<h4>Chapter 2285: Chapter 2285: Divine Blood</h4>
"Ilia Danvers,e out!"
Trent Marsh’s shout echoed through Mont.
"Come out and face me!"
His voice rose again!
"Sorry, I don’t have the time right now."
Ilia Danvers’ voice came from an unknown ce.
"If you’re really capable, fight your way to the gates of the Mont Royal Pce."
"I, Ilia Danvers, am sitting on the dragon throne. But in your current state, Lord Theodore Marsh, it seems quite difficult."
"Do you really think Mont is a ce where you can do as you please?"
"Trent Marsh, times have changed."
The moment Ilia Danvers’ voice fell, three dragons appeared in the sky!
The three dragons roared as they circled.
They were over ten meters long, entirely golden!
Golden dragons!
"Haha! Dragons! We yed dragons back then, yet today, dragons still soar in the sky."
Trent Marsh didn’t fear; he only grew more excited.
The appearance of dragons indicated that something indeed happened with the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance back then.
In the memories left by Silvio Reed, Trent Marsh saw golden dragons as part of the conspiracy.
He must find out what happened back then.
The existence of dragons proved those memories were mostly true.
"Just three broken dragons can’t stop me."
Trent Marsh walked forward with bare hands.
The sword in his hand had already exploded during the dragon ying.
Transforming into Sword Qi.
Yet as he stepped forward, a blood sword surprisingly re-condensed in his hand.
"A formation?"
In the distance, Julius Reed squinted his eyes, watching Trent Marsh’s steps.
He seemed to walk casually, but each step was actually a formation point.
Trent Marsh was setting up a formation!
He walked seven steps.
Stopped.
Along the path he walked, six swords appeared.
Counting the one in his hand, there were seven swords in total.
Trent Marsh reached out bitterly and touched the wound on his chest.
The sword from Cooper Yarrow had directly pierced his shoulder.
The bones were visible.
For an ordinary martial artist, he would have died from blood loss long ago.
But Trent Marsh’s exceptionally strong physique allowed him to stand here, maintaining a state of life.
The first golden dragon couldn’t hold back, diving down.
It transformed into a golden streak of light, opening its mouth, its wings like two golden des, howling to cut down!
Boom!
When the golden dragon passed through the formation, the first sword exploded!
It was as if the golden dragon had been hit by something, causing a deviation in its flight path.
Then, the second sword exploded!
The dragon scales of the golden dragon showed obvious cracks!
The third, fourth!
The golden dragon advanced rapidly, with six swords exploding in session!
The golden dragon now had wounds on its body.
Six swords, six sword formations!
Barely breaking through the golden dragon’s scales.
Trent Marsh reached out!
Forcibly grabbed the golden dragon blocked by the six sword formations.
"I am the Dragon yer!"
sh!
He pried open the golden dragon’s mouth and thrust the longsword inside!
Then swiftly pulled it out!
Blood sttered everywhere.
The golden dragon fell to the ground.
Bing a corpse.
"Continue." Trent Marsh looked up, provoking the remaining two golden dragons in the sky.
He didn’t expect dragons to appear at all.
Traitor!
Cursing, he suddenly thought of himself.
If he hadn’t insisted on taming the dragons, but instead had destroyed thempletely, perhaps none of this would’ve happened now?
Trent Marsh shook his head, ignoring the two dragons overhead, as he walked towards the royal city.
He had just turned around when another dragon charged swiftly!
Trent Marsh quickly turned, blocking the blood sword, formed from Sword Qi, in front of him!
Boom!
The blood sword was directly shattered!
The powerful impact sent Trent Marsh flying!
The red glow around him gradually dimmed.
Strength began to dissipate.
Boom!
The golden dragon crashed into the city wall.
The thick walls of Mont were hit so hard a hole appeared.
Trent Marsh was embedded in the wall, gripping the dragon’s jaws tightly.
"Die!"
In a fierce grab, he forcibly pried open the dragon’s mouth!
"Argh!"
Trent Marsh, his eyes red, roared violently, broke the dragon’s tooth, and brutally drove it into the dragon’s throat!
Slicing it open hard!
Blood gushed out!
The golden dragon roared and struggled, pping a few times before it died on the ground too.
Dragons are powerful, yet fragile.
Jovany Leopold said this once.
Seeing itspanion die tragically, the third golden dragon charged towards the hole in the city wall where Trent Marsh was with anger!
This collision!
It’s hard to predict the oue.
Whether Trent Marsh can survive is also in question.
To kill two dragons with human strength is already impressive.
"You’re strong, surprisingly so. You’ve cost me two dragons, Trent Marsh, I won’t let you die easily."
Ilia Danvers’ voice came out.
He was no longer calm, his tone filled with anger and shock.
"I, Trent Marsh, am a Dragon yer."
Trent Marsh staggered as he walked out from the city wall, clenching his fists, his hands trembling with exhaustion.
Yet they didn’t withdraw, nor hide.
A true warrior can only fall on the path forward!
The dragon roared down!
But contrary to expectation, it didn’t crash into Trent Marsh.
A shadow appeared in front of Trent Marsh.
"Trent Marsh, we have a score to settle slowly."
Julius Reed held the Yin-Yang, blocking the dragon’s wings, speaking lightly.
"Julius... Reed?"
Trent Marsh was somewhat surprised, but quickly mocked himself: "Get out of the way, you’re my enemy, I won’t let an enemy save me."
He chuckled and continued walking forward.
"I’ve never seen dragons before, but now I have. I must kill a few!"
Julius Reed stomped hard on the ground!
A surge of energy erupted from the ground!
Boom!
The golden dragon quickly took to the air, trying to avoid this power.
"Flying Sword." Julius Reed closed his eyes, and countless Sword Qi appeared behind him.
These Sword Qi formed into the shape of swords, spinning continuously behind him.
When Julius Reed opened his eyes again, he pointed forward with his finger!
Whoosh!
Countless Sword Qi shot towards the sky!
"It’s useless, I tried at the start." Trent Marsh stood behind Julius Reed, shaking his head as he watched the Sword Qi.
All his attention was on the one called the Nether, previously not noticing Julius Reed was by his side.
"Not necessarily."
Julius Reed grabbed with his right hand, and the Sword Qi hit the dragon scales without any effect.
The dragon in the sky, realizing there was no threat from this person, charged down again.
"See, I told you it was useless."
Trent Marsh wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, joking with a smile.
For them, life and death had long since be trivial.
Life is nothing but a contest.
As martial artists, they must challenge the heavens!
The golden dragon approached in an instant!
Julius Reed’s right hand quickly clenched!
In the air, the Nine Heavens Thorn returned.
They intermingled with Sword Qi, filling the sky.
Now, they had returned!
The dragon’s ws reached for Julius Reed, and if they hit, they would cause serious injury!
But at that moment!
Nine flying daggers pierced through the dragon’s body,nding on the sword sheath.
Perfectly merging in.
With a thud!
The flying dragon shattered into ten pieces.
Falling to the ground.
Sliding forward even due to inertia.
Trent Marsh was too shocked to speak.
"How... how did you do that?"
He looked at the corpse on the ground, unable to believe it!
"Was it difficult?"
Julius Reed smiled.
He had previously stained the Nine Heavens Thorn with Divine Blood.
As expected, this Divine Blood could y dragons!
Creaaaak...
The city gate slowly opened.