I am the Enchantress!

Chapter 138 Blood-Red Grass (4K)

For Cyrion and his group, this should have been an ordinary day.

Hunting the two-headed giant was a difficult task, but given their team's skill level, it shouldn't be a problem.

After completing the mission, it is reasonable to also hunt down the kobolds.

Moreover, Wilder has successfully charmed the two kobold guards, so the rest of the plan should proceed smoothly.

They will happily enter the kobold cave and sweep away their years of savings.

They will arrive in Ironweave before evening, hand in their mission, and then enjoy a few glasses of fine ale at the tavern.

After getting drunk, a good night's sleep is fulfilling and wonderful.

however.

An unexpected event occurred.

They were forced to accomplish something most people dream of, under duress.

I saw a dragon.

Wilder was even interrogated by the dragon about whether he had seen it.

It can be said that he saw it very thoroughly.

Moreover, right after they accomplished the feat of seeing the dragon, an investigation team from the association headquarters suddenly arrived at the scene through the [Secret Gate].

Thus, they were once again forced to participate in something that most people wouldn't even dare to think about.

Hunt the red dragon.

Thick, dark clouds rumbled above the red dragon's head, and hidden lightning emitted blinding beams of light.

It noticed.

Its dark red scales lowered slightly as it observed the survey team members who were posing on the ground, and it let out a dragon roar that resounded through the sky.

Meanwhile, people on the ground also noticed its actions.

The opportunity to fight is fleeting.

We must never let it unleash its dragon breath first.

The large-scale fire would disrupt the investigation team's formation, putting them in a disadvantageous position.

"superior!"

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The warrior holding the greatsword aloft suddenly roared and sounded the horn of attack.

Before he finished speaking, the crystal at the top of Monk's staff emitted an extremely dazzling light.

"boom!!!"

The dark cloud atop the Red Dragon Head suddenly expanded, covering an area that connected the dense forest to the low slope where the kobold cave was located to the north.

Within such a vast area of ​​magic, even if the red dragon tries to escape, it will still inevitably be hit by the spell.

"That's amazing."

Maeve whispered, "What level of spell is that? Level six? Or level seven?"

"This is [Blizzard], it should be a level four spell," Wilde replied.

"Is Level 4 really that impressive?"

Maeve was taken aback.

Wouldn't level six, level seven, or the legendary level eight spells be able to overturn the entire continent of Edland?

"Hmm—the level of a spell doesn't completely represent its power."

Wilder explained, "Even when a high-level mage casts a low-level spell, it can still produce tremendous power."

"Correspondingly, some low-level mages, even if they learn high-level spells through patience and money, still find it difficult to exert the intended spell effects."

This is what Professor Hollen said when he tried to dissuade him from buying "Fast Dating" last time.

When purchasing the [Fireball] spell at the magic supplies shop, the clerk there said something similar to Wild.

This statement is not without merit.

If the same spell has the same effect in the hands of any mage, then most mages would no longer rely on combat or meditation to cultivate their skills.

You can just buy the most expensive high-level spell scroll and slowly trace it.

Once you've mastered it, you'll be invincible.

Surprisingly, despite being a novice mage, Wilder was quite proficient in third-level spells such as [Quick Friendship] and [Fireball].

Wilder speculated that this was most likely due to the extremely high intelligence attribute granted by the system.

He gazed at the dark clouds that obscured the entire sky and said softly, "That must be a high-level mage."

Or even higher.

In this world, "superior" is simply the highest professional level defined by the association.

But just as there is a clear sky above the dark clouds, there is an even wider world above the level of a high-ranking mage.

"Wilder can become a high-level mage someday!"

Maeve nodded to herself, her confident demeanor as if she were Wilder herself.

"Thanks----"

Before Wilder could finish speaking, several blinding flashes of lightning suddenly streaked across the dark cloud in the sky.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, countless biting hailstones rained down from the cloud directly above the red dragon.

The monk was not praying for rain, nor was it a simple weather phenomenon.

Each hailstone cluster is condensed from magic, carrying powerful energy and a freezing effect.

With no way to avoid it, the red dragon began to dive downwards, charging towards Monk.

Monk did not dodge, but instead focused intently on manipulating the clouds in the sky, adjusting the falling position of the hailstones according to the red dragon's every move.

The red dragon was falling at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye it was almost within reach of Monk!

