1. Frenzied Assault
Lin Ye's eyes had turned completely blood-red, filled with uncontrollable anger and hatred. Having lost all reason, he was like a beast cornered with nowhere to escape, roaring as he pounced toward the golden-robed elder. With each massive strike of his dragon claws, the air was torn apart with such force that it felt like a violent storm was sweeping through the surroundings. The space around him twisted under the intensity of his attacks, each strike carrying destructive power, as if he meant to obliterate everything in his path.
"Die!" Lin Ye almost spat the words through gritted teeth, his voice filled with uncontainable murderous intent.
His dragon tail swept toward the golden-robed elder like a bolt of lightning, the immense power smashing a stone pillar into pieces, sending shards flying in all directions. Yet the golden-robed elder remained unfazed, his expression calm as he faced Lin Ye's enraged assault, as though he had expected this from the very beginning.
2. The Strength of the Strong
The golden-robed elder did not choose to retreat. His hands began forming seals, and as the seals completed, the surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment. Then, beams of golden light surged forward like a смертельная коса (death scythe), swiftly aiming for Lin Ye’s vital points. The light beams were sharp beyond measure, each one carrying a suffocating pressure, as if it were a divine punishment descending from the heavens.
Lin Ye quickly raised his dragon claws to block, but these golden beams were incredibly sharp, tearing through his scales and cutting into his sturdy dragon body, leaving deep wounds that revealed his bones. Each cut caused Lin Ye excruciating pain, but he did not stop his assault.
“Do you think you can kill me?” Lin Ye whispered through clenched teeth, the savage light in his eyes intensifying. Despite the severe wounds, he gritted his teeth and continued to fight, even as blood stained the entire battlefield.
The golden-robed elder’s spells seemed endless. Every wave of his hand sent more golden beams at Lin Ye. Lin Ye swung his dragon tail in an attempt to block, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t avoid all of them. Each strike made his body feel heavier, blood flowing continuously and staining the battlefield.
3. Wounded Again
As the battle raged on, Lin Ye's body was already covered in wounds. His dragon form, battered by the golden-robed elder’s spells, was on the verge of collapse. Each strike left him bloodied, the deep wounds impossible to conceal. The sound of his scales cracking filled the air, and blood poured from his body, pooling around him.
His vision blurred, and his demon energy was rapidly depleting. Despite this, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to keep going, determined not to fall.
“I can’t lose...” Lin Ye murmured to himself, the blood-red light in his eyes growing even more intense. With every heavy blow, his killing intent grew more resolute, as if he were pushing himself toward the final stage of revenge through his own death.
Just as the golden-robed elder prepared to deliver the final blow, Lin Ye suddenly unleashed his last burst of power. He roared and transformed into a streak of lightning, charging straight at the golden-robed elder.
However, a cold smile flashed across the elder's face. "You think you can...?"
4. Conclusion
Lin Ye’s body had reached its limit, blood continuing to pour from him. His eyes were almost completely submerged in the blood-red glow. Even so, he pushed himself forward, his indomitable resolve and the power of vengeance driving him to charge at the golden-robed elder.
The golden-robed elder’s expression grew more serious, a cold gleam flickering in his eyes. It seemed that Lin Ye's final strike would determine their fates.
How long can Lin Ye hold on? Can he still turn the tide in this desperate battle? Will his path of revenge end here?
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