Infinity, The Arcade Age-Chapter 424: Dragon Rider Qin Ming

Amid the endless cries of battle and slaughter, both sides had now fallen into chaotic melee.

Leading his troops straight into the crowd, Qin Ming had already activated all his abilities.

Qin Ming's powers were truly suited for the battlefield: large-area blood absorption and control, the defense-piercing White Flame of the dinosaur, and a body as tough as reinforced steel.

With these three abilities combined, Qin Ming had become a reaping machine.

As long as there was enough blood around him, he was like an unkillable cockroach!

With a splash, blood exploded in all directions, condensing midair into a flurry of rapidly spinning blood blades that shot outward in all directions.

The surrounding soldiers charging toward him screamed in agony as they were sent flying.

Blood sprayed from gaping wounds—some had their bodies pierced, others had limbs severed.

Surrounded by swirling blood, Qin Ming had already entered his dinosaur form, engaging in direct combat with several Round Table Knights.

He raised one arm to block a heavy sword slash, then swung his other arm—now transformed into a blade—wrapped in white flame, and slashed downward, splitting the enemy's greatsword in half.

With a flick, he punched the enemy into the air, but even before that foe hit the ground, Qin Ming's eyes narrowed as another enemy charged in from the side.

He suddenly thrust out an arm toward the new attacker.

In an instant, fire burst from his outstretched palm, engulfing the Round Table Knight on the spot.

With screams of agony, the knight's armor rapidly melted, and within seconds, he was reduced to charcoal.

Before he could lower his arm, Qin Ming's pupils contracted again.

He tilted his head to one side, ramming with the large horn on his forehead. Sparks exploded as the horn clashed violently against a descending greatsword.

Blocking the attack with sheer brute force, Qin Ming raised his head and locked eyes with the astonished knight.

A twisted grin spread across his face as he reached out and grabbed the man by the throat.

His arm, scorched milky-white from intense heat, radiated waves of heat like flowing magma.

With a sizzle, his burning hand melted through the knight's neck armor, forcing a gaping hole through the plating and clamping down directly on the man's throat.

In the next instant, his searing grip incinerated flesh and bone alike, dissolving the Round Table Knight's neck completely.

As the head rolled to the ground and the decapitated body collapsed, Qin Ming's eyes gleamed with murderous intent.

Realizing he was being surrounded by more and more enemies, he suddenly stuck two fingers in his mouth and blew a loud whistle.

The sharp sound cut through the air, and the Round Table Knights rushing toward him suddenly heard a heavy rumbling behind them.

Startled, they turned to look—but before they could see anything clearly, they felt their bodies lift from the ground.

The next second—several Round Table Knights were sent flying!

A massive creature—four-legged, covered in thick, rugged skin, and crowned with three enormous horns—a triceratops charged out from the crowd like a heavily armored tank!

It was none other than Qin Ming's mount—his super triceratops!

Thrashing its head, the beast rampaged through the battlefield with unstoppable momentum.

Its enormous head slammed into the knights nearby, crumpling their armor and launching them into the air.

In one charge, it flung more than twenty knights aside and forcefully broke through the encirclement, roaring as it rushed to Qin Ming's side.

The triceratops lowered its head and slammed into an enemy's chest. Its sharp horn pierced clean through the man's armor, lifting him high into the air.

As Qin Ming brushed past the charging triceratops, his eyes gleamed. With a powerful grip, he seized the saddle on its back and flipped himself onto the beast.

As the battlefield raced by on either side and the screams of the enemy echoed ahead, Qin Ming bared his teeth in a vicious grin.

He flung out both arms, condensing the surrounding blood into two long, blood-colored whips.

Then, riding the triceratops, he charged across the battlefield again and again. With each swing of his twin whips, another enemy was torn in two!

As he passed another part of the battlefield, he reached out and hauled Eri Kasamoto and Mature onto the triceratops's back.

The two women—one manning a heavy machine gun, the other controlling an energy cannon—unleashed a storm of firepower on the surrounding troops, sending bodies and horses flying.

A dinosaur equipped with hot weapons! A rider who could control blood! Specialized firearms that launched energy spheres!

These seemingly unrelated things had now fused into one bizarre combination, tearing across the battlefield.

Qin Ming alone had already been a terrifying force—but now, he had summoned a monstrous mount and joined forces with others in coordinated combat.

In an instant, Qin Ming the Dragon Rider became a walking disaster on the battlefield, leaving nothing but corpses in his wake.

He deliberately charged into enemy formations, shattering smaller squads and dismantling the Round Table Knights' greatest formation-based tactic against the Pitchfork Knights.

Noticing the chaos, one of the generals of the Round Table Knights—Lancelot, known as the First Knight—attempted to intercept him.

But Lancelot's strength lay in technique, not raw power.

Faced with the unstoppable force of the super triceratops, even his masterful swordsmanship was momentarily useless.

He raised his curved blade in an attempt to block the beast.

Even unleashing his strongest move—Invincible Knight Slash—he couldn't stop the charge. Instead, he was sent flying on impact.

Knight after knight was knocked down! Enemy after enemy was trampled!

With a deafening crash, the beast even shattered a wall and charged into the town.

Just as Qin Ming continued his tyrannical rampage, a brilliant flash of sword light suddenly illuminated the battlefield.

With a twist in the space ahead, a figure appeared out of nowhere and struck with a sweeping slash the moment he landed.

It was King Arthur—teleported to the battlefield by the Grand Mage Merlin for a surprise attack!

Crack! Arthur's sudden strike landed squarely on the triceratops's foreleg.

Even with a defense stat of 60, the beast couldn't withstand the power of the Sword in the Stone.

Blood sprayed as the beast's leg was gashed to the bone. Though it wasn't severed, the triceratops howled in pain and crashed to the ground, skidding more than twenty meters before finally stopping.

In its tumble, it sent both enemy and allied soldiers flying.

Qin Ming and the two women quickly leapt off the beast, narrowly avoiding being thrown off with it.

Landing smoothly, Qin Ming—still gripping his twin blood whips—locked eyes with King Arthur.

Arthur, kneeling on one knee, slowly rose with both hands gripping his sword.

When enemies meet, emotions run high. With hatred in his eyes, King Arthur roared and charged toward Qin Ming.

Seeing this, Qin Ming quickly raised both whips to meet the attack.

But before Arthur could reach him, his body twisted unnaturally—then vanished on the spot.

Before Qin Ming could recover from his shock, he heard the wind behind him.

Arthur had reappeared behind him, greatsword raised high, bringing it down full-force toward the back of Qin Ming's head.

Merlin's power—Spatial Transference!

(End of Chapter)