"You don't have to send a signal to the Dragonfolk for help!"
A young man's voice suddenly sounded from outside the cave.
"In the time you were out, we've already dealt with your remaining Dragonfolk guards. So … Even if you scream your lungs out now, no one will come to save you … "
The voice was clear and sonorous. Just by listening to it, one could tell that this was a fellow who was extremely confident in himself.
Wind Dragon Chax's enormous body constantly adjusted itself, trying its best to deal with two groups of enemies at the same time.
The enemy hidden in the pile of gold and gems had already appeared, flapping its bat wings as it floated in the air above the dragon lair. From its form, it seemed to be a beautiful human girl. However, based on the strange aura being emitted from her body, Chax was certain that she was a vampire, and a rank 2 vampire at that!
Heavy footsteps sounded from the entrance of the dragon lair behind him.
One fat, one skinny, one tall, one short. Two mysterious enemies with vastly different physiques walked in.
The one in front looked like a half-human half-dragon, its upper body clad in blue metal armour, while its lower body was a Dragonfolk covered in azure scales. In his thick, humanoid arm, there was a lightning spear that flashed with blue lightning from time to time.
Damn it, it's a rank 2 Dragonfolk!
Behind the Dragonoid was a mysterious human in a thick black robe.
Although most of his body was covered by the black robes, the human hand that was holding onto the strange staff betrayed his identity.
Wind Dragon Chax could smell the powerful, evil, and putrid aura of a Magus on him!
The one who had spoken was this male human Magus.
Without much thought, Wind Dragon Chax immediately linked everything that had happened in the past few days together.
"Magi, you've crossed the line!" Chax slowly turned his body towards the black robes and the Dragonfolk, as they posed the greatest threat to him. "This is the kingdom of the dragons. According to the peace treaty signed between the great Magi and the dragon god, neither side is allowed to invade the other's origin plane. You … You've crossed the line! "
Grimm, who was covered in black robes, chuckled.
He knew about the 'peace treaty' that this wind dragon mentioned. Furthermore, the fact that the other party mentioned this further revealed his true nature of putting up a strong front.
"Crossing the line? Lord Chukes, I suggest you read the peace agreement carefully! The agreement between the two parties was that they wouldn't casually invade each other's Origin Plane. But is Lance really the origin plane of the dragons? As far as I know, this plane was originally ruled by the Giant Demon Clan. Your Dragon Clan can only be regarded as a group of outsiders at best, while we are another group. Two groups of outsiders were fighting over some disputed territory, and they didn't even touch the peace agreement. So … "
"You'd better surrender!"
As Grimm raised his voice, the battle began.
Drakonid Zacha, who was acting as a meat shield, never liked to talk nonsense. When he received Grimm's order, he did not say a word. He picked up his lightning spear and charged at the wind dragon.
As a servant of the Giant Dragon Clan, even though Zacha's rank was the same as the Wind Dragon's, there was a huge disparity between his status and Zacha's. However, he was originally a servant of the Thunder Dragon Armes, and had nothing to do with this Lord Wind Dragon. Hence, when the time came, Zacha had no intention of holding back.
When Zacha charged at the Wind Dragon with heavy steps, Mary let out a soft cry and folded her wings. Her entire body turned into a streak of red light as she pounced at Zacha from behind.
As for Grimm, not only did he not advance, he took a few steps back instead. He firmly guarded the exit of the dragon's nest and began to chant a mysterious spell loudly.
After all, this was the first time the three Crimson Family's Tier 2 Sorcerers were working together. Whether or not they could successfully subdue the Tier 2 Wind Dragon depended on their teamwork.
In the past, Grimm loved to throw lava fireballs everywhere. Not only were they powerful, but they could also spread a sea of fire over a large area. Now, however, since they were working together, they could no longer casually launch area-of-effect attacks.
After all, a fire spell that could affect the Wind Dragon could easily affect Zacha and Mary's performance. Hence, for the first time, Grimm began to treat himself as a proper spellcaster and obediently hid in the distance to act as a cannon.
Facing a pincer attack, the Wind Dragon let out a short hiss and raised its body. Its vigorous and powerful dragon claws carried several cold glints as they swiped at Drakonid Zacha. At the same time, its body swayed, and a hard, eight-meter-long tail whipped at Mary with a whistling sound.
At the same time, a sky-blue Wind Blade was rapidly brewing in its mouth. It was waiting for Drakonid Zacha's attack to be thwarted so that the Wind Blade would shoot out and disrupt Zacha's follow-up attack.
It had to be said that the large size of the Giant Dragon race gave them an unparalleled deterrence and an advantage in battle.
Both Chucks and Zacha were Tier 2, and their strength was originally about the same. However, with the increase in strength brought by their size, Drakonid Zacha was defeated in a direct confrontation with the Wind Dragon.
The sharp dragon claws and the lightning spear collided. Zacha, who was in the middle of a violent assault, was like a chariot that had lost control. He was slammed into the rock wall by the Wind Dragon's claws.
An earth-shattering sound rang out.
