Breeding Dragons From Today
Breeding Dragons From Today - Chapter 359: Metamorphosis! Ancient Slaughter Dragon!

Barnard had just left the black-gold sun and entered the Land of Slaughter. His eyes suddenly widened, and he stared in disbelief at the scene within the ownerless city.

A slaughter dragon was currently battling against the Watcher and several of his clones.

Although the dragon was at a complete disadvantage, the dragon was only at the deity level!

A deity-level giant dragon was able to fight against several gods.

How terrifying was his talent to be able to accomplish this?

If he could subdue this giant dragon, when the giant dragon of slaughter grew stronger, it would definitely become his most powerful technique!

Thinking up to this point, Barnard revealed a greedy look as he looked at the giant dragon of slaughter. His heart was filled with eagerness, wanting to subdue the giant dragon of slaughter.

He didn't expect that he would use the monitor to scout the way and let the monitor encounter such a talented giant dragon of slaughter!

Barnard was about to fly into the ownerless city to compete with the monitor for the giant dragon.

Suddenly, he felt a cold gaze on him.

Barnard looked over.

Joelson!

In an instant, he understood that this dragon with terrifying talent was Joelson's!

This damnable brat was actually so lucky, to be able to acquire such a terrifyingly talented dragon.

Even he had never personally seen a giant slaughter dragon, much less one with such terrifying talent.

A hint of jealousy arose in Barnard's heart.

Sensing Barnard's appearance, Joelson turned his attention back to the battle. Looking at Fenrir, Joelson's gaze couldn't help but reveal a hint of worry.

Fenrir was being surrounded and attacked by a few gods. The injuries on his body were gradually worsening, and he was on the verge of being seriously injured.

Joelson let out a long sigh. "Is it still not working?"

A dark red bolt of lightning shot out from the slaughter sword. Joelson's gaze was ice-cold as he stared at the overseer, preparing to attack and kill.

It seemed that Fenrir's metamorphosis could only wait for the next opportunity.

Just as Joelson was about to attack, an angry roar rang out from the Land of Slaughter.

"Roar!"

The wounded Fenrir raised his enormous head and let out an angry roar.

Blood continued to gush out as he roared. Every single drop of fresh blood that flowed out was boiling.

Fenrir's aura suddenly rose, charging towards the demigod.

A wanton draconic aura spread out. The sky, the earth, and even the void began to tremble.

In the space of the pasture where no one could see, countless dragon roars suddenly sounded in the Dragon God Arena.

A few giant dragons in the pasture looked over curiously, not understanding what had happened.

Holy, who was sleeping soundly, was also startled awake. He raised his head to take a look.

Who was transforming again?

Forget it, continue sleeping.

After that, Holy yawned again, laid down, and went back to sleep.

A blood-red dragon flag rose into the air, fluttering against the wind. All the dragon flags fluttered, as if responding to it.

Boom!

A brilliant blood-red light descended from the sky, and a giant dragon phantom slowly emerged from the light.

In the next moment, the giant dragon phantom descended with an extremely vast and ancient aura. It instantly tore through the void and rushed towards the unknown distance at high speed.

In the Land of Slaughter.

A huge crack appeared in the sky, and a terrifying might came from within. A blood-red giant dragon phantom swam out from within and let out a vast and long dragon roar. It gradually resonated with Fenrir's furious roar.

An extremely terrifying dragon might spread out in the Land of Slaughter, and even the black and gold sun in the sky started to tremble.

When this scene appeared, the Watchers were completely dumbfounded, and they stood rooted to the ground.

The people watching from the ownerless city were also stunned.

The phantom of the giant dragon in the sky carried a terrifying might as it turned into a blood-red stream of light and swooped down, charging into Fenrir's body.

In an instant, the entire Land of Slaughter seemed to be filled with the roars of countless dragons. The void was stirred up, and the black and gold sun also started to tremble violently at this moment, shooting out golden rays and pillars of light randomly.

The people below were all kneeling on the ground, prostrating themselves as they worshipped Fenrir under this unstoppable draconic aura.

Joelson's gaze towards Fenrir was filled with surprise and delight.

He had succeeded!

Fenrir's body was covered in blood-red light and it was rapidly fusing with the dragon soul.

The Watcher suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly shouted, "Not good! It's about to ascend!"

The other clone cried out in surprise as well. "Quick, capture it. Once it becomes a demigod and joins forces with Joelson, we might not be their match!"

The Watcher's clones attacked at the same time, transforming into a streak of light. Their figures became blurry and they suddenly charged towards Fenrir, striking out with their most powerful attack.

Wherever they passed, the void shattered, leaving behind long black marks.

The few of them instantly rushed to Fenrir's side and, just as their attacks were about to land on the blood-red light enveloping Fenrir.

Fenrir, who was shrouded in the light, suddenly expanded his body, growing bigger and bigger.

The blood-red light covering Fenrir's body also expanded, directly knocking the few of them away. They turned into a stream of light and shot out, crashing into the mountain peak, leaving a deep hole. Cracks spread out like a spider web.

The people watching from the ownerless city all widened their eyes, revealing disbelief.

Everyone was in extreme shock because of the scene in front of them.

They only saw that the entire ownerless city was shrouded in a shadow. In the sky, a terrifying dragon that was like a mountain range spread its wings and covered the sky.

It was like a piece of land, an island suspended in the sky.

An enormous draconic aura came crashing down. Everyone was pressed down to the ground, unable to move.

Even the most powerful experts at the peak of the demigod level in the ownerless city were no exception.

Of the people still standing in the entire city, only Joelson was left.

"Roaaar!"

Fenrir raised his mountain-like head, as though he was excited by the terrifying power surging within his body.

Fenrir lowered his head and moved closer to Joelson.

Joelson reached out and touched Fenrir's palace-like nose.

Fenrir let out a comfortable growl.

Terance was already lying on the ground. Only he knew how terrifying it was to face such a huge dragon at such a close distance.

Even if Fenrir did not target him, he still felt the threat of death lingering around him.

Fenrir lifted his huge head, creating a hurricane.

The palace had been turned into rubble during the previous battle and was blown up into the sky by the hurricane.

Fenrir looked at the monitor who was sent flying into the mountain.

"Roar!"

With an angry roar, the slaughter law churned, and arcane power spread out. The void around them was shattered by this roar, revealing a large area of pitch-black color.

Fenrir flapped his wings and flew towards the Watchers.

The people in the ownerless land finally recovered from their shock.

They hurried to fly into the sky and follow him.