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When the cue from Soma reverberated in the field, Leon and Lin Fan, clad in their respective auras, dashed forward, facing the dragon who was on fours, tired after using all its strength to destroy the chain.

Divine light spread out beneath them, purifying the contaminated ground. It came from Lucy behind them, who was praying, and she blessed all the people on the battlefield.

A loud boom resonated above them, prompting the two to look. They saw Soma dealing with the mysterious figure in a robe. Because of his fearsome strength, the mysterious figure was blown away as Soma began to chase it.

Leon gulped his saliva upon realizing the situation he was in; Lin Fan also, even though he put a brave front in front of Soma, as soon the two were facing head to head with the dragon, their body couldn't help but tremble upon its figure.

"Tch! I'll go first!". Lin Fan clicked his tongue and stood in front of the dragon's hand. He focused all his power in one spot and found himself clad with an entirely new power he never had before.

[Martial Saint Technique Fist Destroying Evil]

Lin Fan used one of the martial saint techniques he found when he searched the tomb. When he made a deal with Invidia, he used the stone inscription as a key to enter the tomb, where only the Lin Family knew its whereabouts.

At first, he hopes to find a legendary cure or a memento from his ancestor Martial Saint, but the only thing he finds is an empty stone cave with an altar and a piece of old parchment where Lin Fan learned the technique.

Unlike Soma, who was imparted by the Martial Saint himself, Lin Fan, on the other hand, had to undergo many trials and errors to reach his current state. Thanks to the power of the stone inscription, inside Lin Fan, there is some small peck of Saint power that was hidden, but the person himself is still unaware of it.

For the first time, that power, coupled with Lucy's blessing, Lin Fan managed to draw it out. His hand, clad in flaming orange, now turned into golden flame after the Saint's power within himself was drawn out.

Lin Fan felt refreshed. Power surged through all his cells as if he were being reborn. As he thrust his fist forward, a loud boom resonated, but the dragon itself sustained only a bit of damage. What matter is?

"It's gone!?".

After the collision, Lin Fan witnessed the miasma that wrapped around the dragon lose its sinister clutch, slowly fading until it revealed only the scales.

Noticing that something was not right, the dragon looked toward the human he thought possessed no threat to its well-being and, for the first time, was shocked and expressed its anger.

"Roar!".

"Lin Fan!".

Leon, from the other side, brandishes his silver sword, which is now clad in a golden aura. He clenched his hand tight on the hilt, but before he could land a hit, the dragon slammed the ground underneath them, making it crumble and giving Lin Fan and Leon a hard time balancing themselves.

"Damn! Huh!?".

A huge shadow loomed over Leon, who stood still, watching the dragon's large hand almost flatten him.

"Oi!". Faster than the dragon, Lin Fan dah forward and took Leon in his hand, barely dodging the dragon's attack.

The ground shook upon contact, and it raised black clouds that camouflaged the booth youngster.

"What the hell are you doing? Focus!". Lin Fan spat while throwing Leon in his hand to the ground after gaining much distance.

"I am sorry!".

Leon gazes down, looking at the one sword in his hand. He knows instinctively that his attack wouldn't give the dragon much damage, less scratch it. Leon stabbed his sword and straightened his body.

'This is not enough!'. Before Lin Fan's shocked face, looking at Leon, who threw his sword aside, Leon took the now half-broken sword in his hands.

These were the holy sword relics that supposedly became his main weapon in the future. At first, it was still only the hilt, but after his maid's effort, bringing the other half of the blade from England, the sword now looks more complete. It only missed a quarter of its tip.

Leon took the half sword upward and held it tight in his hands. 'Please, help me in defeating that calamity!'.

As if answering Leon's prayer, the sword began to hum. It vibrated so fast as if cheering, for it took out the golden aura that cladded Leon's body. After being bathed by the Light power, the earlier half-state sword is now completed, using the light as the sword tip.

The sun tattoo on the back of Leon's palm began to shine, resonating with the Sain't power that Lucy had blessed him.

