Ashen Dragon-Chapter 346 - 270 Scarlet Blade (III)

Chapter 346: Chapter 270 Scarlet Blade (III)

“I’m going to cut off your head!”

“Waaaargh——”

Rano roared, his eyes bloodshot, veins bulging all over his body.

The barbarian suddenly swelled to nearly ten meters tall, his muscles carved like marble, exuding a primal beauty.

The tattoos of the giant bear on his back, the lion on his chest, and the leopard on his legs seemed to come to life, roaring in unison.

This was the legendary form of the Berserker, the “Primal Warrior,” embodying the power of the wilderness.

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Rano had lost his family as a child, his parents slaughtered by an enemy tribe, and he exacted revenge, annihilating them. He wandered the wilderness until he met Derek Flamgold.

Every member of the “Scarlet Blade” was like family to him.

And now, Grom was dead, and he felt the pain of loss once more.

“Primal Path: Revenge”

Rano leapt high with a heavy great axe, white smoke billowing from him, soaring hundreds of meters into the air.

The years of understanding within the “Scarlet Blade” manifested as High-Level Acceleration Spell, Steel and Iron Bones, Sanctuary Spell, Dragon Force Spell, Breath-Concealment Spell, and other spells blessed him in an instant.

The strong and perfect giant body, with layers of spell shields, shimmered with various magical glows.

“Die!”

Rano swung his great axe at the Red Dragon with all his might, the power of the wilderness cascading down.

The roars of bears, tigers, and the howls of wolves erupted, the phantoms of wilderness spirits rushing at the Red Dragon with the falling axe, embodying the primal paths of Rano.

“So many random things——”

“Are you opening a zoo?”

Cassius growled, spreading his broad wings.

The imposing aura of the Ancestral Dragon was no longer restrained, the tangible Dragon’s Might overflowing.

Instantly, the eyes of all the wilderness spirits filled with terror, whimpering before dissipating.

“Clang——”

The sound of metal clashing boomed.

Cassius swung his claws, easily swatting the great axe and the barbarian behind it hundreds of meters away.

Cracks appeared on the great axe inscribed with wilderness runes, shattering into flying fragments of metal—this was an exotic treasure Rano had obtained from the Fairy Wilderness!

As a legendary Primal Warrior, Rano’s strength had reached the pinnacle of mortals, likely 27 points in stats, immense by any measure.

But Cassius’s strength was 34.

Coupled with the difference in size, their strength differed by tens of times.

This was the pure power of the Atavistic Red Dragon, no additional techniques involved.

This berserker who had wrestled Hill Giants and strangled a Green Dragon, in front of Cassius, was like a chicken, easily ravaged, powerless to resist.

“Rano!”

Dex flapped his wings to sneak attack from behind, trying to protect his teammate.

But a scorching gust blasted him, throwing him off balance, and a vast shadow passed over.

In a blink, the Red Dragon disappeared, the sound of sonic booms rapidly ascending above Rano.

“No——”

Deske cried out in despair, reaching out helplessly.

Rano plummeted face-up, but he felt no fear, only anger at their clash.

The Primal Warrior’s constitution was robust; even falling from hundreds of meters would only break a few bones, especially with spell protection.

“Damn, next time I’ll cut off his head.”

Rano grit his teeth in resolve.

Suddenly, darkness engulfed him, his expression changed.

The massive shadow of the Red Dragon loomed above, its broad wings eclipsing the sun.

Cassius looked down, a sinister grin on his face.

“Human.”

“You know nothing… of power.”

The Red Dragon effortlessly seized Rano’s body, climbing higher.

“Damn it!”

“Red Dragon! Let me go! I will kill you!”

The nearly ten-meter-tall Primal Warrior’s eyes were bloodshot, struggling in midair.

But against the Red Dragon’s might, his struggles were futile, helplessly soaring to thousands of meters.

Then Cassius folded his wings, diving down, dragging Rano’s strong frame, tail blazing.

Man and dragon accelerated in free fall.

“Aaarrrgh——”

Screams and the sound of air tearing mixed.

At the terrifying speed, Rano’s back rubbed against the air, creating extreme heat. His tough skin ignited, glowing, charring, disintegrating.

Finally, they crashed into the ground like a meteorite.

“Boom——”

The deafening explosion echoed.

Dust billowed, wind swirling, sweeping the wasteland.

As the smoke cleared, a colossal crater a hundred meters wide, with web-like cracks, appeared.

“Roar——”

At the crater’s center, the Red Dragon stood majestically, wings spread, roaring long and mightily.

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And beneath his enormous right claw lay a smoldering, unrecognizable mass of flesh, sizzling and crackling—the once Primal Warrior, the legendary barbarian, Rano.

He was dead.

Even with a constitution of 24 points, Rano couldn’t survive this cataclysmic display.

Cassius, unsatisfied, looked at the remaining “Dragon Slayers,” nodding politely, extending three claws, and lightly shaking them.

The three members of the “Scarlet Blade” felt their hair stand on end.

This wasn’t a battle between an evil dragon and dragon slayers; it was like a top predator toying with helpless prey, and they were the prey.

They understood the Red Dragon’s message—”Three left.”

“How could this be…”

“We were supposed to be heroes…”

Dex stared at Rano’s broken, charred body, eyes full of despair.

He never imagined that after a titanic battle with “Wings of Silver” Osedro, the Red Dragon would still possess such terrifying power.

This “Dragon Prince” could even locate their hideout, catching them one by one like mice, toying with them, then killing them.

This once “Dragon Slayer” had never seen a dragon like this.