I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 860

Chapter 73: The Fall of the Corroded King

If the Dragon King’s power hit the target spot on, it might not even escape unscathed.

One shouldn’t underestimate the blood of the False King. Knowing the enemy still had strength left, Krolain certainly couldn’t afford to be careless.

When he saw Charlotte stepping forward to support the opponent, Krolain almost burst out laughing.

At a moment where life and death were at stake, the more they cared for each other, the easier it was to reveal vulnerabilities.

Only tiny ants needed to huddle together; true strong ones only needed to walk alone.

However, an unexpected change occurred.

Flames shot up to the sky, crimson fire surged.

The patterns of the flames, the fiery cat ears and tail—what the girl exhibited was precisely the emblem of the Beast King who controlled the original fire since the First Era.

Krolain never imagined that Charlotte, tightly clinging to the other, could instantly break through to Sequence 4 and reach the realm of a mythical being!

Ordinary Flame Prison Lions weren’t scary, but the patterns of flames were a symbol of the leader of the lion pride.

A symbol of a king.

What the heck is going on?!

Is it the power of the False King’s blood? Or is it really some bullshit called love?!

The reason no longer mattered.

What was important was that this time, the Corroded Dragon, Krolain finally felt a sense of danger more terrifying than the previous Lionheart King or the Dragon-slaying sword from moments ago.

Dragon roars shook the heavens, Krolain was the first to unleash his claws, with none of the previous lingering strength left.

His blade, wrapped in bone-corroding acid wind, was mightier than any earthly weapon, turning everything it touched into mush.

But that strike didn’t hit at all.

Before that, Charlotte had already taken a step forward, striking back with her palm.

Blood Fire Shared.

The swirling crimson flames condensed into a massive lion form, embodying the ultimate awakening of her bloodline, the true aspect of the Lion King purely constructed of the original fire.

The claws, laden with flames, struck first and hit the body of the Corroded King squarely.

With an explosive roar, large pieces of dragon scales exploded away, the fire turning flesh to ash, and the once-mighty Corroded King screamed, losing ground in their frontal clash.

Even if the Flame Prison Lion King just entered Sequence 4, how could it have such immense power?!

Unwilling to accept defeat, Krolain struck back, his claw piercing through the shoulder of the Flaming Lion King. The same injury appeared on Charlotte, but she merely scoffed, pressing forward despite her wounds.

With another high-pressure crimson claw striking, the acid covering Krolain’s body burned away, large patches of dragon scales flaked off.

The battle between the two ancient beasts ravaged everything around them; one half of the royal capital was engulfed in flames while the other half was drenched in acid, a terrifying force creating a horrifying storm. Both dragons and griffin knights hurried to avoid being caught up in it.

Every clash sent tremors through the earth; even the scorching flows of fire and acid spilling out were enough to turn mere mortals to dust. The mythical battle shocked everyone’s spirits, making even the battlefield by the city walls feel insignificant.

And after one round of trembling, Krolain finally couldn’t maintain his arrogance anymore, drenched in fire and blood, in pain and fury, he roared out.

Facing the approaching shadow of the Lion King, Krolain couldn’t care less about the pain of being burned by the crimson flames; he lunged at it, even though the strong impact pushed him back hundreds of meters, he finally managed to trap it, stopping Charlotte’s attack.

“Don’t get cocky, mortal! Your father couldn’t defeat me, and your end will be a thousand times more tragic than his!”

Krolain bared his fangs, brewing a terrifying breath in his mouth; a faint green light seemed to dim the very heavens.

Defense was not the Flame Prison Lion King’s strength; if it unleashed a Dragon Breath at close range, Krolain was confident he could turn both this flaming form and Charlotte to ash.

However, the girl opposite him scoffed without a hint of fear.

“Isn’t it possible I’m not fighting you one-on-one?”

Only then did Krolain realize that the Black-Haired Boy’s eyes had been stained with dark golden light once more.

It was too late.

Dark golden lightning descended once again, and the Dragon King’s pressure began to wreak havoc once more. Bathed in this terrifying aura resembling the demise of mountains and rivers, Krolain’s heart completely froze, and his blood couldn’t flow; the Dragon Breath he should have unleashed dimmed down.

“No…!”

In this fatal opening, the Flame Prison Lion King’s claw pierced through the massive dragon body, then aimed its blazing fangs at Krolain’s chest.

Breath of the Flame King.

The original fire exploded where the Lion King’s fangs pointed, and along with the explosion, Krolain’s body ignited, a booming firestorm erupted, creating a mushroom cloud that soared into the sky, a high-pressure wave of hot winds sweeping throughout everything.

Flying dragons and griffin knights were overturned by the high temperature, and soldiers on the city walls had to lie down to hide.

Amidst the inferno that burned heaven and earth, the wailing of the Corroded King was hauntingly unforgettable.

“Big sis! Brother! Save me…!”

Only tiny ants needed to huddle together.

Unfortunately, now it couldn’t even seize the opportunity to huddle.

A thousand miles away, the Frost Giant Dragon suddenly halted its wings, while the Black Dragon in the abyss opened its vertical pupil in shock.

The bone-burning pain coursed through the connected bloodlines, conveying the unbelievable truth to every dragon.

The Corroded King Krolain had fallen.

It was unknown how much time had passed, but the scorching wind slowly dissipated.

The dragons cried out, retreating like a tide.

The soldiers on the city walls stared in disbelief at the dragons fleeing outside.

“Meow meow meow, is this heaven…?”

Vanilla disdainfully pushed aside the useless sis trembling beneath her chest, gazing toward the center of the royal capital, murmuring: “No, we’re still alive.”

Meanwhile, the old Duke Raymond, ignoring his singed beard, suddenly stood up and laughed heartily.

“Everyone, we’ve won!”

Such beautiful words made it hard for the soldiers to believe for a moment.

Until they all looked up in the direction of the old duke.

In the center of the royal capital, the rolling lava caused the ground to sink, and the nightmarish Corroded Dragon had completely turned into a soundless charred corpse.

On the corpse of the dragon, the Flaming Princess and the Black-Haired Knight stood side by side.

The Corroded King was dead.

They had won.

Overjoyed emotions spread like a wild fire, eventually turning into a wave of cheers.

In a corner of the royal capital, reinforcements led by Karl were covered in soot but still laughed heartily.

“Stinky old man, looks like you really can’t compare to the youngsters now!”

“Did you see? Our kids are not as fragile as you thought. The Ainbrad family won’t disappoint you, and neither will your daughter.”

As the two teased and proudly laughed, the Lionheart King finally stopped being anxious, sharing the same shining joy.

Gentle sunlight penetrated through the smoke, falling on the scarred land.

On the corpse of the dragon, the exhausted boy and girl leaned against each other.

Charlotte managed a tired yet proud smile: “So, did you see how impressive I am?”

“Maybe you went a bit overboard? Is breaking through to Sequence 4 as simple as that?”

Staring at the fiery cat ears atop the girl’s head and the splendid flame patterns on her cheeks, Roy was utterly baffled.

Even now, he couldn’t understand how Charlotte had directly broken through to a higher level in just a split second of Bloodline Resonance.

No matter how high one’s talent was, that was just too exaggerated!

“Hehe, the stinky old man told me a little secret.”

“A secret?”

With her crimson pupils reflecting the boy’s face, Charlotte comfortably rested her head on his shoulder, smiling lightly without answering.