Chapter 139 A malevolent star reveals its true colors, baring its fangs to the world! (Two chapters combined, please vote with monthly tickets)

With a series of muffled rumbling sounds, the crimson ominous star lowered in altitude, gradually revealing its true form.

Garus's outstretched dragon wings blotted out the sky, and his crimson scales evaporated the torrential rain into a white mist, within which his majestic and imposing body appeared and disappeared.

He folded his wings and swooped down toward the human camp, creating a visible cone-shaped shockwave in the air.

"A dragon! It's an evil dragon!"

The knight commander's roar was drowned out by the sonic boom.

The dense, branded red dragon scales tore through the wind and rain, leaving trails of steam that drifted towards the human camp.

Buzz!

Suddenly, one magical rune after another lit up on the ground.

The defensive array built here was activated, transforming the camp into an inverted bowl-shaped energy shield.

Boom boom boom!

Thick flames exploded, like the roar of an angry dragon.

The energy shield flickered intermittently, and large cracks appeared on its surface.

"defense!"

The knight commander's pupils constricted, and he shouted.

The knights, who were already training, raised their large shields in full armor.

collapse!

The shield shattered violently, as if struck by a heavy blow.

Galos's powerful body tore through the magic shield, and a pair of celestial wings, gleaming with a cold light, fully unfolded, like a giant guillotine, sweeping towards the knight formation.

"Slay the dragon! Slay the dragon!"

The knight commander raised his arms and shouted.

This heavily armored knight, wielding a nearly four-meter-long lance, charged ahead of Garus.

His demonic energy surged, and a fiery energy reaction erupted from his body, even extending outwards and coating his spear. With a flick of his wrist, his spear, as fast as lightning, pierced towards the dragon's head.

If the dragon is wounded with a single blow, the entire knight order can swarm in and, with the help of the alchemical golem, have a chance to take down the dragon. Moreover, given his strong physique, he is unlikely to be killed in a single blow when facing a dragon.

The next moment, the spear engraved with alchemical runes shattered under the dragon's claws.

Galos smashed the spear with his left claw, and his right claw, accompanied by a powerful gust of wind, landed on the knight commander.

Bang!

The armor shattered, and the knight commander's once-proud body exploded into a pool of blood mist, leaving no trace of his remains.

Galos's speed did not decrease in the slightest, and he continued his charge.

Heavy battle shields, sturdy steel spears.

And the knights' bodies.

Tents and weapon racks ahead of the route.

They were all split in two, or even smashed into blood mist and dust.

This time...

The viscount had spent a great deal of money training his private army of knights, and a quarter of them were lost.

Galos tore through the knight formation like an unstoppable, indestructible dragon blade, soaring and swirling through the air before sweeping past the knight formation again.

Two dives in a short period of time.

More than half of the knights brought here died, and the price Garos paid was merely that his scales were grazed by their spears, resulting in some insignificant scratches.

The remaining knights dispersed.

Whoosh! The ice spear pierced through the air and shot towards Garus, only to be shattered by a flick of its thick, long tail.

The frost giant strode forward with heavy steps, his hand conjuring an ice spear as if to throw it.

With a flap of its wings, the Garusaurus ascended in a straight line, hovering high in the sky.

Buzz buzz buzz!

The roar of several engines rang out almost simultaneously, like thunder, and the eyes of the five alchemical golems lit up at the same time, staring intently at Garros.

The young spellcaster looked terrified.

His tent was torn apart by the strong winds stirred up by Garus's flapping wings, exposing him to the heavy rain. He was soaking wet, his hair was flat and stuck to his scalp, and his face no longer showed the confident and composed demeanor he had before.

Tax collector Brent fell into the mud, his legs trembling, unable to stand up.

Only the middle-aged man with a cold, dark complexion and rough skin, like a reef that has been battered by waves thousands of times, stood in front of the young spellcaster. His small body was as heavy as a hill, unmoving, and he exuded an aura that was as solid as a tangible substance.

No, it's not momentum, it's 'qi' (vital energy).

"A martial monk?"

Galos narrowed his eyes and looked at Bane.

