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Primal Dragon: The Dragon and Phoenix Empresses are Obsessed with Me!

Chapter 128: Greatest entry~ By Elegant Sovereign
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Chapter 128: Greatest entry~ By Elegant Sovereign

If hell were empty at this moment, the devil was surely floating above the ground, flashing a nasty grin below.

For a moment, nothing happened. But then, like a tidal wave, it hit the cultivators below.

"ah...Ah...AHHHHH!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!!?"

Theron screamed as he clutched his head tightly, his eyes had rolled back, and he was almost on the verge of fainting.

Theron was almost on the verge of fainting... but Thyra? The poor girl was already on the ground with froth pooling up from her mouth. She was out for good.

The Elven young man felt sensory overload from the sheer amount of profane gas clouding the area.

Emperal thought of destroying his senses for good, his entire existence on the brink of collapse. But through sheer fucking will, he managed to hold himself together.

His eyes shifted to the figure beside him. Zhalthari was standing—!!?

Emperal blinked in disbelief as he saw the absence of the figure, but he had other important things to do.

With a step, he directly landed in front of the barrier. The golden words on his chest began to glow as his lips parted.

"Ó Elara Everheart, thael e-en’varya si. L-Lethar nael, sael en’vaira"

Which basically said, ’O Mother Everheart, please let me through, it is your child.’

Even though the words were spoken by him, they resonated directly with the golden light shining from his chest.

The moment its light fell on the barrier, under the surprised eyes of Emperal, the entire barrier rippled for a moment. Light shone in Emperal’s eyes as he looked ahead. The barrier slowly parted; it was a dome, so things separated vertically.

The veins on his legs blazed as the Sol’vethrak blasted in full firepower!

"Wet dog!"

He shouted midway, giving the signal. The space twisted beside him as the badger suddenly appeared by his side, already sprinting.

"Smoll man, how was my attack?"

"Shut up and run inside!"

Two figures disappeared, leaving the figures outside coughing and crying.

BOOM!!!

An overwhelming aura burst from the center, incinerating the gas entirely. At the center of the ground, a purple-haired woman stood. Her expression was as cold as ever, but at this moment? It was an iceberg.

The Elven man’s eyes shone. He vanished from his place and landed directly in front of the opening. But unfortunately, the moment he tried to put his hand inside, he was repelled. His hand was thrown back as he took a few steps back, his expression twisted in confusion.

"How the hell did that brat enter this? And I was repelled?"

The Elf muttered. For a second, he closed his eyes. His hand shot forward, the space beside him twisted as an unseen force rotated in his palms.

He lightly touched the barrier. The moment he did, the barrier reflected back. The Elf took a step back as his heart skipped a beat.

"Ancient Elven!"

He muttered, his voice in disbelief.

Zhaltharia materialized beside him, gritting her teeth lightly. On the surface of the barrier, it shone.

Millions and millions of walls of text were continuously rotating, twisting, vanishing, and reappearing. But they were in a constant state of perpetual motion.

"This... how the heck did that brat know Ancient Elven?"

The mysterious Elf, Marduk, muttered. Among the group present, he alone understood the significance of what he was saying.

"Heck, how could a half-elf even learn the Elven tongue? Let alone Ancient Elven?"

The more he spoke, the more confused he got. Zhaltharia frowned when she heard that, turning her head. Her gaze shifted towards a figure standing alone on the ground.

"Seraveth."

She called out, but to her surprise, Seraveth didn’t even look at her.

"Seraveth!"

Hearing her name being yelled at, Seraveth snapped at the source.

"What is it?"

She asked, her tone seeming like she wasn’t interested in this ordeal in the slightest.

"That man... Emperal. How could he use Ancient Elven? Didn’t you say he uses Draconic attacks?"

Though she wanted to say Ancient Dragon tongue, she refrained. Hearing her words, Seraveth merely shrugged.

"How the hell should I know?"

Zhaltharia felt her brows twitch. She shook her head and focused on the barrier.

"So, this barrier won’t open again?"

The ground shook as the cold Titanic beast took a step forward, his huge frame eclipsing everyone.

"I don’t thi—"

"This will open in an hour. It seems that brat had miscalculated something."

Suddenly, Marduk spoke, surprising every individual. For the first time in a while, a trace of anticipation shone in Zhaltharia’s eyes.

"EverHeart... I’ll be coming for you."

She muttered, her gaze distant.

...

"Huff... Hufff!"

Emperal leaned against a wall as he drank a potion. His eyes were heavy as he had forced the Sol’vethrak to the maximum.

"Smoll man! How did you open the barrier!?"

Beside him, the badger leapt on its stubby feet and asked.

"Heh, the perks of having a powerful wife. Now let’s go, we don’t have much time."

Emperal spoke, making the Badger confused.

"Didn’t that indestructible barrier close?"

"Yes, but it was temporary. They will be entering in an hour or so."

They dashed deeper inside the cave, eventually reaching a divider. Emperal walked forward, his eyes shining lightly.

"Wet dog, you go that way. And I will be going this way."

He pointed to the left, gesturing to the badger.

"Grr, smoll man. Who are you calling a wet dog? My one fart was enough to buy some time for your ass back there."

"And I couldn’t care less, now go."

Emperal walked the left side, his tone final. The badger huffed and stomped its leg, but it moved to the right.

Emperal pressed forward, his senses as sharp as always. Suddenly, he halted.

"The Verth... concentration. It has changed."

He muttered.

Sling!

Without hesitation, he drew the Evilmoon and slashed back!

But... his blade merely passed through the air. Emperal leapt a few steps back and snapped his head in every direction.

His senses were tingling—tingling like crazy.

A low growl echoed from his throat at three o’clock. A pair of pale blue eyes opened in the shadows, much to the surprise of Emperal.

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