Chapter 345: Chapter 269 Scarlet Blade (II)
The air within the other-dinsional space beca warped, and a blazing light erged from the throat of the Red Dragon.
“Quick! Scatter!”
“That’s Dragon Breath!”
Dex shouted angrily.
The mbers of the “Scarlet Blade” each employed their skills, so taking to the air with wings, others slipping into the shadows, or using spatial teleportation, all scattering in different directions.
“Boom!”
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Raging flas poured down, turning the area into a sea of fire, lting all their preparations in the intense heat.
Cassius, wreathed in flas, used his massive body to repeatedly ram the space, using his sharp teeth to tear apart the barrier separating this place from the Pri Material World.
“With such laughable thods, you dare to dream of dragon slaying?”
“I’ve seen too many of you overconfident fools!”
“But in the end, their fate has always been the sa—reduced to ashes!”
Amid the Red Dragon’s roar, the surrounding space trembled, on the verge of collapse.
Then, with continuous impacts, the void developed dense, web-like cracks. With a crisp sound, the space completely disintegrated—even Klein’s utmost effort couldn’t maintain it.
They were exposed in mid-air of the Pri Material Plane, falling to the ground, appearing amidst the chaotic battlefield.
“Everyone, don’t be afraid!”
“After such an intense battle, he lacks much strength!”
Dex Flamgold spread his wings in mid-air, raising his golden longsword high, revealing the Sun Wheel Holy Emblem etched on the hilt, and shouted forcefully.
“Evil Dragon! In the na of Amanata, the Lord of Eternal Radiance—I will grant you a final end!”
Instantly, a beam of sunlight descended from the sky, landing on the Red Dragon.
This was the Avenger Paladin’s guiding divine power: Oath of Enmity!
Dex guided the Sun God’s power, making the enemy fall into the fear of order and justice, a move particularly effective against fiends and undead creatures.
Bathed in the radiant light, the Red Dragon in the high sky shone brightly, but he continued to flap his expansive wings.
Klein also cast a spell, summoning thick spectral chains in the air, tightly binding the massive body of the Red Dragon.
“The Avenger Paladin… such familiar thods.”
Cassius looked with interest in his vertical pupils.
The Red Dragon exerted a little force, and the light covering him imdiately dimd significantly. The chains also shook continuously, emitting “clink” sounds.
“Quick! Kill him while there’s a chance!”
“His strength is too great; my guiding divine power and Klein’s spell won’t last long!”
Dex called out anxiously.
The companions of the “Scarlet Blade” already understood.
“Mass Slaughter of Enemies!”
Grora raised his hand crossbow, shooting a bolt shrouded in black mist—that was the Dragon Slayer Arrow.
Simultaneously, Ingrid, with an expression of devotion, raised her scepter, releasing dazzling light from the sun emblem at its tip.
“Holy Fla Strike!”
A vertical column of divine fla descended from a part of Heaven.
“Blade of Catastrophe!”
Klein also raised his magic wand, pointing towards the Red Dragon in the sky, creating a plane crack shaped like a sword, several feet long.
The arrow wrapped in black mist sped through the air, enlarging into a giant arrow as thick as an arm. The holy fla descended from above, and the catastrophic blade cut through space.
Three legendary-level attacks ca from different directions, but their sole target was the Red Dragon in the sky.
If it had been an ordinary giant dragon, even if it were of the ancient level, it would have been severely injured by such a concentrated attack—unfortunately for them, they faced Cassius.
Dragons were inherently resistant to magic, making it difficult for ordinary spells to harm them, and this dragon’s essence was terrifyingly high.
“Roar—”
The Red Dragon reared its head and roared, spreading its wings abruptly to break free from all restraints.
Whether it was the Sun God’s radiance, the spell’s chains, or ntal disruption, they all vanished the mont he unleashed his power.
[Magic Withering]
Antimagic rays shot out in all directions, creating massive spherical antimagic fields. Ingrid’s divine fla was extinguished, and Klein’s spatial blade was swallowed.
The Dragon Slayer Arrow, aid directly at the heart, was caught lightly in the dragon’s claw.
With the enhancent of nurous Dragon’s Spells, his strength, speed, and reactions had reached frightening levels.
“A Dragon Slayer Arrow? An amusing toy.”
Cassius sneered, sensing the dragon-slaying magic embedded in the arrow. Were it to pierce his heart, even he would suffer significant injury.
Truly, Leo Boske had pulled out all the stops. This was indeed a formidable adventurer team, capable of contending with, and even killing, ancient-level dragons.
“How is this possible?”
“That was…”
Grom looked skyward in disbelief, inadvertently locking eyes with the Red Dragon, whose golden pupils were as deep as the Abyss, seemingly glimring with a hint of a smile.
Imdiately, the ranger felt an almost tangible pressure assaulting him from all directions, freezing ti and space.
Such was a charisma powerful enough to twist reality.
Grom’s mind stagnated, he held his breath, standing stunned in place.
Knowing full well, this was a critical combat error. As a Legendary Ranger, he certainly understood the gravity of the situation, which soon beca evident.
“Swish—”
A huge arrow, as thick as an arm, pierced through the air, penetrating his chest, pinning him to the ground.
“Pfft…”
Grom lowered his head slowly, spitting a mouthful of blood, only to realize the arrow that had pierced him was the very Dragon Slayer Arrow he had just shot.
“Grom!”
Ingrid’s expression changed dramatically. She raised her scepter in panic, trying to cast a barrier spell.
But the next mont, the arrow erupted in intense flas, engulfing the slender Grom completely.
Amid a brief cry of agony and the sound of burning, only a vague human-shaped pile of ashes remained on the ground.
“No—”
“Let go, let leave here! I want to go to the Nether Shadow Realm!”
Grom’s soul turned into a jet-black shadow, trying to flee.
Yet the crimson flas followed, burning the shadow into nothingness, with more shrill cries echoing in the air.
The Legendary Ranger, Nether Tracker Grom Duarte, was dead, so thoroughly that even True Resurrection couldn’t save him.
“No, no…”
“Dragon slaying is nothing but a joke…”
Ingrid shook her head lightly, her beautiful golden eyes filled with terror. Her ample body, wrapped in white robes, trembled.
She had never encountered such a terrifying opponent before.
Everything had happened too fast, within just a few breaths, their team had already suffered casualties, with the battle just beginning.
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