Reincarnated as a blue dragon, he collided head-on with a wizarding civilization.

Chapter 103 Field Spells [Shadow of Darkness]

At the northern end of the Dark Water Marsh, an abandoned stone outpost stands alone on a mound.

This mound is one of the few places with slightly higher elevations in the vast swamp.

The outpost is not tall, only two stories high, and the top floor has long since collapsed.

The collapsed rubble was piled up haphazardly at the base of the wall, and its surface was covered with gray-white moss that grew rampantly in the damp environment.

The stone wall is heavily eroded by moisture, and its surface is pitted and uneven, but the main structure is still relatively intact.

The low breastworks on three sides still remain, which can serve as cover, providing a commanding view of the entire northern border area below.

Looking north from here, one sees an endless expanse of gray-green swamps.

Thick fog rolled and surged across the muddy ground, and occasionally one or two startled waterbirds would flutter up from the fog and fly hastily further north.

Looking south, there are rolling hills and dense thickets, with a barely discernible dirt road winding through the hills towards the distant camp.

The exact location indicated by the prominent red marker on the previous Fengshi map is right here.

Under the call of the Level 2 alert, the members of the 7th Mixed Defence Team arrived one by one.

When the last team member arrived, Fengshi sensed that the team members had gathered and emitted a soft beep.

Immediately, the miniature map screen maintained by magic retracted automatically and stopped displaying any information.

The surface of the beacon stone that Motu carried with him also turned back into an inconspicuous dark red stone.

He carefully put it into his storage ring.

Captain Rolin chose this abandoned outpost as the base for this interception mission.

Akino walked to the dilapidated stone wall of the outpost and silently embedded several tiny runes in some hidden crevices and corners of the wall.

These alchemical runes, only the size of a fingernail, are silver in color and are embedded tightly in the cracks of the stone wall.

After being embedded with magic, it almost blends into the gray-white moss and weathered stone, and is virtually undetectable unless you look closely.

Akino stretched out her slender fingers and gently touched each rune.

Buzz—

Upon receiving the activation command, the runes lit up with a faint blue light in turn, flickering for a few breaths before slowly dimming.

However, Motu clearly sensed with his magic that the alchemical runes had not truly extinguished, but had instead entered a stable, low-power operating state.

It is continuously emitting specific detection signals outwards.

The scree slope extending from the foot of the outpost and its surrounding area, along with the entire designated interception zone, were precisely marked and outlined by these runes, projecting them into the tactical vision of all members of the support team.

The effect was somewhat similar to the magic perception spell that Motu himself used, but not as clear.

Like a sonic detector, it created a dynamic, real-time 3D terrain image of the area between the scree slope and the outpost.

"If those elite squads dispatched by the Kingdom of Shane intend to infiltrate the area of ​​our defense line, this scree slope is their most likely, and almost only, route."

Akino's gentle voice resonated directly in everyone's consciousness through the mental links formed by those tiny runes.

She gestured with her chin toward the open space in front of the outpost.

The scree slope extends from the foot of the outpost, about two hundred paces wide.

On both sides were swampy mud pools covered with dark green foam, extremely sticky, and it would take a lot of effort to pull your legs out if you fell in.

Only the middle section, composed of gravel and hard soil, is relatively solid, allowing people to quickly and stealthily pass through without leaving a trace.

In other words, the scree slope is the only passage.

"Motu, Lüwa, you two are in charge of the left flank attack. Head to the gravel gully first, and be careful to stay hidden."

Rolin's calm voice came in, issuing orders: "Inigo, Una, right flank, behind those weathered stone pillars. Akino and I, front of the outpost, will provide central support."

Motu nodded to indicate that he understood, and then, carrying Green Tile, he quietly made his way to the naturally formed gravel gully on the left side of the outpost.

The ravine wasn't deep, but it was enough for the two dragons to crawl and hide within it.

Looking down from above, all you can see is a patchwork of gray and white rubble, making it difficult to spot what's hidden underneath.

Green Tile lay beside him, its thick tail impatiently scratching across the gravel ground, leaving shallow furrows of varying depths.

Una and Inigo went to the right wing.

Una gripped a short spear tightly in both hands. The spearhead was carefully polished until it gleamed, occasionally flashing a cold light in the sunlight before being quickly obscured by the shadow cast by the stone pillar.

She appeared visibly tense about the potential battle ahead, and her breathing was slightly more rapid than usual.

Inigo crouched behind a heavily weathered, thick stone pillar, still wearing his usual wooden expression.

Its grayish-brown scales blend almost seamlessly with the color of the surrounding weathered stone pillars, and it even conceals its own aura to the point of being almost nonexistent, as if it had truly become a lifeless stone.

Lorin stood in front of the outpost and hid behind a stone pillar.

The dark red robe was slightly lifted by the swampy wind, revealing an inner lining embroidered with silver runes, which faintly shimmered with magical light.

Akino stood to his right, a cigarette dangling from her lips, her posture as languid as ever, but Motu's magical perception clearly detected the subtle magical fluctuations emanating from her.

A dense and stable, invisible net is silently spreading out, covering the entire scree slope and its surrounding area.

Akino took a deep drag on his cigarette and then slowly exhaled.

When she exhaled these gases, they were just a cloud of ordinary grayish-white smoke.

But the moment it left her lips, the cloud of smoke began to deform and stretch strangely, and then spread!

It quickly transformed into a translucent, dark film and slowly descended from above the outpost.

It was like a soft veil, covering each team member and then quickly blending into the swampy mist that permeated the surrounding environment.

[Shadow of Darkness].

A first-level field-type auxiliary magic.

The natural mist that perpetually drifts above the Darkwater Swamp is cleverly pulled, guided, and amplified by the power of this spell.

The fog rose from the ground and then fell again, like a huge gray-white blanket, gently but completely covering the entire outpost area.

Under the influence of the spell, everyone enters a stealthy and hidden state.

Motu looked down at his paws.

The scales, originally a blend of dark blue and bronze, became blurred and indistinct under the shroud of this magical mist.

The color is close to the gray-blue tone of the background, and the edges seem to blend into the surrounding air and light.

He turned to look at the green tiles.

The green dragon's dark green scales also became hazy and dull, like a faded old cloth that had been soaked in water for too long, and were inconspicuous.

Green Tiles unconsciously traced patterns on the gravel ground with its claws.

The harsh scraping sound that should have been heard when the stone was pried open was transformed into a barely audible rustling sound, as if covered by a thick layer of soundproofing cotton.

She drew a few lines and noticed something was wrong.

With a glint in its eyes, it began to carve deeper furrows with even greater force, pulverizing the pebbles into powder under the green dragon's sharp claws.

"Stop swiping," Motu whispered, reminding him through the rune link.

"boring."

Green Tile replied sullenly, but stopped moving its paws.

Just then, Akino's voice, transmitted clearly through the runes, entered the depths of all team members' consciousness once more, carrying a hint of barely perceptible solemnity: "Everyone on alert, something is coming."

With a thought, Motu immediately withdrew his outward magical perception and concentrated it within a range of about thirty steps in front of him.

Akino had warned him before.

The opposing force consists of elite troops from the Kingdom of Shane. They are likely carrying out this invasion mission and are probably blessed with holy power specially granted by the temple. Their sensitivity to magical fluctuations is not much lower than that of a formal wizard.

If the sensory perception is placed too far away or too obviously, it is easy for the other side to detect the traces, thus exposing one's own position.

Thirty steps is a relatively safe warning distance under the cover and interference of the Akino Field Magic [Shadow of Darkness].