Chapter 337: Asmavasa
From afar, the dragon roared, and one magical circle after another unfolded, with colorful energy orbs converging and heading straight for Golden City, or to put it bluntly, Yuliya.
Yuliya raised her hand and clenched it, and one by one, the surging energy orbs disappeared.
She pointed downwards, and the energy balls suddenly appeared on the ground, sweeping through the monsters surrounding Golden City like a tidal wave.
In the blink of an eye, Yuliya found herself standing in front of the giant dragon.
With her right fist clenched tight, she unleashed a punch from a distance.
The surrounding space solidified into a transparent giant hand, mirroring her fist and slamming down onto the dragon’s chest.
The unexpected hit caused the dragon to halt mid-flight, twisting awkwardly in the air like a confused aerobatic pilot.
Then, in the next moment, a transparent giant hand came crashing down from above and slapped the dragon’s head, sending it crashing to the ground like a lead balloon.
[Name: Yuliya (Golden Lord, King of Gold)
Level: 80 (Legendary Stage)
HP: /]
This was Yuliya’s current status display, but mere mortals couldn’t see it.
Only another Boss could defeat this Boss, and she and Dragon God Shadow were on the same level.
To be more precise, she was stronger than the Dragon God Shadow.
After all, this was just a projection, a trivial fraction of their true power.
The Golden Kingdom had once faced the Dragon God’s true form.
Even that true form had paid a heavy price while rampaging through the Golden Kingdom.
Though it had achieved that result based on various foundations, if the Dragon God’s true form were to descend now, it could squash everyone, including Yuliya, with just a flap of its wings.
But this projection was not worth much.
The two sides erupted into a fierce battle in the distance, and every blow was earth-shattering, sending waves sweeping across the land.
However, from the perspective of those in Golden City, it seemed like… the dragon was always being beaten up!
It took to the skies, got slammed back down, flew up again only to be sent flying, and then… didn’t fly up again, being pinned to the ground.
The dragon roared and bellowed, but it was all in vain; it was firmly constrained by the powers of space.
It glared with bulging golden eyes, fixating on Yuliya, unleashing a mental shockwave.
Yuliya wouldn’t back down, retaliating with her Golden Eyes, ultimately making the dragon cry out in pain.
Their confrontation sent clouds of dust soaring into the sky, collapsing the ground time and again, scattering dark clouds, making the blazing sun seem a bit dimmer.
“Wow…”
“Even from this distance, with a barrier in between, I can feel the power surging.”
“What a divine battle! Just from this fight, I’d feel it’s worth dying for.”
The players marveled, astonished, thrilled, and excited.
They could win! Clearly, the NPC was stronger!
At this rate, the main quest would really be completed!
If they could take down this world Boss, the remaining monsters were nothing, not even worthy of carrying shoes!
Indeed, Yuliya was stronger than the Dragon God Shadow; the fact that the mission was progressing to the point where Yuliya was regaining her strength meant success was already in sight. They were just tidying things up now.
But tidying up would take time.
This dragon, with its divine properties and countless resistances, was stubborn as a rock.
Hit it as hard as they wanted, it was like chipping away at an iron lump—just a few scales would break off, making a little bl**d spill.
Those fragments and bl**d would dissipate into black smoke the moment they left the body.
But after being constantly hammered down like this, as a Dragon God and Time Demon God, it was fuming with rage, throwing its head back in a powerful roar.
It took Yuliya’s hits like a champ, curling its body into a ball, gathering strength.
Finally, at that moment, or maybe even earlier, the dragon suddenly unleashed itself, a massive roar echoing through the lands.
In the next instant, the world turned gray and white.
Everything came to an abrupt halt.
The world froze—not quite; it was more like it slowed down.
Everyone’s minds still functioned, but their bodies felt as if they were stuck in molasses, incapable of any movement.
This is bad!
Everyone gasped.
The players remembered that this Boss had the prefix title “Time Demon God”.
It was the real deal—a god capable of manipulating time.
In this time that moved so slowly it was almost still, it was the only being free to act as it pleased.
It broke free from its restraints and soared upwards, opening its enormous maw towards Yuliya.
Just like before.
However, this time, the outcome was different.
In the gray-white world, a beam of golden light lit up the skies.
The golden light first illuminated Yuliya, then erupted with force, sweeping through the entire gray world.
The world shattered like glass, cracking into countless fissures before exploding into vibrant hues again.
The golden light converged, forming a gigantic golden dragon that coiled in the air, then sank its teeth into the black dragon’s long neck.
The power of the dragon phoenix, when channeled by Yuliya now, was leagues stronger than Edward’s.
Now able to act, Yuliya pressed down her hand, and the black dragon’s previously swelling momentum was instantly suppressed.
The golden dragon firmly locked its neck, rendering it utterly immobile.
The previous attack that had slowed time had sapped most of its strength, depleting it of the divine power and authority it carried.
Now without those extra boosts, it was merely a dragon.
While strong, in front of Yuliya, it was just another special kind of monster.
Looking at it this way, the Dragon God Shadow’s last desperate burst had only hastened its demise.
“A mere projection dares to show off in front of me.”
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Yuliya slowly descended in front of the dragon, locking eyes with its dragon pupils.
The golden eyes actually resembled its dragon pupils quite a bit.
The dragon glared back, its gaze filled with spite and hatred, as if it wanted to cast a curse drawing the grudges of the entire world upon her.
Yuliya shook her head, scoffing.
She simply raised her hand, slicing downwards like a kn*fe.
In the next moment, the dragon’s body suddenly froze, its struggling subsiding, with malevolence still burning in its eyes, though it could no longer reflect anything in its pupils.
A clear crack began to widen on its neck, eventually cleaving it in two.
The golden dragon gobbled up the front half, soaring into the sky, proclaiming ultimate victory.
Soon after, a wave of black mist surged, engulfing the Dragon God Shadow’s massive form, dissolving it as it floated away into the heavens.
Did we win?
The adventurers of Golden City blinked, glancing at the distance, still not spotting the dragon’s figure, while the dark clouds overhead began to shift.
We really won!
In the next moment, a wild cheer erupted from Golden City.
They embraced, they wept.
Yuliya exhaled a sigh of relief.
She turned to head back to Golden City.
However, just then, the winds and clouds overhead churned violently, and the black mist suspended high in the sky didn’t disperse but began to gather again.
Yuliya abruptly looked up, her expression turning serious.
The others noticed something was off, and they all craned their necks to the sky.
There, the black mist roiled, merging with the dark clouds.
Before the swirling purple vortex, it formed a head similar to that of the dragon shadow, but larger, more fearsome, and utterly spine-chilling.
The dragon head opened its eyes and scanned the area before finally locking onto Yuliya.
Yuliya felt her body sink heavily as she dropped to the ground.
This feeling was unmistakable.
It was that guy.
Asmavasa!
