Powerful

As the Dragon of Albion, this might be the most frustrating battle Melusine had ever fought in her entire life.

As a pure-blooded dragon standing at the pinnacle of phantasmal species, though not as imposing as the other dragons in terms of appearance, Albion's physical strength was on par with its brethren.

In past battles, Albion relied on its absolute strength advantage to crush enemies, never needing to resort to other abilities. A gentle tap alone would flatten its opponents like paper.

However, Melusine never imagined she would one day engage in a head-on confrontation with a human on equal terms.

Though she didn't technically lose, it was a huge embarrassment for a dragon.

Especially now, the human, taking advantage of his smaller size, relentlessly attacked her by exploiting her massive dragon body. Coupled with what seemed to be a profound mastery of spatial magecraft, he always struck and shifted position, leaving her unable to retaliate at all.

It felt like a scene from before where she used her afterimages to attack him from all directions, but this time, the roles had reversed.

What made Melusine even more frustrated was that she couldn't casually revert from her dragon form to her human form; otherwise, she would stand no chance against this human.

Moreover, due to her close proximity to him, she dared not use any large-scale destructive abilities. Not only was hitting him uncertain, but in the worst-case scenario, she might be struck by her own attack.

Intense pain radiated throughout Melusine's body as Arkhan's terrifying punches matched the strength of a dragon. Even the resilient body of the Dragon of Albion couldn't withstand his relentless attacks.

*ROOOAAARRR—!!!*

Melusine roared in pain, her draconic pupils revealing ferocity.

On her chest, a mysterious symbol engraved on the black scales suddenly emitted a bright light, a mysterious aura spreading out and sweeping the surrounding area in an instant, covering a radius of kilometers.

"This is..." Arkhan furrowed his brows slightly.

Somehow, he felt the surrounding space had become much denser, like an unbreakable diamond, with no loopholes whatsoever.

He gestured with his fingers to the side, and a thin black crack opened up, lasting only for a few seconds before disappearing without a trace.

'The space here has been reinforced...' Arkhan's expression hardened slightly.

Losing control over spatial manipulation meant losing crucial maneuverability.

His gaze fell on the bright glowing symbol on the black dragon's chest, a symbol he had never seen before. In terms of power, it was clearly not inferior to the primordial rune.

'Now let's see you try to escape!' Melusine felt a sense of satisfaction as she saw Arkhan's furrowed brow.

In fact, she was inspired by him just now.

Since Arkhan could suppress her superfast movement with heavy gravity, she could naturally suppress the surrounding space, preventing him from teleporting.

After all, reinforcing space was a trivial matter for her. As the first and last dragon, her power was something even the gods couldn't fathom.

Now, it was finally time for her to counterattack!

With a flash of ferocity in Melusine's draconic pupils, three symbols on her body lit up one after another, and her speed skyrocketed instantly.

*Whoosh!*

Her massive dragon body seemed to teleport in front of Arkhan, her black claws enveloped in a chilly silver light, exuding an incredibly sharp aura, like an unsheathed divine weapon.

At the same time, a layer of gray-brown glow wrapped around the surface of her claws, carrying an indescribable heaviness, as if even a mountain could easily be shattered.

To completely eliminate this thorn in front of her, Melusine held nothing back, raising her claws high and slamming them fiercely toward Arkhan.

'Die!'

However, the scene she envisioned did not unfold.

Almost in the instant when her dragon's claw was about to strike down, a burst of crimson light erupted from the cracks between her claws, followed by an indescribable and terrifying high temperature, causing even the reinforced space around to become unstable and fluctuate!

A strong burning sensation swept along her dragon's claw, and for a moment, Melusine even felt as if she had grasped the sun itself!

"Shamash, unleashed!"

A deep male voice resonated through the vast sky, and in an instant, a crimson light erupted, fiery flames surged like raging waves, rushing upwards!

A sense of imminent danger instantly enveloped Melusine, without any hesitation, she immediately activated her extreme speed and fled from the range of the flames.

However, because she was too close, she was still unavoidably affected by the flames to some extent. Her dragon scale, which could withstand temperatures of over a thousand degrees, was instantly charred black, and the flesh beneath suffered severe burns, emitting a scent of roasted meat.

Her claws were the first to come into contact with the flames, hence they were the most damaged. Almost entirely burnt into charcoal, her entire claw had lost its ability to move.

Melusine attempted to heal herself but to her despair, she quickly discovered that no matter how powerful her healing magecraft was, it seemed futile in the face of her injuries.

Mainly because her injuries still retained a trace of those fiery flames, like a festering sore, hindering the recovery process.

These flames needed to be forced out of her body before it could truly heal, but these flames were exceptionally stubborn, and could only be forcibly expelled with her magical energy.

Unfortunately, the entire process would take at least two to three days.

However, she was currently still in the middle of battle, so how could that terrifying human possibly give her such time to recover?

Melusine had never imagined that she would suffer such a horrific injury in just an instant. She had originally thought that by sealing his mobility, victory was almost assured, but she hadn't expected that he was hiding such a terrifying power.

Melusine looked at the crimson greatsword in Arkhan's hand, a strong sense of dread filling her eyes.

Such a terrifying weapon, even in the Age of Gods, few could match it.

Where did this human get it from?

Could it be that he was actually some unknown god?

Melusine instantly dismissed this idea.

As Albion, she had witnessed the entire Age of Gods, so she couldn't possibly fail to recognize a god entity.

While this human did indeed possess some divinity, it differed from the inborn divinity of gods, as his divinity was more akin to becoming god through belief.

In other words, many people worshiped this black-haired human as if he were a god.

Not a god, yet wielding such a terrifying weapon, and infused with the blood of a pure-blood dragon, this human was even scarier than a true god!

Melusine had to admit that at this moment, she could no longer regard Arkhan as one of those insignificant humans, but as an extremely powerful foe!