novelraw Chapter 360 - 300: Finale, Flower Knight’s Request
Chapter 360 - 300: Finale, Flower Knight’s Request
The Frost Rune flickered violently, emitting a piercing chill.
He curled his body behind the suddenly appearing frost giant shield, like a traveler braving a snowstorm, forcefully breaking out of the fire ring blockade created by the red dragon’s breath.
Woosh—!
How could White Dragon Trish high above let this chance slip? The frost breath she had been holding back poured down like an ice river breaking its banks.
The Evil Wolf General remained calm in the face of danger, raised his still glowing red giant sword, and with a loud shout, unleashed a tangible and concentrated fiery sword qi that met the deadly cold stream with precision.
Ice and fire collided fiercely in mid-air, erupting into a thick white mist that hissed with an incessant piercing sound.
Through his exquisite and rapidly adaptive use of different attribute runes, the Evil Wolf General miraculously defused the first deadly combined attack from the three giant dragons.
But this was merely the beginning.
More ferocious and continuous attacks followed in succession.
An invisible dragon roar directly exploded in the depth of his mind.
The impact on the mental level caused his movements to involuntarily pause slightly.
In that fleeting moment of blurred consciousness, Iron Dragon Solrog’s hard and heavy body had already closed in, and the dragon claw raised high came down with an evil wind tearing through the air.
Luo De’s pupils suddenly contracted.
The fiery and icy aura surrounding him instantly dissipated, replaced by a heavy and solid earth-yellow brilliance as thick as a mountain.
His arm muscles bulged, and the giant rune heavy sword in his hands was fully raised to block upwards.
Clang—!!!
A metallic explosion louder than thunder swept across the battlefield, the visible shockwave spreading in a ring, flipping all creatures, friend or foe, in the surrounding chaos.
Solrog’s claw, which could smash through city walls, was unexpectedly stopped.
At the point of sword and claw collision, red-hot sparks flew like a waterfall.
In his grand body state, Luo De’s form expanded like a giant, with power augmented to terrifying levels. Despite his higher life level preventing him from being directly struck by the dragon, the enormous impact still embedded his tibia armor deeply into the rocky ground beneath.
"Ugh!"
Luo De let out a low roar, veins bulging on his left arm as he unleashed even more strength, the mountain giant shield carrying a heavy pressure from the wind, crashing fiercely upwards into the iron dragon’s jaw.
Bang!
The sound of hard chitinous layers shattering was clearly audible.
Solrog roared in pain, forced by the massive power to lean backward, staggering a few steps.
Yet, almost simultaneously, Luo De himself felt a sharp pain in his jaw, as if struck by an invisible heavy hammer.
Mind Magic — Forced Pain Link.
Belonging to the path of the Mind Mage, this spell wouldn’t cause actual damage but perfectly synchronize the pain one suffers with the target.
"Die!"
The roar of the red dragon was already close at ear.
As the Evil Wolf General barely turned around with difficulty, there was no time to raise the giant shield again or lift the heavy sword, Samantha’s claw burning with fury was firmly imprinted on his chest.
Bang!
In the dull boom, the red dragon’s rampant and enormous force penetrated through.
Even with the heavy blessing of the Mountain Rune, it couldn’t be completely offset; spider-web-like deep cracks spread instantly across Luo De’s chest armor, launching him backward like a stone flung from a trebuchet.
Rustle—!
White Dragon Trish’s spell chant never ceased; countless sharp ice blades rained down from the sky like a storm, shooting towards Luo De in mid-air!
Luo De gritted his teeth through the intense pain, trying to turn around to protect himself with the giant shield, but the place where his chest was hit suddenly erupted with uncontrolled clusters of chaotic flames.
That was the explosion mark left by the red dragon, a skill of an Alchemist.
A defense gap opened instantly.
Numerous ice blades seized the opportunity to pierce through the barrier, striking his body with a chime, leaving deep scratches and white marks on the thick armor.
Extreme cold and the remnant heat on the armor clashed violently, creating intense sizzling sounds, white mist spreading,
He landed heavily, his chest heaving violently, using his sword to slowly stand up.
Raising one arm with a shield, and gripping a sword in the other, the Rune Knight’s gaze like a wounded lone wolf incessantly shifted cautiously among the circling giant dragons, not daring to act rashly.
He himself was a level 16 Rune Knight, standing out even among those of the same level.
