CHAPTER 995: DOUBLE DRAGON, HELL HORSE

Chapter 995: Double Dragon, Hell Horse

The Dragon King transformed into twin dragons, using super high-temperature dragon flames to burn away the surrounding toxic miasma and those plague soldiers covered in poison.

This bought the pirate crew some breathing room.

But it didn't take long before the surrounding toxic miasma surged back again.

This was Mist Valley, the center of the toxic miasma. Any area that became clear would quickly be filled again.

Unless he could eliminate all the toxic miasma across the entire Star Island, there was simply no way to resolve this crisis.

Moreover, hidden within the toxic miasma, the second wave of plague soldiers flickered in and out of view, surrounding them like zombies.

The Dragon King felt somewhat heavy-hearted.

For him, escaping from here was no problem at all.

But once he left, his subordinates here would struggle to withstand the enemy's endless assaults.

Vice Captain Bailian recognized the Dragon King's dilemma. He also knew that to break the current deadlock, they had to find the superhuman hiding in the shadows.

So he said to the Dragon King, "Dragon King, you should go find the superhuman hiding in the shadows! We'll hold the line here!"

The Dragon King looked at his second-in-command, knowing in his heart that this was currently the most correct course of action.

And just at that moment, large numbers of plague soldiers approached like a wall, numb and sluggish.

They issued cold warnings from their mouths.

"Tianlong Pirate Crew, you are already surrounded. Immediately surrender and cease resistance, or we will eliminate you all!"

"All members of Hell's Lock are here. Don't put up futile resistance."

These words made the pirates feel even more despair.

Due to the absolute information asymmetry, they had no idea who they were facing.

Even less did they know how many enemies lurked in the shadows.

If multiple Hell's Lock members appeared here, aside from the Dragon King and Vice Captain Bailian, the others would have no power to resist and could only wait for death.

But the Dragon King wasn't so easily fooled.

Someone capable of becoming a pirate king possessed courage and intellect far beyond ordinary people—with the exception of a certain third-generation surnamed Lu.

So when he heard Helshest's warning, he revealed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth and declared loudly, "If there really were so many Hell's Lock members here, you wouldn't be putting on such mysterious airs!"

After speaking, he raised his head and let out a long roar, a black pillar of light shooting straight up into the sky!

Soon after, thick clouds began to gather around that black pillar of light.

The clouds in the sky were gray-white, and snow had been falling continuously.

As they gathered, they quickly turned into pitch-black storm clouds.

"Crackle pop!"

Large hailstones began falling from the cloud layer, covering an area of nearly ten kilometers around.

Meanwhile, the twin dragons transformed by the Dragon King began spewing high-temperature flames from their massive dragon heads toward the surroundings.

The temperature in the surrounding area rapidly increased, causing the hailstones to melt before they even hit the ground, turning into rain.

"Splash splash!"

In the bitter cold of winter, it actually started raining—a rather miraculous sight.

One of the Dragon King's abilities—Rain Summoning.

Rain poured down from the sky like buckets being emptied.

The thick toxic miasma particles were enveloped by the rainwater and quickly diluted.

The visibility around them became increasingly clear.

Helshest, hiding deep within the toxic miasma, looked up at the sky and murmured to himself, "It's been so long since I've seen rain."

His figure was finally detected by the Dragon King.

The Dragon King glared furiously at the figure wearing a gas mask in the distance, letting out an ear-splitting dragon roar as the twin dragons spiraled up into the high sky.

"Summon Thunder and Lightning!"

Thunder rumbled within the cumulonimbus clouds, and one massive ball lightning after another appeared to fall slowly but actually descended rapidly toward Helshest.

Yet Helshest remained completely unruffled at this moment.

He spread his arms with enjoyment, allowing the rain mixed with large amounts of toxic miasma to wash over his body.

"What wonderful rain!"

His hands slowly lowered, and then a powerful suction force appeared within his arms.

The dark green toxic liquid on the ground "gurgled" as it surged into his arms.

With a casual wave of his right hand forward, a stream of dark green toxic liquid mixed with his foul-smelling superhuman ability transformed into a hemispherical barrier blocking in front of him.

Ball lightning fell one after another, crashing against that dark green barrier, producing continuous "crackle pop" sounds.

The toxic liquid was constantly evaporated by the thunder, but Helshest could similarly replenish it through the toxic pool beneath his feet.

Standing in this battlefield, he could utilize his abilities to their fullest potential.

The Dragon King watched from afar but didn't dare approach recklessly.

Because his opponent was covered in deadly poison—if they engaged in close combat, it could pose a huge threat to him.

However, while he didn't attack, Helshest wouldn't give him time to catch his breath.

He crossed his hands in front of him, and large amounts of toxic liquid began bubbling as if boiling.

These bubbles quickly expanded, growing to human height.

Then from these green bubbles emerged one plague soldier after another covered in mucus.

"Kill them!"

Helshest coldly issued the command.

Large numbers of plague soldiers began launching attacks toward the pirates.

As for Helshest himself, he pulled a long bayonet from his tactical backpack, which gleamed with an eerie green light.

Needless to say, it was coated with deadly poison.

Probably just touching the skin would immediately cause rotting!

He stared at the Dragon King, his eyes devoid of any extra emotion.

According to intelligence reports, the Dragon King's most formidable ability was close-quarters combat.

Although in close combat, Helshest wasn't confident about winning against him.

But he had plenty of methods to splash toxic liquid onto the Dragon King's body.

No matter how strong that steel-like body was, once contaminated by the deadly poison, it would scream in agony and beg for mercy.

The Dragon King exchanged a glance with Bailian below.

Bailian gave him a look and nodded silently.

The meaning was: leave this place to him!

The Dragon King no longer hesitated, instantly charging toward Helshest.

The first to charge forward was naturally his Mirage Dragon doppelganger!

He wanted to see how much damage this poison-wielding enemy could inflict on him.

Plague soldiers continuously emerged from the toxic liquid, then charged toward the pirates on the ground.

Bailian's gaze turned icy cold as he forcefully swung the iron fan in his hand.

"Dance, Frost White Lotus!"

The iron fan elegantly swept around him, and a blizzard-filled hurricane instantly centered on him, sweeping toward the plague soldiers attacking from all directions!

The bodies formed from toxic liquid hadn't even gotten close before gradually freezing into ice sculptures.

On the ground, it looked like a massive white ice lotus had bloomed.

Hundreds of plague soldiers were all sealed within it.

Meanwhile, on the main battlefield, the showdown between Helshest and the Dragon King was the core of cores.

Facing the attack of the Mirage Dragon doppelganger, Helshest's gas mask suddenly cracked open.

His pale white teeth parted as he spat out a stream of black mucus from his mouth.

The mucus immediately began swirling like a vortex, attracting the surrounding toxic liquid, and within moments transformed into a hideously ugly, extremely ferocious hell horse with only three legs!

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