Closely following the Stun Curse was the Eye Curse. After a brief moment of dizziness, the fire dragon felt a piercing pain in its eyes. It closed its eyes, trying to roll around to relieve the pain.
But it couldn't, it didn't have the slightest bit of strength left in its body.
The fire dragon let out an unwilling roar, its massive body weighing several tons crashed to the ground, crushing the stone slabs on the ground. It spat out mushroom shaped flames from its mouth.
The dark green scales flickered with light, and the entire Moon God Temple shook.
Although the might of Elwyn's magic was beyond imagination, the fire dragon's powerful magic resistance caused the magic to instantly lose effect. It very quickly flapped its tattered wings, struggling to stand up from the shattered ground, the fury in its heart rising to a whole new level.
To be continuously toyed with by two ant-like creatures, this was absolutely unacceptable.
"Attack its eyes, that's the weakest point of the fire dragon's defense." Elwyn shouted at Ugart in front of him. They were rapidly descending from the sky.
Ugart roared, his hind hooves landing heavily on the fire dragon's back. Without the slightest pause, he didn't care that his body was being cut by the fire dragon's sharp spikes.
He ran forward on the fire dragon's barbed armor, as though he was advancing on a mountain of blades.
The centaur used the momentum to charge forward, his spear aimed at the fire dragon's right eye that had just raised its body.
In the next second, he fiercely stabbed forward, and a large amount of dragon blood spurted out.
Ugart used all his strength to charge forward, and with the momentum of his charge, his entire body pressed against the spear in his hand. The veins on his thick arms were bulging, and the veins were bulging.
His spear stabbed into the fire dragon's right eye, and pierced through the center.
The violent movement caused the fire dragon to let out an unprecedentedly loud roar.
It violently shook its massive head, wanting to throw the centaur off its body.
Compared to its powerful strength, Ugart was like a lone boat in a storm, ruthlessly rocking and ravaging.
But he didn't loosen his grip. Gritting his teeth, he used all his strength to hold onto his spear, sticking tightly to it, swaying along with the fire dragon's head in the air.
A strong centaur warrior could persevere, but under the enormous force, Elwyn who was sitting on Ugart's body couldn't maintain his balance.
After another upward swing, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and let go of his hands.
His body was tossed high in the air, and below him was the Fire Dragon's ferocious mouth.
If he fell like this, he would either be swallowed alive by the fire dragon or be trampled into a meat patty.
Elwyn didn't have time to think about this. The battle had reached a critical moment.
He held his breath and waved the wand in his hand, drawing a complicated pattern in the air. A white light, as thick as the Stun Spell he had just used, emerged from the tip of the wand.
Like throwing a javelin, Elwyn threw the spell in his hand towards the other eye of the Fire Dragon.
Under the impact of Elwyn's curse, the Fire Dragon fell down.
It let out another heart-wrenching roar, its voice carrying a trace of grief. The successive heavy injuries to its wings and eyes had already caused it to be at the end of its tether.
It couldn't hold on any longer, the frequency of its body swaying had evidently decreased.
Ugart seized the opportunity and thrust his spear upwards, forcibly pulling out the yellow eyeball of the fire dragon. He gripped the spear with both hands and pointed it downwards, stabbing the bloody eyeball into the black scales of the fire dragon before sliding it downwards.
The Fire Dragon wailed, its two empty eye sockets were bleeding. Its opened mouth could not even spit out flames, and its huge body was on the verge of collapse, as though it could collapse at any moment.
This was definitely the bloodiest and most tragic Dragon Slaying event in history. A powerful Fire Dragon at the top of the food chain had died in the hands of two creatures that were inferior to it.
For a long time, the Magi's impression was that only the most powerful Magi could subdue and kill the Fire Dragon. But this convention was destined to be broken today. A 12 year old Magus and a centaur had joined hands to accomplish this miracle that would cause the magic world to gasp in admiration.
Elwyn dropped down from the sky, and Ugart who had completed the Dragon Slaying Feat leapt up to catch him.
The centaur's body was riddled with wounds and bloodstains, some places were even scorched by the raging flames, not a single piece of undamaged skin could be seen.
Before Elwyn could even heave a sigh of relief, he saw in the depths of the platform ahead, a large number of centaurs were crawling and praying to the Evil God statue, completely indifferent to the battle that was taking place right in front of them.
Following their movements, the greenish black clouds in the sky became thicker and lower, and a huge whirlpool formed, as though something was about to crawl out from it.
Above the huge statue, the magic stone that Gryffindor had left behind emitted a red glow.
Visible magic undulations were emitted from the magic stone, this magic formed a red path of light that slowly floated downwards, converging into the Evil God statue.
The pressure at the top of the temple continued to drop, as though a storm was about to erupt. An ancient and powerful aura pervaded the air, pressuring everyone to the point of being unable to breathe.
"Not good, their magic is about to succeed, we have to!" Elwyn shouted.
Ugart did not hesitate, dragging his injured body forward once again. Elwyn consecutively released a few spells, hoping to stop the summoning ceremony.
But the centaurs and stargazing warlocks seemed to have been struck by a petrifying curse, they did not dodge or evade the spells, allowing Elwyn and Ugart to attack.
Their faces were expressionless, but their eyes flickered with a crazed light.
Elwyn's heart immediately sank, the uneasiness he felt grew stronger. The scene in front of him was too strange, these centaurs were abnormal to the extreme.
"You're late, Ugart." An aged centaur said slowly after being defeated, "Prepare to submit, the great existence is about to descend."
Just as he finished speaking, the huge Evil God statue in front of them suddenly became real.
With the statue as the center, a faintly discernible gigantic shadow appeared out of thin air.
Large amounts of flesh and blood piled up at the top of the temple began to rise, floating towards it. The Fire Dragon's corpse that Elwyn and Ugart had just killed was also among them.
Elwyn looked in shock at this Evil God that was becoming clearer and clearer, it was like a gill sac grass that had been magnified countless times, or a tree root with countless branches.
It slowly floated in the air, large amounts of flesh and blood floated towards it, gradually forming a huge, bulging lump of flesh that looked like a black cloud.
The lump of flesh was covered in green, undefined wrinkled skin, it looked like tree bark, but also like the scales of some ancient creature.
The huge mouth in the middle was suffused with green mucus, it was filled with black fangs. Apart from that, there were many other mouths around its body, each with different shapes.
Further up, at the two ends of the black lump of flesh, there were two disproportionate eyes, red eyeballs were rolling inside, staring ahead sluggishly.
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
