Chapter 331

Chapter 331: The Final Strike

With matters having reached this point…

Flossie glanced at her wings. While her internal organs had been largely restored through the "Overspeed Regeneration" skill, her wings remained beyond this restorative effect.

Both pairs of her wings lay mangled and bloodied from previous clashes, rendering flight impossible.

Her limbs fared no better; though none had been severed, their severe injuries would undoubtedly hinder her speed.

Escape was no longer feasible.

Yet retreat had never crossed Flossie’s mind—not merely due to confidence in her power.

Though now outmatched by the ant swarm, her draconic pride refused to accept defeat by mere insects. The notion of fleeing her own domain in disgrace after such failure… this she found more intolerable than death itself!

Moreover, a far greater purpose anchored her resolve.

With another earth-shaking roar, Flossie lunged toward Red Pupil—now under Lin Yu’s possession.

…

"Strike its limbs!"

Magic Rainbow commanded the Class A ants as the wounded dragon surged toward the childlike figure. Her finger extended once more.

Crackling energy coalesced at her fingertip before erupting in a searing arc.

The lightning bolt pierced through an existing wound on the dragon’s left foreleg, exiting the other side with a sickening hiss and fresh blood spray.

Depleted of Magic Value, Flossie now mirrored Red Pupil’s earlier vulnerability—every defensive skill lay beyond her reach.

Without protective scales, each exposed injury became a critical weak point. To the swarming ants, their once-formidable foe now resembled nothing more than vulnerable flesh.

The queen’s daughters converged at Magic Rainbow’s call.

Army Lady and Weak Sound flanked the beast from opposing sides.

The golden-haired warrior hefted a massive greatsword—a three-meter behemoth salvaged from Foggy Castle, its gleaming edge thirsting for draconic blood.

Across from her, the dark-haired combatant’s limbs morphed into chitinous scythes, their razor edges rivaling the sword’s brutality.

Their synchronized target: the dragon’s forelimbs.

Flossie immediately discerned their strategy yet maintained her charge—these lower-tier ants shouldn’t trouble her, Magic Value or not.

The thought barely formed when her perspective lurched upward, neck snapping back…

Her hind legs sank—no, were sinking—into suddenly viscous earth!

A panicked glance confirmed the trap: quagmire engulfed her rear limbs courtesy of the Earth Digging Ant’s "Swamp" technique. Balance abandoned her as the terrain betrayed its sovereign.

Not just one, but dozens of Earth Digging Ants launched their assault simultaneously.

As Dragon Flossie’s Magic Value became fully depleted, the Class B ant tribe members gradually regained their mobility.

Seizing this opportunity, Army Lady and Weak Sound vanished from their positions, materializing instantly before Flossie in the next heartbeat.

Disaster!

During Flossie’s moment of shock, the heavy two-handed sword and ant forelimbs descended upon her existing wound in unison—

The sickening crunch of severed flesh and bone echoed as both forelimbs were nearly cleaved from their joints under the combined strike, eliciting an agonized roar from the dragon.

Two heavy thuds resonated as the severed limbs struck the earth.

Flossie’s massive frame wavered, tilting precariously forward before collapsing in a thunderous crash.

Her fallen form now lay mere meters from Red Pupil’s body, currently inhabited by Lin Yu’s consciousness.

At this distance…

Flossie’s eyes blazed with feral resolve as she attempted to raise her sole remaining weapon—that muscular tail—when…

"Thwack!"

A viscous sensation engulfed her tail, followed by complete immobilization.

"Not so fast, scaly!" sneered a green-haired girl grinding her heel into the trapped appendage. After delivering two contemptuous stomps, she glanced sideways. "Your turn!"

Shadow rippled across the battlefield—

A silhouette coalesced along the restrained tail, morphing into the form of a gray ant.

«You persist in survival?!»

The dragon’s grinding teeth echoed like stone millstones.

Ignoring the taunt, Darkling Stalker remained silent as surrounding shadows coalesced around her right forelimb, forming a three-meter blade of pure darkness.

With lethal precision, she swung the shadow-blade downward.

Schlikt!

Flesh parted like wet parchment. The severed tail erupted in a crimson geyser, depriving Flossie of her final offensive capability.

The combined assault had reduced her Health Value below 10%, the numbers continuing to hemorrhage alongside her lifeblood.

"Mother should deliver the coup de grâce," declared Magic Rainbow, approaching with Stealth One bearing Lin Yu’s physical form.

A nod. Lin Yu relinquished control of Red Pupil, consciousness snapping back to her original body. Sliding from Stealth One’s carapace, she faced the mutilated dragon—forelimbs severed, scales shattered, crimson torrents cascading down ravaged flanks.

Lord of the Forest… Eliminating this S-Class LV.55 entity would yield substantial experience. Yet how had mere ants triumphed over such power?

Lin Yu’s analytical gaze swept the defeated behemoth while reactivating Identification. Those terrifying skills and attributes remained awe-inspiring…

Victory stemmed from perfect conditions: the dragon’s attributes halved by critical weakness, augmented by stolen skills—Undying from Miyoshi Mitsui, Berserk from Luo Yong—combined with the yellow-haired reincarnator’s Unique Skill. Four reincarnators’ combined strength had achieved this bloodless miracle.

Through the haze of pain, Dragon Mother’s eyes met hers—no trace of fear, only smoldering draconic pride undimmed by defeat.