Master the Abyss, starting from an apprentice priest.

Chapter 486 “The Dragon of Destruction” is sweeping in!

April 768, 4 in the Tianqi calendar

The border of the Dark Principality, Fafnir Territory, Fafnir City—

early morning.

Black clouds are howling.

"Roar--!!!"

On the cracked plain that looked like a scar, hundreds of pitch-black dragons were circling and roaring in the sky.

Below it was an equally dark camp. Dragonborn soldiers in black armor were camping at the very edge of the city of Fafnir.

The pale blue moonlight shone through, and when it brushed the open roofs of the dark tents, it did not reflect any light.

If you look from a distance, it seems as if there is nothing there - if it weren't for the deafening dragon roars that come from time to time, and the extremely dangerous spiritual surges that make people tremble uncontrollably, then there is indeed nothing, nothing exists.

And in front of the darkest and most central tent——

Fafnir, the "Dragon of Destruction", and Fafnir Rochester, the "Chief Executioner" of Fafnir Territory, was standing there.

At this moment, the black robe he was wearing was fluttering in the howling night wind, and scarlet etched patterns were flashing on his all-black scales. A terrifying, tyrannical spiritual aura was emanating from him in waves.

He had his hands behind his back, his dark red vertical pupils, which were unique to dragonborns, narrowed slightly. He raised his head, and with a gaze filled with strong murderous intent, he looked to the end of his field of vision, towards the vague outline of the wall of "Fafnir City".

Fafnir didn't say anything, but just looked quietly in the direction of Fafnir City.

But the four "executioners" standing on both sides of him did not dare to breathe at this time. They just hunched their bodies beside him, lowered their heads slightly, and glanced upward from time to time, observing their leader, observing the signs of the "Dragon of Destruction" Fafnir Rochester.

That was indeed a “sign”.

As the strongest person who is close to the peak of the sixth level of [Red Lotus] destiny, Fafnir's inner cruelty will be reflected in his appearance to a large extent.

At this moment, the scarlet color on his exposed skin was becoming brighter and more intense as he became more angry; the dense dragon scales on his skin that spread from his neck to his arms were also glowing deeper and deeper, and were gradually becoming harder and sharper as his murderous intent grew stronger!
The feeling of anger almost made the air around them stagnate.

Fafnir's closest confidant, the executioner "Silver-blooded Dragonborn" Quilhe, even felt like he was about to suffocate.

"…My territory."

After standing there for a long time and looking into the distance, Fafnir, the Dragon of Destruction, opened his dragon jaws slightly and uttered a deep voice filled with endless anger.

"A group of insects...are actually occupying my territory."

"Heh... Hoffman. I always wonder why a mere 'Golden Sword Master' can stop you."

"Of those imperial expeditionary forces - those saints who are now stationed in my city, only one has a 'sixth-fold destiny'. The remaining four have 'fifth-fold destiny'."

"Hoffman... you are such a bunch of rubbish. With the strongest city, the most elite regiment stationed in the city, four Executioners, and a Blood Sacrifice Lord, you can actually let them break through my city!"

"..."

While he was venting his growing anger, on both sides of him - the "Hidden Sage" Hoffman, who had just met him a few days ago, just listened with a blank expression, while the "Executioners" Koros, Bakad and Samanthaya lowered their heads more and more.

Koros, Baccard, and Samantha, they could clearly feel that the anger from the "Dragon of Destruction" Fafnir was gradually condensing into a solid sharp cone, which pierced their bodies and sawed their flesh bit by bit with his low voice.

Although they had secretly pledged allegiance to the "Holy Abyss", they still clearly and distinctly felt the deep fear as their hearts were gradually tightened.

That was the "shock" and "fear" that had long been ingrained into their bones. It was the pressure from the "Dragon of Destruction" Fafnir - a terrifying pressure that was difficult to dispel and had to be faced.

Koros, Bakad and Samanthaya, they now only felt that their souls and bodies were trembling uncontrollably.

From time to time, they glanced upward and saw that Fafnir had slightly raised his right hand and was stroking something.

Fafnir's angry voice continued to come out word by word in a low but clear voice:

"Now, 'The Lord of Blood Sacrifice' is dead. Euan Burroughs is also dead."

"There are only three of you left... Koros, Barcard, and Samantha."

"How dare you...bring me such a humiliating defeat!"

