Chapter 329: Chapter 191: Balancing the Accounts

“The plan has been discovered? Yusef is truly useless.”

The Fairy Dragon cursed, but it was running at an extremely slow speed.

Li Ang’s Wind Blade approached it; it was too late to evade. Three legs and its tail broke off in response, even its butterfly wings were severed.

The Fairy Dragon fell from the sky as if dead.

But Li Ang sensed its spirit flickering actively; the damage to its limbs seemed not to affect its nature.

Its scale powder adorned the air with sparkling brilliance, and in the constructed magical mist, the silhouette of the Fairy Dragon vanished.

Li Ang could detect traces of magic and spirituality, but they seemed to vanish into the Magic Power Dimension, and were no longer traceable.

This was an 8-tier Fairy Dragon.

[Nymph]

[A Fairy Dragon lived for long ages, its mischievous nature remaining mostly venomous. Enjoying the torture of humans, perhaps its brief existence in the Material Dimension created eternal woodland tales of misfortune.]

[Species: Dragon Species [Fairy Dragon Branch]]

[Combat Wisdom: 8]

[Energy Source: Heart of the Illusory Ancient Dragon]

[Physical Strength: Regenerative Body, Tier 8. Magical Butterfly Wings, Tier 8. Illusory Tail, Tier 7. Demon-tainted Pupils, Tier 7]

[Special Attack: Dimension Transfer, Dust Transformation [Dust of Severance, Dissolving Dust, Dust of Demonic Flame]]

[Skills: Fairy Dust, Dragon Blood Blessing, Magic Control]

[Combat Power Amplification: 81%]

This Fairy Dragon had its own name, it could speak human language, and it could be that sooner or later it would master its domain.

After falling into another dimension, it reappeared not far away in an explosion of scale powder.

It seems Nymph still wants to maintain a physical presence in the Material Dimension, rather than escaping directly.

The wounds on its injured body were already wrapped in a gel-like substance, and new limbs were emerging.

It quickly flapped its dual wings, scattering scale powder throughout the hall. The last two stronger Fairy Dragon hatchlings could use Nymph’s scale powder to become lively and nimble in an instant, making it difficult for the young ladies to hit them.

Nymph sneered at Li Ang: “You bring brats to kill my hatchlings, I will kill yours as well, gah—”

The ancient Fairy Dragon instantly performed a Dimension Transfer, jumping directly in front of Zoe, who was chasing the hatchlings.

Li Ang applied acceleration technique, rushing in front of Zoe and blocking the strike. The scattered scale powder fell on his lapel, burning most of the flames’ power was blocked by the Armor of Wind, the rest causing blistering and skin erosion.

“Li Ang!” The young ladies exclaimed in panic.

“No worries, keep your positions.”

This was intentionally leaving some damage behind, through Spiritual Manipulation, he suppressed the pain.

Li Ang untied the black cloth on his back, shaking out the Oathbreaker’s Vengeance Thornlance.

This was the first time this treasure artifact showed its strength in his hands, celebrating with the blood of an 8-tier dragon species could not be better.

“A treasure artifact, you wretched human!”

Nymph had seen many things, and immediately ducked into the Magic Power Dimension to avoid.

But this spear, its conceptual skill meant it couldn’t be avoided.

Li Ang wrapped two air currents around the gunshaft for easy recovery, then twisted his body, standing firm with both legs. He delivered power from waist and legs through the spine to the arms, fully throwing the thorn spear.

The black spear transformed into a sharp beam, disappearing from sight, a scream of the dragon species echoed in the air, Nymph was pierced through the chest, emerging from the Dimension Transfer state.

“Sssgah—!”

It stopped speaking human language, now letting out a raging roar, frantically scattering scale powder.

The scale powder concentration in the air grew overly intense, Li Ang covered himself with Spiritual Activation, enhancing casting abilities, simultaneously creating a pure magic air shield to cover the four young girls, isolating the scale powder outside.

Li Ang felt his skin itch, the sign of dissolving.

But that’s exactly what he wanted.

Magic power surged into the Oathbreaker’s Vengeance Thornlance, instantly activating its formal liberation.

The black blade on the spear tip floated up, with its end connecting to the golden rune wrapped cloth originally on the gunshaft, the black blade arranged around Li Ang transforming automatically into blade edges piercing into the air.

The Fairy Dragon’s scale powder scattering was halted, the black spear’s Counterattack Dark Blade broke through the space, locating the Fairy Dragon’s position, and penetrated into its body.

One shot, two shots, three shots…

The dark blade’s puncture became unbearable for the Fairy Dragon, it gathered all its magic power, transforming flesh into energy, spreading scale powder to ignite the entire underground space.

Li Ang charged forward, once again casting Slow Spell.

Initially, the Slow Spell couldn’t work twice consecutively on the same target in such short time, only demons could cast like that.

But perhaps due to increased proficiency from continuous usage of this curse art, or the demonic mutation he preferred not to mention, the Slow Spell could be cast again effectively.

The Fairy Dragon slowed down, Li Ang infused all his magic power into the Oathbreaker’s Vengeance Thornlance.

But just then, his body moved as if autonomously, his left arm stretching forward, forming a claw, clenched targeting the Fairy Dragon.

In Spiritual Activation state, the Spiritual Traction brought large amounts of magic power piercing through the Fairy Dragon’s body, its spiritual structure instantly shattered into several voids.

Another Spiritual Piercing.

Li Ang felt that this “subconsciousness” comes two more times, and he’d soon grasp the way to release Spiritual Piercing effectively.

After being pierced, any damage to the Fairy Dragon increased extra amplification, and each time the black blade flying in the air hit it, it released dark purple black light, severely wounding it a bit.

