Evil Red Dragon

That day, as usual, Kula directed the team to deliver food to Chifeng.

He now stands tall and moves nimbly, a stark contrast to his previous hunched and frail appearance.

"My lord, this is this week's food. Please enjoy."

Alector's claws gently tapped the ground:

"Kula".

Upon hearing the sound, Kula immediately knelt down on one knee:

"What are your orders?"

"Nothing else to instruct me on."

Alecto sized up Kula:

"I'm just curious, what does it feel like to be young again?"

Kula was taken aback, not expecting her owner to ask such a mundane question.

He looked down at the smooth, firm skin on his arm, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"Reporting to Master, it feels like a dream that's all too real."

He sighed:

"Over the years, I've grown accustomed to joint pain, blurred vision, and the feeling of my life slipping away with every breath..."

"Now all of that is gone. My body is so light that I can ride the wind. I have endless strength and I am full of energy every moment."

Kula paused for a moment, then smiled wryly:

"Only when I wake up occasionally will I subconsciously reach for the bone cane by the bed, thinking that I am still the old man who needs it to support me to stand up."

"The way those young men in the tribe look at me now always makes me feel uneasy..."

Alecto chuckled softly:

"Having gotten used to aging, one feels lost and disoriented in youth? That's rather unusual."

After saying that, he pulled out the dimensional bag from the pile of treasure.

It contains magic crystals seized from the enemy, as well as various magical plants collected in the past.

Alecto pushed the dimensional bag in front of Kula:

"Alright, Kula, these magic crystals and magic plants are all yours. You are also responsible for all the magic plants collected within the territory."

"Master, what's wrong?"

"I need you to use your shamanic knowledge to concoct a potion with the highest concentration of magic power as quickly as possible. The higher the purity, the better. Side effects don't matter; I can handle them."

He suppressed his agitation:

"I've been stuck at the peak of level five for two months now. Every surge of magic feels like I'm about to break through to level six, but every time I'm just a little short. This feeling is so unbearable."

Oliveira, who had already started eating, quietly raised her head and stole a glance at Alecto's anxious expression.

She knew that Alecto had been planning this for a long time, but had yet to make a move.

This is normal. It will be fine after a few years of sleep. If it really doesn't work, you can sleep for more than ten years. You will eventually reach level six. It's just that Alector is too impatient and wants to break through quickly.

Oliveira continued to eat intently. Why the rush? Wouldn't it be better to rise slowly like her? After all, they can live for a very long time.

However, she didn't dare to say it out loud; that's not how you ask for a beating.

Kula respectfully accepted the dimensional bag, and after a brief examination, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Inside are ten magic crystals of varying quality, as well as several high-grade magic plants.

"Master, these materials are enough to prepare two doses of a secret elixir. It's an extremely potent concentrator that can forcibly extract over 70% of the magic power from the ingredients, but consuming it will result in a violent elemental shock..."

"Perfect, that's exactly the kind of explosive thrust I need. How long can you deliver it?"

"If we give it our all..."

Kula made a quick estimate and replied:

"I can finish it within three days."

"Then let's do it."

Alecto tapped the ground with his paw:

"All resources will be prioritized for your crafting. Oliveira!"

"Huh? Yes!"

Little Dragon Girl was startled.

"Go tell Gru not to let anything bother Kula."

"clear!"

Olivera straightened her back, a rare serious expression on her face, knowing how much Alecto cared about this matter.

After receiving the order, Kula immediately withdrew and went straight to his newly built alchemy workshop.

That was a huge stone house that he and his orc shaman apprentice had built together, with a black iron crucible covered in runes placed in the center.

These are alchemical tools specially cast from newly mined ore.

He summoned his two most capable apprentices, who retrieved and inventoried the materials one by one, while his mind raced to recall every step of the secret medicine's preparation.

He learned this from an old shaman when he was young. Because it was too dangerous, he had never actually practiced it, but every detail was deeply engraved in his memory.

Three days without sleep or rest.

The workshop was always filled with rich elemental fluctuations.

On the third day at dusk, a blinding white light suddenly burst forth from the workshop.

Kula, shirtless, held a long-handled iron ladle firmly in both hands and slowly stirred the boiling potion.

Inside the crucible, the viscous liquid churned and swirld, even distorting the air around it.

"The final step is to evenly sprinkle in the magic crystal powder..."

He carefully sprinkled the ground magic crystal powder evenly into the mixture.

The moment the powder came into contact with the liquid medicine, it exploded with a crackling sound, and the entire crucible shook.

The apprentices retreated in fear, leaving only Kula continuing to sprinkle magic crystal powder.

