Rumble...
Several mountain peaks collapsed with a crash, burying Demiurge beneath them.
A trace of satisfaction flashed in the Platinum Dragon Lord's eyes as he looked toward Momonga, who was still chasing Herox, and muttered, "He's next."
"Stop right there!"
Just as the Platinum Dragon Lord was about to continue the pursuit, hundreds of flame chains burst out from the mountain peaks like serpents, wrapping tightly around his body.
A dust-covered Demiurge staggered out, his demonic flesh wings hanging limply and clearly unable to support high-speed flight.
His chest rose and fell violently, and the veins on his neck throbbed like grotesque centipedes. He was obviously furious.
"Stupid dragon, if it weren't for you, I would have already obtained the [Ancient bloodline]!"
At this moment, Demiurge was truly enraged. Whether it was the Platinum Dragon Lord's earlier attack on Momonga or the pain he was feeling now, his fury burned uncontrollably.
While ensuring the script could continue, Demiurge prepared to make this foolish dragon suffer.
He slowly took out five azure beads and began crushing them one by one. "Pay-to-win item: Spatial Lock, Aura Lock..."
These were not actually pay-to-win items, but imitations created by Helant using the [World Alchemist] ability, serving as props to make this act and Demiurge's Player identity more convincing.
As for whether they would be exposed as fakes, Helant's original words had been, "How many real ones has he seen? How many types? If I say it's a pay-to-win item, then it is!"
Taking out so many precious pay-to-win items at once, it seems he intends to kill me!
The Platinum Dragon Lord's heart sank as he sensed that both space and his aura were completely sealed. His powerful body began to struggle, breaking free from the flame chains bit by bit.
At that moment, Demiurge crushed another bead and intoned, "Skill Enhancement."
As the words fell, the hundreds of flame chains began to expand and grow wildly as if they were alive. Within a few seconds, they had wrapped the Platinum Dragon Lord into a hundred-meter fireball, leaving only his dragon head exposed.
"Oh no, this is tough!"
The Platinum Dragon Lord felt a sense of danger and began channeling Wild Magic to enhance his physical strength, snapping the flame chains around his body one by one.
Demiurge turned his head toward the Royal Capital, listening to the faint demonic roars carried by the wind.
He slowly raised his hand, crushed a bead, and said coldly, "Instant Cast: Demon Blood Sacrifice!"
After the roars from the Royal Capital paused for a moment, streams of blood gathered in the sky above the capital, surging toward Demiurge like a river and completely enveloping him.
The Platinum Dragon Lord stood stunned. He had seen this technique before in the Holy Kingdom.
Only this time, the Demon Emperor's move seemed smaller in scale.
But...
"Is this demon blood?!"
The Platinum Dragon Lord's heart skipped a beat as he sensed the immense life force contained within the blood-red river.
The scale did not appear large, but the quality was astonishing. The life force generated by the blood sacrifice of a million demi-humans in the Holy Kingdom had barely reached half of what this contained.
That demon named Bastello had risen from the level of a Dragon King to the strength of a True Dragon Lord because of that blood sacrifice.
The Demon Emperor, who was already comparable to a True Dragon Lord, would surely become even stronger.
As expected, the blood surrounding Demiurge was gradually absorbed. With it, his aura steadily rose, his pressure even becoming tangible, enveloping the Platinum Dragon Lord like a viscous sea of blood.
"Judging by his aura alone, he's already a top-tier True Dragon Lord!" The Platinum Dragon Lord felt alarmed. The strength Demiurge had displayed earlier had only been at the level of an ordinary True Dragon Lord, which was why he had been confident he could handle it.
But now, after the blood sacrifice, the Platinum Dragon Lord realized the situation had become difficult.
"I've never seen such strange methods even from Riku or the Eight Greed Kings!"
As he spoke, the Platinum Dragon Lord frantically pushed his physical strength, breaking free from the flame chains bit by bit.
My strength is indeed inferior to this foolish dragon before me, but the sacrificial magic personally deduced by Lord Helant using Faith Power allows me to temporarily rival top-tier combatants in my normal state.
Demiurge's eyes were icy as he raised his hand, gathering the energy of the sacrifice.
A blood-red full moon slowly rotated in his palm. As it spun, all the light in the world was drawn toward it, wrapping it in layers of flowing threads of light, giving it an eerie yet beautiful appearance.
This move had no name and was not magic.
It was simply a bomb-like object formed by continuously compressing violent power converted from life force.
Bang!
The Platinum Dragon Lord finally broke free from the flame chains. Realizing he could not escape, he quickly used Wild Magic to layer multiple defensive barriers over himself.
"Hmph, filth of the Dragon Emperor, let me see what you are capable of."
Demiurge raised his left hand and crushed the final bead right in front of the Platinum Dragon Lord. "Pay-to-win item: Dragon Slayer."
This was an item Helant had created by imitating the properties of the [Red Orb].
"Damn Player, to actually possess such an item!"
As the last bead shattered, the aura emitted by the blood-red moon sent a chill through the Platinum Dragon Lord. The scales along his back bristled, and he retreated several hundred meters like a startled beast.
He recognized this aura. In the past, the Eight Greed Kings had used similar items to slay many True Dragon Lords.
Demiurge spoke slowly, his voice like crushed ice. "Do you know how long I searched for the [Ancient bloodline]? Do you know how much I desire to surpass the Holy Domain God Lord? Do you know how many years I spent sealed away, and how much power I have lost?"
"If it weren't for you, the [Ancient bloodline] would already be in my hands, and everything would have been resolved!"
"Sigh..."
Demiurge let out a breath of frustration, then suddenly hurled the blood-red moon toward the Platinum Dragon Lord.
"Die, you fool."
The blood-red moon moved extremely slowly, yet it constantly locked onto the Platinum Dragon Lord, fixing him firmly in place.
"You're crazy! If it weren't for me, wouldn't the Sorcerer King still be obstructing you?!"
The Platinum Dragon Lord gave a bitter smile. The Dragon Slayer properties within the blood-red moon would definitely inflict severe damage on him. With his condition compromised, if his luck was poor, he might even lose a resurrection item.
But fortunately, Herox escaped with the [Ancient bloodline]...
"Platinum Dragon Lord, run!"
A pitch-black dragon shadow created several sonic booms in the distance before arriving in front of the Platinum Dragon Lord.
"Herox, why haven't you left yet..."
Before the Platinum Dragon Lord could finish speaking, he saw five spatial blades closely pursuing Herox.
Herox twisted his body, positioning the blood-red moon in front of himself.
In the next moment, the five spatial blades tore through space and sank into the blood-red moon.