A Dragon against the Whole World

Chapter 485: Chapter 351: When the Fish and the Clam Fight, the King Descends from the Heavens (Part 3)

As time ruthlessly passes, the brutal tug-of-war continues, with both sides gritting their teeth in persistence.

After yet another period of time, the Eye Demon’s condition clearly worsened.

Its spherical body was covered in dense, charred scratches and corroded pits, several eye stalks broken and drooping weakly, even the large main eye constantly oozing murky blood, with injuries accumulating and worsening as the battle persisted.

On the other side, the Holy Spirit Deer appeared in much better condition.

Its snow-white fur remained pure, with only a very few minor wounds on the surface, still enshrouded in divine radiance.

Sizzle!

Another scorching beam narrowly grazed the right side of the Holy Spirit Deer, leaving a charred mark.

But in the blink of an eye, this mark healed and vanished at a visibly rapid pace under the Divine Energy flowing around the Deer King, as if it never existed.

The Deer had actually endured quite a bit of attacks and damage, yet it possessed an extremely powerful healing ability.

This is also why the antlers, blood, and heart of the Holy Spirit Deer are essential and rare ingredients in the continent’s most top-tier healing potions.

Though its surface condition remained good, it was very aware that the continuous intense battles, especially resisting the Eye Demon’s mental attacks, were gradually wearing down its spirit.

Faced with the Eye Demon’s undefendable mental skills, the more exhausted its spirit became, the harder it was to resist.

It might be able to rely on its strong healing ability to eventually wear down the scarred Eye Demon.

Or it could weaken to a critical point first, allowing the Eye Demon to take advantage and impose mental domination, becoming a pathetic slave.

Is it better to retreat when the situation is favorable, decisively withdrawing?

Or should it gamble everything to continue fighting until one side completely falls?

Faced with similar pros and cons, the Deer King and Eye Demon nearly simultaneously felt their resolve waver, starting to ponder the same questions.

However, before they could weigh the final decision,

A sudden change occurred.

Sharp, urgent cries and screeches of various eagles, hawks, and owls rang from the distant sky, rapidly approaching and becoming unbearably noisy.

A dark flock of birds like a bursting flood rushed swiftly from the left side of the sky.

Its scale was so massive, it resembled an even denser, more active black cloud, briefly obscuring the storm.

Among countless eagles, the most eye-catching was undoubtedly a giant Firebird, several dozen meters in wingspan, entirely composed of pure, scorching Elemental Flames.

Its form was majestic, its tail feathers long and elegant.

Each feather seemed composed of flickering flames, creating a visual impact that was both overwhelmingly strong and dazzlingly beautiful.

Phoenix?!

The movements of the Holy Spirit Deer and Eye Demon paused simultaneously, their hearts shaken.

They were not ordinary creatures or demons, both were knowledgeable, formidable intelligent beings, and they almost instantly recognized this Firebird Leader’s legendary race.

A mystical creature of the Prime Material Plane, rare to the point of legendary – Phoenix!

"Holy Spirit Deer... your appearance is alright, not bad, not bad."

The Phoenix lowered its flaming head, looking down upon the Deer King from above.

"I can make an exception and allow you to follow behind me, praising and worshiping my beauty and strength day and night."

"This is your utmost honor."

Its voice was loud, clear, and pleasant, yet carried a natural, unabashed pride.

Of course, as a Phoenix, renowned much like the Dragon, as rare as a Plane Dragon, it certainly had the pride, even arrogance, to match.

The Phoenix then turned its burning gaze towards the Eye Demon below.

With just a glance, its beautiful head turned away disdainfully, as though it had seen something utterly filthy.

"Ugh...As for you, this Eye Demon, you look just like a rotten spike fruit stomped and fermented in mud."

Its voice was filled with undisguised aversion and disgust.

"Such an ugly thing doesn’t deserve to exist in this world and tarnish my sight, you should end yourself, I don’t want to dirty my beautiful feathers and claws with your filthy blood."

The Eye Demon’s circular body noticeably stiffened.

Ugly?

How was it ugly?

Its main eye was large and bright, sparkling with intelligence; its wrinkles were numerous and deep, full of the wisdom and age; the slime secreted from its skin was slick and thick, a sign of health; its eye stalks numerous and robust.

In the Eye Demon community, these were traits highly favored by the opposite sex, symbols of handsomeness and strength!

"Foolish, ignorant Phoenix! What do you know about aesthetics?!"

The Eye Demon retorted directly: "I’ve always been popular among Eye Demons, with admirers lining up from the main eye to the ends of the stalks."

"A weird bird like you, covered in flames, lacking real feathers and a body, is what’s truly ugly beyond compare."

"Makes me sick!"

Meanwhile, its intact eye stalk discreetly scanned the surroundings, with Spiritual Energy fluctuating subtly, already calculating the best escape route and method.

Faced with such an overbearing Phoenix, along with a tough Holy Spirit Deer beside it, the situation became extremely disadvantageous.

The two might join forces.

In the sky.

Having been subjected to such blatant and vicious verbal abuse, the Phoenix was obviously incensed.

The flames around it soared several meters high, issuing a sharp, piercing cry, preparing to dive and incinerate the hideous Eye Demon into ashes with the purest Fiery Flame.

But, at this very moment.

Whoosh—Boom!

On the other side of the sky.

A fierce gust of wind suddenly descended, violently tearing the rain screen apart, pushing it to both sides.

Almost simultaneously, deep and rhythmic rumbling sounds emanated from the ground, the vibrations produced by massive units and groups of creatures galloping.

From afar, it seemed as though a huge war machine was rapidly advancing.

The few Map Kings, originally confronting or scheming, almost all simultaneously sensed this, turning their gaze abruptly toward the direction of the vibrations.

Under the gloomy canopy on the other side.

The silhouettes of fierce and imposing Giant Dragons became distinct, led by a Red Iron Giant Dragon moving like a mountain in the sky.

Meanwhile, on the earth, smoke mixed with rain mist surged into the sky.

A group of powerful beings was swiftly encircling the Dark Jungle battlefield.

It was the Ignas Dragon Group, along with its sharpest claws, arriving at this delicate moment.