The Holy Sword, shining with divine light, approached, and Ailuo Doron hastily summoned the pure Holy Light to form a solid shield.
With a "clang," the shining Holy Sword collided with the not yet fully formed Holy Light Shield, sparking continuous golden sparks.
The Holy Sword easily sliced through Ailuo Doron’s incomplete shield, shattering it into fragments of Holy Light.
Yang Yu’s level had already reached the peak, while Ailuo Doron, the youngest offspring of Lutrola Doron, was nowhere near Yang Yu in level.
Due to Ailuo Doron’s unique nature, she was not skilled in combat.
Her Holy Light Shield shattered effortlessly by Yang Yu, Ailuo Doron was at a loss, unsure how to stop Yang Yu’s attack, as even her mother had suffered defeat at his hands—how could she withstand him?
Just as Ailuo Doron was in utter despair, chaotic hurricanes rose around her, enveloping her tightly just before Yang Yu’s Holy Sword could reach her.
The chaotic hurricane disrupted Yang Yu’s attack rhythm; his attack didn’t pierce Ailuo Doron but merely knocked her off Cider Doren’s back.
Spreading her dragon wings, Ailuo Doron found her balance amidst the whirlwind.
Thanks to her sister Cider Doren’s hurricane protection, Ailuo Doron temporarily escaped disaster.
Not allowing Ailuo Doron even a moment to catch her breath, her heart clenched at Yang Yu’s next move.
With incredible speed, Yang Yu skillfully maneuvered, dodging the multiple spiral hurricanes around Cider Doren, and stabbed a sword into Cider Doren’s back.
Shattering the [Broken Cocoon Butterfly], he expended life value and magic power to reconstruct the molting of [Broken Cocoon Butterfly], activating his equipped active ability, consuming blood volume again, and crimson blood spread from Yang Yu’s chest, draping him in a blood-red war garment.
[Fury Blood] was brewing, as Yang Yu circled Cider Doren, slicing her body as if peeling an apple.
In an instant, colorful feathers danced with bright red blood, and Cider Doren let out a thunderous wail, falling like a kite with a broken string.
Ailuo Doron widened her eyes.
As one of the first-born Evil Dragon’s offspring, Cider Doren possessed stronger abilities than those born later, but she was utterly powerless before Yang Yu.
Reaching forward, gathering a glimmer in her palm, Ailuo Doron intended to use her abilities to heal her sister.
But before she could release the Holy Light from her palm, Yang Yu, like a blazing blue-purple meteor, streaked across the sky towards her.
A crimson blade pierced her palm, coating the sword blade with an orange glow, and Yang Yu fiercely aimed at Ailuo Doron’s chest.
Yang Yu’s movements were too swift, and Ailuo Doron was still preparing healing skills; she had no way to convert the Holy Light in her hand to build a defense.
"I’m sorry... Mother..."
Ailuo Doron murmured an apology, suddenly noticing the sword blade in Yang Yu’s hand slow down, as if waiting for something.
Yang Yu’s previous actions had been decisive and quick, not one to "show mercy" without reason.
Ailuo Doron had a vague sense of foreboding, suddenly guessing the reason Yang Yu slowed his movements.
Don’t come over...
Just as Ailuo Doron prayed in her heart, a tall figure stood before her.
The sharp sword blade pierced that figure’s chest, spilling a crimson shower, with the hot blood splashing onto Ailuo Doron’s cheek.
Lutrola Doron, her mother, had stood before her, protecting her.
At this moment, Ailuo Doron wished her mother was still the cold and ruthless figure of the past, who would use their death to escape from here, instead of standing in her way.
Lutrola Doron wished she could be as cold and ruthless as before.
"What am I doing?
This shouldn’t be happening.
What’s happened to me?
Are my children more important than myself?
What a joke!"
Lutrola Doron roared, gathering a massive amount of magic power in her hands.
Deep yellow lightning flickered in her palm, and Lutrola Doron struck at the nearby Yang Yu, but Yang Yu, as if already anticipating her every move, had already dodged.
Yellow lightning crackled by, and Yang Yu withdrew the Holy Sword, flying upward at an angle, above Lutrola Doron and Ailuo Doron.
"[Light Veil]"
With a swing of the Holy Sword, a sacred light line passed between Lutrola Doron and Ailuo Doron.
A solid Light Veil separated Lutrola Doron and Ailuo Doron.
Clutching the hilt of the Holy Sword, golden sparks flew from the blade, as Yang Yu adjusted his position, locking eyes with Lutrola Doron, activating [Skill]:
"[Taunt]!"
Lutrola Doron, ready with new magic, just as she intended to use the [Light Veil] Yang Yu created to counterattack, found her body involuntarily striking towards Yang Yu.
Without any effort, Yang Yu dodged Lutrola Doron’s ordinary attack, aiming unerringly at Lutrola Doron’s heart, stabbing forward mercilessly.
The Holy Sword, glowing with golden sparks, pierced through Lutrola Doron’s chest once again.
This time, what burst forth from Lutrola Doron was not blood, but an incredibly brilliant light.
Lutrola Doron could feel her strength rapidly fading; she activated [Escape Expert] while quickly gathering nearby magic power, continuously healing her wounds to withstand Yang Yu’s attack.
Slowly raising his head, red light flickered in Yang Yu’s eyes as he spoke softly:
"As I thought, you’ve come to protect your last child.
It’s been a hard journey, but you and your offspring are all of no use.
I have absorbed all the power in my hands."
The cold words echoed in her ears, and Lutrola Doron’s eyes widened in disbelief, her mouth opening...
"You... could it be..."
Of course not.
Yang Yu, now wearing this solemn expression, purely wanted to crush Lutrola Doron’s spirit.
Although Lutrola Doron’s life value was continuously draining, it was also rapidly recovering.
Only by shattering Lutrola Doron’s spirit could Yang Yu use this strike to completely destroy Lutrola Doron.
Lutrola Doron couldn’t discern Yang Yu’s intentions; she only believed that the Lux who defeated her would not die so easily, and seeing Yang Yu’s stern expression now, perhaps Lux had indeed transferred to a new host, possibly to Yang Yu.
A momentary doubt became the last straw to break the camel’s back.
The golden sparks thoroughly pierced Lutrola Doron’s chest, taking away all her life force.
Glaring at Yang Yu in hatred, Lutrola Doron fell like a kite with a broken string, crashing onto the shattered Demon King City, kicking up a huge cloud of dust.
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