Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 278 Raid
Looking at the scenery that suddenly shattered in the little mirror spirit, Rean felt somewhat helpless.

It seems we've been discovered? No, not necessarily. We've only noticed the mirror spirit's spying.

That archmage seems to be a sorcerer, so it's normal for him to be very sensitive to spatial fluctuations, but the little mirror demon that directly tore through to the shadow plane is indeed a bit too powerful.

"He only noticed the spying; he probably didn't notice us lurking nearby."

It's quite normal to use a magical pet to spy on or find someone. The person controlling this "magical pet" might still be on the ground, and Julian might not have realized that Rean and his group had already arrived.

However, Rean is not used to entrusting his safety to the dullness and stupidity of his opponents.

"Let's just attack directly. Even if he sees it, it will take him time to organize an operation."

There's no need to wait any longer. Don't give him time to prepare; just launch the attack plan.

"Is it impossible to get assistance from above?"

"The little mirror demon can only transport small supplies, and the limitations and consumption are very high. While the mirror demon has gained a stronger ability to travel between planes, its physical body has also become more materialized and coordinate-based, requiring a dedicated person to escort it."

Sending some supplies is basically meaningless at this point.

Rean sighed. There wasn't much to say; it was simply a matter of the brave prevailing when paths cross.

"Let's begin, proceeding according to plan."

A large number of "bottles" were sent over from the little mirror spirits; they were gifts from the alchemists.

"This time, it's our turn to attack them. Don't worry, it will be soon, not long."

Indeed, it doesn't take long; this long day is only just coming to an end.

Even after going underground, the cult members maintained a normal physiological rhythm, and it seemed to be late at night now.

After a long and tiring day, as you enter a safer place in your heart, a sense of fatigue and satisfaction suddenly wells up.

"Hoo hoo." People who are tired or full sleep the best.

When the visions spread by the little mirror demon showed sleeping cultists and half-orcs, the attackers knew their time had come.

The invisible spellcaster, the thief who had been following them, and even a Radiant Guardian whose specific class was unknown, all entered stealth mode. They would ignite this area, turning it into a sea of ​​fire.

The attacker who gains the initiative will always have a certain advantage.

"Let me lend a hand."

Rean frowned as the black dragon's wings unfolded slowly, and black feathers appeared on the outer edges of these wings.

This is the origin of the previous "Archangel's Descent," another characteristic that Rean had already awakened.

【One Flower, One Feather (Gold-Level Bloodline Ability): As the king of birds, when he calls out, all birds respond.】

This is an ability that Red Feather Arrow has demonstrated many times before, and it's also the basic instinct that Rean acquired when he first obtained Hawkeye.

"The ability to transform exoskeletal cells, bone fragments, and scales into feathers." It is almost worthless in itself, but like Hawkeye, it is the foundation of Hawk's series of skill trees, and can even be seen as the opening of the combat skill tree.
"bring it on."

Rean shook his armor, and dozens of black feathers fell from it. As they floated in his hand, they gradually twisted and transformed.

Ultimately, they coalesced and twisted into three small black eagles.

"Can there only be three?"

Red Feather Arrow is much more powerful; the feathers she tears apart with one hand can transform into flocks of dozens or even hundreds of birds.

These little guys can be used as a means of attack, for reconnaissance, and even to impersonate a certain degree of supernatural abilities.

"call."

Rean squinted, but the three eaglets opened their eyes wide.

Those dark pupils, with their dragon-like majesty and vertical irises, bore a striking resemblance to Rean. And Rean's will was also subtly connected to them.

"Is this what it feels like? My head feels like it's going to explode."

This is even with the second line of thought applied; if it were applied any further, Rean would probably be unable to operate precisely.

He couldn't quite understand how Red Feather Arrow controlled the "flock of birds." The information processing for just this much vision was already overloaded.

"Goo."

Each of the little black hawks picked up an open bottle of alchemical potion and took to the sky; they would be high-speed, stealthy arsonists.

At the same time, it could also become Rean's eyes, but he felt a little dizzy, as if he couldn't handle it.

"It seems we need to elevate our bloodline as soon as possible."

Rean did not release all three eagles; one eventually perched on his shoulder, becoming an extra eye for his gaze.

The mere flight control of two eagles was enough to make him relinquish control of his own body and obediently enter a state of spectatorship.