Drakonid Zacha's entire body was embedded into the rock wall. The violent impact seemed to have caused the dragon nest to tremble slightly.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Wind Dragon opened its mouth and prepared to use the Wind Blade that it had been brewing to break through Zacha's protective scales. However, it suddenly felt a sharp pain in its back. Hence, the Wind Blade turned into a white light and brushed past Zacha's body, hitting the rock wall by a hair's breadth.
A strange sound rang out, and a deep scratch about a meter long appeared beside the human-shaped pit.
The Wind Dragon turned its head angrily, and its olive-colored vertical pupils instantly caught sight of a red figure that was quietly slipping away.
A sky-blue whirlwind instantly revolved around the Wind Dragon's body, causing its body to move as fast as the wind.
Chax pounced forward at lightning speed, and its huge fangs viciously bit at Mary, who had successfully launched a sneak attack.
After Mary had advanced, her agility had also greatly increased. She flapped her bat wings and lured the Wind Dragon to jump left and right in the dragon nest. Every time, she would dodge the Wind Dragon's ferocious bite by a hair's breadth.
The two figures, one big and one small, chased each other in the narrow space. They dodged each other's attacks, and at the same time, continued to attack each other. Once the two figures, one red and one white, increased their speed to the extreme, it was almost beyond the limits of Grimm's visual perception.
Drakonid Zacha struggled to break free from the rock wall. He spat out a mouthful of purplish black blood, and his movements returned to normal. He roared, raised his lightning spear, and rushed forward again.
At this time, the Fire Spell that Grimm had spent 37 fingers to complete had reached its final stage. His eyes flashed as he tried his best to capture the Wind Dragon's figure. At the same time, he carefully maintained the powerful Fire Spell in his hands.
Meteor Blast!
This was a powerful Fire Spell that he had derived after advancing to Grade 2, based on the Fire Core Explosion and Meteor Shower.
In terms of power, it was the most powerful spell that Grimm had mastered.
In fact, it was also a single-target spell, and its attack power could reach an astonishing 340 degrees. This … was already the most powerful attack that Grimm could use!
After a deadly chase, the Wind Dragon finally caught up to Mary with its superior speed.
As the Wind Dragon released a powerful Wind Breath, Mary did not manage to escape the range of the Wind Breath, and she was immediately swept away by thousands of wind vortex blades.
When Mary screamed and was pushed against the rock wall by the Wind Breath, enduring the countless wind vortex blades, Grimm's face darkened. He took a step forward, and the dazzling Meteor Blast in his hand finally shot out.
At this moment, it was no longer a magma fireball that rose from Grimm's hand, but a small Meteor Shower.
The powerful heat wave continuously roasted the surrounding land and air, causing everything to become illusory and floating. As Grimm finished his last incantation, the Meteor Shower in his hand streaked across the wide space of the mountain and struck the Wind Dragon's body with lightning speed.
In the next second, a sun directly exploded on the side of the Wind Dragon's body!
The violent and ferocious explosion swept across the entire dragon lair. The gold coins and gems that were originally piled up in the center of the hall were thrown into the air as if they had encountered a level 9 hurricane. Then, they quickly melted and disintegrated under the terrifying heat wave.
The solid rock walls around the dragon lair were also corroded layer by layer by the impact of the heat wave. The metal armors and longswords that were originally buried in the pile of gems quickly melted like hot wax into a pile of mud.
The Wind Dragon that was hit by the Meteor Blast on the side of its abdomen did not even last for a second before it burst like a soap bubble. The scorching heat even penetrated its scales and magic resistance, causing the blood under its abdomen to boil and its muscles to evaporate.
A terrifying huge scar appeared there. After a moment, with a loud explosion, the flesh under the scar burst open. Large pieces of dragon scales flew in all directions, and a thick fountain of blood gushed out.
The Wind Dragon raised its neck and let out a mournful howl of pain, before finally collapsing powerlessly.
Even a fallen giant dragon was not to be underestimated.
Dragonman Zacha pounced forward and cooperated with Mary, who had just broken free from the Wind Dragon's breath. The two of them swarmed forward and fought hard with the struggling Wind Dragon for thirty to forty rounds before they finally subdued it.
When Grimm leisurely strolled to the front of the battlefield with his hands behind his back, Zacha and Mary were already covered in blood and wounds.
Through the battle just now, it had once again verified the widely spread rumor in the multiverse.
Apart from the Titans, Astral Beasts, and a few other powerful races, the Dragon Clan was completely invincible among those of the same rank!
In today's battle, if not for Zacha vomiting blood and forcibly withstanding the Wind Dragon's attack, Grimm and Mary would not have been able to trap Chax. If not for Mary attracting some of the firepower, Zacha would not have survived the head-on confrontation with the Wind Dragon.
And the most critical heavy blow was delivered by Grimm.
Without him, Zacha and Mary could only entangle the Wind Dragon, but it would be difficult to defeat it.
Therefore, it could be said that the three of them were indispensable.
Without one of them, it would be difficult to defeat the Wind Dragon Lord today.
But even so, Grimm still had some doubts.
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