This time, the Dojo of Limits was truly unlucky; after they crash-landed in the desert, they were immediately noticed by the Tyrant Dragon King.
The Tyrant Dragon King is a crimson Dragon, whose combat power is one of the best in all of Australia. When he soars through the sky, he resembles a burning flame. Attacks below the God of War level cannot even leave a mark on him.
"Hmph, these Human Race members treat us as beasts. Every time they come, they slaughter us greatly and even enslave my kin. I will never let them off lightly."
In his heart, his resentment towards humans burned like a raging, unquenchable fire.
Humans, these creatures who claim to be the spirits of all things, often step into their territory as conquerors. The Tyrant Dragon King had personally witnessed his kin wailing and struggling under the iron hooves of humans, eventually turning to dust. This hatred, he vowed to repay with blood.
Upon learning that the Martial Artists of the Dojo of Limits had fallen into the desert, the Tyrant Dragon King did not tolerate these Human Race members who came to hunt. He immediately summoned his two great Beast Kings—a rock-armored beast of immense strength and a wind-shadow leopard of astonishing speed. These were all Beast King-level monsters, yet they obeyed the Tyrant Dragon King. They vowed to wipe out these invaders.
"Eliminate Human Race tyranny, the world belongs to the Beast Race!"
The Tyrant Dragon King roared, he wanted to completely destroy all humans in the world and let the Beast Race control the entire Earth. He personally circled in the air, like the shadow of death, covering the entire desert, searching for traces of those humans.
Even so, the elite squad of the Dojo of Limits showed high responsiveness. When they encountered the Beast Kings, they immediately broke into smaller groups and hid, on one hand waiting for new reinforcements, and on the other hand, advancing on foot towards their destination.
Eliteness is not only reflected in combat power but also in the ability to react to adversity. If they had met force with force, how could they not have suffered heavy casualties against the Beast Race?
After breaking into smaller groups, they dispersed the Tyrant Dragon King's forces, and instead killed many Beast Race members with minimal losses to themselves. This was a wise move! It demonstrated the high overall quality of the Dojo of Limits; elites are truly remarkable.
The Flying Squad, as the elite force of the Dojo of Limits, knew that in this perilous desert, any slight oversight could lead to the annihilation of the entire team. Therefore, when facing the threat of the Tyrant Dragon King, they also displayed extremely high tactical literacy and survival wisdom.
Captain You, as a God of War, was truly reliable, having already killed a Lord-level monster, securing a path to survival for everyone.
"Haha! We must carve out our own path and uphold our dignity!"
Wang Tianba said excitedly in the team, he felt that his decision was not wrong, and following Captain You was more reliable than following Liu Yun.
However, their situation remained extremely dangerous; even a small accident could lead them to an irreversible predicament.
He Lan, as a young female Martial Artist in the squad, carried a bottle of perfume with her.
While leaping over a perilous spot, the perfume bottle fell, and the glass bottle instantly shattered upon impact. A fresh yet rich scent instantly permeated the air, forming a stark contrast with the stale desert air.
This sudden fragrance, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly broke the surrounding tranquility. The Beast Race's sense of smell is incredibly keen, and with such a long-lasting perfume, it was impossible not to be exposed.
The Tyrant Dragon King's keen sense of smell immediately caught this unusual scent. His eyes lit up, as if he had discovered the trace of his prey.
"Hmph, still trying to escape?" The Tyrant Dragon King snorted coldly, his massive body abruptly turning in the air, diving towards the direction of the scent with an unstoppable Aura. His wings, like two giant scythes, cut through the air, stirring up gusts of wind.
The other members of the Flying Squad changed their expressions upon seeing this. They knew that He Lan's unintentional mistake had exposed the entire squad's whereabouts. Facing the Tyrant Dragon King's pursuit, they had to react immediately, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Captain You watched the Tyrant Dragon King approaching, countless thoughts flew through his mind, but all seemed useless. As his thoughts vanished, his heart shattered, leaving only a hoarse, desperate roar.
"Disperse and escape! Those who survive, don't forget to look after each other's families."
After he said this, everyone cried. This was truly a parting of life and death. They just never imagined that after hunting for half their lives, they would be killed by a woman's perfume.
"He Lan, if I survive, I'm not done with you, old man!"
Xiao Wu immediately cursed. This bottle of perfume had now become a deadly poison! He Lan, this woman, not only caused a split within the team but also attracted ferocious beasts.
"Wuwuwu, I didn't mean to…"
He Lan cried as she ran with Captain You, but unfortunately, her stamina eventually failed. Captain You actually had the greatest chance of saving his own life, but in order to pull He Lan along, he had to face the Tyrant Dragon King directly!
The Tyrant Dragon King roared and spat out an energy blast, directly charging towards Captain You. You Suowei had no way to dodge. His eyes wide open, his muscles tensed, he gathered all the power within him onto the shield in his hand, attempting to use a final strike to fend off this impending disaster.
The energy orb contained destructive power, as dazzling and terrifying as a falling sun. With a deafening roar, the energy orb accurately struck You Suowei's chest, instantly piercing through him.
The energy orb exploded in the distance, where the air seemed to ignite. The shockwave from the explosion caused desert sand to pour down like a rainstorm, covering the sky. Captain You fell, his clothes stained with blood, his life's flame flickering on the verge of extinction.
"Captain You!" The members of the Flying Squad cried out in shock, their eyes filled with disbelief and grief. But the Tyrant Dragon King's strength was undeniable, and he quickly set his sights on He Lan again, naturally intent on killing all the humans before him.
However, at this moment of despair, a familiar figure appeared like a phantom beside He Lan, pulling her into his arms and dodging the Tyrant Dragon King's subsequent fatal blow.
"He Lan, don't be afraid, I'm here." A low, firm voice sounded in He Lan's ear. It was Liu Yun. He had arrived silently at some unknown moment, saving He Lan, who was almost in despair, with incredible speed.
Seeing this, the Tyrant Dragon King roared, flapping his wings, stirring up a sky full of sand and dust. His massive body circled in the air, his eyes flashing with anger and unwillingness. He hadn't expected that in this seemingly lifeless desert, someone could so easily defuse his attack.
"Liu Yun, you really came." You Suowei held on with his last breath, looking in Liu Yun's direction, his eyes filled with both relief and unwillingness. "Protect them. My mission… I entrust to you. We are sorry for what we did to you." With that, he slowly closed his eyes. A generation's God of War had fallen.