That terrifying aura and arrogant posture descended once again, and Wilder unconsciously focused his attention to avoid having his consciousness suppressed by [Majesty].

"Buzz"

With a slight sound, a powerful surge of magical energy emanated from the survey team's priest.

The area was so vast that it was almost as large as the dark clouds that blotted out the sky, affecting everyone including Cyril and Wilder.

"Um?"

Wilder was slightly taken aback, only to feel the pressure from the red dragon instantly lessen by more than half.

Overcome Fear

Maeve also felt the spell that relieved the red dragon's pressure, and unconsciously clenched her two small fists.

What a powerful buff spell!

In the blink of an eye, the red dragon had already swooped down to low altitude, its broad jaws facing Monk, who was continuously unleashing [Blizzard].

It bit down on Monk's head.

"Bang!"

Wilder frowned.

However, something strange happened.

Monk's head was unharmed, but the two rows of white and sharp teeth in the red dragon's mouth seemed to be biting a wisp of air.

That was the deep blue shield shadow extending outwards from the warrior's shield.

"Luckily, it's just a young dragon cub, otherwise a level four [Shield Shadow] might not have been able to stop it."

"That's what the warrior in control of the situation said."

The power source on the greatsword in his hand was still rising, seemingly accumulating energy.

They remained deadlocked for two seconds.

The shield in the red dragon's mouth began to crack, making a series of "bang" sounds, and it seemed it wouldn't hold out for long.

At the same time, more and more hailstones formed from magic fell from the dark clouds, hitting the red dragon, which was frozen in place due to biting, and making the same "bang bang" sound.

The warrior standing in front of Monk, who was helping him fend off the red dragon's bites, gradually began to give out.

He yelled in the other direction, "Silas! Isn't it ready yet?!"

"alright."

Another mage's voice echoed softly.

At the same time, the crystal spell on his staff emitted a blinding white light.

Level 5 spell.

Ice Cone

A visible mass of cold air condensed on the crystal of his staff.

The next moment, a beam of ice-blue light burst forth from the crystal, expanding continuously in a cone shape.

When the ice spikes approached the red dragon's body, they had expanded to a range large enough to cover its entire body.

The red dragon let out a furious roar, and a wave of intense heat instantly rose from its body.

It suddenly released its grip, abandoning its attempt to bite the shield shadow, and with a couple of flaps of its massive dragon wings, it soared into the air.

"Trying to run away?"

As the mage whispered, he waved his staff, and the ice spikes that had been skimming the ground suddenly flew upwards, followed by the red dragon soaring into the sky.

Feeling the cold air following it like a shadow, the red dragon flapped its wings again, trying to change direction in the air to avoid the ice spikes.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

【Frost Arrows】

Moreover, all three were fired simultaneously.

Arrows carrying an aura of extreme cold appeared in mid-air at incredible speed, aimed precisely at the spot where the red dragon was about to dodge.

The red dragon could no longer dodge.

"roar!"

It let out an extremely angry roar, and simply turned around to face the relentlessly pursuing icicle head-on.

The dragon's jaws, wide and covered with dark red scales, suddenly opened, revealing an even darker red abyssal maw.

Heavy rain and snow

Ice Cone

【Frost Arrows】

With the addition of the three freezing effects, the surrounding air had already cooled down and even felt a bit cool.

But at this moment, the air began to scorch again.

A violent heat wave condensed within the red dragon's cavity, surging uncontrollably outwards and releasing dense steam visible to the naked eye into the air.

The sky above the dark clouds had somehow turned crimson, almost penetrating the clouds and spreading its scarlet color.

"It's about to unleash its dragon breath! Everyone scatter!"

The warrior on the ground, holding his greatsword aloft, suddenly shouted, "Harrison! Quick!"

The ten members of the investigation team immediately dispersed, keeping a greater distance between each other. Monk also briefly stopped casting [Blizzard] and began preparing a new spell.

"Buzz"

With a familiar soft sound, another strong wave of magical energy emanated from Priest Harrison.

[Group Firefighting]

The spell's range was exactly the same as before, affecting everyone present, even including the fallen kobold corpses.

This is a high-power buff spell, strong enough for the target to withstand a direct hit from a fireball.

However, given that most people have never personally experienced dragon breath, no one has complete confidence.

"Buzz"

Once again, a surge of magical power swept across the entire ground.

