The Lost People of Teyvat

Chapter 120 Battle with the Dragon

"Roar--!"

The pitch-black dragon roared to the sky, with black and red flames dancing in its huge eye sockets. It had no flesh and blood, and its skeleton was surrounded by black air. There were hideous bone spurs growing on its chest ribs, wrapping a ball of jumping scarlet. The scarlet extended countless tiny branches, connecting the entire skeleton like blood vessels, providing energy.

Under the dragon, countless monsters were roaring, some were empty-handed and some were holding simple and rough weapons such as wooden sticks and giant axes. There was black smoke around their bodies and they looked completely unconscious.

Suddenly, the dragon seemed to notice something, and raised its head with ferocious bone spurs, and light and fire flickered in its eye sockets, exuding undisguised malice. It looked at the dragon shadow rushing in the distance, watching the wind dragon rush into the black cloud, controlling the hurricane to tear the thick clouds apart, and the dragon opened its mouth, and a huge green wind bomb whistled towards it!

"Roar--!"

The dragon spread out its scarlet-lined bone wings, flapped them fiercely, and rushed upward like a sharp arrow. At the same time, its body slightly tilted, passing by the wind bullet.

"boom!!"

The wind bombs smashed into the group of monsters. Those monsters that were blown down by the strong wind caused by the dragon's bone wings had not yet stood up and took the blow head-on. Their already confused and broken minds had not yet understood what was happening before they were caught in the hurricane caused by the exploding wind bombs. Their figures dissipated without a sound.

The evil dragon pounced towards the wind dragon viciously, with a black and red cyclone gathering in its mouth, ready to strike.

Tevarin dodged the dragon, and when they both stopped and turned at the same time, facing each other, and the moment when the dragon was about to burst its breath, Tevarin suddenly lowered his head, revealing the man holding the flaming sword.

“Here—the sentence is pronounced!”

The flames gathered on the greatsword turned into a firebird, like an announcement before the dawn. The flaming firebird waved its flames, dyeing the surrounding black clouds red. It spread its wings, leaving a burning fire mark in the air, and took advantage of the moment when the dragon adjusted its direction and paused to hit the dragon's hideous head!
"boom!!"

The sound of explosion and the dragon's muffled groan sounded together. The dragon's head was knocked askew by the firebird, its jaw closed, and the unexhaled dragon breath exploded in its mouth. Some black smoke came out along the bone joints on the dragon's head and successfully mixed with the originally lingering black smoke.

Diluk swung the greatsword in his hand, and the flame went out. He habitually wanted to stab the greatsword into the ground, but suddenly stopped, remembering his current position, so he turned his wrist, made a meaningless sword flower, and retreated back into the breeze barrier that Tevarin had unfolded on the dragon's back.

The light blue breeze barrier clings to the dragon's body like a bubble, creating a relatively stable combat environment for everyone in the barrier.

After suffering a sudden loss, the dragon also noticed the barrier behind Tevarin. It let out a shrill roar, and the dark clouds around it suddenly stopped. After a few vague thunders, a dark rainstorm fell in an instant!

"hold head high--!"

Tevarin flapped his wings fiercely, dispersing the black clouds and black rain that were spreading around him. Countless wind elements obeyed his will and turned into a sharp green whirlwind that gathered around the dragon. Tevarin stared at the dragon, and his wings were faintly glowing, ready to use his wings to disperse the suspicious black rain.

"Wait, Tevarin, look down there!"

Wendy's voice rang out, and Tevarin and the others looked down.

After the dark raindrops fell to the ground, monsters surrounded by black air suddenly appeared one after another. They were empty-handed or holding all kinds of strange or not-so-strange weapons. They raised their heads and made meaningless roars.

The only thing to be thankful for is that these monsters are very weak, most of them are ordinary hillbillies or small slimes. Hillbilly thugs and hillbilly shamans are rarely seen, not to mention the Hillbilly King.

Tevarin stopped the whirlwind and controlled the wind element to reshape it into a tornado, covering the black rain that had not yet fallen and the black clouds that had not yet liquefied, and violently tore them into the tornado.

The blue tornado was rapidly infected by black and gradually stopped. When the tornado dissipated, a ball of black water emitting an ominous aura appeared in front of everyone.

Tevarin was a little embarrassed, not knowing how to deal with it. "Leave it to me."

Chen Tianfeng took a step forward and summoned a gust of wind, which brought the dark water mass to him like a tentacle. With a wave of his left hand, he put the water mass into the Eye of God. The moment the dark water mass entered the Eye of God, a layer of grayish-white "film" wrapped the entire mass of water and swallowed it up at a rapid speed.

The evil dragon seemed to have sensed something, and its eyes, burning with black and red flames, turned towards Chen Tianfeng and let out an angry roar.

"Jie Jie Jie~"

Suddenly, an unpleasant laugh sounded from behind the dragon. Everyone looked up and saw a red-haired Abyss Mage wearing a bird-beak mask flying out. He glanced at the people on the dragon's back, with his eyes mainly fixed on the knight costumes of Jean and Eula: "Knights of Favonius, you are here as expected."

"A minion of the Order."

Eula's face was cold and frosty. She dropped the sword in her hand, splashing sparks: "Tell me your purpose!"

"Little blue-haired girl, be careful. Although this looks very cool, you are standing on me now." Tevarin whispered a warning while staring at the dragon.

"Ah! Sorry, sorry!"

Youla quickly raised her sword, looked at the faint white mark on the dragon scales beneath her feet, and said apologetically, "I forgot for a moment."

"Purpose? Of course, it is to bring victory and glory to His Royal Highness the Prince!"

The Abyss Mage spoke in a fanatical tone. He looked at everyone, his expression unrecognizable through his bird-beak mask. “Knight, do you want to make a deal?”

"Deal?" Jean and Diluk looked at each other and gathered their strength secretly: "What deal?"

"It's simple. The Knights will give up control of the snow mountain and hand it over to the Order. In return, the Order will provide Mondstadt with precious shelter." said the Abyss Mage.

"Ridiculous, do you think you have a sure win?"

The Abyss Cult provides asylum to Mondstadt... This is really the funniest joke he has heard this year. Diluk said expressionlessly: "It's just controlling a dead dragon. I'm curious, where do you get the courage to say such crazy things."

"Of course they are."

The Abyss Mage laughed strangely and unpleasantly. It waved its staff and pointed at the ground: "Look, the tide of monsters has formed. Soon, they will submerge Mondstadt like a flood and transform this land into an environment as suitable for living as the Abyss. By then, you will naturally seek refuge from the cult!"

"Hoo! Ya! *&%!"

After a loud and strange roar, the monsters on the ground that were emitting ominous black energy turned around and rushed towards Qingquan Town like a torrent!

"Choose, Knight!"

The Abyss Mage said arrogantly: "Should we stay and fight against the dragon, or stop the demon tide, or... offer our loyalty to the great prince!"

(End of this chapter)