Breeding Dragons From Today
Breeding Dragons From Today - Chapter 307: The Might of a Spear Crushing the Throne

Facing these three people, Joelson said softly, "The three of you, can you help me test my spear?"

The three of them looked at each other, feeling uneasy and curious. They simply gritted their teeth and nodded in agreement. "Okay!"

The three thrones quickly pulled away from Joelson and stared at him with a solemn expression.

"Edward, make your move!"

Archer shouted at him.

Joelson nodded slightly and grabbed the spear of annihilation. He took a deep breath and the power of water and fire surged into the spear.

The body of the spear became hotter and heavier.

Boom!

Suddenly, the annihilation spear burst into a wisp of demonic purple flame that kept swaying.

Joelson's spiritual power locked onto the three thrones not far away and slowly stabbed the annihilation spear in his hand.

The instant he stabbed out, even the sky of the Saint Realm changed color.

The originally blue sky was quickly dyed purple. Following the movement of Joelson's stab, it quickly spread in the direction of the three thrones.

This shocking scene stunned the saint-level combatants watching the battle below.

At this moment, Joelson's aura could not be stopped.

"Hmph!"

The Flame Monarch was the first to step out.

Surging red flames ignited from his body. The power of his flame domain was unleashed to the extreme as it met Joelson's spear.

Purple and red flames battled each other in the sky.

The red flames were instantly defeated.

The Flame Monarch's expression suddenly changed. He could feel that his domain was like a weak bubble under this spear.

Puchi!

It was pierced through in an instant.

"Roar!"

He growled and his body rapidly turned into a dragon.

The veins on his ferocious face burst out. He gathered all the strength in his body and threw a vicious punch at Joelson.

However, his fist seemed to have received an unimaginable resistance. It merely touched the aftershock of this spear.

The dragon scales on the front end of his fist shattered one by one. His thick and strong arm continuously burst out with blood.

The Flame Throne seemed to have been hit by a heavy blow, and his burly body flew backward like a sandbag.

When he managed to stabilize his body, his right hand, which was waving his fist, trembled powerlessly. He was shocked that he could not fight against the Flame Throne at all!

Joelson's spear was still continuing. At this time, the entire sky was covered in purple, as if a purple ocean had collapsed.

The Light Throne was emitting a dazzling golden light. Endless holy light gathered into a huge sword and met the attack.

Then, without any suspense, it shattered, and his figure flew backward.

At this moment, Joelson's spear was finally fully unleashed.

A faint purple light shot out.

Archer faced the purple light directly. He felt a stab of pain between his brows, and his heart seemed to be tightly gripped by an invisible hand, beating wildly.

His figure quickly disappeared into the void. The danger of death that had not appeared for five thousand years appeared in his heart once again.

He had a strong premonition that if he could not dodge this spear, he would die!

Archer shuttled through the endless void. It was as if countless Archers had appeared in the sky and were fleeing in all directions.

But no matter how he dodged or which direction he fled in, he could not escape this spear.

The purple light bit on his body and pierced through the void continuously.

Cold sweat trickled down Archer's back. He had used the spatial law to its limit, but the distance between him and the purple light was still shrinking.

Finally, Archer could not dodge it anymore.

Staring at the purple light that was charging at his head, his eyes widened. His face was full of fear and despair. He growled, "No!"

Kacha!

Joelson's figure suddenly appeared in front of him. He casually waved his spear and shattered the purple light. He stood calmly in front of Archer.

Archer panted heavily. There was still panic in his eyes.

The Flame Monarch and the Light Throne looked at Joelson in shock as well.

The saint-level masters who had witnessed this battle opened their mouths wide and were stunned speechless.

Too powerful.

This spear seemed to be able to pierce through the sky.

The three great thrones joined hands to block but they still couldn't put up any resistance.

Archer and the other two fearfully distanced themselves from Joelson, feeling extremely complicated.

Joelson's strength was already much stronger than theirs. After obtaining the inferior divine artifact, he was even more powerful to the point of shocking them.

If the current Joelson wanted to deal with them, killing them would be as easy as squashing an ant.

Joelson glanced at the annihilation spear in his hand, then tore through the void and left.

Archer subconsciously shouted, "Edward, where are you going?"

Joelson's voice came from the pitch-black void.

"To deal with that skeleton."

Joelson shuttled through the void and kept approaching the Fallen Divine Kingdom. His eyes were bright.

He had only used 30% of his power in that attack just now.

It should be enough to deal with Angus Dubin now, right.

...

In the pitch-black void, a dense aura of death filled it.

On the mountain of bones, a skeleton with a black luster was sitting cross-legged on it.

Its consciousness slowly woke up.

The soul flames within its hollow eye sockets were burning.

"In three more years, I'll be able to completely cover my entire divine kingdom with my bone domain. At that time, I'll probably be able to return to my peak demigod level of power."

The soul flames throbbed.

"At that time, I'll be able to take back Priestley's divine alchemy spark. Perhaps I'll be able to use it to return to being a god."

Angus Dubin pondered. A thick aura of death surrounded him, and he was just about to continue his training.

Suddenly, the soul flames in his eye sockets began to throb violently, and his expression changed dramatically.

"Who?"

In the next moment, the undead dimension suddenly shattered.

A slender figure walked out from within. His powerful aura came crashing down, sweeping away the surrounding aura of death.

"It's you!"

Angus Dubin was slightly surprised. He sneered, "I didn't go looking for you. Instead, you came looking for me. You're really courting death."

Angus Dubin stood up and threw a vicious punch at Joelson.

The black bone fist sent out ripples in the air. Its power was extremely terrifying.

Joelson raised the annihilation spear and thrust it out. Compared to the previous battle with the three thrones, his aura was much smaller.

However, he had already used all his strength. The power of law in his body had been condensed to the tip of the spear.

The spear of annihilation collided with the bone fist, and it paused for a short while.

Then, the spatial cracks spread out like a spider web and suddenly broke.

Boom!

The collision of the god-level attacks caused the energy to completely explode, causing the space between the two to completely collapse, forming a huge black hole.

Angus Dubin's punch had no effect, and he looked slightly surprised.

When his gaze landed on the annihilation spear in Joelson's hand, he couldn't help but exclaim, "A peak inferior divine artifact?"

Then, he laughed loudly, "Hahaha, although it's not an undead divine artifact, it's more than enough for me to use now."

Angus Dubin charged forward once more and punched out with a power far greater than before.