A huge canopy started to cover everyone's heads. It extended in a small curve from the top of their heads in all directions. The border was like a piece of paper that had been set on fire. A burning mark that kept moving downwards appeared in everyone's field of vision.
When it felt very realistic, but still a little distorted, everyone came to a realization.
No, it should be said that Gavinrad was the only one watching the show.
Everyone, including Sasha, suddenly realized that the scene they saw from the canopy had become a little illusory and hazy.
Illusion?
But this big?
An area of effect spell that spanned hundreds of meters left everyone speechless.
The two mages and the ranger all used their own abilities to charge out of the area covered by the illusion. Gavinrad saw this and immediately jumped onto his horse, running out to watch the show.
When they charged out and looked back, everyone's mouths, which had already been slightly open from shock, immediately widened.
What did they just see?
The huge deep mark that the giant dragon had made when it fell was gone. What they saw was just an ordinary muddy road in the swamp.
The dragon corpses that had been piled up like a small hill had now become a small hill.
As if the heavens were helping Duque, rain started to fall from the sky. It seemed that the thick burnt smell and the unique fishy smell of dragon blood would be diluted in a while.
Seeing this, Gavin Radd breathed a sigh of relief. But unexpectedly, the two Pharaoh's expressions became even more nervous.
"Not good," Rhonin cried out in shock.
Only the spellcasters themselves knew the limitations of illusions. The bigger and more complicated the scene created by the illusion, the more it tested the spellcaster's skill.
If it was said that when the rain poured down, there wouldn't be any water left in the area of the illusion. As long as the observer wasn't an idiot, they would definitely be seen through.
Rhonin cried out in shock. Marian also clenched her fists nervously.
Once again, they couldn't believe their eyes.
What was that?
The rain poured down from the sky, and the dense and long lines of rain fell to the ground.
It didn't have the unstable feeling of being in a trance like a low-level illusion.
It did not have the rigid and rigid Intermediate Illusions, which did not care if it was raining or scattering sand. Everything inside the Illusions would be absorbed without making a sound.
They only saw that after the rain line fell into the field of illusion, it looked like the rain line was still falling naturally from the outside. When it fell to the ground, it created small splashes, and when it fell into the puddles of the swamp, it created small ripples.
Furthermore, they weren't rigid and identical water ripples. They were ripples of different sizes that would affect and affect each other.
The four of them were dumbfounded.
Still in disbelief, Gavinrad stood at the boundary of the illusion with his hands on his hips, looking left and right. Impressively, it was verified that Duque had used illusions to simulate almost everything. Most of the things inside and outside were the same, except for the traces of fire and shoveling, as well as the huge dragon corpse.
Right at this moment, an urgent dragon roar came from the horizon.
It wasn't a threat, nor was it a demonstration. It was more like a message.
"Come in quickly." Duque waved his hand, and the four of them ran back into the field of illusion.
Just in case, they found a small hill under the shade of a tree and hid as much as possible.
Looking up, they saw several black dots rapidly enlarging on the horizon. In a few breaths, they could vaguely see these big red guys that had pushed away the dark clouds.
Naturally, they were the dragon riders of the Dragonmaw Tribe. They rode on their giant dragons and circled above Duque's head for several kilometers.
They seemed to be shouting something, but they were too far away to hear clearly.
Sasha's long elven ears twitched. Relying on the strength given to her by the wind, she whispered everything she heard.
Sasha was actually a language genius. She didn't understand the dragon language, nor did she understand the orc language, but she could perfectly repeat the dragon's whispers and the orc's shouts.
Duque knew the orc language, and after translating it, it was:
"Didn't that guy Orlando's dragon shout that there's a strong enemy here? Why can't I see anyone or the dragon? "
"Don't tell me he ran away?" another orc rider replied.
"Probably. There are no signs of battle around. Once the big guys we're riding start fighting, they can be seen from miles away. "
That was how the orcs discussed.
Marian's translation of the dragon language was a different version:
"Be careful, Grahl's signal is that he can't handle it. Graz is already the strongest of the third generation of dragons. He might have already been killed. "
"Is there really such a terrifying enemy? Don't underestimate the humans and High Elves. Even though most of them are weak, the strongest among them has the ability to threaten Her Majesty's life. "
The giant dragon circled a few times in the sky, but it didn't find anything. Most of the red dragons flew away first. Under the orc's orders, it reluctantly lowered its altitude and flew over the nearby swamp at a height of about 100 meters.
Most dragons didn't care about things that weren't their interests. Obviously, this female red dragon wasn't one of them. On the ground, a hill attracted her attention. Even though she was being controlled, she still tried to use all sorts of things to distract her attention and anger, such as admiring the beautiful mountains and rivers.
Unknowingly, she clearly remembered the terrain of the entire wetland.
She was absolutely sure that there wasn't a hill here two days ago.
She began to get closer.
A dragon's nose was more sensitive than most dogs'. She didn't feel it when she was soaring high in the sky, but when she arrived, she smelled the faint scent of blood and burnt soil.
However, as far as he could see, there was no sign of battle at all.
An instinctive sense of danger made her secretly adjust her flight path and deviate from the predetermined course. If the other party really killed Grahl, who was known as the strongest of the third generation dragons, in such a short time, then she would only be sending herself to her death if she bumped into him.
This female dragon's cautiousness saved her life.
That's right, she was originally flying straight towards the corpse of the already dead Grahl. She stealthily deviated and ended up brushing past the edge of Duque's illusory domain.
Most red dragons preferred melee combat, but there were also geniuses like Krasus. This little female dragon noticed something was wrong the moment she brushed past the illusory domain. She turned her yellow eyes slightly and saw through the illusory domain. She was shocked to see Grahl's corpse and a human Mage smiling at her under the shade of a tree.
No, there wasn't just one Mage. She saw at least three Mages, a Paladin and a Ranger.
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