Broad World

Standing in front of the entrance, Henry took a deep breath, looked seriously at the sorceress beside him and asked, "Are you ready? The next battle will definitely be quite fierce. If you have any questions now, speak up quickly, and I'm afraid you won't even have time to blink when the fight starts."

"Don't worry, master. I can feel the power of the bloodline boiling now. It is eager to fight and kill. Maybe this red dragon is a very good prey. As long as you kill it, this power will definitely recognize me! Obey me!" Sandyer's red hair floated up one by one again, looking like a burning flame.

Seeing that his assistant was getting ready, Henry took the lead through a short tunnel and came to a huge cave with hundreds of square meters. Looking from the bottom up, I saw a circular exit in the direction of the top of the head. Apparently the stalagmite hall leading to the doorway. It seems that this is the passage that Faircrag reserved for himself. As long as he flies up, he can directly reach the exit of the ruins.

In the depths of the cave, a man with black hair and blue face was talking to a mage in a robe. His expression was neither angry nor majestic, as if exuding a powerful aura all the time. You don't need to guess, you know, this is the old red dragon, Faircrag. After all, there is no way to fake this kind of strong dragon prestige, even adventurers with a little common sense can recognize it.

Henry winked at the sorceress, and then the two quietly released a few "skull traps" into the air. If the red dragon wants to take off halfway through the fight, then these magical skeletons floating in the sky will definitely give it a big surprise. He didn't want to spend a long time trying to let Faircrag run away in the end. After all, the reality will not be the same as the game, the enemy will fight to the death. When they find themselves invincible, they immediately turn and run.

After finishing all arrangements. Henry slowly walked out of the shadows. He felt the need to say hello to the master of the lair before going into battle. Otherwise, it will appear that you are very rude. Anyway, even a sneak attack won't take much advantage, so why not behave like a gentleman.

Seeing a stranger appearing in his territory, Faircrag immediately raised his vigilance. It can feel the powerful magic power of the opponent, even stronger than the strongest subordinate around him. Const is also looking at the hooded mage. Judging from the smooth chin of the other party, he should not be very old.

Henry stopped at a safe distance and bowed slightly. "Hello, Mr. Faircrag. And the mage Const next to him. Let me introduce myself, my name is Henry, and I am a dragon slayer who came all the way from Askatera."

When Fairkragg heard the word "dragon slayer", the pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly, followed by a burst of anger. "Oh? You, a weak mortal, dare to declare this title in front of me! Do you know what this means? I will let you know the great power of the dragon, and what is life worse than death."

"Master, don't be angry. He is deliberately provoking you. I think there must be a lot of accomplices hiding around here." Const stood closer and reminded in a low voice. He has served the Red Dragon for many years, and he deeply understands that the biggest shortcoming of the dragon is pride. They look down on mortals at all, even if the opponent has great power.

Faircrag kicked the mage beside him and shouted: "Aren't you angry? This arrogant mortal dares to call himself a dragon slayer in front of me! This is not only contempt! It is also a naked provocation! It has been hundreds of years. I have never seen such an arrogant human being!"

Seeing that the red dragon was about to lose his mind, Henry's mouth curled up. Added another fire. "By the way, besides hanging another dragon head for the house this time, I also want to take away all these treasures. You must know that magic research is a waste of gold coins, and your corpse is also a good material for casting spells."

"Ahhh! Human mage! You are dead!" Faircrag felt a rush of blood rushing into his brain, and his reason was instantly burned out by anger. He rushed out wielding two magical weapons, and his movements were as fast as if he had cast an "acceleration spell".

Seeing that the master had already made a move, Const sighed slightly, and immediately cast the eighth-level magic "Spell Activation". The three protective magics of "Protective Magic Weapon", "Spell Immunity" protection system, and "Spell Deflection" were instantly blessed on the body, and then began to chant spells loudly.

Seeing the distance between the two people, Henry had a sinister smile on his face. Before Faircrag rushed forward, he released the "any door" he had prepared and suddenly appeared beside Const. Before the enemy could react, he quickly activated the "Ruby Reversal Ray" scroll in his hand.

The red light flashed past, breaking the effect of "spell immunity". Shandier, who had been waiting for a long time, stripped the protection of this seventeenth-level archmage with a nine-level magic "Spell Bash". Henry crossed his neck with two knives in his hand, and saw a column of blood gushing out. Before Conster had time to release an attack magic, he died in such a useless manner.

