The skeletal dragon, having long been unable to inflict effective harm on the enemy, suddenly spun around and lashed out at Glen with its long tail entwined in flames!
Glen effortlessly evaded such an attack. However, just as he was about to move forward for closer combat, the skeletal dragon suddenly flapped its fiery wings and soared high into the air.
"Oh, no!" Sensing the danger, he immediately dodged at his fastest possible speed.
Boom——!
The dazzling breath of the skeletal dragon spewed onto the spot where Glen had been standing. In an instant, flames burst forth, and the soil was transformed into a seething pool of high-temperature lava!
The intense heat caused the surrounding air to distort.
The dragon's breath attempted to follow Glen, but he was moving so swiftly that the skeletal dragon lost sight of him as soon as it turned its head.
The dragon's breath within its body was not infinite, so the skeletal dragon had to pause for a short rest.
Seizing this opportune moment, Glen leaped into the air from an unknown direction and landed on the back of the skeletal dragon. He then launched a fierce attack with his sharp claws on the dragon's back.
Since the skeletal dragon lacked the distinctive dragon scales that provided protection, its defensive power was much weaker. However, its bones were extremely tough, and the strikes of his claws only left shallow marks.
Sensing that a lowly creature dared to mount its sacred back and attack it there, the skeletal dragon went into a frenzy.
Flames danced wildly across its body as it dove downward, carrying Glen with it. They crashed violently into the ground and continued to roll and rub as they moved forward.
However, this amount of damage was not enough to make Glen loosen his grip. He still clung firmly to the dragon's back.
But soon, the situation changed.
Somehow, the skeletal dragon managed to twist its head backward and sank its teeth into Glen's shoulder. Its fangs easily pierced through the skin and dug deep into the flesh.
A vast amount of black smoke billowed out from the wound. As Glen felt the pain, his power became increasingly wild and uncontrollable.
The skeletal dragon seemed to be choked by the black smoke, yet it held on tightly. With a powerful tug, it forcefully pulled Glen off its back.
The dragon's head whipped around violently, and it repeatedly slammed Glen onto the ground, attempting to tear apart this stubborn piece of flesh in its mouth.
At a certain moment, Glen's wolf claws suddenly grasped the skeletal dragon's long neck. As he concentrated his strength, his grip tightened steadily.
When the pressure reached a terrifying level, phantom-like veins appeared all over the skeletal dragon's body and throbbed violently.
It turned out that the skeletal dragon could also feel pain. It released Glen and used its front limbs to pin Glen's body down while pulling its neck upward, trying to break free from the vice-like grip of the wolf's hand.
At this moment, the wolf's hand that held it was bulging with muscles, exerting all its strength, and it didn't seem likely to release its hold easily.
After failing in its attempts to break free in a fit of anger, the skeletal dragon could only focus its power, and the flames on its neck burned even more intensely!
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Glen felt that if he didn't withdraw his hand immediately, it would be melted. So, he made a decisive move and pulled back.
After he moved away, the flames burning on the skeletal dragon's body seemed to be much smaller than usual.
Glen, who noticed this detail, didn't have time to feel glad, for he was now suffering from extreme hunger.
It seems that I've reached my limit... he thought to himself. He gently used his tongue to nudge the golden fruit stuck between his teeth, pushing it into his throat and then swallowing it.
In just a moment, the feeling of hunger improved significantly.
The skeletal dragon pounced again, and he dodged to the side.
Glen's wolf eyes remained fixed on the dragon's abdomen.
When the phantom-like veins appeared on the skeletal dragon earlier, Glen had taken a good look at almost every visible part of its body.
At the place where the veins converged, he saw the skeletal dragon's heart, which was actually located in its abdomen, beating amidst the gaps in its bones.
However, it wouldn't be easy to cause damage there. The skeletal dragon had some bone plates that were similar to armor, and they were most densely distributed around its chest and abdomen.
To destroy the heart, he would have to break through that layer of "armor".
Another blast of dragon's breath came towards him, and Glen quickly dodged.
When he turned his head again, the skeletal dragon opened its huge mouth and lunged at him!
The muscles in his right arm bulged, and with a powerful swipe, Glen's wolf claws, accompanied by a thick curse aura, formed five streaks of black light, leaving dark marks on the skeletal dragon's white face!
Glen turned around, wrapped his arms around the skeletal dragon's neck, and then forcefully threw it forward!
The skeletal dragon, several times larger than him, was thrown to the ground, and the flames on its body dimmed a little further.
Without its master, it seemed that the power within its body was constantly ebbing away?... Glen speculated, but his actions did not stop.
While the skeletal dragon hadn't risen to its feet yet, he quickly climbed onto its abdomen, grabbed one of the protective bone plates firmly with both hands, placed his feet on the dragon's abdomen, and tensed all the muscles in his body.
Roar——!
After a deafening wolf howl, the bone plate emitted a harsh cracking sound and was then forcefully torn off.
Molten lava, resembling the skeletal dragon's blood, spilled out along with the detached bone plate.
A hoarse dragon's roar filled with anger, pain, and humiliation resounded throughout the battlefield.
It tried to rise to its feet, but Glen noticed that it was weakening once again. So, he stepped forward and rammed into it, and the dragon fell back to the ground with a roar.
Glen, as excited as a child taking apart a toy, grabbed another bone plate and tore it off in the same way.
The skeletal dragon weakened once more.
In this way, the bone plates on its abdomen were gradually peeled off one by one, and the phantom-like heart was exposed to the air.
At this moment, the skeletal dragon truly looked like a mere dragon made of bones. The flames all over its body had almost gone out, yet it could still move.
Glen grasped that illusory heart and squeezed it with all his might!
Something strange occurred. The previously dim demonic flames unexpectedly flared up again the moment the heart was crushed, even more intensely than when the skeletal dragon was at its peak.
The hand that was holding the heart felt a pulling force. In a state of shock, Glen quickly retreated.
Although he managed to pull his hand back, his forearms and below were covered with something like spider silk, which was actually molten lava, and it was still connected to the skeletal dragon that was ablaze with flames.
He tried to tear off these strange threads, so he used his other hand to pull at them, but both hands ended up being stuck.
These threads seemed to be alive.
What's going on?!... He was just about to bite off his two arms and grow a new pair when another unexpected event occurred.
The flames in front of him seemed to come alive, forming two swirling vortices.
The skeletal dragon's body vanished, leaving only the two fiery vortices, and the centers of the vortices were connected to the threads on Glen's hands.
Before Glen could react, the two vortices suddenly rushed towards him and engulfed him.
He didn't feel any pain. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself still in the same place.
Only the skeletal dragon had disappeared without a trace, and on his hands, there were now a pair of wrist guards with demonic characteristics. The wrist guards were connected to his fingers, and at the tips of his fingers extended exaggeratedly long steel claws.
At the same time, a passage of demonic language appeared in his mind, and miraculously, he understood its meaning:
"The Flame Fang shall only belong to the victor. The curse shall remain in effect perpetually."
This voice seemed to emanate from a great being of an extremely high level of existence, possessing power that could not be defied.
Glen raised his arms, and the steel claws on the wrist guards glistened brightly under the sunlight. He felt that the energy within his body had increased significantly.
He couldn't resist casually swiping at the ground with his claws.
A flash of white light passed, and five claw marks filled with hot lava appeared, almost identical to those caused by the skeletal dragon's breath.