It was followed by the sound of a spell being chanted.
At the same time, an intense golden Sword Aura pierced through the horizon.
If Dean still couldn't guess who it was, he might as well kill himself.
"Dean, you are already injured, leave it to me and Sir Delson …" The Red Dragon Mercenary Group's golden-armored Sword Saint fiercely clenched his greatsword. His Aura covered most of the sky, and the dazzling Sword Aura instantly submerged the Wyvern King.
Delson was standing not far away, holding his magic staff with a solemn expression. From the mana fluctuations emitted by his body, he was most likely a 3rd Rank Archmage.
He might even be a bit stronger than Dean.
Moreover, the Red Dragon Mercenary Group's golden-armored Sword Saint wasn't weak either.
An Archmage and a Sword Saint working together, this lineup could only be described as luxurious!
"…"
Dean was moved. He had thought that those two guys would turn a blind eye, but he hadn't expected that they would actually come to help him. He was truly moved. If not for the timing being bad, he would have already hugged those two's thighs with tears in his eyes.
But as he thought about it, he realized that the Wyvern King was so powerful, with the strength of those two guys, they should have already discovered it. Why did they delay for so long before rushing over … Hmpf, I know, those two scoundrels saw the power of the Wyvern King and knew that if they didn't kill it as soon as possible, the Temple Knights wouldn't be the only ones to suffer. Their mercenary groups would also suffer disastrous losses.
'Shit! None of them are good! '
Dean had indeed suffered a lot of injuries and his fighting power was greatly reduced, but he still had the power of a Sword Saint. He escaped far away and joined in the slaughter of the Wyverns.
The flood of spells washed over the Wyvern King, and the terrifying mana fluctuations spread to every corner of the camp. The Wyverns that had been surrounding the Wyvern King either scattered in all directions or were thoroughly killed. On the surface, the two powerhouses seemed to have the upper hand against the Wyvern King, but in reality, Delson and the golden-armored Sword Saint knew that even if the two joined hands, they wouldn't be able to injure the Wyvern King.
This magic beast was really too powerful …
It was worthy of being a magic beast with a wisp of Draconic Bloodline. After fighting for no less than half an hour, it hadn't been injured in the slightest. In contrast, the golden-armored Sword Saint and Delson were exhausted, while the other was almost out of mana.
The two of them were engaged in a life and death struggle, and neither of them noticed that an unremarkable Mage Eye had been destroyed by the intense mana fluctuations.
"Sir Delson, we can't keep delaying …" The golden-armored Sword Saint roused his Aura to its peak, doing his best to resist the Wyvern King's attacks while shouting at Delson, "It is at least level 35 … If we lose, not many of the three mercenary groups will survive."
After saying that, the golden-armored Sword Saint didn't wait for Delson's reaction before fiercely shaking his greatsword and overflowing flames spread out. From a distance, it looked as if he was holding a Fire Dragon.
He burned all the remaining Dou Qi in his body and charged towards the Wyvern King with an invincible momentum ….
"…"
Dark and mysterious casting runes came out of Delson's mouth. He didn't have much mana left, but he couldn't cower, because he understood that the golden-armored Sword Saint was only doing this to create an opportunity for him.
Three powerful 7th Tier Spells burst out, targeting the Wyvern King. In a flash, flames soared, and the density of the mana elements rose to a terrifying level. A deafening sound echoed in the camp.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound echoed.
The golden-armored Sword Saint was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, his injuries extremely serious. He didn't even have the Aura to support his flight as he crashed into the ground.
It was followed by the Wyvern King's deafening roar.
'Failed …'
Delson was pale, feeling bitter. The three mercenary groups were majestically rushing to the Tulan Mountain Range with indescribable momentum, but who could have expected this outcome?
They hadn't even entered the Tulan Mountain Range when they encountered a devastating attack.
The Wyvern King was also in a terrible state. The layer of poisonous green radiance had long since disappeared without a trace, and one side of its huge wings had been broken, greatly reducing its speed. There were dozens of frightening huge sword wounds on its body, and boiling blood spurted out …
Delson clearly understood that the Wyvern King only had 70% of its original strength, but even so, he couldn't do anything about it. Dean was in the best condition, but even if he managed to rush over, he might not be the Wyvern King's opponent. The Expert Swordsmen and High Mages fighting the Wyverns in the sky couldn't even take care of themselves.
The situation was unprecedentedly bad!
A sharp voice echoed as the Wyvern King, whose intelligence was comparable to humans, angrily glared at Delson with its dark green eyes. At the same time, a powerful mana fluctuation rose up.
Curtain of Darkness!
A spell comparable to a 7th Tier Spell was released by the Wyvern King. Surging poisonous gas spread in all directions, covering most of the sky like a curtain.
A blood-curdling scream echoed.
