I was invincible in the dungeon with a funny character skill

Wang Xiaoming lowered his head, looking at the ground below. His magic-enhanced eyes continuously locked onto various locations, all of which were his targets for the upcoming attack.

The spirit users tensed up, one after another. They were afraid of Wang Xiaoming's attack, but they were also waiting for it. They wanted to know what kind of dragon spirit he was.

Of course, while waiting for Wang Xiaoming's attack, the spirit users were also summoning their respective spirits.

The team from the Principality of Dracunia summoned all of their spirits directly. As the representatives of the Principality of Dracunia, each of them had a contract with a dragon spirit. Especially Leora Lancaster, the team leader, whose contracted spirit was the high-ranking dragon spirit, Nidhogg.

Just like Fenrir, this world also had a Nidhogg. After all, the name was quite common.

After Leora Lancaster summoned Nidhogg, she immediately asked if it knew Nidhogg Ming. Nidhogg was dumbfounded on the spot, wondering who Nidhogg Ming was. But looking at the giant black dragon in the sky, Nidhogg opened its mouth, completely at a loss for words.

Buzz buzz buzz—

Wang Xiaoming in the sky began to gather power. A blue light shone on his back, and even his golden dragon eyes turned blue as a result. This made the spirit users on the ground clench their fists, hoping that the attack would not fall on them.

"Witness my power!!!"

His mouth opened wide, and a blue beam of light shot out.

The blue beam instantly hit the ground, instantly destroying everything on it. Ruins melted, trees melted, and even rocks were melted.

Wang Xiaoming's head moved slightly, and the blue beam was like a giant flashlight. Wherever it went, everything turned into magma. All creatures that were illuminated were instantly turned to ashes, with no chance of survival.

In the dark red night sky, this blue beam of light, under Wang Xiaoming's control, moved rapidly across the entire competition ground, sweeping through every corner in just a few tens of seconds.

His mouth closed, the blue beam disappeared, and his dragon eyes returned to their golden color.

Looking at the ground below, which was covered in magma, Wang Xiaoming nodded slightly in satisfaction.

This time, with the Atomic Onslaught, Wang Xiaoming did not kill anyone. Instead, he locked onto the participants with his dragon eyes and then used the Atomic Onslaught to sweep past them, affecting all the participating teams on the ground.

In other words, everyone clearly felt the terrifying power of the Atomic Onslaught as it swept past them.

"Now, tell me, what are your choices!"

Wang Xiaoming hovered in the sky, the blue light shining behind him again.

His dragon eyes swept across all the targets below, observing their reactions.

Are you kidding me? How are we supposed to fight? The beam of light that just swept past us was dozens of meters wide! And that level of attack can be fired continuously! How are we supposed to fight against that?!

We'll die! If we don't surrender, we'll really die! The Spirit Sword Dance Festival is important, but it doesn't mean we have to throw our lives away! Fighting against a spirit of this level is just suicide!

A large number of teams immediately chose to forfeit the competition. This kind of competition was simply not something that spirit users of their level could participate in.

Teams that forfeited the competition would be teleported away. Soon, only five teams remained on the field.

They either had some confidence in their strength and wanted to try again, or they had a purpose that they had to achieve and were unwilling to give up easily.

Wang Xiaoming didn't have much of an impression of these people because the anime hadn't reached this part yet, and his understanding of them was very limited.

Therefore, Wang Xiaoming didn't plan to show any mercy next.

"It seems you are ready to face death."

"Wait a moment!"

A black shadow left the ground, quickly rising into the air and flying in front of Wang Xiaoming.

A dragon spirit, a black dragon spirit, with a girl wearing a beret on its back.

"Noble dragon spirit, please wait a moment."

The girl was Leora, the leader of the Dragon Emperor Knights, and the black dragon carrying her was her contracted spirit, the black dragon Nidhogg.

"Leora Lancaster, leader of the Dragon Emperor Knights, belonging to the Principality of Dracunia, and my contracted dragon spirit Nidhogg, hereby greet you, noble dragon spirit."

So this is the Nidhogg of this world.

Wang Xiaoming didn't pay attention to the girl, but looked at the black dragon beneath her. Yes, it was this one, because it was too small.

Compared to humans, it was huge. It was at least forty meters long, and its height when standing on the ground should be about ten meters, roughly the same size as the Cannon Dragon of the 58th floor.

But compared to Wang Xiaoming, it was truly worlds apart, not even on the same level. It was really a younger brother-level existence.

Nidhogg also noticed Wang Xiaoming's gaze and lowered its head to show its submission.

It had no choice but to submit. This big shot was too exaggerated; it could really be bitten to death in one bite.

