Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 568

"What?"

The Ancient Void Battlefield couldn't be used at all!

Why?

Because the Ancient Void Battlefield was in the body of the real Darren. Darren's avatar couldn't open the small world. Darren's avatar shared the same mind with his real body, so naturally, he wanted to use the Ancient Void Battlefield on instinct. He forgot that he couldn't use it in the form of an avatar.

'Damn it!' he cursed, beginning to worry.

'The Ancient Void Battlefield won't come in handy this time. Meanwhile, the Dragon King's attack grows more desperate as the battle goes on.

How can I let that snail mutant kill my friend?' Darren thought to himself, worried and helpless.

At that moment, Scott had just transformed into a dragon and used the inheritance skill of the Dragon Blood Clan.

The icy dragon's roar was deafening.

So were the impacts of his blows upon his opponent.

The Double-headed King quickly lost his confidence as he weathered the ferocious assault.

Turning tail, he flew hastily toward the Snail King.

"Let me in!" he shouted. He had good reason to fear. Darren had already destroyed one of his bodies, leaving him with just one, and now Scott was making short work of him.

If the Double-headed King were to lose yet again, there would be no chance of survival for him.

Hearing his plea, the Snail King gave him a sly look. "Okay, come on in!"

Yet the moment his distressed ally neared the shell's entrance, the Snail King sealed himself inside.

He blocked the entrance, and the Double-headed King ran into it with a bang.

Despite the force of the impact, the barrier was unscathed.

There was only one word the now-lone king had on his mind. "Shit!"

He could hardly believe that he was being humiliated by a damned snail, of all things.

Meanwhile, Scott was coming up right behind him, still in the form of a dragon.

He made no effort to hide the earth-shaking sound of his gait.

A pair of fierce claws flashed toward the Double-headed King.

Seeing a window of opportunity, Darren broke away from his own fight with the Dragon King, but only just long enough to send a blast of his dark gold internal force at the Double-headed King.

With that devastating energy coming in from one direction and Scott's attack from another, the Double-headed King had no chance of escape.

"Argh!"

he screamed resentfully as the dragon's mandibles savaged him, raking his flesh too fast to see.

Blood wept from all four of his eyes.

Finally Scott plunged one hand into the Double-headed King's torso, clutching onto his heart.

Even then the Double-headed King fought back, frenziedly tearing and ripping dragon scales from his foe's body.

But Scott kept on him until, with a final exertion, he crushed the heart to a pulp in his fist.

With a sigh of relief he pulled his arm out, stepped back, and watched as the Double-headed King's enormous body tottered before crashing to the ground. After that, he was still.

Seeing the duel's conclusion, Darren was quick to fly nearby, hoping to assimilate the talents of the now-vanquished foe. Unfortunately, he found that he could not do this as an avatar.

Things weren't too bad, though. In fact, Darren and Scott were right back where they had been just days earlier, facing off against a lone opponent together.

That one opponent, the Dragon King, was furious. For the moment, though, he was more furious at the Snail King than at the two humans. Seeing what had become of the Double-headed King, he now regretted trusting this slimy, cunning double-crosser.

The Snail King knew what he was thinking, though, and stuck his head out into view, grinning hideously.

"Ha, you two idiots," he jeered. "Did you really think I was so kind?

To hell with all of you! I might just kill another one of the human grand warriors to celebrate this day." As he said this, a menacing edge came into his voice, and he seemed just about to move.

Before he could do so, however, Scott's tail lashed out and struck him a blow that left him seeing stars.

No longer so smug, the Snail King vanished back into his shell.

"Well, I suppose I let success go to my head," he muttered. "All right, I'll let them live for now." Saying this, he tucked himself very securely inside the shell and didn't dare show his head again.

Still, he was able to see what was going on outside.

"Black old dragon!" the snail mutant called, his voice echoing its way out of the shelter. "I've heard you have a great deal of treasures stored up for yourself. I'll make sure to take good care of that wealth after you die, so there's no need to worry."

"Argh!" the Dragon King snarled, spitting blood.

He was too furious for words. There was no time for him to express his anger, however.

Without wasting a minute, Scott picked up Chad and the rest grand warriors in his mouth, then flew to join Darren.

The battle resumed, and soon the Dragon King knew that it was hopeless. He was too worn out even to escape, let alone fight both of these enemies at once.