"Why... I have placed such high hopes on you... but now you want me to personally take back something that originally belonged to me."

"..."

"You should know that venting this is useless, Fafnir."

In front of Fafnir, the Hidden Sage Hoffman leaned on his cane and looked in Fafnir's direction with a calm expression. He said:
"All we have to do now is to take back the city. Also, don't forget that young Lord Bakar and that 'Knight of Heaven' Stuart are still chasing us—"

"Shut your filthy mouth, Hoffman."

Fafnir's voice suddenly rose several degrees, as if he was stimulated by the "Lord" and "Knight of God's Will" mentioned by Hoffman. The scales all over his body suddenly began to tremble, and a tangible deep red mist emanated from under the scales!

He was extremely angry at this time, and the terrifying dragon head suddenly turned towards Hoffman. The dark red vertical pupils were filled with extremely strong murderous intent, and he roared at Hoffman in a low voice:

"You are the worst of the worst, Hoffman."

"I shouldn't have trusted you at all. I shouldn't have believed that you could defend my city. If I had known this earlier, I would have killed you first and used your flesh and blood, and your pile of scrap metal to feed my dragon..."

As he spoke, the air under his right hand, which he had gently raised and was stroking something, suddenly became turbulent and began to vibrate slightly.

A huge, pitch-black dragon head that exudes a terrifying aura gradually appears under Fafnir's palm!

The two scarlet eyes on the dragon's head looked greedily and bloodthirstily towards the "Hidden Sage" Hoffman, as if they were looking at its food.

Then, the giant dragon's head opened its bloody mouth towards Hoffman, and a strong fishy wind and bloody smell gushed out from the terrifying dragon's jaws, and it roared towards Hoffman almost like thunder!

"--Roar!!!"

As long as its master, as long as Fafnir, gives it the order to kill, it will attack Hoffman without hesitation, kill him, plunder him, and digest his spirit and flesh and blood as its own nourishment!
"..."

"You can try, Fafnir."

Facing the huge, pitch-black dragon head, Hoffman's face remained calm and he just raised his cane slightly.

The navy blue sage robe he was wearing began to flutter without wind, and the staff in his hand began to emit a strange deep light. The rune circuit engraved on it was formed in an instant. As long as Hoffman gave it a trace of [Wisdom] spirituality, he could instantly summon several "destruction" and "natural disaster" puppets.

The atmosphere between "Hidden Sage" Hoffman and "Dragon of Destruction" Fafnir suddenly became tense.

Fafnir stared at the opposite side with a sharp and cold gaze. His deep red vertical pupils, which were almost shrunk into needles, kept trembling. The extremely strong murderous intent was filled with anger that overflowed to the extreme, as if it was about to condense into a blade out of thin air and cut out Hoffman's heart.

During this time, his palm never left the forehead of the pitch-black dragon head. The silver-black dragon claws on his palm were deeply embedded in the dragon head. A dim scarlet light was shining between the claws, and blood was flowing out like silk threads.

The light emitted from the scarlet pupils on the pitch-black dragon head became even more intense and violent.

"--Roar!!!"

Until the giant dragon opened its bloody mouth again and spewed out an extremely strong fishy wind towards Hoffman again, Hoffman's robe was fluttering to the extreme. A deep blue light burst out of his eyes. He gently leaned the cane in his hand on the ground and said in a calm but cold voice:

"Are you sure you want to go against me and the Hidden Omniscient, Fafnir?"

"..." "..."

Fafnir's eyes were still filled with murderous intent, and he stared at Hoffman like this. After a long time, he released his hand that was tightly pressed on the top of the huge dragon head.

"Go back, [Quesanx]."

"..."

"……Roar."

The dark dragon head let out a low roar, and the scarlet light in its pupils gradually dimmed and disappeared into the crack again.

Opposite Fafnir, on the face of the "Hidden Sage" Hoffman, a faint smile emerged from his cold indifference.

"That's it, Fafnir."

Hoffman smiled and said calmly:

"You've finally calmed down. There's really no need for us to have a big fight."

"You, me, and the 'Hidden Omniscient', we are still an indestructible 'alliance'."

"..."

"…snort."

Fafnir snorted coldly.

Then, he stared at Hoffman with his scarlet dragon pupils and said:

"I've always been calm."

"You are indeed a waste - Hoffman. But you are still somewhat useful, so we are still 'allies' for the time being."

