Chapter 338

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Chapter 338: Mourning
The Red Fruit was extremely important to Huan. The giant beast immediately fought desperately, somehow causing its Beast Soul on its back to suddenly swell, as if it was about to explode.
In an instant, Luo Yan felt a strong sense of danger. Dragon scales appeared on his body surface, covering his whole body, and suddenly, Luo Yan emitted a fierce intent.
Outside the cockpit, the jade dragon of the Original Soul shadow suddenly raised its head, the two small protruding horns on its head rapidly rising, scales all over the body glowing green, its dragon beard fluttering, and it expanded in an instant.
Transforming into a hundred-meter-long azure dragon, it quickly hovered, guarding the Original Soul shadow and the mecha.
The next second.
Huan’s Beast Soul exploded, sending bright lights bursting out of the shadow, making it seem like a blazing sun rising in the dark night.
The violent impact spread like a tsunami, and the dragon transformed from the blue dragon vanished instantly, followed by the overlapping Original Soul shadows being engulfed by the light.
In the strong light, the ‘White Dragon’ mecha shook wildly, with its armor transforming from head to toe.
In the cockpit, the panoramic window shattered, then the strong light brought intense pressure shining through.
At this moment, the Original Soul shadow turned around, opened its arms to protect the cockpit, shielding the intense light with its back.
Inside the cockpit, Luo Yan heard deafening explosions in his ears, his body shaking violently. It was unclear how long it took for him to come back to his senses.
At this moment, Luo Yan was bleeding from his nostrils, many dragon scales twisted blackly, and his pilot suit was riddled with holes.
As he moved slightly, he coughed up a large amount of blood from his mouth.
Luo Yan was breathing heavily in the smoke and electrical fire, struggling to undo his seatbelt, then crawled out through the crack in the panoramic window.
The ‘White Dragon’ transformed, twisted, and shattered its entire outer shell.
Electricity and flames surged out.
The mecha was almost scrapped.
With the protection of the Original Soul shadow, otherwise, Huan’s Beast Soul explosion would be enough to destroy this mecha that had just entered the Divine Guard level gate into pieces.
At this moment, the blurry figure of the lost Azure Dragon, the Original Soul shadow, flickered and disappeared in front of Luo Yan.
Luo Yan breathed heavily, like a bellows, as he looked towards the ground.
The land was desolate, Huan was blasted into two halves, but still alive. The front half of his body was digging the ground with one claw, trying to crawl towards the Red Fruit that had fallen on the ground.
So determined!
Luo Yan bit his tongue to make himself a little more alert through the pain.
He turned around and looked at ‘White Dragon’.
Breathing heavily.
Whispered softly, “Lend me your power, lend me your final power.”
He closed his eyes, feeling the presence of ‘White Dragon’, connecting with the already badly damaged mecha.
Instantly.
Luo Yan saw the sky.
Felt the serious damage his body had suffered.
This is ‘White Dragon’s feeling!
“Get up…”
“Even if it’s the last time.”
“Stand up!”
Luo Yan gritted his teeth, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and his temple pulsating.
The ‘White Dragon’ lying on the ground let out a groan, slowly, gradually sitting up.
Spotting the mecha getting up, Huan crawled faster, opening his mouth towards the Red Fruit on the ground.
The ‘White Dragon’ unsteadily stood up, with armor pieces falling off its body.
The Supercore Matrix barely functioning, causing the mecha’s outer armor to regenerate.
However, the mecha was severely damaged this time, with some parts of its skeleton visible.
The backup power couldn’t repair damage of this extent instantaneously.
As the mecha moved, Luo Yan rolled to the ground and lay there.
Now he had no strength left to stand up, and focused all his remaining energy on controlling the mecha.
He could only lie on the cold ground.
Like a wounded warrior refusing to surrender to fate, the ‘White Dragon’ walked to where Huan was moments before, and unsheathed the sword ‘Flying Cloud’.
Crack, crack.
The sword broke into pieces, leaving only two-thirds of its blade.
‘White Dragon’ held the sword, and slowly made his way towards Huan who was crawling.
Huan opened his mouth wide and scooped up a lot of sand and rocks from the ground, but successfully grabbed the Red Fruit with his mouth.
But at that moment, ‘White Dragon’ caught up from behind, and the short distance seemed to drain the last traces of energy from the mecha.
The ‘White Dragon’ leaned over, falling towards the ground, about to drop, then abruptly bent his right leg, kneeling on the ground.
At the same time, the leftover sword in his hand flipped over and he fiercely stabbed downwards.
Pfft.
The sword stabbed into Huan’s head, went into its mouth, pierced Red Fruit, nailed through the giant beast’s jaw, and finally stuck into the ground.
The ‘Flying Cloud’ was nearly handle-less.
The ‘White Dragon’ put all his weight on the sword handle.
The last speck of red light in the mecha’s eyes blinked twice and completely disappeared.
Luo Yan suddenly opened his eyes, no longer connected to the ‘White Dragon.’
But this time was different, it wasn’t him who disconnected, but the connection between the ‘White Dragon’ and him disappeared.
As if.
Mecha is already dead!
Luo Yan felt a wave of sorrow in his heart, as if he had lost an important friend forever.
He held his chest, breathing heavily, and after calming his emotions a little, he reluctantly looked in Huan’s direction.
The giant beast had its mouth wide open, completely still, already dead.
At that moment, there was a “crack” sound in its mouth, as if something had broken.
Then a deep crimson lava flowed out from the giant beast’s mouth, the liquid was hot, emitting high temperature, like magma.
Upon falling to the ground, some seeped into the soil, while some evaporated into amber-colored gas.
Afterward, that piece of amber gas split into tens of thousands of breaths, writhing and rising into the sky, gradually dissipating.
Luo Yan could no longer activate the Divine Hidden Art, so he couldn’t figure out what those glowing gases were.
But from the gaps in his dragon scales, a hint of blood-red aura rose.
As the aura rose into the air, it faintly gathered into a huge creature with spikes all over, horns, flowing whiskers, resembling a dragon and a lizard.
This dragon lizard suddenly opened its mouth, inhaling as the amber-colored gases in the air were drawn towards it.
One after another, the gases flew into the dragon lizard’s gaping mouth.
Luo Yan looked up at the dragon lizard’s shadow swirling clouds, feeling puzzled, not understanding what was happening.
From the shape of the dragon lizard and its fierce aura, he felt that this creature was related to the ‘Dragon Transformation’ posture and ‘Dragon Blood Essence’.
Thinking of Huan’s obsession with that Red Fruit, it made sense that the creature transformed by ‘Dragon Blood Essence’ would be interested in the amber glowing gases formed by evaporating the Red Fruit’s essence.
For a giant beast, that Red Fruit should be a great source of nourishment.
Maybe it is the key to Huan’s evolution.
Huan hasn’t fully digested the Red Fruit yet, so it hasn’t advanced to the ‘Nightmare level’. That’s why it was taken away by itself.
The ‘Dragon Blood Essence’ has absorbed the amber light, which may trigger some kind of change.
Luo Yan is unsure what kind of effect this change will have.
Soon, the fierce creature seemed satisfied and left after eating and drinking its fill.
The faint blood-red aura returned to the gaps between the dragon scales, then these scales entered Luo Yan’s skin and disappeared.