Chapter 120: Poisonous Mist

The Dragon of the Fifth Division of the Azure Dragon roared on the battlefield!

Li Ren let out a low shout, his hand extending the Purple-Gold Winged Divine Sword like a swimming dragon. The blade shimmered hazily, resembling an enraged divine dragon, its purple-gold fangs gleaming faintly with hints of azure light.

The Iron Saw Centipede tried to turn back, but it was too late. Ahead, Maomao was exerting overwhelming pressure, and behind, Li Ren’s Dragon Roar of the Wild had already been unleashed.

The Purple-Gold Winged Divine Sword pierced fiercely through the centipede’s armored back, stabbing all the way in. Even Li Ren’s own arm was halfway embedded within.

The centipede was formidable indeed. Despite the pain intensifying, it forcefully rammed Maomao away from its back, breaking free of the suppression at great cost.

Maomao, flung aside, was immediately drowned by the swarm of centipedes rushing in.

Yet Li Ren paid little mind; although those elite centipedes were strong, against Maomao’s nearly unnatural skills, they had no room to resist.

Still, Maomao had no hope of escaping the sea of centipedes anytime soon.

Li Ren’s hand remained deep inside the Iron Saw Centipede’s body. After shaking off Maomao, the centipede began to coil tightly. Though Li Ren was behind it, the centipede’s segmented joints skillfully twisted him around to the front.

Its two massive front pincers snapped toward the seemingly fragile skeleton monster behind it.

Seeing the pincers close in, Li Ren’s arm, originally lodged inside the centipede, suddenly trembled. With a roar of fury from the creature, Li Ren leapt off its back.

That roar was caused by Li Ren’s last-minute alteration of the Purple-Gold Winged Divine Sword’s shape within the centipede’s body.

Though invisible from outside, the centipede’s insides were already thoroughly damaged.

Li Ren flicked his arm, and the Purple-Gold Winged Divine Sword reappeared.

Provoked by Li Ren’s assault, the Iron Saw Centipede turned its massive form directly toward him.

Facing such a colossal beast, engaging in a head-on fight was clearly unwise.

Li Ren deftly dodged, but even as he evaded, the fierce gale whipped up by the centipede’s wild charge battered him relentlessly.

Neither side could gain the upper hand. Li Ren struck repeatedly, but the centipede was no pushover.

Though his attacks landed, the creature’s tough scales and the penalty imposed by the system’s level disparity severely diminished Li Ren’s damage.

Meanwhile, the centipede’s powerful skills sent Li Ren flying each time. Seeing his HP plummet rapidly, he felt the strain.

Glancing toward Maomao, he saw an unknown number of elite centipedes relentlessly charging at him.

Yet the situation was far better than initially.

At this pace, Maomao could finish off the remaining elite centipedes within three minutes, after which the two of them would gang up on the Iron Saw Centipede—making the fight far less arduous.

Until then, Li Ren had to hold out for three more minutes.

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