Chương 245: Reborn as the Dragon — Chapter 245 - Gold Medal Knight (2)

The knight's charge grew faster and faster. His spear rose, leveled, and pointed straight ahead. Then, in the next instant, he and the monster beneath him suddenly turned into a pitch-black blur. When they appeared again, they were already in front of Su Nian. The spear came like a rainbow, driving straight for Su Nian's heart. This was the first time Su Nian had faced such a vicious attack. And the knight before him was a Tier Six powerhouse. Insight Technique had already sounded the alarm.

[Palikod - Gold Medal Knight - Level 59 (Sixth Tier)] [With the current avatar's strength, this is an opponent difficult to defeat] He had already looked at the map before and knew he was inside the Aililan Empire. Judging by this location, he was probably in Aililan's royal capital. So running into a Gold Medal Knight made sense. Aililan's national power was right there in plain sight. That long-dead Grand Mage Mesent had been under Aililan's border general Kashun, who was also a Silver Medal Knight.

The only reason Anlius had survived at all was because the King of Aililan simply looked down on that patch of land. It was tasteless to eat, a pity to throw away, so he might as well take it in as a little brother. Su Nian was too big. The Gold Medal Knight was too fast. He had no way to dodge, and no intention of dodging. The thing he was proudest of was the strength of his armor. If it could take the hit, he'd fight. If it couldn't, he'd spread his wings and run. The Gold Medal Knight couldn't fly.

What could he do to him? Being able to fly meant you could do whatever you wanted. CLANG! The spear stabbed straight into the scale armor over Su Nian's chest. Beneath the Gold Medal Knight's visor, the eyes that had been calm to that point finally rippled. That fierce strike had not even used full strength, and yet it had only gone in a few inches? What kind of monster was this Black Dragon? Its aura clearly hadn't even reached adulthood. While the Gold Medal Knight was shocked, Su Nian was just as stunned.

His chest burned. Even though this was only an avatar, it was the first time since coming to this world that he had been truly broken through. Before this, he had always been pushing forward invincibly, crushing everything in his path. Even after changing hearts, no creature had ever been able to do anything to him. Deathwing's armor was just too damn good. If once wasn't enough, then again. The Gold Medal Knight pulled back his spear and thrust again. This time he used full strength.

Violent currents coiled faintly around him, and the pressure made the monster beneath him restless. Su Nian twisted his body. His sharp dragon claw swatted at the Gold Medal Knight, while his other claw caught the spear stabbing toward him. Although their size difference was enormous, Su Nian felt as if he had slapped a needle. Unauthorized usage: this narrative is on Amazon without the author's consent. Report any sightings. A searing pain shot through his dragon claw.

Looking closely, he saw it had actually been run clean through. The Gold Medal Knight wasn't having an easy time either. He had wanted to test strength against Su Nian, but he had misjudged the Black Dragon's power. That one swipe smashed his mount to death, seven orifices bleeding. Even he was feeling awful. His internal organs seemed to have been shifted out of place. The moment Su Nian felt pain, the Black Dragon's savage nature in his soul could no longer be restrained.

He roared again and again, and dragon breath blasted from his mouth toward the Gold Medal Knight like it was free. But that Gold Medal Knight truly was fierce in battle. Not only did he move through the dragon breath with ease, he even stabbed Su Nian several more times. He wasn't faster than this Gold Medal Knight, and the avatar's scale armor wasn't strong enough. Su Nian's mind heated up. He almost wanted to bring his main body over directly.

But then a terrifying pressure suddenly swept down from the palace atop the distant mountain, as if someone had dumped a basin of ice water straight over his head. He didn't care about anything else anymore. He grabbed the girl on the ground, whose body was still changing, turned, spread his wings, and shot into the sky. [Aililan King - Augustus Kroen - Sky-Shattering Knight (Eighth Tier)] [ps: Run!!] Thank you, Insight Technique! Long live Insight Technique!

Su Nian thanked Insight Technique's entire ancestry eight generations over in his heart. His wings beat furiously. That terrifying pressure left him with no thought of resistance. Even if his true body came, he'd still be in for a world of hurt. Whoosh— A shrill tearing sound screamed behind him. He turned his head and saw a golden shadow racing toward him at high speed. It was a javelin. The moment Su Nian felt the power on it, his soul almost flew out of his body. He hurried to dodge.

But this javelin seemed to have tracking built into it. No matter how Su Nian flew, or where he flew, it clung to him from behind like a starving hound. And it was getting closer and closer.

"I'm really fucking done for!" Su Nian ground his teeth.

"A Western fantasy world, and they're using surface-to-air tracking missiles now? Is it oil cake or something!?" Both huge wings were flapping so hard they were practically smoking. But that javelin just kept coming, as if it had infinite momentum. It was relentless. It looked like it wouldn't be satisfied unless it got one shot in on Su Nian today.

"ZunHaalViik!" Luckily, he had the Dragon Tongue disarm command. It should disable all weapons. [Dragon Tongue Disarm willpower check failed] Su Nian: "╮(?? ω??)╭???" Now that was just insulting. Being able to fly wasn't that impressive. Being able to use Dragon Tongue wasn't that impressive either. You still couldn't just do whatever you wanted. After several twists and turns, the javelin was already less than a meter from him. Even if he dove into water, it wouldn't help. Su Nian stopped dodging. He gave up.

He just hovered in midair and set himself up. Fortunately, the javelin could only lock onto him. Not his vital points. Su Nian twisted slightly, and the javelin shot past his right dragon wing. The force on it was crushing. It nearly sent Su Nian stumbling out of the sky. Still, he had no choice but to make an emergency landing. A tearing pain came from his right wing. A huge chunk of flesh had been ripped away by the javelin. If that thing had struck a vital point, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

After landing that blow, the javelin seemed to have finished its mission. The golden glow on it vanished. In the end, it turned into an ordinary wooden spear and dropped straight out of the sky.

"This time I'm really screwed!" Su Nian rolled onto the ground, lifted his bloodied dragon wing, and stared at it with a face full of misery. He wanted to cry, but had no tears. An eighth-tier powerhouse was terrifying to this degree. Just throwing an ordinary javelin had injured him like this. Looks like he'd been sailing too smoothly lately and had gotten a little carried away.

Thinking back on history, it made sense that adult dragons could only overturn small countries and basically never dared to go after great powers. After all, an adult dragon couldn't beat a Sky-Shattering Knight. Not to mention the Champion Knights and Legendary Knights above Sky-Shattering Knights. Some emperors of the great empires were even beings above Star Ring Archmages. What were you supposed to fight that with? If he hadn't been strengthened by the System...

With the power of this avatar, he would already have been finished back there against the Gold Medal Knight. To go toe-to-toe with these human powerhouses, you either relied on your long lifespan to outlive them, or you grew into a mature dragon or an old dragon. The dragons that left the deepest marks in history were basically all old dragons or mature dragons. Like Blazing Sky Fury, Red Dragon, Obarosa. Or Toxic Queen, Green Dragon, Cynthia. They were all proper old dragons.

And each of them had the record of bringing down powerful empires. As for how they did it... That depended on the titles they carried. ➤ Next: Funeral Service Feels Like Home