It came from a few Expert Swordsmen and High Mages several hundred meters away. Although they were powerful, they weren't worth mentioning in front of the Wyvern King's High Tier Spell.
Delson fell into despair as he easily cast a Runic Shield. His mana had already been thoroughly exhausted, and after casting the Runic Shield, he didn't have a single wisp left.
In just a few seconds, the Runic Shield gradually dimmed, and then … Then, a Mana Shield and an Ice Wall actually saved him.
'Too inconceivable …'
Delson's eyes were wide open, he was dumbstruck.
After all, this area was covered by the Curtain of Darkness. To be able to safely pass through it, one needed to be at least an Archmage or a Sword Saint. But in the entire camp, apart from him, no one else had that kind of power. Even a 9th Rank High Mage's Runic Shield wouldn't last more than three seconds under the Curtain of Darkness.
Then, the silhouette of a young mage passed by him and casually raised his magic staff, casting an Ice Fire Shield at the same time. The young mage was holding an ancient book emitting an aura of death in his hands. Dark gray characters came out of his mouth before flickering with a red and blue disk. It was like a bright moon floating above the young mage's head, bursting with a boundless flood of spells.
It was followed by an earth-shattering sound.
The young mage thoroughly broke common sense. He ignored the exhaustion of his spells, as if he had an inexhaustible supply of mana. The ancient book in his hand burst with a black light.
His casting speed was extremely fast.
The Wyvern King thoroughly lost its vitality, and its huge body fell down like a meteor.
Delson suddenly felt that the entire world had calmed down. He stood there in a daze, motionless. That scene was too shocking for him.
He didn't even see the young mage's appearance, but with a quick glance, he knew that this mage was very young!
'Is he still human?'
His eyes were filled with shock and fear as he looked at the black silhouette falling along with the Wyvern King's body. From the moment the young mage appeared until the end of the battle, no more than three seconds had passed!
Three seconds!
What could he do in three seconds? Chant a High Tier Spell? No, there wasn't enough time. A powerful Low Tier Spell would need at least five seconds.
First, Dean, who was comparable to a 3rd Rank Sword Saint, fought with the Wyvern King for over ten minutes, and then he and the Golden Armored Sword Saint Susman went all-out to kill the Wyvern King.
But it turned out that the two of them working together wasn't enough. At most, they could injure the Wyvern King, but it wasn't a serious injury. When the Curtain of Darkness shrouded the area, Delson, who had cast a Runic Shield, was thoroughly exhausted. He despaired, knowing that he had reached the end of his life.
But the appearance of a mysterious young mage immediately caused a huge change. Three seconds, he only used three seconds to kill that formidable Wyvern King.
As the 1st Vice Leader of the Heaven Enlightening Mercenary Group, he clearly knew that the Leader had such frightening power, but he didn't dare to believe that such a young mage could actually have such frightening power.
"You killed the Wyvern King …" Delson followed the young mage down and saw that the young mage was crouching next to the Wyvern King's corpse.
"I was just doing it out of convenience." The young mage nodded, apparently not in the mood to talk to the Vice Leader of the Heaven Enlightening Mercenary Group. He was much more interested in the Wyvern King's corpse than the Vice Leader.
"Thank you … Thank you for your help. If not for your appearance, I would have already become a corpse." Delson looked at the young mage with a complicated expression before bowing deeply.
"No need to be polite …"
Delson's throat twitched, he wanted to say a lot of words of thanks, but he swallowed them back down. He saw that the young mage seemed to be very busy, skillfully removing the Wyvern King's sharp claws and peeling off the poison gland before taking out many bottles and extracting the Wyvern King's blood.
Halfway through, the young mage suddenly raised his head and glanced at Dariusen …
The young mage didn't say anything.
But this subtle movement made Dawson feel a chill down his spine. Then, Dawson suddenly realized that it was too dangerous for him to be standing there …
A mage that killed a Wyvern King in three seconds was working, while he was casually standing there and watching.
'Am I courting death?'
Thinking of this, a lot of cold sweat appeared on Dawson's forehead. For a moment, he couldn't care about anything else. He hurriedly said a few words of thanks and then left with a face full of lingering fear …
Once Delson was far away, Lin Yun took out the Wyvern King's mana crystal and tightly held it in his hand, unconcealable joy in his eyes. This was actually a Level 35 spirit mana crystal!
He then put away the spirit mana crystal and the claws. These were truly rare magic materials, they were worth him personally collecting.
He grabbed a few bottles filled with Wyvern King's blood and was about to put them in …
"What? You greedy guy, do you still have any humanity? Our Heaven Enlightening Mercenary Group pitied you and kindly took you in, but you don't know how to be grateful and help us kill a Wyvern … Oh, right, you don't know how to be grateful, but how could you be so greedy and steal our Heaven Enlightening Mercenary Group's loot? Mafa Merlin, you are truly a scoundrel! "
The young High Mage Orson's voice suddenly echoed.
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