The enormous dragon claw hadnât arrived, yet the intense pressure had already caused Raineâs breath to halt momentarily, the sharp gusts striking his face like knives.
"Ha!"
But Raine did not retreat. With a fierce roar, his left armâs muscles, steel-like and iron-forged, further swelled as if about to tear through the skin, veins bulging like writhing worms as he wielded the Obsidian Defender, striking forward.
"Boom!!!"
With a sound that was unbelievably muffled!
The brutal strike of the dragon claw was actually blocked head-on by Raine.
Though the War Boots had sunk several inches into the frozen soil, even scraping two-meter-long trenches into the ground, Raine ultimately managed to withstand the blow.
"So strong!"
"Impressive!"
Benestâs eyes went wide, his heart filled with shock, yet finally at ease.
He hadnât expected Raine to block that strike, which injected a boost of confidence for him and Meredith.
This indicated at least against the White Dragonâs ordinary Claw Strike, Raine could withstand, meaning the entire battle was feasible, and Benest also noticed that the wound on the White Dragonâs chest continued to exude wisps of black smoke, still unhealed.
Given this situation...
Could the three of them really defeat this White Dragon?
A thought Benest never considered suddenly popped into his mind, setting his actions into easier motion.
He unleashed three moon-shaped Silver String Slash attacks, once again aiming at the White Dragonâs eyes.
The Silver String Slash, as a Third Level Spell, posed some threat against other demons, but was far from effective against the White Dragon.
Thus, Benest was very clear on his role at the start of the battle, primarily as support.
He cast Second Level Spell âEnhance Attributesâ on Raine and Meredith while his main purpose was to disrupt the White Dragonâs vision, break its attack rhythm as much as possible, providing Raine with more opportunities for counterattack and reducing the pressure he faced.
Meanwhile, Meredithâs attack was very specific, targeting the right rear leg of the White Dragon, aiming to lower the dragonâs agility, thus diminishing the threat it posed to Raine.
She also constantly monitored changes with Raine, ready to immediately cast the Fourth Level Spell âFree Movementâ should Raine be frozen or restricted.
Of course, the main battlefield was still the combat between Raine and the White Dragon.
While evading the opponentâs attacks as much as possible, Raine wielded Warhammer with perfect control, slipping in for attacks.
Due to his relatively small stature, whenever the White Dragon raised its claw to attack, he took the opportunity to charge in, skillfully and aggressively striking at the thinner skin on its forelimbs or underarms.
Now, itâs worth mentioning the effectiveness of the Warhammer.
Against such a giant creature like the White Dragon, holding a short sword even if it could pierce the dragonâs robust scales, the damage it inflicted would be insignificant.
But the Warhammer was different, especially as Raineâs Power had reached nearly forty points now.
Although the hammerâs attack seemed insignificant to the White Dragon, with enough strength, the Warhammerâs penetration was very strong, through scales and flesh, causing intense pain.
After several hits, the White Dragon Bing Zhuo was forced to retreat, creating distance, unable to unleash Claw Strike to its full extent.
Moreover, the two companionsâ harassment felt to Bing Zhuo like two relentless flies buzzing before its eyes, extremely irritating.
Making it even more uncomfortable for White Dragon Bing Zhuo was its right wing was fractured, preventing it from taking flight.
In reality, if it werenât injured, it could rely on Dragon Wing Strike, seizing the chance to soar and then unleashing a Frost Breath on the ground.
Bing Zhuo believed, these three human ants would instantly be frozen into ice lumps, then crushed to powder with a single Claw Strike!
It wouldnât have fought so frustratingly as it was now.
Yet White Dragon Bing Zhuo immediately devised a countermeasure, forcefully taking Raineâs hammer blow to its chest, then lowered its head to release a breath.
"Quick, dodge!" Meredithâs cold and alluring face showed surprise as she shouted urgently, ceasing her attack, chanting a curse to prepare casting the Fourth Level Spell âFree Movementâ for Raine.
To prevent Raine from being frozen by the residual power of the breath, unable to evade White Dragonâs subsequent attacks.
But as Meredith was momentarily stunned, her eyes widenedââ
Raine surprisingly neither dodged nor evaded, again landing a hammer on the White Dragonâs wounded chest, the hammerhead penetrating, black blood splattering!
However, this hit meant Raine had no time to escape the breath, as the white Frost Breath rushed onto Raine like a torrent.
"You ant, finally dead!"
Witnessing this scene, White Dragon Bing Zhuo couldnât help but laugh heartily through the pain.
While Meredith and Benest looked on in astonishment, unable to comprehend why Raine wouldnât dodge?
Though the attack inflicted substantial damage, Raine couldnât possibly think this would kill the opponent, only worsen the White Dragonâs injury....
But the next second, their gaze was fixed on the enormous ice chunk.
"Crack, crack!"
The enormous ice block formed by Frost Breath rang clear with splitting sounds.