Chapter 1179 - Battle Between the Mighty
There was no denying that the magical golem dragon would undoubtedly become the ruler of the battlefield when it appeared!
By the time the man with the magical sword arrived at the entrance to the Capital of Steel–uncontested and untouched–there was only a path of endless metal parts behind him. It was like the remains of a city in an apocalypse.
The two giant magic energy cannons had also gone silent. They had been sliced up into countless pieces by the magical sword.
However, before their destruction, the ferocious barrage of the cannons had inflicted devastating losses to the Darkblood Army. Initial estimates suggested that over one thousand three hundred Darkblood adepts were dead. Following after Adept Wenno, another Third Grade adept had failed to dodge in time and became a sacrifice to the giant magic energy cannon’s final hurrah.
At this point, the losses suffered by the Istanal Clan was already painful to see, even for an observer!
Even so, all their sacrifice had allowed them to sweep away most of the defenses on the surface of the Capital of Steel.
At this point, the entrance to the Capital of Steel was only defended by a hundred elite magical machines. The guards’ five leaders were Third Grade, while the remainder of the machines were Second Grade.
The magical sword might able to slice apart magical alloy, but in the process of cutting, its power was unavoidably greatly weakened by the magic energy. That was what made every swing of his sword so difficult and tiring!
The golem dragon was no longer as clumsy and dull as it had been in the past, now that it was under Gazlowe’s command. Even though its movements were still slow, it was always able to attack the adept or defend against his attacks in a timely fashion.
The Fourth Grade adept would have to strike the golem dragon’s leg in the same place seven times to have a chance at severing it. However, with all the sweeping strikes, lunges, and energy beams fired from its cannons, it was nearly impossible to accomplish such a feat.
At the very least, the adept would not be able to cut off a limb without paying a heavy price in the process!
This Fourth Grade battle had undoubtedly attracted the attention of even more people.
Apart from Sixth Grade Great Adept Ulnak, who was watching everything through the Head of Investigation’s magic mirror from the comfort of his tower in camp, many high-grade adepts of Exodar Camp had also hurried over upon catching wind of the battle. Like the patrol adepts, they hid in the distance and watched this fascinating fight between high-grade beings from afar.
It was important to note that battles between high-grade adepts rarely occurred unless there was some incredible grudge between two individuals. However, whenever a fight broke out between Fourth Grades, it would not stop until one of them was lying dead on the ground!
That was why high-grade fights like these were rare opportunities for them to collect information on other people!
Even though they remained hidden, the spiritual senses of the Fourth Grade adepts covered the entire battlefield. With all the commotion caused by the fighters’ movements, the adepts could estimate their power levels, even without seeing it up close and clearly.
The man with the magical sword didn’t want to be stalled by such a clumsy magical machine while being witnessed by so many adepts of the same grade.
As such, he roared loudly as golden light shone from his body. Countless hooks and spikes appeared on the hilt of his sword, digging into his flesh and drinking his blood.
After feasting on his blood, the power of the sword increased exponentially. With two swings of the sword and two blinding flashes of light, the left limbs of the golem dragon were cleanly sliced off in the middle. The golem dragon collapsed to the ground with a great rumble.
The situation on the battlefield had changed in an instant!