# 785
Chapter 786: One Person, One Dragon
"What was that sound?!"
Northern Sunken Dragon Pass.
Several dark red figures in mid-flight suddenly froze,疑惑地看向远处Sunken Dragon Pass的方向。
Their身后，数十架满载着武器的战斗直升机同样在往这个方向赶来，那道龙吟出现的瞬间，直升机的电子设备都被扰乱了片刻。
They were reinforcements rushing from Tu Jiao Pass after receiving Lu Qiu's distress signal.
After learning of the second disaster-level beast tide, Tu Jiao Pass immediately transmitted the information back to headquarters and dispatched nearly all available combat forces toward Sunken Dragon Pass.
None of the Great Xia's twelve A-level war passes had yet been commissioned. Tu Jiao Pass's strength was no greater than Sunken Dragon Pass's, and they were equally shorthanded. But even so, they mobilized their limited personnel to rescue Sunken Dragon Pass.
"That sounded like... a dragon's roar?" A Night Watch member said in shock. "Sunken Dragon Pass—why would there be a dragon's roar?"
"Could there be dragon-type 'Mystics' in this beast tide?"
"Terrible... If that's true, the situation is even more dire than we imagined!"
"Faster! Even faster!"
The dark red figures' expressions shifted upon hearing the dragon's roar. Gritting their teeth, they pushed their Forbidden Ruins to the extreme and charged toward Sunken Dragon Pass.
A moment later, they saw the situation around Sunken Dragon Pass.
They froze in place.
In the distant waves, endless powerful "Mystics" surged forward like a tide, resembling a mass of oppressive dark clouds advancing toward the battered steel fortress.
At the rear of this "Mystic" tide, four terrifyingly powerful "Mystics" were skimming across the beast tide at extreme speed, charging forward with murderous intent.
Between the beast tide and the ruined Sunken Dragon Pass, thousands of magnificent magic arrays formed a spectacular magical fortress—like a fearsome artillery platform that used dazzling magic to forcibly halt the advance of most of the beast tide.
That wasn't what shocked them most.
What shocked them most was that above the magical fortress, an ancient and powerful dragon spread its sky-darkening wings, flying beneath the dark clouds. Each time it flapped its wings, endless frost and snowstorms surged forth. The dark clouds around it had been frozen into chunks of ice, falling straight from the sky into the sea.
Its aura was approaching Infinity the Human Apex.
Standing on this unprecedented terrifying dragon's back, a white-haired figure in a deep blue robe stood quietly in the wind, surrounded by several magnificent floating magic arrays radiating mysterious light.
In their horrified gaze, the white-haired mage riding the frost dragon drew a snow-white long blade from his waist. Carrying a terrifying snowstorm, he charged directly into the beast tide!
ROAR—!!
The frost dragon beneath him suddenly spewed forth a snow-white dragon's breath. Every "Mystic" touched by this extremely cold breath was frozen into ice sculptures and shattered piece by piece.
The sea area in front of Sunken Dragon Pass was freezing at an astonishing rate!
One person, one dragon—cutting through the beast tide like a scythe through wheat, ruthlessly harvesting the "Mystics."
Just then, the four powerful "Mystics" that had charged from the rear of the beast tide arrived before the one person and one dragon. Their eyes were equally crimson. Deprived of fear, they had completely descended into madness!
Lin Qiye, standing on the spine of the frost dragon, narrowed his eyes slightly. The gale stirred his white hair as he gripped White Slash. His figure vanished from space in an instant.
The frost dragon let out a thunderous roar, crashing head-on into three of the "Mystics." Endless blizzards erupted from its body, completely engulfing those three "Mystics" and forming a frozen snow domain.
Within the blizzard, the frost dragon simultaneously faced three Klein-realm apex "Mystics."
Outside the blizzard, the final "Mystic"—a white giant tiger with thunder wings—its pupils suddenly constricted. It sensed the incoming killing intent and, with a flap of its wings, vanished as lightning.
The next moment, a flash of snow-white blade light crossed the虚空 it had just occupied. A white-haired figure held the long blade, his eyes revealing a hint of surprise.
It actually dodged?
Is this the survival instinct of a beast?
Lin Qiye's gaze fell on the white tiger in the distant sky, watching him warily. He fell into contemplation.
These four "Mystics" were each at Klein-realm apex. He had only barely stepped into Klein through soul bearing. In a direct confrontation, he stood no chance against that white tiger.
Fortunately, he had summoned the frost dragon using the thunder beast's corpse in Tokyo. Otherwise, just these four "Mystics" alone could have directly overrun all of Sunken Dragon Pass.
Now the question was—how should he deal with this white tiger?
...
The Tu Jiao Pass reinforcements were completely stunned.
They blankly stared at the one person and one dragon battling against four Klein-apex "Mystics,"陷入深深地茫然。
They had heard Sunken Dragon Pass was about to fall. Where did this group come from?
Seven people actually held back a disaster-level beast tide. One of them was so fierce he charged into the beast tide riding a dragon and fought four Klein-apex "Mystics"—since when did Great Xia have such a squad?
"Captain, should we still go up and help?" one of them uncertainly asked.
The man called Captain fell silent.
To be honest, since they had dared to come support Sunken Dragon Pass during a disaster-level beast tide, they hadn't expected to survive. They weren't strong enough to survive the beast tide, let alone defend Sunken Dragon Pass. All they could do was use their bodies to buy a little time.
But now... Sunken Dragon Pass didn't seem to need their help at all?
Captain turned his head toward the inside of Sunken Dragon Pass and immediately spotted those familiar Night Watch members standing blankly behind the city wall.
"Let's go in and take a look. What exactly is going on here." After hesitation, Captain led the nearby Night Watch members directly toward the ruined Sunken Dragon Pass.
Seeing these dark red figures from the north, Fang Zuo's eyes lit up first, then a bitter smile formed on his lips.
"Fang Zuo, what's going on?" Captain landed before Fang Zuo and the others, unable to help but ask. "Sunken Dragon Pass is under attack. Why aren't you helping?"
"We want to help, but we can't!" Fang Zuo gestured helplessly at the six figures blocking the breach. "They... they took all our Coat of Arms and Straight Blades! We literally have no way to help!"