"Boom!" With an explosion, this seemingly endless night began to draw to a close.

"Hurry up and come out!"

Hela took advantage of being a lone wolf, moving quickly through the ruins, setting fires while rescuing people along the way.

Its speed was incredibly fast; wherever the sword lightly touched, the doors of various cages were opened directly.

"You can run away and pray you don't get caught, or you can pick up weapons and fight for your lives. Uh, I haven't even said the lines he taught me yet, and you actually ran away? Do you even know which way to run?"

As soon as most of the cages were opened, the kidnapped hostages ran away without saying a word, following the rescuers' directions.

Staying to help with the resistance and rescue people? Heh, I'll definitely do it next time.

However, a very small minority did not hesitate to take up arms and choose to fight for themselves.

They weren't simply brave; they knew that without these reinforcements, none of them could escape far. This place was a deep underground labyrinth of ruins, a death zone where monsters were constantly being born.

"Die, scum!"

"For my sister, you piece of trash!"

But some people picked up weapons and turned on the others in the cage.

As for why? I probably don't need to go into details. Some people, in order to survive, cross the line without hesitation, but they don't get a good price for themselves.

Meanwhile, Rean's "eyes" were flying at high speed above the crowd.

Most of the time, they simply floated high above, their distant eyes guiding the hostages in their escape route.

The wounded in the team have become a reserve force, ready to receive the hostages. The rescued will be taken to a higher level, at least away from the battlefield.

The initial attacks went smoothly; fires were set off everywhere, and most of the awakened lower-ranking believers were bewildered.

Looking at the "city" filled with flames and screams, they didn't know what to do.

Wild animals are naturally afraid of fire. This vulnerability, ingrained in their genes, is a result of their survival instinct. When surrounded by flames and screams, they naturally become uneasy.

As a result, the entire area became even more chaotic, as this was the lair of the beasts.

When disaster strikes, people naturally fight for their own survival, vying for escape routes and food supplies, which creates even more chaos.

As planned, the "stealth team" only ambushed some obstacles in their path, focusing their main attention on rescuing the hostages.

If we really leave them here for two days, they'll probably be completely ruined.

Some mid- to high-ranking believers attempted to reorganize the order. However, the orcs who had just joined the ranks did not recognize them at all. Aroused by the fire and the killing, they naturally entered into a hunting state with each other, and the mid-ranking managers were gradually drawn into it as well.

Expecting a group of wild beasts to obediently maintain order and fulfill their duties? Then they wouldn't be wild beasts; they would just be wild beasts suppressed by a more powerful beast.

Rean didn't rush to take action. In this kind of environment, having a "high-altitude" eagle eye to guide the way was more important than anything else.

"Wait, go about 70 meters to the left and then turn right. There's a hanging cage there. The person inside is wearing very valuable clothes; they might be an important person."

"Dimon, Knights, be careful! A group of Horned Fools are coming towards you. They'll be there in about two minutes. You can ambush them. The flames have impaired their sense of smell."

Rean was guiding the route as much as possible to ensure that his side gradually gained the upper hand.

In such an environment, forcing a fight to the death is meaningless; it is more cost-effective to let them fight each other in the chaos and wear each other down.

He himself seems to have become a reserve force that is accumulating strength.

Most importantly, he was fulfilling his role as a "guide".

"Your Excellency Claire, your target is just ahead. I wish you good luck in your military campaign."

The three Radiant Guardians moved forward silently, their target naturally being Archmage Julian.

The high mage, in particular, didn't move an inch from the beginning to the end.

"Your Mightiness!"

At that moment, Rean's bird clone was suddenly awakened by being slapped.

The black eagle was unscrewing the iron locks of its cage to rescue its captives, but a tall Minotaur stood before it.

"Is this a mage's magical pet? Can it communicate with the mage? I have a message for you."

The bird controlled by Rean nodded, but did not expect any news.

It just wanted to appease them as quickly as possible and get them to leave.

The burly man, who appeared to be a slave gladiator, gritted his teeth and uttered words that made Rean's expression change drastically.

"Hostages. There are cultists mixed in with the hostages. There is one particularly powerful cultist among them. I have seen him before. He is in cahoots with that archmage Julian! They seem to be equals."

(End of this chapter)