bookpower Chapter 659: Chapter 659 - The Desert Sky Burns
Chapter 659: Chapter 659 - The Desert Sky Burns
chapter 659: chapter 659 - the desert sky burns
skeletal dragon?!
what the heck!
how does someone like him already have a summon this massive? how?! did he actually kill a dragon and turn it into his summon? that's insane!
the skeletal dragon spread its colossal wings, and with a single flap, it surged forward, covering an incredible distance effortlessly. perched atop its massive skull was galactron, sitting as though it were a casual throne.
"polly, fly as fast as you can!" broken shouted.
the dragon opened its gaping maw, releasing a torrent of green-and-black flames that roared through the air, heading straight for broken.
polly banked hard, diving downward in a desperate maneuver to avoid the blast. the flames streaked past, scorching the air above them, but the edge of the inferno still grazed broken. his health bar dipped sharply.
damn!
the dragon kept up its relentless assault, spewing fire that painted the sky in glowing trails of green and shadow. polly flapped her wings furiously, weaving through the air with incredible agility, while broken pressed his body close to her back to reduce the wind resistance buffeting him.
this skeletal dragon was a force of sheer destruction, its potential for devastation undeniable. broken couldn't help but imagine the chaos galactron could unleash if he decided to visit any city and reduce it to ashes with the dragon's terrifying power. the thought sent a chill down his spine. this wasn't just a weapon-it was a symbol of terror.
but one question gnawed at his mind. was this the first time galactron had summoned this skeletal dragon?
he had never heard of such a thing before. was this some new summon galactron had acquired? or was it simply another one of the necromancer's secrets, kept hidden until now? whatever the answer, it was clear: the existence of this dragon meant galactron's strength was far more dangerous than anyone had previously assumed.
dozens of magic circles formed around the dragon. before broken could process what was happening, they began to fire in unison.
not just magic missiles-green shadow fireballs.
they rained down like a relentless barrage, chasing polly with brutal precision. some of the fireballs exploded mid-air, creating chaotic shockwaves, while others struck randomly across the desert, sending up clouds of sand and fire.
polly darted and twisted in an effort to dodge, but one fireball clipped her wing. she let out a sharp cry as the green flames spread across the surface, leaving a burning trail of shadow fire.
if this kept up, polly would falter, and they'd both crash.
the day was waning, the sky slowly turning amber. if night fell, broken could activate his eternal flame form, granting him access to his scythe and long-range bow skills. but right now?
would arrows even be effective against this thing?
polly dove sharply, hugging the ground in an effort to shake the projectiles. but the fireballs continued to rain down, each impact tearing into the earth and erupting in violent explosions that sent shockwaves rolling through the desert.
"damn!" broken hissed, holding tight to polly as he assessed the situation.
stroked the fox's head, his expression softening briefly.
"master, i can still fight," polly said, her voice faint.
"it's okay," broken replied calmly. "rest, polly."
polly gave a small nod before her glowing form dissolved into light, vanishing.
across the battlefield, the skeletal dragon began to disintegrate as well, its massive frame breaking apart into streams of shadow and green energy. slowly, galactron descended from its head, his boots touching the desert floor as the dragon vanished completely.
was the summon duration up, or did galactron dismiss it to conserve resources?
broken didn't know for sure. what he did know was that the air was no longer an option. there was only one choice left-fight this necromancer head-on and end this quickly.
the grimoire beside galactron moved sharply, its pages flipping at a rapid pace, glowing runes appearing on the parchment.
around him, multiple magic circles began forming in the sand. these weren't massive like the one used for the dragon-they were smaller, just large enough to summon human-sized
creatures.
from the circles, energy surged-shadow and green mist twisting upward-and skeletal figures began clawing their way out, as if emerging from the depths of hell.
each skeleton was armed, some clutching swords, others daggers, their hollow eyes glowing faintly with green energy. they formed a ring around galactron, standing at attention like a
ghastly skeletal army.
broken narrowed his eyes. he wasn't unfamiliar with facing opponents who relied on summons—he had his own, after all. but the scale of this was something else entirely. whose summons were stronger? whose were greater in number?
"broken," galactron called out. "shall we continue? this is just the beginning. stage one."
he smirked, the faint glow of the grimoire intensifying as the skeletons raised their weapons
in unison.
broken raised his hand, summoning his wavebreaker spear in a flash of shimmering blue light. the weapon materialized in his grip. as the energy surged around him, his full gear set materialized piece by piece, encasing him in armor designed for endurance and devastating
strikes.
he clenched his spear tightly, his eyes scanning the skeletal army that surrounded galactron.
gaia, his most powerful summon, remained locked away for now. he couldn't afford to call her out yet—not against these summons. she would be vital on the real battlefield, and broken knew he'd need her strength when it mattered most.
"let's see how durable these summons of yours really are," broken muttered.