"My other executioners should be here in a little while."

"Now, it's time for us to get going."

"To take back the territory that originally belonged to me - it will always belong to me."

After saying that, Fafnir took a step forward.

There was nothing else in his eyes anymore - whether it was Hoffman, "Executioner" Koros, or Baccard, Fafnir had already ignored them.

Now, in Fafnir's eyes, there is only the vague outline of his "Fafnir City".

"--Roar!!!"

The black dragons circling in the sky all let out deafening roars the moment Fafnir took off!
A black dragon of the largest size circled and descended to the ground, landing in front of Fafnir.

It folded its broad dragon wings, lowered its long neck to serve as a ladder for Fafnir to climb onto the dragon's back, and Fafnir stepped heavily on the dragon's head.

"--Roar!!!"

When Fafnir stood on its dragon's back, the huge black dragon roared, then spread its wings that covered the sky and flew towards the direction of Fafnir City.

Hundreds of black dragons circling in the sky also followed the direction of Fafnir, the Dragon of Destruction, and flew in a black tide.

On the ground, the "Hidden Sage" Hoffman, all the "Executioners", and the Dragon Legion under Fafnir also rushed towards the direction of Fafnir City like a black tide.

The counterattack from Fafnir, the Dragon of Destruction - at this point, the horn has officially been sounded.

……

Fafnir Castle, inside the city.

In the church's headquarters, in a camp belonging to the [Legion of the Advent], Thomas had just "woken up" from his tent.

He was actually "online" - the expedition players had already received news from the border, saying that the "Dragon of Destruction" Fafnir would arrive at the city of Fafnir around midnight!

Now in Fafnir City, all the expeditionary forces - including the Pampas Fortress Expeditionary Force that arrived in Fafnir City two days ago to join the meeting - are ready for battle.

Almost all the players in the expeditionary force attach great importance to this "Fafnir City Defense War". This is the second major battle that players can participate in after the "Fafnir City Siege War"!
Such battles are almost always accompanied by generous rewards for main or side quests. Now, players like Thomas, who are in the "first echelon" of the expeditionary force, will never miss such quests.

Although the corresponding time in their reality was also early in the morning, Thomas still logged in on time. The first thing he did after coming online was to put on his equipment, pick up his standard sickle hammer as the "High Judge of Sin", and then take a [Skull of a Martyr] and walk out of the tent.

As soon as he walked out of the tent, he saw the big crocodile who had been waiting in the camp, as well as Alicia, Huangdou and others who had also "come online" on time.

"Hey, little train--"

Huang Dou greeted Thomas first, Alicia waved her staff, which was twice taller than her, at Thomas, and the crocodile just nodded as a greeting to Thomas.

"How's that, now?"

Thomas looked at the alligator and asked him.

Before Thomas came online, the crocodile had been guarding the camp, waiting for any unexpected tasks and also to witness the attack of Fafnir, the "Dragon of Destruction".

For their players, the appearance of new and powerful enemies is always the most exciting thing.

As for Fafnir Rochester, the "Dragon of Destruction" of the "Sixfold Fate" of [Red Lotus], he was originally the lord and chief executioner of this place. The players of the expeditionary force have always been discussing him enthusiastically!
"Don't know yet."

The crocodile shook his head and said:
"You guys came online just in time. Right now - that 'Dragon of Destruction' seems to have just arrived at the city boundary."

"The Supreme Knights of the Border Court have already started to act. And our Holy Deacon Huberte has also sent us a message to 'be ready at any time.'"

"I think the big one will come soon, so it shouldn't be..."

——Boom! ! !

Suddenly, the ground under the players' feet shook violently. The crocodile staggered, and although he managed to stabilize his body, the words he was about to say were interrupted.

In the moment when the crocodile staggered, Thomas's gaze had passed by him and looked at the end of his vision, where a city wall emerged from the tops of the rows of buildings.

There was a sudden burst of light from above, and beacons were lit.

And in the distance - or rather, in the higher sky, a dark shadow was rolling in.

Black dragon!

Groups of black dragons are flying towards the city of Fafnir!
Like a rolling black tide, Thomas had already seen them - although the black dragons were still blurry, Thomas' eyes revealed an excited and eager light.

"…I think the big one is here, old alligator."

Thomas said.

……

(End of this chapter)