Type-Moon, joins the Lion King at the beginning

"Flying dragon?"

Li Ye, holding onto a rock, looked at the three green flying dragons circling overhead. Their scarlet eyes fell on Li Ye, as if they were looking at a delicious prey.

Hoho! !

A deafening roar exploded, and the three flying dragons swooped down together, opening their bloody mouths and emitting blazing flames!

The heat that was enough to melt gold and iron was about to engulf Li Ye in the blink of an eye!

hum!

After a roar, the raging fire dissipated completely.

Li Ye stomped his feet suddenly, soared into the sky like a cannonball, and instantly rushed to the face of one of the flying dragons!

stab-

A decisive and sharp sword tears it apart from bottom to top!

The existence of the dead line makes the dragon's tough scales useless in front of Li Ye.

When Li Ye instantly killed a green flying dragon, the other two flying dragons immediately scattered, and one even turned around and flew away!

But Li Ye is even faster!

Using the body of the flying dragon that had not yet fallen as a springboard, he quickly approached the flying dragon that was about to leave. The sword tip penetrated the death line, cut it off at the root, and it fell to the ground!

'There's one more!'

Li Ye's eyes were as sharp as lightning, and he was about to turn around, but a huge force attacked him from the side, like a head-on hit by a truck, and the impact directly knocked Li Ye into the air!

Having lost his footing, Li Ye could only fall freely back to the ground, but the next wave of attack was approaching!

A raging fire came from behind, and the scorching heat engulfed Li Ye. The subsequent impact made Li Ye fall rapidly!

The fireball fell among the mountains and exploded like a blooming flower, revealing Li Ye's figure.

The red magic power lingered around the body, forming a layer of protection to block all the high temperatures.

Before Li Ye could make any move, the flying dragon following closely behind him crashed into him!

boom! !

The high-speed impact of a huge mass weighing several tons generated potential energy far exceeding any attack Li Ye had encountered before!

Li Ye's magical defense collapsed instantly, and he could only rely on his physical body to resist!

Flames burst out, and in the collision between the two at zero distance, the flying dragon once again spewed out raging fire, pouring down like a tide and drowning Li Ye!

This time, Li Ye had no magic power in his body to block the heat that could melt gold and iron!

stab-

Red magic power exploded, and the terrifying red dragon aura swept in all directions like a raging wave.

"Roar!!"

The green flying dragon was startled when it noticed Li Ye's change and retreated instinctively.

"It's too late!"

Click.

The scales were crushed by the strength of his grip alone, and his arm pierced straight into the dragon's abdomen like a spear!

The offensive was reversed in an instant!

Boom!

The huge body weighing several tons was smashed into the mountain, and rocks flew everywhere, with cracks spreading from under the flying dragon.

Li Ye did not miss this opportunity. He punched Feilong's body again and again. In a few seconds, Feilong was beaten into a bloody mess!

"Submit to me, or die!"

Li Ye stepped on the flying dragon's head so hard that it sank deep into the ground. He looked down at the flying dragon.

The dragon blood given by the Lion King was far beyond what these low-level dragons could resist. Li Ye's release of dragon power at such a close distance made the green flying dragon tremble with fear.

In the end, the green flying dragon surrendered and lowered its head to Li Ye.

Wow.

When Li Ye stood on the dragon's back, the flying dragon flapped its wings, stirred up a strong wind, and carried Li Ye up in the wind!

A gust of wind blew in Li Ye's face, blowing his black hair back.

"Hahahaha!"

Li Ye's unbridled laughter echoed among the mountains and faded away.

-

"The Temple of Azrael——"

Several hours after bidding farewell to Hassan the Cursed and the others, Li Ye, who had traveled at full speed with the help of a flying dragon, finally saw the Azrael Temple.

The ancient and majestic mausoleum is located between the mountains. The moment Li Ye stepped into the mausoleum.

The chilling coldness that made his hair stand on end suddenly engulfed him!

Chapter 8: Battle of the Spirit Temple

The coldness that lingered around the mausoleum was very familiar to Li Ye, and it often appeared when he used the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

【die】

'You've come to the right place!'

Li Ye raised his hand to let Feilong retreat, and went to the spirit temple alone.

The green flying dragon, which was already afraid of approaching the sacred temple, acted as if it had been pardoned and decisively hid on the opposite hill.

Li Ye had already arrived in front of the Azrael Temple and stepped into the temple.

An even more violent [Death] overwhelmed Li Ye, it was like a double death of body and spirit!

thump--

Li Ye, sweating profusely, half-knelt on the ground, subconsciously covering his chest, his expression unable to hide his astonishment.

