The dragon waiter opened his huge mouth, and Fingel could clearly see the red energy sphere spinning at high speed in his mouth.
The next moment, scorching dragon flames shot out from his mouth.
The crimson energy sphere was like an arrow, shooting quickly and accurately in the direction of Fingel, leaving a crimson trail in the cold sea water.
Fingel's golden eyes reflected the red energy sphere speeding toward him.
Facing this devastating attack, what appeared in his eyes was not fear, but a kind of hysterical madness.
"Yes, it's this kind of power, this kind of power that makes him look like a Dragon King."
Fingel's burning golden eyes flashed rapidly. This was due to the instability of the golden eyes caused by his rapid extraction of power from his dragon blood and the release of his spirit.
"This time, I will not run away again. I must see if I, transformed into a monster, can break you into pieces!"
Fingel roared crazily, and the expression on his face was hysterical due to his madness.
"Death!" Fingel's crazy voice just came out.
The huge crimson energy sphere hit Fingel's spherical space head-on. At that moment, crimson light bloomed in all directions, occupying the color of the entire deep sea.
It was as if a huge firework was released at the bottom of the Yangtze River.
This bright light enveloped the entire seabed, and the sea water boiled wherever the light reached, just like the reality of burning mountains and boiling seas in myths and legends is presented in reality.
"Fingel, Fingel, are you in good condition? What just happened."
Mai Shutoku, who was on the cliff, also saw the violent light coming from the bottom of the sea through the sniper scope, and personally felt the shaking vibrations transmitted from the bottom of the river.
Naturally, an attack of this level cannot be launched by a hybrid, so the answer is very obvious. This attack comes from the chasing dragon attendant.
Even the power they felt as bystanders was so terrifying, they couldn't imagine what Fingel would be like if he faced this attack directly.
No sound came from the headset belonging to Fingel, as if the worst outcome had already been presented to everyone.
"It's over." Even though Professor Mance was on the sea, he could still feel the burning sensation of the attack coming from the deep sea.
Under such an attack, even the most advanced armor may be no more than a wooden board in front of it, unable to escape the end of being easily penetrated.
"Selma, go tell the principal to come as soon as possible, and bring as large a weapon as possible. We will never let such a terrifying creature survive."
Professor Mance wiped his face to wipe away the raindrops on his face.
At this moment, his eyes were no longer serious, but instead looked like death.
At this moment, everyone on the ship was silent. They knew that the professor had planned to sacrifice, but they all followed Professor Mance's instructions.
But the next moment, a more powerful wave came from beneath the deep sea water, knocking the Monyach staggering.
In the horrified golden eyes of the dragon servant, a huge crack appeared from the center of the dragon flame that burned everything.
It was like a giant hand was tearing him apart, revealing Fingel's body that had been burned to darkness, but his golden eyes were still so bright.
The cumbersome dragon chanting resounded around Fingel, and the invisible force broke through the blockage of the dragon flames, and then rushed towards the dragon attendant with unstoppable power.
This power seemed to condense into a giant blade in the void, slashing towards the Dragon Warrior with the weight of a mountain.
The dragon servant's eyes at this moment were no longer disdainful and angry, but full of fear.
His heart was constantly warning him, but no matter how wide his golden eyes were, he couldn't see where such an attack was coming from.
His heart was telling him that there was a monarch-like attack coming towards him, wanting to kill him here.
Fear, unwillingness, and various emotions intertwined in his heart. He turned around and swam backwards. The huge dragon body was extremely flexible at this moment, moving hundreds of meters in an instant.
But no matter what he did, he still couldn't stop the attack from falling on him, because it was a judgment from a superior, and even a monarch could only resist it.
The once extremely hard black scales were now like fragile cakes, easily torn apart by this attack, revealing the bright red flesh inside.
Not only that, this power was still going deep, turning out the flesh and blood in his scales, revealing the thick spine inside.
A large amount of blood gushes out from the huge wound, dyeing the surrounding seawater red in an instant.
"Don't worry, the Flame Dragon Slayer will not die so easily. A man with a family will never die on the way home. This is his promise to his girl."
Fingel's voice came out from the headset. He was obviously alone, but he carried the momentum of a thousand troops.
Because he had just released a word spirit, Fingel's golden eyes were slightly dim at this moment.
Because of this, he also knew what kind of word spirit he had just released.
Although his Bronze Throne is more qualified to be called a high-risk word spirit than Jun Yan, but in front of the word spirit trial with a three-digit serial number just now, it is not worthy of even lifting a shoe.
Fingel even felt that if the attack just now was unleashed on the dragon king in Greenland, it would be able to tear apart his seemingly hard scales and tear into pieces his disdainful mask.
Nearly half of the dragon servant's body was about to break after being hit by Fingel's judgment just now.
There was a deep crack in the huge spine, as if the entire body would break in the next moment.
But what was different from his poor physical condition at this moment was that the blazing golden color in his huge pupils was decreasing instead of increasing.
The blood that was already losing rapidly at the wound was lost even faster, and even the huge body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, looking even more sluggish.
But Fingel, who was on the opposite side, knew that although this dragon servant would be fatal after taking a hard hit from Judgment, with the dragon's strong physical fitness, he would be able to survive if he just escaped.
All his current performances are not to follow the instinct of living things to survive, but to overcome his own instinct to use his own life to fulfill his duties to Fingel and kill Fingel here.
It's hard to imagine what the word spirit is that the dragon attendant is trying so hard to activate. Fingel doesn't want to know what the word spirit is. Curiosity can kill cats and sometimes people.
He also has a girl waiting for him to come home, so he must survive this battle.
"Go to hell." Fingel uttered two words softly, and the power of the word spirit came to the dragon attendant instantly.
The scales on the dragon servant's neck were instantly crushed by this power. Although he tried his best to resist and wanted to delay the release of the spirit for a moment, it had no effect under the judgment of fate.
He could only watch helplessly as the butcher knife of judgment struck his head, tearing his head and body apart bit by bit.
"Roar." Different from the previous angry roar, this one was a moan, containing endless unwillingness. It was clear that as long as he had a little more time, he could complete his duty.
He could kill this despicable thief here, but under the judgment of fate, he could only wait for death to come.
The last loud roar shook the bottom of the river. The next moment, the dragon's head and body were torn apart, and the huge dragon attendant also lost all life.
Only a huge dragon head and a headless body were left, slowly sinking downwards and falling slowly into the deepest ravine at the bottom of the river.
