Evil Red Dragon

The roars and howls of the beasts were deafening.

Goron's left shoulder had been slashed open with a deep wound that exposed bone, and blood stained his leather armor, yet the fighting spirit in his eyes burned ever brighter.

He roared and swung his battle axe, cleaving a two-headed wolf that was trying to break through the defenses in two.

On the other side, Gru's roar echoed across the battlefield.

"Hold on!"

He was covered in blood, his armor was dented in several places, and a deep claw mark on his left arm was healing at a visible speed.

The Dragonborn's regenerative abilities were on full display in this chaotic battle, but Gru knew in his heart that this was only the beginning.

The orcs' modified formation had an unexpected effect. This human army formation and the orcs' fighting style blended together in a wonderful way, and for a time they actually managed to hold the defensive line.

But the horde of beasts seemed endless, and casualties occurred every moment, pushing the defensive line back little by little.

Kula stood atop the watchtower, his bone staff gripped tightly, silently casting a series of buff spells.

He couldn't leave, but he could only let the beasts wear down his defenses...

"Great Shaman!"

A shamanic apprentice climbed the watchtower, his face pale.

"Four grey bears have appeared from the east, all of them at least level three, with the leading bear king reaching the early stage of level five! The troll reinforcements haven't arrived yet, we're about to collapse!"

Kula's face turned pale instantly.

At the same time, the Dig Dragon broke through the last layer of rock and emerged from the north side of Chifeng. Its massive body, over twenty meters tall, reflected a chilling light under the moonlight.

Ignoring the battle on the ground, it charged straight toward the dragon's nest.

Oliveira was the first to notice something was wrong.

She was dozing in the corner of her nest when she suddenly felt the entire mountain tremble.

"earthquake?"

She blinked, and just as she was about to get up to check, the rock wall on the north side of the nest suddenly exploded, and debris rained down like a storm.

The Digosaurus burst through the rock wall and instantly locked onto the sleeping Alecto.

It's a red dragon, but so what?

Without any hesitation, the Digivice opened its giant claws and lunged straight at the Red Dragon's belly!

Alector is at a critical moment in his deep slumber, his consciousness immersed in the transmission of knowledge.

The moment the deadly crisis struck, vigilance was forcibly awakened in him.

The moment he opened his eyes, the giant claws of the Digivice had already pierced his most vulnerable abdomen.

puff!

Claws pierced through flesh and tore through internal organs.

Excruciating pain, like a volcanic eruption, swept over his entire body.

Oliveira hadn't even had a chance to move yet.

"roar!!!"

Alecto's roar shook half of the rock wall to the ground.

Crimson dragon blood gushed out wildly, splashing onto the gold and silver with a sizzling, corrosive sound.

His abdomen was ripped open, leaving a hole nearly a meter in diameter.

Broken internal organs and broken ribs were exposed.

After landing a successful attack, the Digosaurus quickly retreated, warily watching Alecto in case of a counterattack.

"You despicable reptile!"

Alecto struggled to his feet, blood gushing from his wounds, each breath accompanied by the coughing up of fragments of his internal organs.

pain!

It wasn't just the physical pain, but also the rage of being ambushed.

"You think you can kill me like this?!"

Alecto's voice was like muffled thunder; with each word he spoke, more blood gushed from his wound.

The crimson-gold patterns on his body began to glow, all the stored magic power burned, and the surrounding temperature rose sharply.

Seeing that things were not going well, Oliveira clung tightly to the ground and secretly moved backward.

A hint of unease flashed in the eyes of the Digosaurus.

Normally, such injuries would be enough to render an abnormal creature incapable of fighting, but this red dragon…

"Playing tricks!"

The Digivice roared and charged again.

It aims to end the battle completely.

Just then, a large amount of crimson flames erupted from Alecto's body, instantly engulfing the entire lair.

The terrifyingly high temperatures caused the rock walls to melt directly into magma, and the melting gold and silver flowed into streams.

"Ah! What is that?! It's so hot!!!"

The Digivice howled in agony amidst the flames, horrified to discover that it could not advance even an inch further.

It tried to back away in terror, but Alecto had already caught it.

"You want to leave now?"

Alector grinned, revealing blood-stained fangs, his pupils reflecting crimson flames:

"It's too late."

Every dragon scale on his body was burning, crimson flames surged forth, and his body expanded further.

The abdominal wound was forcibly sealed, and through the translucent lava-like magic, one could see the internal organs slowly wriggling and reorganizing.

"How is that possible!?"

The burrowing dragon struggled in terror.

Alector's voice boomed:

"Today, you must die here."

With a powerful pull from its claws, it yanked the Digosaurus off the ground and slammed it against the rock wall.

Boom—

Alecto activated the Dragon Domain with all his might, and the entire Crimson Peak began to shake violently. Countless spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of the mountain, and lava gushed out from the cracks, dyeing the night sky crimson.

Ground battlefield.

Kula, who was on the watchtower, was the first to see the strange changes at the summit of Chifeng.

When he saw the crimson pillar of fire shooting into the sky, his eyes widened in horror.

"My lord!"