At that moment he seemed really dead!

call--

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Li Ye, who was half-kneeling on the ground, suddenly got goose bumps all over his body.

"what?"

Although he didn't hear any footsteps, Li Ye was sure that something was coming out of the temple.

Looking at him!

After becoming aware of the sight and the existence that had not yet appeared, Li Ye quickly stood up and stepped back.

"How come I can't even notice who's coming——" Li Ye couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Ten dark figures were seen floating out from the depths of the sacred temple. A layer of dark, crystal-clear liquid was flowing on the unusually large human-shaped skeletons, like ghosts!

"Is this a test--" Li Ye wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his eyes fixed firmly on the ghost in the center. The aura emitted by that ghost was so strong that he could not ignore it.

The fluctuation of magic power even exceeds that of Quiet Hassan!

Faced with such an opponent, Li Ye drew his sword decisively, but after a slight hesitation he did not open his Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

Li Ye couldn't guarantee whether he would see unusual deaths in this special temple.

Without much conversation, the ten ghosts rushed towards Li Ye together, and the big ghost in the lead even let out a sharp explosion.

"!"

The sharp explosion almost tore Li Ye's cochlea, causing Li Ye's movements to pause.

It was precisely because of his pause that the ten ghosts, who were eyeing him hungrily, were already approaching!

In an instant, blood splattered!

Li Ye managed to fly backwards with his sword!

The ten ghosts grasped the timing perfectly, and every attack made it difficult for Li Ye to resist!

Li Ye was forced to fight back and kept retreating, even leaving the range of the sacred temple, but the ten ghosts were chasing him relentlessly, not giving Li Ye any chance to breathe!

'There are too many!'

Li Ye realized this. The ghosts, who were powerful in themselves, had an absolute advantage in numbers. Coupled with their tacit cooperation, he was no match at all!

These ghosts cooperated well with each other and did not give him any chance to attack. Even if he used the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, he could not quickly eliminate one ghost to reduce the number of people, unless he annihilated all the ghosts in one go!

Thinking of this, Li Ye's pupils shrank, and he immediately recalled the scene he saw not long ago -

The brilliant light released by the Lion King!

It's not the release of a Noble Phantasm, just the release of magic power can cause horrific damage!

Li Ye quickly thought about the possibility of releasing magic power, gathered half of the magic power in his body on the sword edge, and released it in one breath!

'feasible! '

This strike will decide the outcome!

At the moment when Li Ye began to gather magic power, the leading ghost noticed this action and actually imitated Li Ye's action and began to gather magic power and release it!

Li Ye, who possesses the heart of a dragon, has a much higher efficiency in operating his magic power than ordinary people, not to mention that ghosts are slower than him in gathering magic power!

When the claws of those ghosts were about to touch Li Ye——

"It's too late!"

boom!

The surging red torrent roared past, like thunder from the sky falling to the earth. The heat, enough to melt gold and iron, instantly engulfed all the ghosts, causing them to completely evaporate!

After the flood, there was a charred black scene in front of Li Ye, and melted rocks were flowing slowly.

Li Ye felt exhausted and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The long sword in his hand also evaporated in the process of releasing magic power.

"Oh my god - this is too tiring."

Li Ye was breathing heavily. Just releasing magic power that imitated the battle between the Lion King and the Sun King had brought him such a heavy burden.

There is less than one third of the magic power left. According to the recovery speed of Dragon Heart, it will take another two hours to replenish it.

Before that—

Li Ye gritted his teeth and climbed up, straightening his back tremblingly and walking towards the Azrael Temple.

clang--

A bell rang faintly, echoing in the empty valley.

When Li Ye heard the bell ringing, his dragon blood instantly boiled, and with his magic power fully activated, he opened his Mystic Eyes of Death Perception!

"Is that - death?" Li Ye stared at the temple in front of him. There were so many dead lines that merged into one, outlining a human figure.

Just looking at that figure made Li Ye's brain boil!

"You who have experienced death and are reborn, carrying the karma of the mountain on your back, your voice has been heard, and your desire to save the future of mankind has been recognized by my sword.

however--

Anyone who dares to enter my temple must face death first!"

"As a dead person, I am trying to seize the right to live. Only through this ritual can I forgive the demon that caused me to appear!"

As a deep voice sounded, violent fluctuations of magical power spread from the spirit temple!

Faced with this scene, Li Ye wiped the tip of his nose casually, and scarlet blood spread across his fingers.

It was the overload brought by looking death in the face!

"Less than half a minute of staring can have such an effect, the first generation of the old man in the mountains is really——"

Li Ye did not have time to sigh, as a huge, looming shadow crawled out of the temple, and the magic power it exuded was enough to shake the atmosphere!