Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 128 Crazy Missile Storm
"Tsk tsk, what is this guy doing?" Gunde looked at the blue dragon standing there motionless and trembling with curiosity.

He saw that the opponent's scales were gradually turning black, as if they were being roasted by flames.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

The blue dragon in the illusion was only one step away from the magma, and the terrible heat had already burned the bottom of her dragon claws.

"Damned scroll dragon! Damned brass dragon! I will kill you with my own hands! Cut off your filthy dragon heads! Put them in my lair and ravage them day and night!"

Wangmula screamed in despair. Without the sixth-ring prophecy spell [True Seeing], she had no way of breaking the power of the illusion.

This is the embarrassment of illusion.

Before the sixth ring, illusions can fool most opponents. Even illusionists like Nemesis who have mastered rare illusions such as [Retribution Phantom] and [Mirage] can make the enemy die completely in the illusion.

But after the sixth ring, with the emergence of [True Seeing], the illusion system became completely useless, and all illusions became castles in the air in front of the power of [True Seeing].

This is why high-level illusion mages like to study [Shadow Shaping] and use illusion to project the power of other spells. Unfortunately, this method does give them some means of attack, but it is too weak.

Illusions such as [Shadow Shaping] and [Shadow Conjuration] can only display 20% of the power of the original spell, which can be said to be the weakest of the weak.

However, despite these shortcomings, Nemesis still admitted that illusion was his most effective spell at this stage.

"What a fool she is who refuses to accept death. If she had begged for mercy, I might have considered giving her a way out, such as becoming my slave and giving her all her wealth." Nemesis sneered.

"Now make your head disappear."

Then, the giant claws were clenched in mid-air, and surging magic power followed.

Fifth-ring Shaping Spell——[Instant Missile Storm] x30!

Endless red force field energy bombs gathered in Nemesis' palm. The next moment, four hundred and fifty magic missiles flew out from the dragon claws, and even formed a red energy beam-like trajectory in the sky.

[Missile Storm] is a third-level spell, but its attribute is a force field attribute that cannot be defended by magic resistance. Coupled with Nemesis' enhanced talent, these 450 magic missiles are all aimed at the blue dragon's head and hit it one by one.

First, the scales were broken, revealing flesh and blood, then blood foam flew everywhere, revealing the skull, and finally, even the skull was shattered by the endless and terrifying force.

The blue dragon Wangmula fell to the ground weakly, and the place where her head originally was was empty, completely crushed into powder.

"Ah, this." Gunde smacked his lips as he looked at the scene in front of him. He was frightened by the power of this scroll dragon.

What kind of spell is this? Summoning so many magic missiles in an instant?! This is too outrageous, Missile Storm? No, Missile Storm can only summon fifteen magic missiles. To complete an attack of this level, at least thirty [Missile Storms] are needed!

And this scroll dragon seemed to be released in an instant, right?! It can't be all instantaneous, right? That would require thirty seventh-level spell slots to do that!
Is it necessary to use so many missile storms to kill a dragon with a seventh-level spell slot? !

The metamorphosis of the Volume Dragon made Gond dizzy. This was neither scientific nor magical. In fact, except for Nemesis, probably no young dragon could do it.

[Improvisational Super Magic] reduces the cost of super magic, and coupled with a huge number of spell slots, this luxurious attack method can be created.

After dealing with the blue dragon, Nemesis hurriedly took out a blood-red dragon claw, and approached the blue dragon under Gunde's puzzled gaze, and a transparent blue dragon soul was pulled out of it by the dragon claw. "You, you, you want to imprison her soul?!" Gunde was frightened by the ferocity of the young dragon. Imprisoning dragon souls is something that only necromancers like to do!
"I told you, her ending will be worse than death." Nemesis smiled and swallowed the dragon soul in one gulp. The dragon soul flowed down the esophagus into the [Demon Star of Troubled Times] in his stomach.

"Plop, plop."

The black egg made a sound like a beating heart, and a strange red light lit up, illuminating Nemesis' stomach.

"The first one. Will there be more in the future?" Heilan sighed. He thought that this young scroll dragon might have begun to be affected by Heilan's mental curse.

Heiluo was dismissive of the unheard-of mental power. He did not believe that anyone could be immune to the mental curse bestowed by hell.

What he didn't know was that Nemesis also disdained his idea. He absorbed the blue dragon purely for waste utilization. If this blue dragon was not so annoying, he would not have ended its life.

For example, the brass dragon in front of him. Although he was a little annoyed, Nemesis had no intention of killing it at all.

Gunde was chattering beside him at this time, telling him how evil and bad it was to imprison the dragon soul, and that Wangmula had already received her punishment.

"Shut up!" Nemesis glared at him impatiently, "You'd better not bother me. Besides, how long are you going to hold on to that human corpse in your hand?"

"Oh no!" Gunde exclaimed, completely forgetting the fact that he still had a human in his dragon claws.

He looked down and saw that the human had been crushed to death by his unconscious strength.

"Sorry, brother, I didn't mean to do that. Hey, you haven't even fulfilled the chat you promised me, how come you died? It's all the fault of that evil blue dragon! Nemesis, you did a good job. It would have been better to imprison her for a few thousand years before releasing her back to the underworld!" The brass dragon looked sad, but Nemesis didn't know whether he was sad about the other's death or sad that he had lost someone to chat with.

"Oh, believe me," Nemesis raised his lips, "she won't return to the underworld."

Gunde shook his head, still concentrating on the sad fact that he accidentally crushed a human to death, and did not pay attention to the words of the dragon next to him.

"Speaking of which, how come you, a scroll dragon, are here?"

After a while, Gond, who seemed to have recovered from his sorrow, regained his lively character and asked Nemesis curiously.

Nemesis glanced at him and flapped his wings to fly away: "I'm on my way to the West Coast to make a lot of money. Now I have to continue my journey."

"and many more!!"

The three words "make a lot of money" touched the sensitive nerves of the Brass Dragon. His eyes lit up and he anxiously called out to the Scroll Dragon that was about to fly away.

"Make a lot of money?! Where can I make a lot of money? How can I make a lot of money? Take me with you, good brother." The brass dragon had a smirk on his face, which looked very funny.

Nemesis curled his lips and said, "I am much younger than you. You are so shameless, Brass Dragon."

"Besides," he looked the brass dragon up and down and said disdainfully, "Why should I bring you with me? What good will it do me?"

　It's so uncomfortable to type with a fever
　　
　
(End of this chapter)