*"Roar!".

Lin Fan's body shook upon hearing the angry roar coming closer to his place. Turning his head aside, he found the dragon who was being weakened by the disappearing miasma around its body, crawling to their side with its maw wide open. Find your next read on My Virtual Library Empire

"Crap!". With no other option in his hands, Lin Fan foolishly stood in front of Leon to give him more seconds to finish the thing Leon did.

Lin Fan bet everything within the second the dragon kept getting closer, and he unleashed all his power, stars, the mysterious power inside him, and the Saint's power. He let the energy around his body go berserk while also finding something nasty happening.

The mysterious power inside Lin Fan greedily devoured the star and Saint power, making it more possible for Lin Fan to feel its presence than ever.

'This feeling!'. A translucent window appeared before Lin Fan as he was bathed in the exhilarating feeling of overwhelming new power.

[Saint Power acquired]

'Hm, Saint Power!? This is bad!?...'. Losing his focus for a moment, Lin Fan stood stiffened like a statue, facing the dragon who opened its maw white, gathering its magical power. 'I won't make it!'.

"All rangers shoot, help those two!".

A thundering order echoed in the battlefield as a flash of colorful magic began to rain down the dragon's body. Because of the interruption, the dragon got hit near its eyes and got its aim a bit off.

The black beam shot from its maw, but it was launched about five meters away from Lin Fan's place. It destroyed everything on its path and the building behind Lin Fan. Thankfully, there was no other camp behind him, so there were no victims.

"Vanguard, show some spirit!". Lin Fan saw a man wielding a black spear, leading the other to attack the dragon.

All their bodies were bathed in a familiar golden glow. Lin Fan turned to look at the place where they had gathered earlier and saw Lucy still in a praying position while his sister winked at him from afar.

"That brat!".

While Lin Fan was grumpy for seeing his rebellious sister, a flash of golden light permeated the battlefield behind him. As it subsided, he found Leon standing, clad in a solid golden aura, with a dangerous-looking sword in hand.

"Thank you, Lin Fan. I am alright now!".

Leon stepped forward and found the battlefield had leaned toward the human side. He looked around and was surprised to see Lancelot was the one giving commands.

"Are you really alright? Don't wet yourself later!".

"Ahaha, I am sorry, and thank you for protecting me".

"...Nothing, I was just doing my job, that's all!".

They glanced forward, witnessing a battle that would be told to a later generation. Without looking at each other, Leon and Lin Fan prepared their fighting stances and simultaneously dashed forward.

Leon brandishes his sword and slashes one of the dragon's limbs; his stance, which was filled with doubt, is now clear and firm as the sky. Free, unbound by any restriction. With one swing, Leon managed to land a hit, letting black blood ooze from the dragon's impenetrable scale. 'Let's do this!'.

Lin Fan, on the other hand, used his acquired new power that still greedily sucked the blessing he received from Lucy. Each time he lands a hit, the miasma around the dragon's skin disappears, making it easier for the attacker to land a hit.

Lancelot, who saw the young master bravely stand on the battlefield with its current strength; his lips broke into a broad grin. A satisfaction welled up within his chest and almost made him teared up. "You have grown, young master, Leon!".

"Leader, what's wrong?".

"Nothing, keep pushing! Don't falter, and don't let your guard down either! Whatever happened, we must finish the dragon while it was weakened. All hands charged!".

"Yeah!".

Under Lancelot's commands, the awakeners' groups began to bombard the dragon with attacks. First, the vanguard took the lead by scrapping its hard scales, and when the dragon took some action, the rear unit began to rain down their attacks, whether arrows or magic, to distract it.

With the creation of an organized command, little by little, the dragon's life was sapped away from its body.

Leon, whose will shone brighter on the battlefield, gripped the hilt tightly while pouring all his might into one strike. "Haaaa!".@@novelbin@@

*"Roar!".

Black blood spurted, and the dragon began to lose its balance because Leon had decapitated one of its hands with a Holy Sword relic in hand. 'We can do this!'.