Tons of earth flew into the sky, as the Black Dragon unleashed a long-prepared eighth ring spell—Soul Enslavement—to forcibly enslave the opponent.

The entry-level Soul Enslavement could only enslave three life forms, and Udi had already used up the three slots.

However, they could be vacated once used.

Udi directly released Evil Giant Nurraf from enslavement.

The Evil Giant, having been freed from enslavement, did not immediately rebel against Udi, as it still held a Servant Contract bestowed by Udi.

Soul Enslavement is more terrifying due to its coercive nature and ability to influence the minds of beings to some extent, whereas the Servant Contract, although it can control life and death, is not as domineering as Soul Enslavement.

But having witnessed the terror of the Black Dragon Lord, the Evil Giant Nurraf, as long as it remained clear-headed, did not seek death.

Soul Enslavement requires a judgment of magic effect; essentially, the soul must be stronger than the enslaved for successful casting.

In this regard, Udi remained confident, after all, it was just a Legendary Tier One.

Sure enough, after some struggle, the Beastman Sword Saint finally calmed down.

"Taylor Red Blade, at your service, Master," the Beastman Sword Saint conveyed respectfully in his heart.

Upon successful enslavement, Udi instructed him not to reveal his enslaved identity.

Immediately, a thick bloody sword glow fiercely blasted open the black dragon claw, and Udi, ’caught off guard,’ allowed the Beastman Sword Saint to escape.

High above, at ten thousand meters, Victor, ready to crush a green crystal the moment the Beastman Sword Saint died, his heart already filled with glee, became dumbfounded as he watched the Beastman Sword Saint abruptly break through the Black Dragon Lord’s claw and escape.

"Black Dragon Lord, what are you doing? Don’t you want this legendary greatsword?!" Victor restrained his anger and questioned the Black Dragon Lord via telepathy.

Hearing the voice in his ear, Udi turned his head, his dragon body flickered, and he appeared high up, facing the Barbarian King.

"I should be asking you, what do you mean. This Beastman Sword Saint is not just a simple Tier One strength; this guy concealed his true power, causing me to slip up!" Udi angrily retorted back.

This stumped Victor.

He found it hard to believe. How could it be?

Could that muscle-brained Beastman Sword Saint really be concealing his strength? Does he have the mind for it??

Looking at the seemingly genuinely angry Black Dragon Lord, Victor couldn’t help but wonder if it was really the Beastman Sword Saint hiding his power....

However, soon he stopped pondering it deeply, because by this time, it no longer mattered much.

What mattered was that Beastman Sword Saint Taylor didn’t die, and his plan failed!

"Damn it!" Victor roared inwardly, secretly seething with anger.

On the opposite side, Udi squinted his eyes, his dragon face eyeing Victor maliciously, sneering,

"Are you ready to pay the price for playing me?!"

"Black Dragon King, I don’t know about this..." Victor didn’t finish his sentence when a massive dragon claw came at him.

"I don’t need explanations!!"

The Black Dragon roared, unleashing its full strength, no longer acting as before, showing only power but not murderous intent.

Since the Beastman Sword Saint left, the contract between the Black Dragon Lord and the Barbarian King dissipated, so naturally, there was no longer any restraint.

Realizing that the Black Dragon Lord harbored murderous intent, Victor’s face darkened.

A fierce battle between the two ensued.

However, soon, to Victor’s shock, the Black Dragon Lord seemed a bit stronger than a few days ago.

The Black Dragon Lord, already able to overpower him, now made Victor feel even greater pressure.

"Has this Black Dragon advanced in such a short time?!" Victor was shocked and felt truly unlucky.

For powerhouses at their level, progress usually spans years, even decades, hence Victor’s sense of misfortune.

After fighting fiercely for quite a while, half of Victor’s energy was absorbed by the ’Bloodthirst’ greatsword, making him feel the threat of death.

He couldn’t go on fighting; depleting his energy entirely would place him in the most perilous situation, but fleeing wasn’t an option either, or the tens of thousands of elite troops of the Barbarian Royal Court below would be left behind.

Realizing this, Victor gritted his teeth, conjured a green crystal into his hand, and crushed it without hesitation.

With a buzz, a huge green vortex suddenly appeared high in the sky.

Udi stopped his pursuit, coldly watching the suddenly appearing green vortex.

Judging by his magical mastery, this green vortex was likely a teleportation spell released by a one-time teleportation artifact, or it could also be called a summoning spell.

Udi realized the presence behind this green vortex was probably the Barbarian King’s trump card.

Under the wary gaze of the Black Dragon Lord’s yellow-brown vertical pupils, an extraordinarily beautiful woman, clad in a splendid gown woven from various rare plants, emerged from the vortex.

The woman wore a coronet representing royalty and exuded an astounding aura.

Legendary Second Rank Powerhouse.

"Grassland Elf?" Udi squinted and revealed the identity of this queen who arrived here.

"Evil Black Dragon." The Grassland Elf Queen’s eyes narrowed upon seeing the Black Dragon Lord.

Alright.

Seeing this expression on the Grassland Elf Queen, Udi knew what was coming next.

No doubt, Grassland Elves are a close kin subspecies of Forest Elves, both aligned with the Good Faction, unlike the Neutral Faction Frost Elves.

Simply put, a true Holy Mother.

The kind who would eliminate evil at the cost of their own interests, even their own lives.

"Queen Eliza, I’m counting on you this time, to kill this evil Black Dragon with me," Victor said solemnly.