From the spear tip, the detached black blade was wound by wrapped cloth, whirling around Li Ang’s left arm. The golden rune wrapped cloth spiraled in swing. Visually, it appeared as if he grew a Demon Arm, all of this formed from demon power.

Li Ang thrust his left arm forward, the black blade pierced ahead collectively, running into the Fairy Dragon’s body, resembling a fishing spear, pulling the wrapped cloth, temporarily holding the dragon.

Its life force was absorbed by the treasure artifact’s life absorption skill and fed back to Li Ang, healing the wounds just torn open by the fiery scale powder.

“Why did you come to the Holy City?”

“Sss, you ask and I must answer?”

“What do you want by destroying Vault No. 1?”

The Fairy Dragon growled lowly, refusing to answer Li Ang’s question.

Under the damage of the puncture and the continuous slashes of the Counterattack Dark Blade, its body was on the verge of collapse.

“You can do it, I’ve remembered your spirit, let’s see next time we meet.”

The Nymph hissed.

Seeing it at its last breath, Li Ang attempted to utilize the Dragon Summoner’s Dragon Beast Control.

Its Demon Eyes suddenly widened: “You actually dare to use the spell that controls inferior Dragon Beasts on me! On a direct descendant of the Ancestor of Immortal Dragon Freya! Just you wait, I will—”

The Fairy Dragon named Nymph had its physical body in the Material Dimension completely shredded by the Dark Blade.

The entire underground hall seemed to fall silent for a moment as if injected with some force, then all the remaining Scale Powder turned into meaningless dust, scattering down as if lifeless.

Schneider, who had been covering his face with his hands, trembled all over. Only now did he dare peer out through his fingers, sensing the change in atmosphere.

Li Ang walked towards him: “It’s over, both the bank and you are safe now. By the way, in case you’re wondering, I’m here on behalf of the Order Sky Knight Corps.”

“W-when did you guys…”

Schneider couldn’t fathom the situation but dared not speak arrogantly anymore.

As arrogant as ever, seeing Li Ang annihilate that Fairy Dragon without fear of pain, he knew better than to offend him.

Li Ang had no intention of explaining how he used Spiritual Driving to infiltrate and even broke several mechanisms along the way.

Now, Vault No. 1 was in shambles.

This battle aimed to protect the assets as much as possible, yet the exact intent of their presence remained unknown.

It didn’t seem like a bank heist, as they did not exhibit the greed of some Dragon Species to hoard treasures. It was destruction for the sake of destruction.

Moreover, upon seeing the dragon’s Level 8 panel, Li Ang was almost certain there was no point in asking anything further. Such cunning Dragon Species Demons would never comply with his wishes.

However, he currently lacked the ability to apprehend them before they escaped back to those Magic Power Dimensions.

It didn’t matter. He wasn’t too concerned about the safety of the Holy City. Although friends with Elaphia, he never saw this matter as crucial.

His presence in the bank was purely out of personal obligation and friendship.

And to resolve his own issues.

Li Ang patted Schneider’s shoulder: “I saved you, help me find where my personal bank is.”

Schneider opened his mouth but said nothing, obediently took the ledger, found the location, and indicated to Li Ang: “Here it is.”

The young girls gathered with curious eyes.

“Open it up quickly; I was curious about what’s in Li Ang’s bank back in the Flashing Field,” Zoe laughed.

Ah, she mainly thought of that Falo roulette, wanted to know what Li Ang once drew.

She’s someone who’s into card draws and pays great attention to this.

Li Ang felt a bit of a headache.

Actually, the contents of his bank are somewhat private.

Li Ang pulled the entire safe out from the wall, holding it in hand.

“You, you!” Schneider pointed at him.

The bank president, who was so arrogant yesterday, now resembled a deflated rooster.

Li Ang gestured around: “See, with the vault so devastated by the demons, what’s losing a safe compared to that? The important thing is what’s inside.”

Schneider was reminded and his face turned grimmer.

“I’m done for. These losses belong to prominent figures. If pursued, the accounts won’t balance, forcing me either to be eliminated or unable to compensate, resulting in jail time.”

Li Ang glanced at the damaged areas, indeed noting some personal items and wealth had been destroyed, real losses.

While he had the ability to prevent it perfectly, given the nature of the targets and the bank’s treatment of him, he was arguably justified in his inability to intervene.

Seeing Li Ang reluctance to let them see the contents of his personal bank, Zoe pouted: “Boring.”

As Li Ang moved forward, he saw the personal bank of Soul Apex’s Storm Mage Willger also within the range.

He took a look; given the Soul Apex’s rapid rise, Willger resembled his former self, with team belonging items and personally saved rare materials.

Schneider widened his eyes, just watching Li Ang gather the items from the vault like they were his own.

Li Ang searched elsewhere.

“Does it have to be this way?” Dorothy sighed, holding her forehead.

Zoe’s eyes gleamed, picking up the Wind Breath Sword, ready to strike at a nearby safe.

“Hey, wait a moment.”

Li Ang stopped her.

“We’re not robbing the bank; I’m merely reclaiming what’s mine.”

Schneider’s lips trembled, wanting to argue but unable to muster the courage.

“Look, you accused me of misusing team assets, bearing this reputation for so long, surely there’s interest? You being in banking should understand that, right?” Li Ang smiled at Schneider.

He proceeded to the next Soul Apex team member’s safe, prying it open.

“I’m doomed.” Schneider’s face turned ashen.

“Come on, there’s no explaining the destruction demons rendered to Vault No. 1, right? Settling scores is for times like this.”

Most Soul Apex members didn’t have much to give.

Li Ang searched deeper, finally finding his target.

“It’s still here; I almost thought he’d cunningly moved it elsewhere.”

A large personal safe bore the account holder’s name — Rams Moningson.

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