The subsequent dragon roar and earthquake brought all the fighting to a temporary halt, and the monsters and their companions all looked toward the Crimson Peak.

Goron cleaved the monster in front of him with a single strike, then looked up in shock:

"What is that?!"

"It's Master..."

Kula's voice trembled:

"He's furious; something attacked him!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a blinding flash of lightning illuminated the sky.

The Thunderwing Python has finally made its appearance.

With its six pairs of dark purple wings fully extended, the flying python, which was over fifteen meters long, looked particularly ferocious in the lightning.

It hovered in mid-air, its single horn on its forehead constantly emitting arcs of electricity.

"The plan has changed. That dragon is more troublesome than expected. We can't wait any longer. We must work together with the Digivice to kill it."

With a flap of its six wings, it flew swiftly towards Chifeng.

"Stop it!"

Kula understood everything in an instant.

The beast tide was a ruse, and his threats were also part of that ruse; their true target was their master.

Now, this flying python is going to support its companion in completing the final kill on its master.

We absolutely must not let them meet up!

Kula leaped down from the watchtower, his bone staff spinning rapidly in his hand as he chanted. With each step he took, magical runes spread across the ground.

After becoming a dragonborn, his affinity for fire element surged, and he combined this power with shamanic magic to create unprecedented spells.

"With fire as the catalyst, with blood as the sacrifice..."

He bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Blood burned in the air, transforming into countless tiny incantations.

"Flame Imprisonment!"

A level-five spell was formed in the blink of an eye!

call out--

Twelve chains made of flames shot into the sky, each chain bearing incantations.

The chains caught up with the Thunderwing Python in an instant, tightly binding its wings and body.

Sizzle—Bang—!

Lightning and flames collided violently, exploding into storms in mid-air.

The Thunderwing Python angrily turned its head, its vertical pupils locking onto Kula on the ground:

"You dare to stop me?"

It opened its mouth and spewed out bolts of purple lightning, which struck Kula directly.

Kula neither dodged nor avoided, but slammed his cane heavily on the ground with both hands:

"Triple Firewall!"

Three ten-meter-high walls of flame were stacked one on top of the other, and a lightning bolt pierced through two layers before exploding violently on the third.

"fine?"

The Thunderwing Serpent was somewhat surprised. It could sense the aura of dragon blood within the orc, but what shocked it even more was the orc's spellcasting ability.

Dragonborn + Shaman...

This combination made it feel somewhat threatening.

"Then I'll deal with you first!"

The Thunderwing Python changed its target, its six pairs of wings flapping simultaneously, unleashing a torrential downpour of lightning.

Kula took a deep breath. He knew the difference in strength between himself and a level six magical beast; a direct confrontation would surely result in his death.

But he doesn't need to win.

All you need to do is hold it back.

Until the master deals with the attacker, or... he dies here!

"Goron! Gru!"

Kula screamed:

"You're in charge of the beast tide! If you can't hold it off, retreat! I'll handle this flying python!"

"You're insane!"

Goron roared from afar:

"That's Level 6! You'll die!"

"Then die!"

Flames also erupted on Kula's body.

He planted his bone staff in the ground and raised his hands high into the sky:

"The War Spirit Descends!"

Kula's body swelled up again, and strange totems appeared, intertwining with dragon scales.

His eyes were red and green, his left eye burning with dragon flames, and his right eye reflecting the image of an orc.

This is a forbidden technique that forcibly fuses the power of the red dragon, shamanic secrets, and the ancestral war spirit.

What's the price? He doesn't care.

The battle at Chifeng has reached a fever pitch.

Alecto, who was in the shadows of a natural disaster, caused the earth to shake with every attack amplified by his domain.

He abandoned all techniques and fought the Digivice in the most savage and violent way.

Tearing, lashing, dragon breath raging...

The crimson flames poured down, melting rocks and crystallizing soil wherever they passed, instantly sucking away the oxygen in the air and creating a high-temperature vacuum zone.

For the first time, the Digivice felt fear.

Its carapace was softening, and the defensive layers that could withstand fifth-level spells were being torn apart layer by layer by Alector.

"Impossible! How could you be completely unaffected?! You were clearly seriously injured!"

The Digivice roared and retaliated, fiercely attacking Alecto's side, shattering the flames sealing the wound, and blood gushed out again.

But Alecto seemed not to feel any pain.

He bit down hard on the neck of the Digivice, his teeth embedding deep into the gaps in its shell, and then he swung his head violently.

Click!

The shell was forcibly torn off!

"roar--"

Driven mad by pain, the Digivice rolled over and pinned Alekto to the ground, tearing at the red dragon's body with its claws.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and dragon scales shattered.

Ignoring everything else, Alecto gripped the Digivice's carapace with its claws, its muscles bulging, and with a mighty effort, it ripped it off.

"Get up!"

The Digivice was suddenly thrown up and slammed into the ground.

Boom!!!

Finally, the entire Chifeng Mountain could no longer withstand the onslaught of the two forces, and a hundred-meter-long crack appeared in the middle of the mountain.

