Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

The evil snowman also realized the danger of this attack, so it quickly accumulated strength, and dense boulders appeared deep in its throat, making the tiefling paladin feel a bone-chilling chill in his face.

"Freezing Breath!"

But Metrolash still braved the biting cold wind, held the sword in both hands, and slashed hard.

The giant evil snowman tilted his head, and the long sword struck the large curved horns on both sides of his head, slowly slicing it open. However, the Yeti resisted the sword blade with great force, and the big horn shook violently from side to side, making it difficult for Metrorash to concentrate his strength.

The guardian spirit around Metrolash flickered, barely resisting the invasion of cold air.

Blood continued to flow from the severed arm of the evil snowman, and Metrorash's body gradually froze. This was the last fight for life.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, both wanting to kill the other.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

"boom!"

Several blazing fireballs hit the giant evil snowman's back, causing the large area of ​​hair on its back to be blackened and making it unstable.

The power of the flames even penetrated deep into the flesh, burning its blood-cold body.

The weak evil snowman howled in pain, and subconsciously let go, throwing the tiefling aside.

It turned its head sharply and beat its chest, trying to intimidate the despicable attacker.

However, what caught his eyes was the flames that filled the sky and the earth.

"Extremely effective fire breath!"

In an instant, the snow was evaporated, and bursts of white smoke rose from the exposed ground.

The previously menacing giant evil snowman was still standing there, but his whole body was blurred and blackened, exuding a burning smell.

The cold wind blew a little, and the broken body fell straight down and collapsed into a pile of fine ashes, which was then blown all over the sky by the wind.

"Tsk, tsk, a monster weak to fire."

Cassius folded his wings and landed on the ground, stepping on the remains of the embers on the ground.

Information refreshes on his panel.

[You kill [Evil Snowman] (Challenge Level 9) and get 5000xp]

[Your level increases to level 6]

The feeling of killing someone is so satisfying. A powerful level 9 monster was taken down with one blow.

As the evil snowman turned into ashes, the other snowmen dispersed and fled back to the snow-capped mountains.

Although the Yeti escapes, the tieflings remain nervous.

——Because they ushered in a more powerful and unpredictable red dragon.

Although he helped them kill the evil snowman, no one knew whether the dragon that rushed in was an enemy or a friend, let alone a red dragon known for its evil and cruelty.

The tiefling warriors were on guard with swords and shields in hand, nervously watching the red dragon slowly approaching, but no one dared to offend the dragon.

Metrolash used his sword for support and reluctantly climbed up from the snow.

He tried to stay calm and stared at the red dragon in front of him - a huge body eight or nine meters long, with muscles all over the body and extremely strong. The body was covered with bright, metallic scales, and the hot smell of sulfur emitted from its mouth. The breath seemed to have a volcano hidden in his body.

A powerful red dragon is absolutely invincible.

This is his final judgment.

Red dragons have always been known for their cruelty. Any offense may anger them, causing them to bury everything with fire.

Recently, the most famous red dragon in the Storm High Slope area is the "Flying Flame" that slaughtered the Eagle Guard.

And the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Thinking of this, he ordered:

"lay down your weapon."

Although the tiefling warriors were reluctant, they obeyed the order and dropped their weapons.

Metrorash put the sword at his waist and bowed with difficulty.

"Dear Lord Feiyan, thank you for helping us deal with our enemies. When we settle down, we will give you sufficient reward to show your sincerity."

"I just don't know... why are you here?"

Cassius stared at the tiefling in front of him and did not answer directly, but said rather playfully:

"Are you the leader of the tiefling resistance?"

"The legendary descendant of the devil who eats three humans for every meal, the son of hell?"

Metrolash's expression remained unchanged, but he said calmly:

"It's just the slander of the Lachman family. I believe you know the arrogance and rudeness of those blood-sucking pests better than I do. The Lachman family has always been like this - just like they invaded your territory unscrupulously."

Cassius looked at the tieflings condescendingly and said, "It's a good argument, but it's just words and this ridiculous army that can't get you through the cold winter of Anzeta."

Metrolash said respectfully:

"You expected this, so you came, didn't you?"

Cassius shook his head slightly and said: "To be honest, you are insignificant to me. That is to say, if you are slightly valuable, the remaining tieflings may not be as valuable as a box of silver coins."

Metrolash said seriously: "But I will fight to the end and give my life for them."

Cassius narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I can help you fight against the Larkman family's army."

"But you are your own enemy. This has nothing to do with tieflings."

Cassius sneered, shook his head and said:

"But this does not affect that I can decide your life or death. As long as I negotiate with the Lachman family, report your location to them, and give them military access, guess what will happen next?"

"To be honest, you don't have the capital to negotiate with me."

He continued:

"Just think, my Burning Nest could house a tiefling too."

"I can provide you with shelter, help you survive the severe cold and even... resist the pursuit of the Eagle Guard."

Facing this tempting suggestion, Metrolash's breathing quickened slightly.

The light of his ideals has long been extinguished, and now his only wish is to preserve his own race.

And this opportunity is right in front of us.

Tiefling hesitated for a moment, then slowly spoke:

"Then, sir..."

"What's the price?"

This young and experienced tiefling paladin knows that everything has a price. There is never a free lunch in this world, but there is hatred that comes to you for no reason.

Cassius leaned slightly closer to the tiefling, and the words in his mouth were like the whispers of a devil:

"Beifong Castle."

"I want you to become my dependents and help me capture all of this."

Metrolash raised his head slightly and found that the red dragon's golden pupils seemed to be burning with hellfire.

He also longed for light and salvation, walking on the path of mercy and justice. Until he broke the oath, he still habitually followed a series of codes of the Redemption Paladin and tried to maintain his nature.

But now, in order to survive and live in the simplest way, he must make this choice.

Become a dependent of the evil dragon and capture the city for him.

"It's the master."

"The tiefling tribe is willing to obey your will."

Metrorash, the paladin who had sworn to kneel only to the gods, bent his knees and knelt.

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