Yet the opponents before him, the three giant dragons, all had life levels not exceeding level 13.
If the opponents were human, even if he were outnumbered, he would have already wiped them all out by now.
However.
These three giant dragons around level 12, with their naturally powerful racial advantages, had forced him into such a dire situation.
What weighed even more heavily on his heart was—the Red Dragon, Iron Dragon, and White Dragon... all of them held positions, which was far beyond his expectations.
An adult White Dragon, two adolescent Iron and Red Dragons.
In his estimation, even if he couldn’t win, he should not have been driven to such desperation.
Who could have thought, they didn’t just rely on their inherently powerful bodies to fight, but mastered troublesome professional skills, each with their own specialties.
Under normal circumstances.
Aside from the adult White Dragon, which might live longer, the other two juvenile dragons shouldn’t have even had professions.
The most terrifying point was—intelligence had clearly mentioned that the true king of the Molten Iron Tribe was a mixed-blood... Red Iron Dragon.
Up until this very moment, amidst fierce battle, he hadn’t even caught a glimpse of the Red Iron Dragon.
His mood sank further into the abyss as he fully realized that they had severely underestimated the terrifying strength of the Molten Iron Tribe.
These dragons were different from the chaotic evil dragons recorded in histories, which only knew destruction and couldn’t be judged by common sense.
"Crawlers, your death is imminent!"
Red Dragon Samantha let out a low victorious roar and once again vibrated her wings, diving towards the Rune Knight.
Under the siege of the three profession-holding and well-coordinated giant dragons, the Evil Wolf General was already on the brink of collapse, barely holding on.
The other officers and elite soldiers in the unit were anxious and eager to help but found themselves similarly embroiled in fierce battles and unable to break free.
Whether it was high-end combat power, middle-tier commanders, or lower-tier soldiers.
This private army, which the Albert Family prided itself on, had fallen completely outmatched in the face of the Molten Iron Tribe’s formidable monster army.
Meanwhile.
On a nearby hilltop, the Red Iron Dragon stood silently among the shadows of the rocks.
His serene gaze pierced through the chaotic night, observing the chaotic and bloody battlefield below with indifference.
Given the current situation, there was absolutely no need for him to intervene personally.
The core top commanders like the Snake-man Sword Saint and Dragon Vein Ogre were still guarding the Border Area, and not all the high-level followers were engaged in this battle.
Yet even so, the army of the Molten Iron Tribe had already brought this noble’s private army to its knees.
The dragon group was gradually growing amidst blood and fire, and the sharpness of the Molten Iron Tribe was becoming increasingly formidable.
Galos was acutely aware that his wings were gradually growing strong.
Not all battles required his personal involvement.
True, if he took action, the battle could end swiftly with thundering force, but his painstaking grooming of followers was to ease his own burden, not to forever play the babysitter.
Challenges within the capabilities of his followers should be faced and resolved by them, which is also a test and tempering for them.
If the Albert Family had no further tricks up their sleeves, this privately funded army was destined to be annihilated here.
"Is it just this overt army? No hidden blades lurking in the shadows?"
The Red Iron Dragon mused uncertainly.
He remained to oversee the battle mainly to guard against the potential hidden trump cards the opponent might keep secret.
Yet, up to this point in the battle, no unexpected changes had arisen.
"Could it be... I’ve been overthinking this?"
No!
Just as this thought arose, the Red Iron Dragon’s gaze suddenly became as sharp as a blade, and then he calmly tilted his massive head slightly, lowering his eyes to gaze at a shadowy spot below the hill.
A figure was approaching at an incredible speed.
His face was young and handsome, no less than Golden Dragon Alberto’s human form, and was none other than the Flower Knight from earlier who was investigating in Ximu Town—Shire Haines.
Shire had planned to continue his covert observation, especially hoping to glimpse the true strength of the Red Iron Dragon.
However, after witnessing the escalating casualties and bloodshed on the battlefield, his compassion eventually overpowered his tactical considerations.
Even though he knew that exposing himself now would instantly plunge him into an extremely unfavorable situation and might invite a dangerously troublesome siege, he still chose to reveal himself, hoping only to stop this bloody massacre.
"Honorable Master of Molten Iron."
Shire did not draw his sword but stood in place, speaking in a slightly pleading tone, "I have come for the Albert Family, but with no ill intent. Can we... talk?"