Lava erupted from the depths of the earth, cascading down the mountainside and engulfing everything in its path.

The temperature soared to over a thousand degrees in an instant.

The air was distorted, visibility was blurred, and even the distant battlefield could feel the heat wave.

The Digosaurus fell into the lava and let out a mournful scream.

No matter how high the temperature its shell can withstand, it cannot remain submerged in lava for an extended period.

The shell began to crack, and lava seeped in through the cracks, scorching the flesh inside.

"No--!!!"

The Digivice struggled frantically to escape, but Alecto descended from the sky and dragged it deep into the lava.

"A sneak attack?"

There was no pity in Alecto's eyes:

"Then don't even think about leaving alive!"

He suddenly opened his mouth, and his dragon breath poured down onto the back of the Digivice!

"roar--!"

A mournful howl suddenly rang out.

That was a pain that went deep into your bones!

ka ka ka-

A series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds rang out as the rock armor crumbled layer by layer under the dragon's breath.

On the ground battlefield, in just ten seconds, Kula was already covered in wounds.

The Thunderwing Serpent was, after all, a level six magical beast. Even though it was temporarily restrained by chains, its lightning attacks were still terrifying.

Kula's left arm was severed at the shoulder, her right leg was charred to the bone, and there were three deep lacerations on her chest that exposed the bone.

But he remained standing there, blocking the way between the Thunderwing Python and the Crimson Peak.

Seven of the twelve chains have broken, and the remaining five are teetering on the brink of collapse.

Is it worth it?

The Thunderwing Serpent hovered in mid-air, watching the orc fighting desperately:

"You burned your life for that dragon, fighting to this point... what did he give you in return?"

Kula coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and smiled:

"He gave us... a hope."

He raised his only remaining right arm, pointing behind him to his people fighting against the beast horde, to the distant, faintly visible breeding area, and to the sturdy houses:

"See? Those were all bestowed upon us by our master."

"We no longer need to wander, no longer need to worry about waking up the next day to be surrounded by human armies, no longer need to watch our children starve to death..."

He took a deep breath, and flames spewed from his seven orifices:

"Therefore today, I, Kula, the Great Shaman of the Bloodstain Tribe, a dragon descendant of the Lord of Crimson Peak—"

"We'd rather die than retreat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining five chains of fire shattered simultaneously, turning into a sky full of sparks.

But Kula did not fall.

He plunged the broken bone staff into his chest, and blood gushed into the staff, activating the final forbidden technique.

"A curse to death!"

His body began to burn, from his internal organs to his flesh, every inch of it turning into flames, as the evil power of the curse spread.

Thunderwing Python's pupils suddenly contracted.

It sensed the threat of death.

This level-five orc is willing to risk his life to severely injure himself, or even... perish together with him!

"madman!"

The Thunderwing Serpent dared not hold back any longer, its six pairs of wings vibrating at full power, and its strongest lightning magic condensing on its single horn:

"Thousands of thunders!"

The sky suddenly darkened, countless thunderclouds gathered, and a thick, purple lightning bolt, as thick as a water vat, suddenly fell, its target Kula.

But Kula transformed into a fiery vortex ten meters in diameter, rushing towards the Thunderwing Serpent amidst the thunderstorm.

The final blow.

Chifeng.

Time stood still at this moment.

The dragon's breath gradually burned through the Digivice's body.

"No……"

The Digivice's body was emaciated from the torment of its dragon breath, and even the most basic life force had disappeared.

Alektor loosened its grip, letting the burrowing dragon's corpse slide into the lava.

He stood up unsteadily, and the golden flames on his body quickly faded.

The wound in his abdomen, no longer restrained, burst open again, and blood mixed with lava gushed out.

But he is still alive.

The enemy is dead.

Alecto looked up at the sky and just in time to see the moment when Kula's fiery vortex and the Thunderwing Serpent's thunderbolts collided.

It was as if only light and sound remained in the world.

Flames and lightning devoured, annihilated, and exploded in mid-air.

The shockwave uprooted trees within a radius of several miles, scraped away a layer of ground, and even caused the lava flow on Chifeng to be blown backward.

The light lasted for a full three seconds.

When the light faded, the thunderclouds in the sky disappeared, and the Thunderwing Serpent vanished as well.

All that remained were ashes falling from the sky and a charred figure plummeting from mid-air.

It's Kula.

His body had been carbonized, his right arm and right leg had completely disappeared, and the remaining torso was covered with cracks.

But miraculously, he still had a faint breath.

Alecto took flight and caught Kula before he crashed to the ground.

The touch in the dragon's claw was terrifyingly light, as if it might crumble into a pile of ash at any moment.

Kula's lips moved, her voice barely audible:

"I managed to stall for time..."

"I know."

Alector winced in pain.

"You did a great job."

He transferred his dragon blood into Kula's body, barely keeping her alive.

Alecto raised his head and looked up at the northern sky.

The Thunderwing Python did not die.

At the last moment, it sensed the death of the Digivice, abandoned the fight, and chose to escape using the Lightning Release technique.

"Run!"

Alekto murmured:

"You can't escape."