The Man's Decree

Chapter 4221 Plans Made Long Ago

“Roar!”

The Golden Dragon roared, causing the heavens and the earth to tremble. The waves of the sea instantly raged. Everyone hurriedly erected protective shields, ensuring the safety of the spirit ship.

Stanton looked at the golden dragon behind Kai. His previously arrogant demeanor extinguished in an instant.

“Who… who exactly are you? Why are you able to summon Golden Dragon? Are you using some kind of illusion spell?” Stanton asked.

“Why the hell are you asking so many questions? If you’re gonna fight, then just fight. D*mn, you talk too much!”

Kai was engulfed in flames, while Golden Dragon too was ignited in fire.

It then transformed into a fiery dragon, opening its massive jaws wide.

“How dare you…” Stanton roared in fury, his massive sword slashing ruthlessly toward Kai.

With a roar, Golden Dragon surged forward, confronting the greatsword head-on.

Boom!

The colossal sword was blocked by Golden Dragon, which subsequently unleashed a torrent of fire. In an instant, the thick flames engulfed the giant.

a fiery red. Even the sea below mirrored the burning

but to steer their spirit ship toward the distant

joke. My giant isn’t afraid of either fire or water. Moreover,

in flames, Stanton didn’t cower in fear. Instead, he

was formed using the secret techniques of the Sky Slasher Sect. It was not made of flesh and blood. Hence, it was utterly impervious

devoid of life, oblivious

giant. Everything was under his

amidst the flames, its body radiating a golden light. Indeed, the fire was incapable of inflicting any

you to death, then I’ll hack you

Kai found himself standing atop the dragon’s

Dragonslayer Sword in his hand erupted with a hundred-foot light,

forward in a

Rumble… Rumble…

continuously circulating as he struck the giant one

fast. With each strike on the giant, a shower of sparks filled the

I told you it’s futile. Your swordsmanship might be impressive, but it’s simply incapable

Stanton burst out laughing.

mind. Instead, he continued to strike relentlessly. Each swing of his sword carried the power of a

motion. Massive waves rolled and crashed, with towering columns of water soaring into the sky as if

when numerous hairline cracks suddenly appeared on the

various markings on the large talisman paper he had produced started