The Martial Dragon class he wants to join is derived from the Monk class, and can be considered an advanced class of the Dragon Clan Monk. However, the traditional Monk class is its foundation and has some reference value.

Now unafraid of being exposed, he directly used the Life Level Detection Technique on the monk, his eyes gleaming as he looked at him.

However, the detection technique was blocked.

His gaze couldn't penetrate the aura emanating from the monk.

This means that the monk's life level exceeds that of Garus, by more than level 10.

In Garus's eyes, the monk's aura burned like flames, quite resilient, but its depth was limited by the human body, and that was about it.

at the same time.

The viscount's son suppressed his fear and forced himself to remain calm. Looking at the powerful dragon circling in the sky, he shouted, "Dragon! We have no enmity between us. Retreat immediately, or do you want to invite an army to surround and kill us?!"

Showing weakness won't work when facing a ferocious dragon.

Using the federal army's name to intimidate them might be the only way to make them back down.

Unfortunately, Garus wasn't just passing through and on a whim to launch an attack.

He had given it careful thought and considered the risks.

He lowered his gaze to the tiny creatures below and said, "Humans, I've come to deliver the taxes you demand. Aren't you happy to see me?"

Hong Tielong's voice was deep and resonant, like thunder rumbling through the clouds, sending a shiver down the spines of everyone present.

Edmund's expression stiffened slightly.

Is this dragon the true mastermind behind those monsters?!

Damn it! If he had known it would be like this, he should have brought a stronger punitive expeditionary force!

Unexpectedly, a dragon with unparalleled audacity was lurking near the trade route. This evil dragon was no ordinary creature.

"We can renegotiate!"

Edmund shouted, "Violence is not the way to solve problems. Dragons are highly intelligent beings, not those inferior beasts. We are willing to concede some interests and engage in formal cooperation with you!"

Regardless of whether what he said is true or false.

When Garus decided to bare his fangs and reveal his true form, he had no intention of letting the people here go.

"You lowly reptile! It's too late to beg for mercy now."

"You must pay the price for angering the dragons."

A roar, like churning magma, approached from afar, but it was not from Galos.

Two more, slightly smaller dragon shadows appeared, followed by a legion of monsters including ogres, lizardmen, gnolls, and gray-maned werewolves, surging towards the human camp from all directions like a dark tide.

The previous conversation was to wait for the encirclement to take shape.

To prevent these people from escaping.

Iron Dragon and Red Dragon approached Garoth.

The three Ignas brothers are soaring high in the sky at the same time.

The surging dragon's might mingled with the roars and howls of the monsters, which drowned out the sound of the torrential rain, causing even the most resolute knights to turn pale and their hearts to pound like drums.

Even the resolute and cold-faced monk's gaze darkened.

"Edmund, break out to the east!"

He said in a deep voice.

The nearest garrison is located to the east; attracting their attention and securing their reinforcements is their only chance.

Edmund knew the situation was urgent and tried to remain calm.

The frost giants, the five alchemical golems, and the knights regrouped, forming a cone formation around Edmund, and broke through to the east.

The sky, amidst the torrential rain, was shattered into fragments by three dragon shadows.

Galos swooped down from the center, the fastest, his body like a bolt of lightning, charging ahead of the Iron Dragon and the Red Dragon into the human battle formation.

The hybrid dragon's wings tore through the rain, its crimson scales leaving scorching trails in the air.

Two alchemical golems locked onto him, their joints spewing out excessively high-temperature steam.

Their engine cores flickered wildly, pushing power to critical levels.

One of them suddenly opened its breastplate, revealing a rotating serrated blade wheel inside, and leaped high into the air, crashing straight into the diving Garus.

The red iron dragon's claws collided with the golem's blade wheel, sending sparks flying.

The shrill sound of metal scraping against metal made creatures within a hundred meters painfully cover their ears, but Garros's offensive did not diminish in the slightest. His left claw gripped the golem's blade wheel tightly, while his right claw pierced through its breastplate, smashing it into several knights. Steel and flesh exploded into mixed fragments in the rain.

As Galus's altitude decreased, more attacks followed.

