Chapter 1571: One Force Breaks All Spells
The power of the Dragon Strike Cannon was already immense, and coupled with Li Yao’s current attributes, it was equivalent to the attack strength of a world-level chief—absolutely devastating.
The Flying Demon transformed into a blood glow, melting like ice and snow. Before it could escape far, it dissipated completely, reverting to its original form. The Flying Demon’s health suddenly dropped to 1 point, then surged to one-fifth, clearly saved by its near-death skill.
"Ah, I refuse to submit!"
The Flying Demon’s wounds sprayed out large amounts of blood once more, its wings flapping quickly, forming a curtain of crimson light that directly enveloped a Paladin who had just recovered and stood back up.
The Paladin swung a Sanction Hammer, the Golden Holy Light Warhammer smashing a hole into the Flying Demon’s body. However, the Paladin’s own form was quickly drenched in the foul liquid that covered him like an adhesive flow.
The Paladin let out a scream—whether from pain or disgust, it was hard to tell. The stench of the rotting blood was nauseating, dizzying, and overpowering.
What made it worse was that his entire body was enveloped in the vile fluid. As he opened his mouth to cry out, the blood invaded his throat.
Earlier, the Paladin had tried to use the Holy Shield technique to deal with Li Yao, only for Li Yao to pierce through it with a single arrow, fracturing the Paladin’s bones. Barely recovering his strength, he had hoped to strike opportunistically from the sidelines.
But instead, he was reduced to nothing more than a blood bank for the Flying Demon.
In its current terrifying state, the Flying Demon was beyond the reach of ordinary means—neither conventional methods of killing nor defense could stop it.