Chapter 386 – Mortal Crash

　　Octahead’s body of ten kilometers long was like a floating mountain range, its nine heads were like volcanoes erupting with spells of different attributes.

　　The Xuanhuang experts had the ability to rival Octahead, Fatty didn’t. His current strength was so poor that even dealing damage could already be regarded as a good job.

　　The Elemental Skill Book hovered in front of Fatty, flipping pages like crazy as it blasted out ice and water spells at Octahead’s own, annihilating each other in mid-air.

　　In the Elemental Mystery Realm, fire energy was most abundant, yet what Fatty lacked the most was actually fire magic spells. He had nothing else to choose from but ice and water.

　　The amount of ice and water energy in the Elemental Secret Realm steadily declined substantially as water and frost dragons appeared to entangle with Octahead’s water head. Occasionally, icicles would hit without dealing much damage, and the beast’s lost HP would be recovered in the blink of an eye.

　　Fatty smeared all kinds of poisons on the Elemental sword. Although these poisons weren’t much of a threat to Octahead, they managed to cause some trouble at least.

　　Octahead shrieked with all nine shaking heads and attacked more fiercely as time pa.s.sed. The two sides got more heated the more they fought and it was now a life-or-death struggle between them, both just wanted to handle the other as soon as possible.

　　“Rawwwwr!”

　　Octahead roared painfully as the dark attribute head in the middle was smashed by Iron Eagle. Countless blood lights twined around the marshal who had sent a blood eagle with a wingspan of over 20 meters to rip the head apart with its two claws and a shrill shriek.

　　Black blood sprayed in big ma.s.ses where the head was torn from the neck. The excruciating pain had Octahead wallowing in the air, its huge tail almost shattering the surroundings.

　　The other eight heads hurriedly attacked and forced back Iron Eagle. The flesh at Octahead’s ripped neck squirmed, and a moment later, a new head grew out. However, Octahead’s health was down by at least one-tenth.

　　“One head, one life. Let me see how many lives you have.” Lin Xi let out a long battle cry. Behind him was a hovering illusion of a huge Black Tortoise. Roaring, “Black Tortoise – Sea Ruling Punch!” he threw a punch that smashed the earth attribute head.

　　“Azure Dragon Tears the Sky!” Lei Ao also roared at this moment. An Azure Dragon emerged from thin air. Its head was as big as a mountain and its body so long that its tail was still in an unknown void. Flas.h.i.+ng with exotic lights from its table-sized scales, the dragon issued a long scream as soon as it appeared and clasped a head with its two front claws, then viciously tore.

　　A wretched scream resounded. The thunder attribute head cracked and foul black blood poured out like heavy rain, dyeing the mountains below completely black.

　　The strongest three of the group had smashed three heads. While the other five deputy marshals couldn’t achieve the same thing, they still wiped out a great deal of Octahead’s health. Fatty’s harvest was pitiful compared to everyone else.

　　His biggest killer was the Elemental Sword Diagram, which could only be used if the other party was trapped inside. In the face of a huge and powerful beast like Octahead, the diagram was like a double-edged sword that would hurt Fatty if he wasn’t careful. Therefore, Fatty had been hesitant to use it.

　　Reck and Lucas both came to help. Lucas’ s.p.a.ce magic allowed his movements to be sudden and elusive, while Reck sprinkled tons of poison that made Octahead numb one second and dizzy the next. Together, the trio barely managed to keep the water head busy.

　　After the three smashed heads regrew one after another, Octahead’s eighteen eyes glowed with murderous light. Aside from the last time it had been defeated by the sacred beast Azure Dragon, Octahead had never been this seriously injured before. The successive injuries had triggered its rage.

　　The Sun Dynasty had a few Divine experts didn’t mean it couldn’t even provide a helper to Octahead. However, in the previous war with Xuanhuang Ancient Country, the Sun Dynasty had failed badly, resulting in most of their G.o.d-tier experts having to rely on the Shrine of Peace to survive – just like the five Demon Kings who depended on the Death Altar to prolong their existence, unable to come to help.

　　“You lot shall pay the price!” Octahead bellowed in rage and gave up attacking. In unison, the nine heads recited an incantation, and violent magic fluctuations spread through the air.