Wang Xiaoming felt a little amused by Nidhogg's humble posture, and also knew that it had no intention of fighting, but he still pretended to be ready to fight.

"Have you come to fight me?"

"No, no, no!!!"

Leora shook her head frantically.

"Noble dragon spirit, I have not come to fight you. Our strength is no match for yours."

"Then have you come to surrender?"

"Uh... you could say that."

"Then withdraw from this competition. As long as you withdraw, I will not attack you."

"Withdrawing is no problem, but before that, noble dragon spirit, please allow me, on behalf of the Principality of Dracunia, to extend an invitation to you. Our Principality of Dracunia, under the rule of the Dragon King Bahamut, is the homeland of dragon spirits. Noble dragon spirit, I hope that after the Spirit Sword Dance Festival is over, you can visit the Principality of Dracunia. The Dragon King Bahamut wants to meet you."

Wang Xiaoming's power shocked Nidhogg. As a high-ranking dragon spirit, it immediately contacted the Dragon King Bahamut and informed him of Wang Xiaoming's existence. So Bahamut asked Nidhogg to extend an invitation to Wang Xiaoming. The Dragon King wanted to meet this powerful dragon spirit that he had never seen before.

"Dragon King Bahamut? So there was a dragon who dared to call himself Dragon King before me? Interesting."

Wang Xiaoming pretended to be arrogant, revealing a disdainful expression.

"I have received your invitation. I will accept the appointment after the Spirit Sword Dance Festival is over. Now, you may withdraw."

"Thank you for your mercy, noble dragon spirit."

Leora took off her beret, gave Wang Xiaoming a military salute, and then returned to the ground with Nidhogg, leading her team members to voluntarily withdraw from the Spirit Sword Dance Festival competition venue.

Thus, only four teams remained in the entire Spirit Sword Dance Festival.

The Fierce Breaking Division of the Russellbell Principality, the Four Gods of the Kuna Empire, the Purgatory Apostles of the Alphaste Religious State, and the Holy Spirit Knights of the Holy Lugia Kingdom.

The Holy Spirit Knights were already out of combat. They were attacked by Lin Silette and the others at the beginning, and their divine power had not yet recovered. Of the remaining three teams, the Purgatory Apostles were the strongest. Their leader was Claire's older sister.

The former Fire Spirit Princess, Rubia Elstein, was powerful and also the reincarnation of the saint who defeated the previous Demon King, possessing the strongest Flame Spirit, Levatein, with the title of "God-Slaying Flame."

She also knew that the five great Spirit Kings had been corrupted by darkness, so she wanted to use the Demon King to kill all five Spirit Kings.

This was her ultimate wish. To achieve it, she even transplanted a Cursed Crest into her heart, draining her own life force to enhance her combat abilities.

After transplanting this Cursed Crest, her life would constantly diminish with each battle, leading to a swift death.

Therefore, for her, winning the Blade Dance Festival meant death, and losing meant death as well. Since death was inevitable, she might as well take a gamble!

Even if the black dragon spirit before her was so powerful that it made her tremble, she had to try, for her wish and for her sister!

Facing Wang Xiaoming, Rubia understood that probing was meaningless. An enemy of this level was a Demon God-class being. The so-called Demon God-class were the highest-ranking spirits who were qualified to compete for the Spirit King's throne during the Spirit War.

The God-Slaying Flame she possessed was also a Demon God-class flame spirit. It had lost to the Fire Spirit King in the Spirit War, losing the right to compete for the Spirit King's throne, and was then sealed away.

Therefore, she chose to summon a spirit right from the start.

"God-Slaying Flame!"

Flames appeared out of thin air around her, instantly melting the ground. Everything around her, except for a portion of her mantle, turned into magma.

The strongest flame spirit demonstrated its powerful strength.

The sudden burst of flames on the ground attracted Wang Xiaoming's attention.

"Oh? The first person to dare to resist has appeared?"

Wang Xiaoming flapped his wings, lowered his head, and swooped down towards the eruption of flames.

While diving, Wang Xiaoming communicated with Est.

"Est, become one with me and lend me your power."

"Yes."

Est had deactivated her physical form and returned to Wang Xiaoming's body when he transformed into a dragon. She was now inside Wang Xiaoming's body.

"I am Xiaoming's sword, as you wish."

Est's power directly merged with Wang Xiaoming's curse power. Wang Xiaoming's massive body directly possessed Est's anti-magic power, or rather, magic-absorbing power.

A thin layer of white light suddenly enveloped the black dragon's body, and it pounced directly towards the flames below.

"Laevatein!!"

