Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"I don't have time to play around with you anymore."

Wagner finally lost his patience and raised his hand gently.

【Death Cloud Technique】

Yellow-green poisonous gas billowed in, and the players tried to use wind-making techniques to blow it away, but the gas was too deadly, and the skin would fester with just a slight touch.

And when the yellow-green poison comes, even players covered in protective spells will be corroded by the poisonous mist and instantly turn into mangled corpses.

The potted plant transformed by the "Flying Witch" withered instantly after being exposed to the Death Cloud.

[Magic Coin] The guild was completely wiped out.

There is also a gap between mages. This time it is the absolute gap in spellcasting ability. Even the simplest magic missile is very different in the hands of the archmage and the mage apprentice. When converted into game data, it is the so-called spellcasting ability.

——The missiles of the legendary mage can even bring down a giant dragon, while the missiles of the mage apprentice may not be able to kill a well-trained goblin.

The players were completely dead, but Wagner did not leave. Instead, he stood quietly on the spot, as cautious as a truly rational mage, and not at all as crazy as the rumors said.

Half an hour passed and he was still waiting. .

Those broken bodies made slight noises, first turned into tiny particles of light, and then disappeared.

Wagner's eyes flashed with a faint blue aura, and his expression was a little solemn: "My prophecy spell didn't see anything, just nothingness. This kind of teleportation didn't even produce the slightest spatial fluctuation, just like..."

"They don't belong to this world."

"There must be something terrible hidden behind these guys who call themselves players."

Wagner's voice was hoarse, and his whole body suddenly trembled. A cold wind blew inexplicably in the tower, and the black robe also rustled.

"Ha ha."

"Hahahahaha! When I truly control the power of the dragon and gain that violent power, I will catch you all out!"

"When the time comes, no one can escape."

His eyes were full of extreme fanaticism, and even his ugly face was trembling.

Beifeng Castle, in the political hall.

The red dragon lay on the huge steel throne, its body rose and fell with its breathing, and it exhaled hot sulfur-smelling breath from time to time.

The steel under the body has become a little red due to the unconscious transmission of restless heat in the body. If an ordinary person sat on it, it might be directly roasted. Even the entire conference hall was filled with bursts of white smoke, and even the underground was about to pour out. The gurgling magma is coming out, just like purgatory coming to the world.

However, Cassius just activated [Kingdom Domain], and an invisible stance enveloped the entire hall, smoothing the violently undulating magic network. The restless fire element instantly subsided, the hot air gradually cooled down, and the purgatory-like hall returned to its original state. , leaving only some black-gray lava solidified by magma.

"Phew, I almost lost control of my strength again."

"I can't continue sleeping in this city, and I don't know how long it will take for my palace to be built."

Cassius slowly opened his eyes, a trace of happiness showing in his golden pupils.

He didn't want to turn Beifeng Castle into a hell on earth filled with magma while he was sleeping. After all, this place had become the political and economic center of the entire Kingdom of Burning Ember. If it was suddenly destroyed, it would probably be very serious and would have serious consequences for the entire kingdom. A major blow to the kingdom.

The magic mirror next to him shone with spiritual light, but was suppressed by the power of the domain - that was Trump's request for contact.

Cassius casually lifted that area of ​​the kingdom, and the ogre's ugly face appeared in the magical image again.

Trump looked respectful, with a hint of solemnity on his face.

"My noble master."

"What's up?"

"I have issued an investigation mission in accordance with your instructions. In the past few days, the Starfallers have gone to the Extreme Night Demon Tower many times to explore the secrets, and brought back sufficient information for the kingdom, including the tower's location, defense information, and exploration. I have sorted out all the routes and even Wagner’s specific method tables and are ready to present them to you immediately.”

"By the way, you made a very smart choice in recruiting this group of starfallers who are not afraid of death. If you send ordinary adventurers to explore a forbidden place like the Explorers, you will probably have to pay a bounty of thousands of gold coins, but you have mobilized hundreds of people. Go to die, but cost the kingdom a negligible 'camp contribution'."

In addition to the report, Trump did not forget to flatter him.

Hearing this, Cassius's lazy eyes gained some attention.

"You can come to the hall and report yourself. It's almost time for us to take action."

"Yes, Master."

Facing the red dragon's order, Trump launched the teleportation spell without hesitation, and along with a burst of space ripples, he appeared in the political hall through the space crack in the dimensional gate.

Cassius deliberately released the realm of the kingdom to allow the ogre magician to enter.

Half-kneeling in front of the red dragon, Rumple couldn't help but sigh: "Master, your ability is so powerful that it's unimaginable. From the humble perception of my subordinates, this space is as solid as if it were made of steel. Ordinary space spells can't pass through it at all, and I can't even make a palm-sized hole in it."

Cassius did not answer, but looked Rumple up and down.

The body shape of this ogre magician is still the same, but the characteristics of the dragon veins all over his body are more obvious.

In the past, he wore a huge cloak sewn from various magic cloaks, but now Rumple has refined them into one. The scarlet robe is almost dragging to the ground, and there is a bright magical aura contained in it, which is inverted. It looks much more advanced.

The most eye-catching is the ogre ornament.

A necklace of nine pale white skulls hangs around his neck, which is enough to make ordinary people shudder. It also makes the corners of the red dragon's mouth twitch slightly, giving him a subtle sense of déjà vu.

"Did this damn thing come from Liusha River?"

Cassius thought a little speechlessly.

He opened the panel and saw names such as [Schroeder's Wisdom], [Raul's Wisdom], and [Vadra's Wisdom] displayed on those skulls. Most of them were of rare or rare quality.

He thought of Trump's previous unreserved report and naturally guessed the origin of these skulls.

Sure enough, before Red Dragon took the initiative to ask, Trump was the first to answer.

"Master, after interrogating those mages, they turned out to be sinister and had ulterior motives. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I killed them."

"It's a pity that their brains are obviously not smart enough to produce such perfect works. Even if they are superimposed on each other, the improvement is not as significant as the first time. Only Schroeder's effect is stronger."

There was even a hint of disappointment in Trump's tone. After all, such a thing could not be made easily.