nucmednet Chapter 819 - 752: An Unexpected Encounter with Audric
Chapter 819 - 752: An Unexpected Encounter with Audric
When the final scream faded, the entire valley finally returned to silence.
Duke stood at the center of the ruins, the sand streams around him slowly dissipating.
He glanced at the three Level 2 Essences in his hand, then looked at the Sand Servants cleaning up the battlefield in the distance.
Three hundred Sand Servants, now there are over two hundred left.
The ground was scattered with more than forty corpses of Level 1 Fairies, along with some Sand Servant remnants.
These were dispersed during the battle, and now they were slowly reassembling.
Duke walked over and began to collect the Life Essence of those Level 1 Fairies.
More than forty clusters of emerald green light were stored in petri dishes, neatly stacked.
Just as he was about to pick up the last cluster of Essence, his movements suddenly paused.
Behind him, something was rapidly approaching.
Duke turned abruptly, the yellow sand instantly condensed into a sand wall before him.
Three figures emerged from the woods, landing at the edge of the valley.
Leading the group was a man in a dark red robe, his golden hair shimmering under the moonlight; his pale golden vertical pupils swept across the battlefield’s devastation before settling on Duke.
Audric Bloodgold.
Behind him, two young wizards dressed in blood rose magic robes, one male and one female, both exuding Level 2 aura.
"Is this..." the witch’s eyes widened, taking in the battle marks and lingering energy fluctuations, "all done by one person?"
The warlock’s gaze fell on Duke, his pupils slightly narrowed: "You are... the one from Black Sail, ranked fifth in the Illusion Tower, Duke?"
Audric ignored his companion’s exclamations.
He stepped forward, moving past the shattered shanties and dried bloodstains, his gaze lingering momentarily on the Level 2 Fairy remnants, then looking at the petri dishes in Duke’s hand.
Those emerald green lights were particularly alluring under the moonlight.
"Life Essence." Audric said softly, his tone betraying neither admiration nor anything else, "Quite a bit."
He raised his head, his pale golden vertical pupils fixed on Duke.
"Hand it over."
Just two simple words, yet imbued with an unquestionable authority.
Duke frowned slightly.
The warlock behind Audric spoke timely, with a superior tone: "Duke, right? Didn’t you hear Lord Audric? Hand over those Life Essences; it’s your honor if the lord is in a good mood."
The witch also laughed, her smile full of disdain: "Wiping out a tribe solo? Quite capable. Boy, hand over the Life Essences. If the lord is pleased, might be you’ll get to work for the Blood Gold Clan."
Duke didn’t look at them, focusing solely on Audric.
"Sorry, I’m not interested."
Audric’s lips curled slightly, the same smile as on the square before, one that loomed above all, seeing everything as ants.
"Not interested?" He repeated as if hearing a joke, "You dare to refuse me, someone with dirt poor origins?"
He took a step forward, unleashing a terrifying aura.
Golden light erupted from behind him, converging into a massive golden cloud in the air.
The cloud split, revealing suffocating pressure, the Dragon’s Might.
A gigantic dragon claw slowly extended from the fissure.
The entire claw was golden, each scale as big as a basin, the claw tip glinting coldly; even half revealed, it already obscured half of the sky.
"You don’t understand," Audric’s voice came from the golden light, indifferent as stating a fact, "You don’t even qualify as my servant."
He lightly lifted his chin.
"Hand it over, don’t make me say it a third time."
Duke was silent for a moment.
He glanced at the petri dishes in his hand, then at the dragon claw slowly emerging in the air.
Then he raised his head and smiled.
"If you want them, come and get them yourself."
Audric’s eyes narrowed.
"Seeking death."
He waved his hand, the enormous dragon claw pressed down, bearing enough power to crush mountains, aiming to seize Duke.
At the same instant, Duke raised his left hand.
The Yellow Sand Crystal on his inner left arm exploded with blinding light.
Countless Metallic Yellow Sand poured out from inside him, rushing skyward, instantly condensing, stacking, soaring; a towering titan appeared.
Giant Divine Soldier summon.
This summoned Demon God was entirely black, no armor, no weapons, just explosive muscles.
Its head resembled some ancient beast, fangs interlocked, eyes burning with blood-red flames.
The Demon God’s hands were massive, fingers thick as centuries-old trees, knuckles covered with sharp bone spurs.
As the dragon claw descended, the titan reached out with both hands, firmly gripping the claw.
Boom——!!
The shockwave from the collision spread wildly around, uprooting the remaining giant trees at the valley’s edge, collapsing hills, tearing countless deep chasms into the ground.
The titan’s arm muscles bulged, its feet retreated step by step, plowing two deep furrows in the soil.
But it held onto the dragon claw with all its might, not allowing it to fall an inch.
Audric’s expression changed for the first time.
He looked at the giant over three hundred meters tall, watching it clutch the dragon claw he’d summoned, a trace of surprise crossed his pale golden vertical pupils, then transformed into a fiercer battle intent.