Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

At this time, above the sky.

The originally arrogant red dragon was covered in bruises and was wailing in a low voice. Its body was covered with scars that penetrated deeply into the flesh. There was also a golden light on it, which was constantly eroding the wounds.

The wing membrane was like a torn rag, and every time it was waved, it would make a whistling sound at the gap, making it look particularly miserable.

But she only thinks that this is a difficult enemy, and does not think that the opponent can completely defeat her. After all, she is a red dragon. She also has the power from Tiamat, as well as extremely hot flames, and various means. Show it off.

"boom!"

The red dragon landed on the mountain peak with difficulty, causing the rock wall to roar and gravel to fall.

Her tone showed hesitation for the first time: "Half-elf, you are very powerful."

"Unlike those mortals, you are far more powerful than them, so you are qualified to be valued by a noble true dragon."

"Become my dependent, and you can rule the Anzeta Wilderness with me!"

The half-elf paladin did not answer, but slowly raised the silver sword in his hand with a firm gaze. Her silver armor, which had been burnt black, still had a faint glimmer of light.

"Hunting my sworn enemies, or chasing away small evils, I am willing to challenge greater evils."

"And the sworn enemy has no mercy."

Rhea jumped up lightly, the silver sword in her hand emitting a spiritual light like the setting sun.

Although it is not very dazzling and not strong enough, there is an unyielding determination that makes me shine even if the darkness falls.

This is the origin of "Twilight Blade".

"Spirit of Vengeance!"

With a crisp scream, countless illusory souls appeared around the half-elf paladin.

They are the children who were burned to death in the fire, the mothers who were crushed by the collapse of their houses, the men who bravely raised their pitchforks to fight but were reduced to ashes by dragon flames, the warriors who stood up to fight against evil but were crushed into pulp by sharp claws. Also - the burning will of revenge of the paladin.

Rhea actually began to fly in the air, with illusory black wings growing on her back, making her like an angel born for revenge.

At this moment, she was already higher than the top of the mountain.

"Roar--"

And Aklesia roared angrily. The red dragon's absolute arrogance prevented her from allowing any lower creature to dare to look down on her.

At this moment, all the power surging in the blood was activated, using the most primitive and brutal physical power, and using the red dragon's best hand-to-hand fighting method——

She pounced forward with unrivaled momentum!

"boom!"

The power of the two powerful forces about to collide caused the mountain peaks to sway, shaking the entire Anzeta Wilderness.

This made Cassius, who was desperately running away, couldn't help but turn his head and secretly peek at this terrible scene.

"Holy Slash!"

Rhea used all her strength to clenched the silver sword in her hand and jumped down, not caring about the red dragon's ferocious bite.

The silver sword was attached to the twilight light, and it just slashed diagonally.

"Shua——"

The long sword was like a hot knife cutting through butter, easily cutting through the dragon scales that were harder than armor, tearing apart the red dragon's hot, surging blood vessels and flesh.

The illusory souls surrounding her were like a huge army. The vengeful souls roared and roared and charged at the wound on the red dragon's neck.

Each impact made the scar deepen several feet.

In great pain, Aklesia suddenly raised her head and let out a painful roar. But this subconscious action further aggravated the tearing of the wound, and hot blood spurted out like spring water.

"Ouch——"

The red dragon could still make painful sounds at first, but when its throat was completely cut off, it couldn't even make any sounds.

Everything happened so fast.

It was so fast that the red dragon didn't even have time to wave its majestic claws and swing its thick tail.

She didn't even have time to use her unrivaled power from Tiamat.

But the silver sword slit the throat mercilessly.

This mature red dragon, which was tens of meters long, struggled in mid-air. Then it hung its wings feebly and fell heavily on the mountainside.

"boom!"

The ground trembled, and the huge body rumbled down the hillside. She ended her sinful and greedy life.

Her soul may be taken away by Tiamat, or it may be crushed by the spirit of vengeance.

But there is only one thing that is beyond doubt.

The red dragon died.

…

At the same time, at the foot of the southern slope of Yunding Peak.

"The angel of vengeance with wings on his back is almost the highest level of black knight. It's really terrifying."

"Run away, run away."

Cassius couldn't help but sigh.

The sub-legendary level of combat power was top-notch even in the previous version 4.0. Among tens of millions of players, only a few hundred could reach this level.

And those who can cross the path of legend are even rarer.

Thinking of this, the young red dragon strengthened his determination to escape, and hurriedly used the ability of the clever mage ring he swallowed to cast a spell on himself.

"Oil the soles of your feet!"

Suddenly, his speed became even faster.

Cassius ran away like a bolt of red lightning, heading towards the dense forest in the distance.

As for flying?

He doesn't dare now.

If you are unlucky enough to be noticed by the sense of this sub-legendary warrior, and kill the evil with a sword from hundreds of meters away, you may directly return to Tiamat.

You must know that he is a sub-legendary paladin.

It's normal to have a divine sense.

Cassius was too busy running hastily to care.

Little did he know that the half-elf paladin was standing on the top of the mountain at this time, her body covered with warm dragon blood, looking down at the southern slope of Yunding Mountain.

——That is the direction in which the young dragon fled.

There was a hint of doubt in Rhea's amber pupils.

Because under her spiritual vision that detects evil, the young red dragon in the distance is not an ordinary red dragon. It is covered in black that represents the evil camp.

Instead, it represents the colorless color of the neutral camp.

"How is it possible for a neutral red dragon?"

After thinking for a moment, she still raised her silver sword and pointed it at the young dragon from a distance, determined to find out.

"Monster Holding Technique!"

As the silver sword pointed, a magical light flew into the distance.

Once hit, the young red dragon will be fixed in place by the spell, unable to move at all.

But just when the light was about to touch the scales of the red dragon.

An invisible barrier suddenly emerged from Cassius's body, completely blocking the monster immobilization technique, and then shattered.

[Spell Invalid Barrier]

Cassius was horrified when he saw this. After all, this magic invalidation talisman could only be used once a day, and he had no second chance.

"run!"

Under the pressure of a life-and-death crisis, the young dragon flapped its immature wings crazily and flew desperately.

He ran away desperately, and in the blink of an eye he plunged into the woods. Under the cover of tall trees, he escaped deep into the dense forest and completely disappeared.

Rhea looked down at the endless Pokhara mountain forest, frowned slightly, and then shook his head in relief.

A neutral red dragon.

Maybe she creates a terrible enemy for her future, maybe she will bring changes to the world for the better, maybe nothing will happen

Yes.

She will not kill the other party for possible evil, but if the red dragon commits a heinous crime, Rhea is equally confident to kill it with the sharp silver sword in her hand just like she did today. All.

This is the creed of the Vengeful Paladin.

"No mercy for villains."

"Perhaps you can show kindness to your usual enemies."

The half-elf slowly took off his helmet, revealing his cold and beautiful face, and murmured to himself.