Fortunately, after a violent tremor, the liquid gradually calmed down, turning into a bright purple color with tiny, star-like specks of light swirling on its surface.

"It's done..."

Kula breathed a sigh of relief and carefully scooped the liquid into two specially made bottles.

He dragged his weary steps out the door.

Alecto had already sensed the surging magic and was waiting at the door.

"Master, I have not failed you."

Kula presents it with both hands:

"After using dozens of magical plants of varying levels that I collected, I finally succeeded in refining two portions of the secret medicine. The magic power contained within is enough to instantly flood the magic pools of three level-five mages..."

Alecto accepted it with satisfaction.

"Very good, thank you for your hard work. I will now prepare to drink the Sleeping Elixir. During this time, all matters concerning the territory will be decided jointly by you and Gru."

Kula bowed:

"As you command, my lord, may you succeed."

He then looked at Oliveira and instructed her:

"Do not approach the nest after I fall into slumber."

Oliveira quickly shook her head:

"Brother, my dormant period is almost over too..."

"Alright."

Alector said no more, turned around and flew back to the nest with Oliveira.

"Go sleep somewhere else."

After saying this, Alecto blocked the entrance to the cave and set up layers of guards. After the last guard was completed, he threw all the secret medicine into his mouth.

The moment the medicine entered his throat, a torrent of magic erupted within his body.

His eyes lit up.

Yeah! That's awesome!

The magic power, enough to kill an ordinary mage, posed no threat whatsoever to Alector.

He felt a bloating in his stomach, followed by a feeling of fullness that spread throughout his body.

Every inch of his body was cheering and leaping with joy, greedily devouring the sudden surge of immense magical power.

His aura also began to steadily rise.

"It really worked..."

Alecto sighed inwardly, a look of admiration flashing in his eyes.

The secret medicine that Kula pulled out did indeed exceed his original expectations.

Oliveira lay prone in the corner of the nest:

"Brother, are you going to sleep?"

"Um."

Alektor slowly lowered himself, his dragon body radiating a crimson glow:

"The entrance to the cave has been sealed off, and warning spells have been cast inside. You'd better stay put until I wake up."

After Alecto finished speaking, his eyelids slowly closed, and his consciousness sank into the inheritance.

Meanwhile, in a cave outside Chifeng territory.

The Thunderwing Python coiled atop the rock pillar, its six pairs of dark purple wings trembling slightly.

It is over fifteen meters long, with electric arcs constantly jumping on its scales, and a buzzing sound emanating from its single horn on its forehead.

"Did you sense it?"

The Thunderwing Python flicked out its forked tongue.

The ground below suddenly bulged up.

A head covered in a thick carapace burst from the ground, its scarlet vertical pupils meeting the gaze of the Thunderwing Serpent in the darkness.

Digging dragon.

This level six magical beast was much larger. Although it was not good at flying, its burrowing ability, attack power, and defense were far superior to other creatures of the same level.

The bone helmet on its back gleamed coldly, and every light step of its limbs caused the ground to vibrate.

"There's something unusual about the magical energy fluctuations in the direction of Chifeng..."

The Digivice's voice was deep and muffled:

"That dragon must have entered a deep slumber."

"finally……"

The Thunderwing Flying Python's wings flapped rapidly, and it exclaimed excitedly:

"Finally!"

"Now is our chance."

The burrowing dinosaur emerged completely from the ground, its body reaching a length of over twenty meters.

"The dragon is asleep, its defenses are weak, I can sneak in from underground and cripple it in one fell swoop. As for the trolls and orcs you scouted, the beast tide will be enough to draw their attention."

"good!"

The Thunderwing Python slid down from the rock pillar, its wings folding:

"According to the plan, I will drive the northern herds to attack the outer perimeter and draw attention, while you approach from underground and strike straight at the core."

"Three days later, when the moon hides."

The Thunderwing Python spread its wings and slowly rose into the air:

"The sky will be dark and gloomy at that time, making it the perfect time for a surprise attack."

The Digosaurus did not answer, but slowly sank into the ground, the raised earthen mound extending towards Chifeng.

Three days later, at dusk, in the territory of Chifeng.

Kula stood atop the watchtower, the bone staff in his hand gleaming faintly.

After becoming a dragonborn, his perception range doubled, and he was currently scanning his surroundings with all his might.

Something's not right, something's very wrong.

Kula frowned.

Gru climbed up from the tower, his spiked club slung over his shoulder:

"What's wrong?"

"I've been feeling unsettled all day, with a vague feeling that something is about to happen..."

Suddenly Kula sensed something, abruptly pointed north, and shouted:

"The Rock-Armored Boars are charging straight at us! And there's a whole bunch of monsters following behind! At their speed, they'll be upon us within an hour!"