[Blessing Spell]

Maeve cast the same buff spell, but Harrison's Blessing had a wider range and was clearly more powerful.

Wilder could clearly feel a qualitative improvement in his agility and physique.

Amidst the intense heat, a faint coolness emanated from Monk.

His new spell was nearing completion, and the icy blue light emanating from the crystal enveloped his entire body, like an iceberg peeking out from the water.

next second.

A wall made of ice suddenly rose from the ground.

It stretched upwards until it was over twenty feet tall, blocking everyone's view.

Level 5 spell.

Ice Wall

At the same time, the red dragon was constantly flapping its giant wings to climb upwards, dodging the ice spikes that were relentlessly pursuing it.

The dragon's breath in its mouth continued to condense.

The longer it condenses, the greater the power of the dragon's breath will be.

The leader of the investigation team, who had been gathering strength from the very beginning of the battle, seemed to be able to wait no longer.

The white light emanating from the giant sword in its hand had already risen to a height of over twenty feet, even surpassing the ice wall.

All that's left is to deliver the final blow.

That is the warrior's most aggressive and destructive ability.

Level 5 combat skill.

【ruling】

"Come on, little dragon!"

He let out a warrior's roar, and the white light on the blade began to surge rapidly, climbing even faster.

Ice Wall

Ice Cone

【Frost Arrows】

In addition, there is the [ruling].

Resist the breath of a young red dragon.

The ultimate showdown.

It's about to erupt!

Such a duel was clearly beyond the reach of Wilder and his group.

They did not adopt any combat posture from beginning to end, but simply stood there observing the battle situation.

This will be a battle unlike any other in Ironweave Town, and it may very well be a magnificent battlefield they will never experience again in their lifetime.

Unease, fear, panic.

It made them want to get away from here immediately.

But at the same time.

Excitement, elation, fervor.

That made them reluctant to miss it.

The final battle was about to break out, but none of them moved an inch.

Wilder gazed at the crimson dragon in the sky.

suddenly.

The red dragon's broad, scorching jaws trembled slightly twice.

A deep, guttural roar pierced the air, and a muffled dragon's cry echoed from the sky: "Fhshda!"

(leave!)

Upon hearing this, everyone on the ground was stunned for a moment.

Why did it suddenly start talking?

"What did it say?!"

"The warrior holding the greatsword high asked."

No one answered.

Dragon language is a very ancient language. Although humans have managed to decipher it, only high-ranking scribes and mages can understand it instantly.

Except for Wilder.

He stared blankly at the red dragon, completely bewildered.

"Fhsh da!"

(leave!)

Another dragon roar echoed, repeating the words from before.

Wilder took a deep breath.

Is it talking to me?

After all, he had just had a brief and inexplicable conversation with the dragon before the investigation team arrived.

Therefore, he has reason to believe that the dragon is still communicating with him.

go away.

It is letting itself leave.

A strange intuition surfaced in Wilder's mind.

leave!

Must leave!

Leave immediately!

"Meve, let's go right now!"

"Huh?" Maeve was taken aback. "Where to?"

Wilder glanced back, looked over Bruce's head, and found the perfect hiding place.

"The cave of the kobolds."

Before Maeve could react, Wilder waved into the distance, ignoring the stares of the others, and called out, "Cyrion! You! Come with me!"

After saying that, he grabbed Maeve, who looked completely bewildered, and ran out of the cave.

He didn't understand why the Red Dragon would kindly let him leave.

But if it's time to leave, there can't be a second's delay.

They were not far from the cave and soon reached the entrance.

"Aww!"

He called out to Bruce, who glanced longingly at the kobold's corpse but followed after him.

Maeve goes down first, Wilder takes over.

Bruce, though a bit overweight, squeezed in as well.

Then came Lyle and Joffrey, who were faster.

Cyrion jumped in before he could even pick up his great shield.

Gru was the last to come in.

"Little guy! This is a red dragon hunt! I'm fucking heartbroken!"

"It was that dragon that made me leave," Wilde replied.

"What—"

Gru was interrupted by Maeve before he could finish speaking.

"What is this?"

She placed her little hand on Wilder's shoulder and took a few pieces off him.

"Um?

'

Wilder leaned closer to take a look.

The cave was dimly lit, and it took his eyes a while to adjust before he could see clearly.

Those were a few blood-red blades of grass.