The Fearless One raised his greatsword and slashed at Garus's neck.

The knight-like alchemical golem raised its heavy black spear, its body glowing with energy patterns like veins, and thrust it toward Garos's heart. The other two also unleashed their own attacks, joining the fray.

at the same time.

The frost giant conjured an ice crystal warhammer in his hand, carrying a chilling aura, and seized the opportunity to smash it into Garros's back while Garros was entangled in battle with the alchemical golem.

This strike was powerful enough to shatter steel, but upon contact with the dragon scales, it was rebounded and sent flying in shards of ice.

Boom! The explosion filled the field of vision.

Galus merely trembled slightly, its tail sweeping like a steel whip, knocking the giant backward and causing it to fall to the ground. The flesh on its chest tore open, revealing its alloy-like breastbone, which was covered in cracks, but it quickly roared and pounced again.

The body, strengthened by necromancy and alchemy, knows nothing of pain.

The monk Baine did not attack directly, but stood guard in front of Edmund. Edmund's heart was pounding, his face was pale, and his mind was blank. He wanted to construct a spell, but he could not concentrate at all and could not even draw out a spell model.

Faced with life and death.

The flowers grown in the greenhouse reveal their true colors; their will is as fragile as paper.

genius?

He was just an ignorant fool, destined to die young.

The knights on the outer perimeter began fighting with the approaching monsters.

Having suffered heavy losses from the previous attack by Garos, the remaining knights were no match for the monster and were struggling to move forward, as if mired in a quagmire.

There is no hope of breaking through.

at the same time.

The twelve-meter-long iron dragon has arrived.

It entered the battle from the side, its muscles taut, and its steel-like body began to spin. Its dragon wings spun and cut into the waist of an alchemical golem, sending it flying. The two tumbled to the ground together.

With a piercing sound of steel being torn apart, the golem's hydraulic oil gushed out like blood.

But this war machine actually clamped down on the Iron Dragon with both arms, its chest armor cracked open, and the dark cannon barrel began to charge, aiming at Sorog.

Just then, a rune, solid as a physical object, pierced through the air and landed on the alchemical golem.

Its movements faltered, it stopped charging, and the arms that had been restraining the iron dragon loosened their grip.

It was Samantha's alchemical magic that affected the golem.

The molten dragon breath, steaming up rain, spewed from Samantha's mouth and slammed into the alchemical golem's chest, causing its armor to turn red-hot, like molten iron. The powerful impact forced it to retreat step by step.

Iron Dragon let out a low growl.

Harden your body!

A deep, dark light instantly enveloped its entire body, making it appear more like it was made of pure steel, and more like a steel beast than the surrounding alchemical golems.

It uses its hardened body as a weapon to launch an attack.

The moment Samantha stopped breathing dragon energy, she crashed into the alchemical golem.

Countless parts were scattered like rain.

The armor, softened by the dragon's breath, was instantly torn apart, and countless parts rained down as the upper body of the alchemical golem was smashed to pieces.

"Crawler! Feel the fear and despair!"

In a short time, the two tore apart the alchemical creations that humans were so proud of. Both the iron dragon and the red dragon were so excited that they roared.

Such a fierce battle was rare in their already long dragon lives.

Having destroyed an alchemical golem, Sorog and Samantha did not bask in the joy of victory. Instead, they shifted their focus to rushing to the aid of Garros, who was being ganged up on head-on, hoping to impress Garros.

But when the focus shifts to the location of Galus.

They were stunned.

Centered on Garros, the two golems had been completely reduced to parts, with wreckage scattered all over the ground. The Dauntless's broken sword was stuck in the ground, its luster gone. Only the battered frost giant and the two broken alchemical golems were still struggling to hold on in front of him.

Galos also paid a price.

In the battle just now, all of his blast scales were knocked off, revealing the inner layer of black and red scales.

Bang!

Garros's fiery claws pierced through the golem's chest, tearing it in half in reverse, and in the blink of an eye, another golem was destroyed.

The frost giant seized the fleeting opportunity, grabbed Garus's right hind leg with both arms, and lifted it off with all his might.

