Forsaken Martial Spirit: The Ascension of Roberto

Thunder Judgment

"Hiss—"

"You, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, are you trying to set me up with a beast-human romance?"

*Boom!*

Before Roberto could finish his sarcasm, he transformed into a streak of golden lightning, disappearing into the dark void...

Soul Martial Continent.

"Roar—"

A dragon's roar shook the heavens as a terrifyingly grotesque three-headed demon dragon spewed forth its destructive dragon breath. Its purplish-black wings spread out like mountains, emanating a bloodthirsty aura. A figure was swept away by the dragon breath and plummeted to the ground.

"Isabella, obediently become this king's demon concubine, and I'll spare your life."

"Dream on!"

The figure rose, emitting a delicate snort.

She was a stunning beauty, unparalleled in elegance.

Her blue eyes were as icy as a millennium-old glacier, while a white fox fur draped over her voluptuous figure. Nine snow-white fox tails swayed behind her, her slender legs perfect and flawless. Bare feet, as white as snow, touched the ground without staining a speck of dust, adorned with golden ankle bells.

Though her icy blue gaze warned strangers away, her entire being exuded an astonishing charm, as if it could ensnare souls.

"Stubborn, don't resist. You're not my match."

Saliva dripped from the hideous three-headed demon dragon's mouth, corroding the ground with a sizzle.

Isabella, her face like ice, blood trickling from her lips, bit down hard on her colorless lips.

Her cold gaze fixed on a seductive woman beside the demon dragon.

There was anger, disbelief, and above all, sadness in her eyes.

The woman stepped forward, smiling coyly. "Isabella, my dear sister, don't blame me for poisoning you. I did it for your own good."

"Isn't it better to serve the dragon lord with me? What do you get by staying in this realm, waiting to be struck down by divine punishment?"

Isabella never imagined her close sister would poison her, leaving her in this predicament.

She remained silent, without cursing or questioning, her silence heartbreaking.

The demon dragon transformed into a sinister man, and the seductive woman willingly nestled in his arms.

"Master, my dear sister won't last much longer. She drank all my poisoned wine without any suspicion. Hehehe."

"Excellent, despicable enough, well done. This king likes it." The three-headed demon dragon laughed triumphantly, gazing at the unmatched beauty with lustful eyes, dripping with saliva.

It coveted this fairy-like body for far too long.

Today, it would finally have it.

Every cell in its body trembled with excitement.

Isabella clenched her slender fingers tightly, filled with grief, despair, and unwillingness. She gritted her teeth, her voice cold and resolute:

"No one will benefit from your treachery, beast."

"I, Isabella, swear to the heavenly tribulation that whoever saves me, slaying this despicable pair, I will serve as their slave if a man, and as their husband if a woman, for eternity, never leaving nor forsaking."

"Swear? Ridiculous. You're too naive, dear sister." The seductive woman sneered.

The three-headed demon dragon grinned maliciously, "Swear all you want, it's useless. No one can save you today, this king declares! I will savor you slowly and let you experience heavenly bliss."

Isabella knew oaths were but empty promises.

She was probably being foolish.

Gathering the remaining soul power within her, she would rather self-destruct than let the enemy gain any advantage, preferring to be shattered than to be intact.

Blood seeped from the corners of her lips, a tragic and poignant sight.

*Boom!*

Suddenly, lightning struck, the sky exploding with thunder.

The trio looked up.

A golden thunderbolt, accompanied by boundless divine might, descended from the heavens. The demon dragon and the beauty in its arms were bathed in a golden light...