Rock-armored Boars are level three magical beasts. Individually, they are not strong in combat, but once they form a group to charge, even level four warriors have to temporarily give way.

This creature is timid and cautious, and will never leave its habitat unless threatened.

Gru's expression turned serious:

"Our master is currently asleep, and we cannot allow the magical beasts to disturb him."

Kula raised her bone staff:

"I know, assemble the soldiers and get them into combat readiness."

The order was conveyed swiftly.

Inside the orc camp, Gronn is polishing his newly forged battle axe.

Upon hearing the news, he immediately summoned all his soldiers.

"There's something going on in the north."

Goron's words were concise and to the point:

"It might be a beast tide; we must go and fight it off."

Meanwhile, at the troll camp.

Gru took stock of his men. Although they were few in number, the trolls' regenerative abilities gave them a natural advantage in defensive battles.

"Uge, you take ten men to guard the breeding area."

Gru assigns tasks:

"The rest of you are coming with me to the front lines."

As the sun sets, the newly risen moon is obscured by dark clouds, and only faint starlight illuminates the world.

A campfire blazed brightly beside the watchtower north of Chifeng Territory, casting long shadows of trolls and orcs in the firelight.

On the watchtower, Kula whispered:

"They're here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a slight tremor came from the ground.

At first it sounded like distant rumbling thunder, but then it became clearer and more frequent.

The sound of hundreds of heavy creatures running could be heard continuously.

"Enemy attack—"

The orc warrior at the lookout point blew his horn.

The mournful sound of horns echoed through the night sky.

Three miles outside the northern defense line, a dark, dense herd of beasts broke through the obstruction of the forest.

More than two hundred magical beasts suddenly emerged.

The leading rock-armored boars are all over two meters tall, with their bodies covered in thick rocky shells.

Their eyes glowed crimson in the darkness, clearly indicating they had fallen into some kind of frenzied state.

"Prepare to engage the enemy!"

Goron roared and raised his battle axe.

The orc warriors lined up in three rows, with a burly man holding an iron shield at the front, a spearman in the middle, and an archer at the back.

This formation was modified by Kula based on the tactics of human armies.

Although orcs are more accustomed to fighting in small groups, discipline is more important than individual bravery when defending against orc hordes.

On the troll side, Gru adopted a different strategy.

Five dragonborn trolls were scattered across the front lines, each leading a small battle group of several ordinary trolls.

With their terrifying regenerative abilities, they can act as mobile defenses, providing support to vulnerable points at any time.

"put--!"

Kula gave the order.

Although orcs are not good with bows and arrows, they have javelins and throwing axes.

Dozens of dark figures ripped through the night sky and landed among the charging wild boar herd.

The leading wild boars howled and fell to the ground, but more monsters continued their charge, stepping over their corpses.

The distance was reduced to 100 meters.

"Hold on!"

Goron stood at the forefront, and a blue light began to gather on his battle axe.

The overwhelming pressure of a level four peak warrior caused the monsters in the front row to hesitate slightly, but this hesitation only lasted for a moment.

boom--!

The herd of beasts crashed into the defensive line.

The shield bearers at the very front instantly felt the terrifying impact.

A level 3 orc warrior was knocked away along with his shield, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

But the gap was immediately filled, and the spearman took the opportunity to pierce the killer's throat.

The battle immediately intensified.

Gronn moved through the horde as if it were nothing, each swing of his battle axe bringing forth a shower of blood.

His level four strength allowed him to easily break through defenses below level four, but there were simply too many magical beasts. Attacks came from all directions, and for a time he was surrounded and unable to move.

On the other hand, Gru's performance was even more astonishing.

The dragonborn troll's regenerative abilities allowed him to withstand the onslaught of low-level magical beasts, and his spiked club swept left and right, leaving no one standing.

Blood splattered, and cries of agony continued.

The surrounding corpses quickly piled up into a small mountain.

However, the situation is not optimistic, with more and more monsters appearing continuously.

Kula stood on the watchtower, his brow furrowing deeper and deeper.

What terrifying force is targeting me?

He activated all his senses and kept scanning, but found nothing and dared not make any rash moves.

Move, and you'll die!

At the very back of the herd, a massive figure loomed in and out of sight.

The Thunderwing Python did not charge forward personally; it was observing.

"He has truly fallen into a deep sleep."

The flying python was overjoyed:

"Then, it's time to move on to the next step."

It raised its head, and electric light began to gather on the single horn on its forehead.

Underground, the Dig Dragon is rapidly advancing towards Chifeng.

Its hard shell, combined with its innate earth magic, allows it to move through rock formations at a speed comparable to running on the ground.