Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Seeing the red dragon killing wantonly and pressing forward step by step, Bennett finally made up his mind - the damn law-loving red dragon in front of him was invincible. He could only give up the adventure group he had worked so hard to recruit and leave this place of death.

"Damn it, gotta get out of here."

"I'm sorry everyone, but I'm still on the path of pursuing the truth." Bennett found a high-sounding reason for himself.

As a mage, there are naturally many ways to escape.

Bennett took off the silver pendant on his chest, and there was an exquisite small door on it.

"Dimensional gate."

He chanted silently while praying to the goddess of magic.

The pendant shone with magical light, and the space around Bennett was suddenly distorted and folded, and then a door-like space crack slowly emerged. On the other side of the crack was Victoria Harbor, his familiar home.

Bennett suddenly looked overjoyed and rushed towards the dimensional door.

"It's great, I can finally leave this hellish place"

However, before he finished speaking, the shadow of the red dragon's wings shrouded him, and the spell-invalid barrier surrounding it ruthlessly smoothed the nearby magic network. The space crack gradually healed and closed, and the space was stable, as if it had never existed before. excessive fluctuations.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Uninvited guests."

The red dragon explained the mage condescendingly, and its huge head looked particularly ferocious.

Bennett looked up at the red dragon, his hands holding the staff trembling slightly, cold sweat dripping down his forehead as if for free, and a forced smile that was uglier than crying appeared on his face.

His robe seemed to detect danger and automatically put a layer of shielding on him, but this did not make him feel any safer, but made him feel inexplicably embarrassed.

"I, I'm right here, not going anywhere."

Bennett replied tremblingly.

"What are you here for?"

There was a trace of amusement in Cassius's golden pupils.

This team that he has killed half of the people can definitely be regarded as the elite of the adventure group. Most of the team members are senior professionals around level 10. If they meet an ordinary young red dragon, they are likely to successfully kill it. Dragon, it's a pity that they met Cassius.

However, Cassius is not a real red dragon who is obsessed with killing. There is an endless supply of these adventurers. Even if they are all killed, it will be of no use. It is better to squeeze out their value.

"I"

Bennett was immediately speechless after hearing Red Dragon's words.

He turned to look at the surviving team members next to him. They were also trembling and speechless.

You can't tell a cruel, tyrannical, and extremely proud red dragon that they are here to slay the dragon, right? It would definitely be turned to ashes by this red dragon, or even eaten alive.

However, at the critical moment when the air was tense and stagnant, the red dragon became impatient.

A bard found the courage to step forward.

The bard has a handsome face, wearing an emerald green robe, and carrying an exquisite lute on his back. However, he looks a little embarrassed at the moment, with his robes in tatters and many scorched marks. It is obvious that he just fell one-sided. Caused in battle.

His name is Eugene, and he comes to write the poem of the dragon slayer.

Just when everyone, including Red Dragon, thought that the poet was going to say something impassioned——

Without hesitation, Eugene knelt down and shouted with tears in his eyes:

"The legendary Flying Flame Dragon King, your claws can tear all enemies to pieces, your flames can burn everything in the world, and your power is enough to make the gods fear you! We are following your footsteps and want to see you His true appearance, but he rashly broke into your territory."

"This is really a blasphemy! They have paid the price of death for their recklessness, and all the rest of us are willing to be your eternal loyal servants and accompany you around, as long as they can see your great body , even death is worth it.”

"This this"

This long and poetic string of flattering words stunned everyone present, but then they had no choice but to kneel down and beg the red dragon for forgiveness.

"He's a fucking talent too."

Cassius listened to the bard's rhythmic flattery and sighed secretly in his heart.

The red dragon breathed out a mouthful of sulfur-smelling hot breath, which made everyone present's eyes feel hot, but they did not dare to make any move.

"What you said is very good."

Eugene, who was kneeling on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his head slightly and saw that the red dragon's expression seemed to have softened slightly. He immediately secretly rejoiced: "Sure enough, any giant dragon is vain. Thank the gods, this information is true!"

Just when everyone thought they could be forgiven and felt lucky, the hobgoblin troops led by Doro had surrounded them.

"It just lacks a little bit of emotion and emotion."

Cassius is not a simple-minded monster with well-developed limbs, so he will not be deceived by such a lie full of mistakes. He just thinks this flattery is a bit funny.

"Someone, take them all to the dungeon."

Red Dragon ordered casually.

"Yes, Master."

Doluo Ling quickly obeyed the order and led the tall and strong dragon-veined hobgoblins to roughly carry away the adventurer who was kneeling on the ground.

Under the gaze of the red dragon, no one dared to resist, because they knew the consequences of doing so - the bones of those teammates were still cold.

The ogre magician Rumpu arrived belatedly. He flew unsteadily from the sky and landed on the ground with a crash - it seems that he is not very skilled in flying yet.

However, Lang Pu was very excited at the moment, with a face filled with the joy of a good harvest: "Master, look carefully, I knew these adventurers would be hiding here. Haha, this giant rock seems to be natural, but in fact it was placed there intentionally by me. Here, this is the only place nearby where you can get a glimpse of the rock fortress.”

He pointed at the runes and said.

"Every time those adventurers hide here, they will first trigger my guard inscription and be beaten half to death, and then trigger my vigilance spell in a chain. When they want to escape through the passage at the back, there is an automatically triggered spider web inside. Magic trap, and then the boulder inside will roll down, but it's a pity that it didn't trigger this time. "

There seemed to be a hint of disappointment in Trump's tone.

The corner of Cassius's mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless for a moment.

Trump then asked: "Master, what are you going to do with these adventurers?"

"Go and take off all the magic equipment from that mage and give it to me, especially the dimensional gate necklace, and then empty out all the spells in his mind. It doesn't matter whether he lives or dies next. You can keep it and transform it into a dragonborn. I'll do it for you, or I can kill him to avoid future troubles."

"For the remaining people, half will be killed, and the other half will be deliberately allowed to escape, but let them think they escaped by their own strength."

"As for the bard."

Cassius had a look of amusement on his face.

"Ask him to be a secretary and write some public relations articles for us. You send someone to check his progress. He is not allowed to take a break if he writes less than 12,000 words a day. Even if he takes the spirit-boosting potion, he must continue to take it."

"Yes, Master."

Rumple couldn't help but sigh that the master was better at torturing people.

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