The moment the Red Iron Dragon lost its balance, the last golem attacked from behind, its right arm transforming into a drill that stabbed fiercely into Garus's spine.

At the critical moment, Garus's dragon wings swept back like blades, slicing off half of the golem's body.

But the drill bit still managed to puncture the dragon's scales, leaving a bleeding wound.

Red Iron Dragon's pupils contracted to two thin lines, becoming indifferent and cold, before he abruptly turned his head.

Garus wasn't angry because of the trivial injury, but because he saw the monk lifting the spellcaster by the back of the neck like a chick, carrying him around and leaping about.

Not just knights.

Even golems and giants have to be abandoned.

His slender body contained strength no less than that of a young dragon, and his agility was beyond imagination.

The monk concentrated his energy in his legs and strode across the ground, moving as fast as lightning, even surpassing the full speed of a normal young dragon in the sky.

The monsters surrounded the monk.

Either they've already lost sight of it before they've even gotten close.

Either you can't even see the movements clearly before being sent flying by the powerful punches and kicks.

The Gluttonous Demon Karu chased after the monk with heavy steps, but he was no match for his opponent and could only watch helplessly. After a few steps, he vented his anger on the knights.

The monster knights of the Crimson Iron Cavalry tried to pursue and obstruct them, but they couldn't keep up at all.

Sorog and Samantha spotted the fleeing monks and took to the air to give chase, but they were unable to close the distance and were instead gradually pushed apart.

"These monsters are not as fast as me."

"The knights and golems are all destroyed here, a huge loss, but at least I can bring the young master back alive."

Bain watched Edmund grow up from childhood and regarded him as his own son.

He diverted a portion of his energy to Edmund, preventing Edmund's fragile body from being injured by his high-speed movement.

The monks are incredibly fast, and their health levels surpass those of all the monsters here.

Even if you're carrying a person.

He still managed to break through quickly, leaving the monster horde behind, and ran as fast as he could towards the east where there were garrison troops.

At that very moment.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

A burst of exciting sound, like countless lightning bolts boiling and dancing wildly, rang out.

Bain felt a sudden tightness in his chest. His keen senses, honed over the years, made him feel a sense of danger, and he instinctively turned around to look.

Within sight.

The rugged and powerful red iron dragon was on all fours, crouching low.

The last golem collapsed beneath him, twisted and mangled as if struck by a fierce attack. Only the frost giant golem, formed by necromancy and alchemy, dragged its broken body and launched an attack on the red iron dragon.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Golden lightning burst forth from his body, surging out from between the scales.

Dense, sparkling, dazzling.

His already strong body swelled up even more, his whole body crackling with vibrant golden lightning, his posture and aura making him pale in comparison to his previous appearance.

collapse!

The frost giant's upper body suddenly exploded, smashed by the dragon's claws.

Bain's pupils suddenly contracted.

He withdrew his gaze and squeezed his energy to its limit.

Swift Step!

He moved with the speed and agility of a whirlwind sweeping across the land.

But less than a second later, Bain's internal alarm bells went off, and he paused, shifting sideways.

boom!

The fiery dragon's breath, resembling both lightning and raging flames, struck the spot where he had been standing, blasting a shocking crater into the ground. Numerous arcs of electricity extended along with the rainwater, eventually striking the monk and causing him to feel numb.

The other side.

With a flap of its wings, Garus Dragon plowed scorch marks into the ground with its claws, and its body, wrapped in golden lightning, shot out like a cannonball, skimming close to the ground.

He quickly overtook the Red Dragon and the Iron Dragon.

They arrived faster than expected, charging towards the monks with incredible speed.

The monk, his pupils reflecting the approaching crimson-gold lightning, enveloped Edmund in a ball of energy and hurled him far away.

"run!"

After explaining with just one simple word.

The monk turned around and went to meet Garus instead.

His aura was boiling to its extreme.

Vajra Body!

The energy accumulated in their bodies through years of arduous training burst forth, condensing into a thick bronze color on the monks' skin.

The heart is like still water.

Reflexive dodge.

He used two monk skills on himself at the same time.