This is the battle between high-level spellcasters. They will not fight for hours or even days and nights like high-level fighters, often deciding life and death in an instant. For mages, what is needed is not keen combat intuition, but careful planning and various preparations.

"Very good! You dared to kill my most capable subordinate. Now you have successfully annoyed me! Come out, servants!" The red dragon roared, and immediately opened four huge portals beside him, and four pterosaurs with a wingspan of more than ten meters appeared on the spot. They have reddish scales all over their bodies, completely different from ordinary species.

Faircrag patted the pterosaur's head and pointed forward and shouted, "Come on! Kill them all for me."

"Damn it, this is a pterosaur bred with dragon blood." Henry cursed in a low voice, and hurriedly blessed himself with a "protective magic weapon". You must know that all sub-dragon creatures have several characteristics. The first is strong vitality, the second is rough skin and thick flesh, and the third is scary with high magic resistance.

The protection has just been strengthened. The enemy's attack is coming. An iron ball full of spikes fell from the sky. It smashed hard on the protective force field. There was a muffled sound. Henry turned a blind eye to Faircrag and the four pterosaurs who were attacking wildly in front of him, and continued to chant spells in a low voice. He knew very well that in less than twenty seconds, no magic weapon could cause damage.

Seeing that her master was under siege, Sandyer used level seven magic to summon three "Swords of Mordencan". Under her command, these magic weapons, which are completely immune to physical attacks, immediately attacked the enemy. The sharp blade quickly cut wounds on the pterosaur's sturdy scales, and in just a dozen seconds, one of them died due to excessive blood loss.

With the blessing of the casting speed of Vecna's robe, Henry quickly completed his spell. I saw a sudden surge of positive energy around me. Then a teleportation gate across planes was quickly formed. From the other end of the door came out a tall woman with blue skin and a pair of wings. Her body was filled with the brilliance from Mount Paradise, as if the whole world became beautiful as soon as she appeared.

"The servant of Tom, the god of loyalty and courage, Lunsha is here to answer the call. Mortal mage, in the next few minutes, we will fight this evil red dragon side by side." The female god waiter gave a sword-holding salute, and immediately made an attack posture.

After all, the other party represented a god, Henry didn't dare to neglect and immediately returned the gift. "It's a great honor to fight side by side with a god attendant, let us work together to wipe out this evil dragon."

Lun Sha nodded with a smile, and then cast a seventh-level divine spell "Holy Word". A force from Heaven Mountain descended from the sky. Sweeping all the evil creatures about ten meters around. The eyes of the three surviving pterosaurs were instantly burst by this energy, leaving only two bloody eye sockets. The condition of the red dragon is not much better. His ears can no longer hear any sound.

Seeing how powerful the summoned servant was, Henry snapped his fingers, disappeared in place with the sound of a surge of air, and appeared near the entrance a second later. "Dinzel's Space Transformation" is the name of this magic. Its function is to perform random teleportation in places not too far away. Although there is no need to chant spells, and there is only one casting action, the uncertainty is too high. No one would use it if they weren't pushed to the limit. This is a fairly obscure spell, known to very few casters.

Under the siege of the "Sword of Magic Duncan" and Lunsha, the three pterosaurs were quickly beheaded. The moment the last fell, Faircrag shouldered Lunza away and let out a magical roar. If it weren't for the blessing of "resisting fear" in advance, Henry even felt that he would turn around and run away.

I saw Faircrag dropped the weapon in his hand, and his whole body rapidly swelled several times, and immediately turned into a behemoth with a height of more than ten meters and a weight of at least tens of tons.

This is the most powerful dragon Henry has seen so far, and its size alone is daunting. Its scales are large and strong, and its neck and wing edges are a purple-gray color. Especially those peculiar eyes, as if they were like two burning fireballs. All this shows that this red dragon has lived through countless years, and its powerful strength is beyond doubt.

After seeing everyone's shocked expressions, Faircrag let out a burst of triumphant laughter: "Hahahahaha! Do you know how to be afraid now? It's too late! Now let's experience the terrifying power of the ancient race!"

"Afraid? The terrifying power of the ancient race? If I remember correctly, the giant dragon seemed to be tortured by the elves' "Mad Dragon Mystery", and then retired from the stage of history in despair. Don't put on that disgusting look. It will have no other use except to make me sick." Henry continued to try to provoke the red dragon. He knew very well that it would be easier to fight after a while if the red dragon completely lost his mind.

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