CHAPTER 425: CHAPTER 257: DRAGON GOD SHOWDOWN (PART 2)

Damn! They ran?! At this moment, David had no time to worry about the two dragon gods with their deep-seated grudges; the scene, almost resembling ’One Qi Transforms into Three Clears,’ had left him stunned for a while.

He seemed to have finally encountered an ability he couldn’t replicate using his own Authority—he had no avatars available.

No, wait, I have two alts too!

But before he could figure out how to summon these ’alts,’ the Babylonian War God was already charging at him, his longsword dragging across the ground, creating sparks.

Startled, David instinctively reared back on Farazur’s haunches and unleashed a gray torrent of [Negative Energy Breath] at Marduk.

This ancient Mesopotamian Dragon Slayer seemed entirely unafraid. As he charged forward, he swung his longsword, splitting the flow of [Negative Energy Breath] in two. The streams deflected to either side, shaving off another corner of the crumbling, decayed Dragon Palace.

The negative energy erosion, capable of devouring the life energy of mortals, seemed only to slightly dim the armor of this supreme god, upon whom the Babylonian pantheon had bestowed fifty titles in a single breath.

But it still shone brilliantly.

The life force of the Dragon God...

Was seemingly inexhaustible!

So strong! David couldn’t help but marvel.

He didn’t realize that this very champion warrior, who had just emerged, was the one who had slain Tiamat and used Her corpse to create the Babylonian World and humankind.

In a sense, he was facing a Child of the Plane from another world!

Under the relentless cycle of the Seven Sins, David could almost instinctively foresee the future, but this ability now brought him trouble.

No matter what scenario he envisioned, he was no match for this ancient Dragon Slayer.

The future in his eyes bifurcated, then split into three, then exploded into countless possibilities, yet not a single one showed a glimmer of victory.

Bahamut had lived for far too long. This was a crushing dominance born of age and experience.

However, I can’t beat you, but you can’t kill me either! David thought, his spirit soaring in defiance.

[Arrogance]

In his premonitions, every time the opponent killed him, their exquisite skills only made him stronger.

The next moment, Marduk swept past David, landed, dropping to one knee, and sheathed his sword.

David, along with the decayed Dragon God form he inhabited, was sliced into chunks.

But just as this body, which its tail could no longer contain, burst apart, its pieces suddenly converged again in mid-air.

Then, three dragons appeared in the sky, still carrying parts of the decayed Dragon God’s divinity. They were David Uthos, the Red Dragon; Karatrulka, the Blue Dragon; and Saphistouin, the Silver Dragon.

It was like the level-six Pandaren Brewmaster from Warcraft using [Wind, Fire, Thunder and Lightning].

The three avatars immediately spread their wings and scattered, always ensuring one remained far from the opponent, kiting him.

Thus, as long as not all three avatars died by the opponent’s sword simultaneously, he could continually multiply from one to three.

The Dragon God’s life was inexhaustible, and David’s avatars were an endless supply, truly like a cunning rabbit with three burrows.

Watching his three avatars, spaced miles apart, keep the opponent running ragged, David finally felt a sense of relief. He also began to find some joy in playing the role of an ’air unit,’ toying with a ground-based warrior.

While David was stalling one of Bahamut’s avatars in an almost cheat-like manner, the other two battlefields raged fiercely.

However, in contrast to David’s continuous back-and-forth game of ’hide-and-seek,’ the battle between Pafila and the Paladin was a straightforward, brutal clash.

No, initially, Pafila was almost single-handedly battering the Paladin, completely overpowering him. It was like a game of whack-a-mole, as she nearly pounded the Paladin, who wielded a round shield and battle-axe, into a pit filled with lava.

It was only when the Paladin, pressured by Pafila’s almost unreasonably violent tactics, resorted to a petrification armor ability reminiscent of an ’Avatar’ state that the fight began to look more conventional.

David never worried about his mother. After all, compared to the impulsive and willful Tiamat, Pafila seemed relatively more composed. Furthermore, Pafila had only descended as an incarnation. Even if this incarnation perished in battle, she would only lose the memories associated with this descent and a portion of her divine power.

What truly concerned David was their Dragon God, Bahamut.

He always felt that since Bahamut had allowed Tiamat to descend, he must have made corresponding preparations. He also knew that Tiamat, having prepared for so many years and unhesitatingly coming for this decisive battle, must have had her own plans.

But Tiamat’s dismal track record over the years... really didn’t inspire much confidence!

Indeed, after a prolonged and fierce battle, just as David was starting to feel like he was ’about to split,’ the Babylonian War God, who had been exerting relentless pressure on him, suddenly stopped in front of his Silver Dragon avatar.

Indeed... So it has finally come, has it?

All three of David’s Dragon avatars simultaneously lunged at Marduk.

[Wind of Absolute Silence]

CRACK.

Marduk’s body shattered, not spilling any blood, but disintegrating like sand carried off by the wind.

Simultaneously, the Paladin, who was being pummeled by Pafila to the point that his divine body and armor were nearly twisted and forged glowing red, also ’disintegrated.’

As expected, just as David and his mother had anticipated, Bahamut, after using the ’One Qi Transforms into Three Clears’ to tie them down, had withdrawn the divided power to concentrate his full strength against Tiamat.