In an instant, Garus's dragon claws tore through the rain, the claws wrapped in golden lightning drawing several scorching vacuum trails in the air as they ripped towards the tiny human monks.

Bain remained calm and composed, showing no fear or trembling, and unaffected by the dragon's might. He raised his leg and stomped the ground, instinctively dodging to the side.

Close to the dragon's body, a bronze fist, imbued with extremely concentrated energy, slammed towards the dragon's jaw.

Penetrating strike!

Bang!

The explosive sound of the energy colliding with the dragon scales shattered the raindrops within a ten-meter radius.

Galos's head tilted back slightly from the punch, feeling a penetrating force rush straight to his forehead, making him slightly dizzy. Meanwhile, Bane's bronze-colored right arm shattered inch by inch, revealing the bulging muscles beneath, and his pupils dilated in shock.

He could deliver penetrating blows that could shatter steel, yet he failed to inflict much damage.

Take a deep breath and return to a state of perfect tranquility.

The monk roared and struck Garus's heart with a palm.

Heart-shattering strike!

This attack also carried a tricky force capable of penetrating scales and armor, and it was even stronger than before.

However.

But it only hit the golden afterimage.

Garus was enormous, but in his current state of heightened agility, he displayed terrifying speed, easily keeping up with the attack speed of higher-ranking monks.

He dodged the monk's attack, and with lightning speed, his claw struck the monk's body.

Bang!

Like a kite with a broken string.

The monk coughed up blood and fragments of his internal organs as he flew backward, most of his bronze-colored body cracking.

Even if their life level is higher than Garos', it cannot make up for the difference in race.

Garus was hit by the attack but was not seriously injured. However, his attack directly injured the monk. The reason he was not killed was because Garus was proficient in deflecting force and had a deep and long breath.

The monk who landed did not fall.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, steadied himself, and began to burn his life force, burning the energy he had cultivated over decades, until a layer of illusory flames appeared around his body.

"Evil dragon, come forth!"

With a swift movement, Bane moved closer to Garros.

It seemed that he had used some kind of secret technique similar to blood explosion. At this moment, he surpassed his previous limits and became even faster. He formed more than a dozen afterimages around Garros, launching fierce attacks on joints, scale joints, eyeballs, genital cavities, and other places. He pushed his skills to the limit, and several of his attacks even caused Garros to feel pain.

Speed, agility due to its small size, and quick reflexes.

These are the advantages of warrior monks.

He maximized his strengths.

However.

This cannot make up for the numerical gap.

Furthermore, Galos himself is also proficient in combat skills.

As the afterimages were shattered, the monk's stamina began to decline rapidly. His movements slowed down slightly, revealing an opening, which Garus seized upon in an instant.

Flames and lightning simultaneously erupted from his claws.

The dragon claw, wreathed in flames and lightning, exploded like fire and moved with lightning speed.

As the conditioned reflex was triggered more and more, it gradually became dulled, and there was no time to dodge. The monk concentrated all his energy into his fists and clashed head-on with the dragon claw.

collapse!

His body suddenly shuddered, his protective aura was completely shattered, the skin on the monk's arms cracked inch by inch, and the bones made a cracking sound as they could not bear the weight, until finally both arms exploded.

Instantly separate.

The monk's mangled body rolled to the ground, finally managing to kneel on one knee, his arms shattered, blood pooling beneath him into a small lake, mixing with the rainwater.

By this time, he had burned out, and his body had become extremely withered, his skin covered with wrinkles, resembling an old man on his deathbed, rather than the vigorous middle-aged figure he had before.

In contrast, consider Galus.

This hybrid dragon still possessed a powerful aura, its life force as vigorous as a furnace, with golden lightning flashing across its body like a mane.

"Good skill."

Garus looked down at the monk and made a comment, while the monk died in silence.

"No, don't kill me!"

Edmund cried out in fear from afar.

The red dragon and the iron dragon, one in front and one behind, pawed at him with their sharp claws as if teasing an insect.

Without the protection of the monks, a spellcaster whose legs were trembling with fear, who had never faced danger before, and who could not even concentrate, had no chance of escaping.

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