-gold. He brandished his sword plain and simple.

"Boom!" The golden skeleton was forcefully knocked away. One could clearly see that its right arm, covered in golden bones, began to quickly crumble upon being hit by the purple-gold strike from Long Dangdang’s estoc.

With the swing of his sword, the purple-gold figure abruptly separated, and all the negative emotions suddenly receded. Long Dangdang could see his brother standing by his side, both hovering in mid-air.

He could see himself and his brother. At this moment, his body was emitting a bright, dazzling purple-gold light, while his brother’s eyes had turned deep purple, his scales had turned dark purple, and a strong sense of malice was erupting from him.

"Kongkong!" Long Dangdang said in a low voice, grabbing Long Kongkong’s shoulder simultaneously.

Hearing his voice, Long Kongkong seemed dazed, as if his body trembled slightly, the dark purple on his body quickly turned back to purple-gold. He shook his head vigorously and looked at his brother.

The purple-gold light on the two merged quickly, and everything around them seemed to rotate rapidly around their bodies. In this dazzling scene, they disappeared from their original positions.