CHAPTER 182: THE FUN BEGINS (6)

"How did it happen?"

Rose asked herself, looking as her neck was held by Drakion.

The guards were like paper before Drakion.

She couldn’t even see his movements; all she saw was fountains of blood rushing out from their headless bodies.

Their heads dancing in the air, creating a beautiful yet gruesome scene.

Before she could move, her neck was already held by Drakion.

Fear gripped her heart, terror flowing through her veins, her eyes wide open looking at those golden eyes.

The golden splendor of Drakion’s eyes looked like a veil to her, because behind that eye, she saw seas of blood and killing intent.

She felt there was more to it, but there was something keeping this blood and killing intent.

"Spare me, please," Rose begged; she knew her life was at Drakion’s mercy.

She began to think of how she would escape death, and make Drakion not kill her.

Something flashed into her mind.

Even though she was held in Drakion’s hands, she tried moving her hands.

"How about this?". I will become your maid; I will warm your bed. Please don’t kill me," she begged, showing off her assets, hoping to be able to make Drakion change his mind.

Before the Emperors and Saint could move, her death was certain. Even though they win the battle or lose it, her death was certain, which she doesn’t want.

She has to make sure she’s alive, then revenge comes after.

When Drakion saw her action, he felt amused.

"Oh really"Drakion raised his eyebrows.

When Rose heard this, she was delighted. It seems no man can escape beauty.

"Yes, yes." She once again showed her assets, half exposing her boobs,

Drakion smiling, looking at it.

She felt Drakion’s grip on her neck was loosening, which made joy burst into her heart and mind.

But the next moment, the grip was stronger as it ripped out life force in her.

She tried to stop Drakion, but she couldn’t; her body slowly turned cold.

When the Emperors and Saints saw this, they shivered.

They tried to move when they saw Drakion was aiming for her, but Drakion speed surpassed their expectations.

Looking at Rose in hands, they didn’t dare rashly move that would bring the death of her.

Her identity isn’t to be underestimated; the Emperors didn’t want her to even attend this gathering.But when she laid out the plan she had and she was a key figure in the plan.

They had no option but to allow her to participate in it.

Now they were regretting it.

When they saw her trying to seduce Drakion and saw Drakion’s eyes on her assets while his grip on her neck was loosening.

They didn’t expect Drakion to suddenly change his attitude, gripping her to death.

Dragons are arrogant, domineering, and strong, but they are also lecherous in nature.

This was what made them lose their guard.

"In your next life, remember not to provoke a dragon." Drakion’s cold voice resounded in her ear; everything turned dark the next moment.

Drakion threw Rose corpse to the ground. Numerous enchanting figures he had faced in his first life were far better than him; they didn’t even arouse him.

During that period, they even thought that his sexual preference was different.

He snorted, looking at her corpse, but was surprised that it was becoming fainter and fainter, and she still had life force.Before Drakion could move, she had disappeared, turning into particles of Originat.

He frowned when he saw this; it seems the identity of this young lady is special.

The behavior of the Emperors and Saints didn’t pass through his detection. It was because of them that he loosened his hands, so they could keep their guard down.

A possibility can happen that she can be rescued by them.

Drakion searched through the auction hall, but he felt no presence of her; it seems she had been saved.

When the Emperors and Saints saw her disappearance, they were relieved, their eyes flashing with cold intent, looking at Drakion.

Drakion turned towards them, "Oh, you guys want to battle with me. But be prepared to lose your life," he said, chilling, his voice making those with low strength shiver.

Then one of them tapped his finger together, and then the environment changed; they weren’t at the inn any longer but in an unknown world.

Drakion smiled when he saw this. This was the work of the array used.

An array that can create a world on its own.

All of the Emperors and Saints didn’t waste time, surrounding Drakion.

Drakion looked at them; honestly, if he wanted to break through the array, he could easily.

But it’s good like this, their battle shockwaves wouldn’t affect the mortals, and no one would know what’s happening here.

"You guys really prepared your graveyard," Drakion chucked, his words irritating them.

Five of those in the Saint Realm charged at once.

With one step, they had reached Drakion side.Even though they don’t exhibit much aura, this was due to the comprehension of the law; when they release their law power, their true strength would be revealed.

"Fire"

Drakion called out; a wisp of flame appeared on his shoulders; it danced gracefully while it plunged this five into hell.

When the Five Saints saw the wisp of flame, they felt their law tremble, intense danger rang in their hearts Without much moment and wasting of time, they unleashed the respective law that they had comprehended.

Wind Law,

Fire Law,

Earth Law,

Metal Law,

Blood Law.

Drakion smiled when he saw this.

With Young Anya peacefully sleeping, as he piggybacked her, he stretched his forefinger forward.

The Wisp of Flame disappeared, no, it fused with Drakion.

The next moment, something shocking happened, Drakion’s aura changed.

They felt immense pressure, the five of them paused their charge, looking at Drakion warily.

The Emperors who were watching this battle frowned; they could see from the aura of the fire law that it had transcended the fire law.

They thought maybe it’s a variant law that has an attribute of flame.Also, they need not to fear Drakion escaping, because for him to escape, he has to completely break and shatter the world completely, then he would be able to break through the array.

But they didn’t think Drakion would be able to , it even takes the joint attack of two or three Emperors to shatter it.

As Drakion stretched his right hand forefinger, a wisp of flame was lit at the tip of his forefinger.

Immediately, the Saint who controlled the Fire Law watched as his Fire Law plummeted.

Drakion released the wisp of flame, and chaos descended.

From a wisp of flame, it grew into a raging fire of hell.

The saint was like a baby, screaming as the fire burned them.They could feel a different meaning from this fire, something different from what they knew about it.

Hunger.

They could feel it, but not hunger to devour, hunger to transform.

The other saints were still able to protect themselves for a bit, but the saint that controls the fire law wasn’t able to; he had met his arch nemesis.

Before Drakion’s fire law, his fire law couldn’t muster any strength; the fire burned him, slowly transforming him into ash.Surprisingly, he didn’t scream; it was as if he wanted to return to the world’s embrace, to his mother’s womb.

The saint welcomed it with a smile, the fire raging in him.

The other Saints were shocked when they saw the Fire Saint didn’t try to defend himself any longer; they even saw him smiling and being happy.

It wasn’t only them that were shocked, the Emperors too that were watching it were shocked.

One of them immediately moved, trying to save the Fire Saint, but it was too late.

They watched as the Fire Saint was burned and transformed into ash, while he had an expression full of contentment and enjoyment.

They watched him turn to ashes.

This scene sent chills down the spines of everyone in the hall.

It was bizarre—how can someone be burned by fire—not ordinary fire but fire law and have an expression full of enjoyment?What kind of demonic thing is this?

The Emperor immediately took the four saints back, looking at Drakion warily.

The death of the Fire Saint was still rampant in their minds, wondering what really happened.

When Drakion saw them retreating for a while, he yawned."I thought you guys wanted to kill me. Why are you retreating? Don’t you have the balls to attack?" He frowned, taunting them.

Even though he was taunting them, they didn’t dare move rashly because it seems they might have underestimated the dragon before them.

"So boring," Drakion yawned once again.

"Since you guys are so boring, then it’s better to let the others take care of you." He waved his hands.

The Emperors were confused about what Drakion meant, the others watched warily.

The next moment, they felt the change in aura, and Originat, mournful sounds resounded in their ears, their men were brought down.