Rubia watched Wang Xiaoming swoop towards her, raised her right hand, and commanded Laevatein to attack. Flames gathered behind Rubia, forming a fire dragon that shot upwards, lunging at Wang Xiaoming and colliding with him in the sky.

However, the flames that could instantly melt the earth were shattered by Wang Xiaoming with a single claw.

"Nani!!"

In Rubia's shocked gaze, Wang Xiaoming tore the flames apart with a claw, then directly split the flames in half, diving all the way to the ground. His massive body was also his strongest weapon!

Boom—

Wang Xiaoming landed like a giant meteorite, and the earth instantly cracked open.

With Wang Xiaoming's landing point as the center, earth waves mixed with flames spread wildly in all directions like a tsunami, impacting at least two kilometers away before slightly slowing down, but still surging outwards. The entire competition venue was affected by this impact.

The remaining three teams were directly swept away by this tens-of-meters-high earth wave tsunami.

The Inferno Apostles team, located directly in the center of Wang Xiaoming's attack, also suffered a catastrophe.

Except for Rubia, who relied on her own powerful divine power and spirit magic to barely hold on, everyone else lost their combat ability on the spot.

Thump—

Wang Xiaoming slammed a fist on the ground, lowered his head, and looked down at Rubia in the rubble.

At this time, Rubia, although she had barely held on with her spirit mode, was covered in injuries and her clothes were tattered, making her look very miserable.

However, Wang Xiaoming's attention was not on Rubia, but on the flame giant behind her.

"God-Slaying Flame? So you were the trash that didn't even dare to attack me back then. It's truly laughable. You didn't even have the courage to attack me back then. Who gave you such confidence now, this ridiculous title!"

To put on a complete act, Wang Xiaoming continued to play the role of the strongest ancient spirit, and his words shocked Rubia immensely.

The meaning of these words was that he was the character that the God-Slaying Flame didn't even dare to attack during the Spirit War. Was this dragon spirit so powerful? The God-Slaying Flame had fought back and forth with the Fire Spirit King, but didn't dare to attack this dragon spirit. Could it be that this dragon spirit was even more powerful than the Spirit King!

Wang Xiaoming's words, and Rubia's surprise, made Laevatein extremely angry. Who the hell was this guy who popped up out of nowhere? What nonsense was he talking about? I don't even know you. Why are you suddenly saying that I didn't dare to attack you back then!

Feeling inexplicably slandered, Laevatein directly ignored Rubia and attacked Wang Xiaoming.

Even more turbulent flames than before reached out to Wang Xiaoming from all directions, trying to directly engulf Wang Xiaoming and burn him to death.

"Trash is angry?"

Wang Xiaoming was first surprised, then filled with contempt.

"Trash should act like trash. If you honestly hide, you can at least live!"

"But since you don't want to live, then I'll send you on your way!"

Wang Xiaoming directly flapped his wings. The gale generated by the hundreds-of-meters-wide wings instantly dispersed the flames, and then the huge claws directly grabbed towards Laevatein.

Wang Xiaoming, who had merged with Est's power, possessed the attributes of the strongest steel under Est's blessing, and could also absorb all magic and break all contracts.

With this claw, Laevatein was directly smashed into the ground. The surrounding ground cracked again, and Rubia, who was standing on the ground, was directly knocked flying.

After grabbing Laevatein and smashing it against the ground several times, Wang Xiaoming directly threw Laevatein towards his big mouth.

"Die!!"

The big mouth, possessing Fenrir's God-Slaying Fangs, directly bit Laevatein into three pieces. One piece remained in Wang Xiaoming's mouth, and the remaining two pieces fell to the ground.

Ptooey—

After spitting the piece in his mouth directly onto the ground, Wang Xiaoming disdainfully gave it another claw, directly smashing Laevatein's corpse into the ground. The corpse directly melted, turning into a pool of lava that exploded, turning the ground hundreds of meters around Wang Xiaoming's feet into a lava pool.

The strongest flame spirit, God-Slaying Flame Laevatein, was directly bitten to death by Wang Xiaoming.

As expected of Fenrir's God-Slaying Fangs, powerful!

Moreover, not only did he kill Laevatein, Wang Xiaoming could feel a scorching power pouring into Wang Xiaoming's body when he killed Laevatein, or rather, pouring into Est's body within Wang Xiaoming's body. Est's absorption ability absorbed a portion of Laevatein's power!

In the original plot, Est absorbed Restia's power, so that she could release Restia's dark thunder attack in the form of a holy sword, turning into the Holy Demonic Sword.

And now, Wang Xiaoming's Est absorbed Laevatein's power, so she should be able to release Laevatein's flame power, turning into the Holy Flame Sword.

Very good! Est, you've become even stronger!

"Then, you're the only one left, Spirit User."