Chapter 364 – The Terror of Dragon Breath

“This is impossible”!

Amid Ovakain’s horrified roar, the dragon breath that seemed capable of annihilating everything actually came to a gradual halt before Punk. The dark green corrosive energy didn’t even reach the final three layers of Punk’s magical defenses. Blocking the path of the dragon breath was a semi-transparent energy shield shimmering with pale red radiance, stubbornly holding back the acid-dragon breath that was still furiously destroying everything. This seemingly fragile shield now stood like the most impregnable fortress, completely stopping the black dragon’s full-powered breath attack from advancing even an inch!

But this wasn’t the end. Just as Ovakain’s dragon breath energy was fully exhausted, the pale red shield suddenly transformed into an eerie sickly green. In the next instant, the shield—now exactly matching the color of Ovakain’s dragon breath—abruptly shot a breath attack back at the dragon soaring in the sky.

This “Reflected Dragon Breath” from “Walkerin’s Modified Ruby Shield” was more refined, more condensed, and even faster than Ovakain’s original breath. Seizing this opportunity, Punk behind the ruby shield swiftly enhanced this “Reflected Dragon Breath” with a mana-compressed “Magic Acceleration”!

Watching this even more terrifying dragon breath flying toward the unprepared Ovakain at nearly double the speed, Punk couldn’t help but let out a triumphant cold laugh inwardly.

From the very beginning, Punk had recognized the two strongest aspects of this black dragon Ovakain—foremost was its insane defensive capabilities, followed by its practically instant-death ultimate move: the dragon breath. If Ovakain’s multiple magical protections represented the “Strongest Shield,” then its terrifying dragon breath was undoubtedly the “Strongest Spear.”

However, no matter how strong the defense, as long as it wasn’t impervious to attacks, continuous bombardment could eventually wear it down. After prolonged desperate assaults by Punk, Ben Lajie, and Joni Zordas, the three Master-Level powerhouses had finally managed to strip away all seventeen layers of Ovakain’s magical defenses.

Now, Punk had used his trump card “Walkerin’s Modified Ruby Shield” to reflect Ovakain’s “Strongest Spear,” while coincidentally the black dragon’s “Strongest Shield” had already been shattered. Therefore, at this moment, Ovakain was about to face its own “Strongest Spear” completely unprotected.

As for what would happen to Ovakain after taking its own dragon breath, Punk believed… achieving severe injuries would be quite feasible. After all… this creature’s breath was absolutely outrageous. Even hiding behind the “Modified Ruby Shield,” Punk could feel his ultimate defensive trump card cracking inch by inch under the dragon breath’s erosion. Had Ovakain’s output been slightly stronger, it would be Punk facing disaster now.

Fortunately, there were no “what ifs” on the battlefield, and no one could predict the next reversal in this rapidly changing combat. Just like the unfortunate black dragon… Soaring mid-air, Ovakain never imagined that its most proud acid-breath would be reflected back, especially when its protective magic had already been stripped away.

“No”!!Experiencing the terrifying destructive energy of his own Dragon Breath for the first time, Ovakain’s expression grew increasingly horrified. Though he had never tested what would happen if struck by his own Dragon Breath, he was well aware of the defensive capabilities of his draconic scales.

The black dragon soaring mid-air immediately attempted to swerve sideways to evade. For him, even risking having another claw severed by Jiaoni was far preferable to taking a direct hit from his own Dragon Breath.

But… the spellcasters present were not limited to just Punk.

Ovakain had forgotten that Ben Lajie, still standing on the initial hillock with his usual lack of presence, was a genuine level seventeen Archmage specialized in Evocation. Though the portly old man lacked combat instincts, he was perfectly capable of seizing an opening and delivering a sharp follow-up strike.

The moment he saw Ovakain beat his wings, the already anxious Ben Lajie immediately acted according to the methods for dealing with flying enemies from Evocation Mage Combat Theory.

“Master-Level Evocation—Flame Chains”!

Countless chains blazing with incandescent flames erupted from Ben Lajie’s hands. These whirling, dancing fiery chains resembled soaring serpents, and as they converged toward Ovakain, the black dragon—already constrained by Jiaoni’s frenzied slashes—had no means of evasion.

Feeling the countless slender yet exceptionally resilient chains coiling around him like pythons, the enraged black dragon roared and activated “Rapid Shift” once more, shattering all the Flame Chains. But… the multitude of “Flame Chains” still caused the dragon’s movements to hesitate for an instant—and in that brief delay, Ovakain completely lost his chance to dodge the Dragon Breath.

“Rooooaaaarrrrgh”!

The unstoppable murky green Dragon Breath struck the black dragon’s shoulder directly. Dense clouds of etheric energy billowed out, and within a mere thousandth of a second, the dragon’s scale armor was utterly corroded. The billowing white smoke was the waste product of the terrifying Dragon Breath dissolving the black dragon’s flesh.

Feeling the acidic Dragon Breath vaporize his flesh and melt his bones, the immense agony wrenched a deafening roar of anguish from Ovakain. The shockwave from his space-shaking bellow even tore a layer of earth from the ground!

“Impressive, Ovakain Acidmaw. I’m sure even Tiamat¹ Five-Colored Dragon Mother would be shamed to learn of her unworthy descendant’s fate—a black dragon struck by his own Dragon Breath? You truly bring disgrace upon the Chromatic Dragons²“!

Watching the black dragon, half his body shrouded in white smoke, plummet from the sky to the ground, Punk gasped for breath as he pulled out a “Life Recovery Potion” and drank it in one gulp, all while delivering sharp mockery to Ovakain.

Yet even against the severely wounded black dragon, Punk’s taunts proved largely ineffective!

“Not all who wander are lost, little mage. I am nothing like my evil kin, and you shall not make me fall so easily”!

“Boom”!!The thick smoke signaled the Black Dragon’s severe injuries, but it also severely obstructed Jiaoni’s vision as he pursued Ovakain. Under the full-force sweep of the dragon’s tail, Jiaoni—whose strength was rapidly waning—was sent flying once more.

With the powerful swing of the Black Dragon’s tail, the dense white smoke around Ovakain dispersed, revealing Ovakain Acidmaw’s figure on the battlefield once again after he had endured a direct hit of Dragon Breath.

However, the Black Dragon now appeared utterly wretched.

(End of Chapter)