Chapter 57 The Value of the Fairy Dragon
The night was illuminated by the glittering dust, and the surrounding area was instantly as bright as day, dispelling the darkness and shadows.
However, this only lasted for a moment.
Galos's enormous and powerful dragon wings stirred up a strong wind, scattering the shimmering dust and sending countless points of light flying in all directions like fireflies, the blinding white light shattering into fragments.
He narrowed his eyes, his dragon pupils rising to lock onto the fairy dragon in front of him.
call!
Sand and stones flew everywhere, with gravel and withered branches flying in all directions.
Garus ruthlessly sliced the trees blocking his path in half and chased after the fairy dragon in a straight line.
The fairy dragon glided lightly across the treetops.
Hearing the approaching, immense sound coming from behind, its silvery-gray butterfly wings fluttered, producing a melodious sound, like water flowing over a snow-capped mountain peak.
Illusionary Sound Technique!
The sound drilled into Galos's ears, causing his mind to tremble and the scenery before him to begin to distort and become disorienting.
The stones scattered on the ground and the towering trees around them seemed to come alive, growing arms and legs and hopping and swaying in place, while their newly grown mouths sang out shrill nursery rhymes, creating a bizarre and grotesque scene.
"Illusion?!"
Galos felt a chill run down his spine, and he stretched out his claws and slammed them heavily onto his head.
In the absence of corresponding countermeasures, physical blows to one's own head can, to some extent, suppress the effects of illusions.
Bang!
Galos's head jolted, and he felt slightly dizzy.
Under the impact of dizziness, the jumbled nursery rhymes in my ears disappeared, and the bouncing stones and trees stopped and returned to their original state.
Taking advantage of the illusion's distraction of Garus, the fairy dragon Vera escaped even further.
It weaved through the treetops, its tail curling around a branch to sway its body, and then tossed three small bear dolls woven from tan fur toward Garus.
Phantom Marionette!
The moment the doll fell, it suddenly swelled into a three-headed, roaring bear and pounced on Garus.
These bears are so lifelike, and their movements are accompanied by a deep, powerful sound, as if they were alive.
"This little thing has quite a few fancy tricks up its sleeve."
Galos raised his right wing, which swept across several bears like a giant guillotine, cleaving them in two, but they remained unmoved and continued to pounce on Galos.
The red iron whelp neither dodged nor evaded, allowing the bear's attack to hit it and then pass through its body.
Whoosh!
The fine scales on the dragon's wings rubbed together, scattering a dense shower of sparks. Garus smashed into three phantom bears, turning them back into fur.
With its speed greatly increased, Garus flew at high speed at low altitude and approached the Fairy Dragon in the blink of an eye.
With a outstretched claw, Garus grabbed the small body of the fairy dragon.
However, it didn't feel like I had grasped the real thing.
Garus stopped, opened his claws, and saw only some pollen-like stuff in his palms, no sign of the fairy dragon.
He raised his head and scanned his surroundings, but could not find the fairy dragon. He lowered his body, spread his dragon wings, and carefully sensed the vibrations in the air, but still found nothing.
I paced back and forth for a while.
Galos angrily slapped the ground with its tail, creating furrows, venting its rage for a few minutes before soaring into the sky and disappearing into the dark night.
After he left.
About half an hour later.
The fairy dragon Vera, who was hiding in a crevice of a rock, breathed a sigh of relief. Her invisibility and concealment spells had reached their end, and her cat-like body was revealed.
"You slow-witted, stupid dragon, you must be furious that you can't catch me."
Its mood brightened again, and its previous tension and fear vanished.
Red dragons and iron dragons are both skilled in direct combat, savage and powerful, but neither of them are the type with keen senses. The senses of a red-iron hybrid dragon are probably not outstanding either.
The fairy dragon felt that his fear seemed unnecessary.
If I had been more careful from the beginning and focused on casting and maintaining invisibility and breath concealment, that stupid half-dragon would never have been able to find me. I was only discovered before because I scared myself.
"If it still lives in Bear Ridge."
"Next time I'm going to sneak up on it, steal its dragon scales, or when it's sleeping and resting, I'll stuff a stinky flower up its nostrils, sprinkle some ash on it, and get my revenge!"
The fairy dragon Vera has lived in the Fairy Wilderness for many years, inhabiting the land with other friendly spirit creatures. She dislikes fighting and killing, and this is the greatest malice one can imagine.
They crawled out from the cracks in the rocks.
The fairy dragon rejoiced at his wicked plan for revenge.
Just imagining the dragon being sneezed or even vomited from the stench made it roll around on the leaf-strewn ground, laughing so hard it was practically sprawled out, its belly exposed as it looked up at the sky.
Then, the fairy dragon's smile froze.
It saw a red meteor falling from the sky.
No, it wasn't a real meteor, but a red iron dragon that drew out dense sparks as its wings flapped, resembling a crimson meteor.
It accelerated by swooping down from high altitude, reaching unparalleled speeds far exceeding those of its previous low-altitude pursuit. Its pair of wings, resembling terrifying giant blades, cleaved through the night, emitting a shriek that sent shivers down the spirit dragon's spine.
The fairy dragon's smile froze and disappeared.
It was transferred to Garoth's dragon face.
He smiled, his face full of menace: "Little thing, the chase game ends here."
The fairy dragon flapped its wings and took flight again, but less than two seconds later, it was grabbed by Garos, who was rushing over at lightning speed. This time, it was its true form. Its magic energy was almost used up during its escape, and it could no longer use the consuming illusion technique.
"Waaah, I'll never be curious again."
Grasped by sharp claws, a sense of danger and oppression surged from all directions. The fairy dragon's eyes welled up with tears, and it began to sob, pleading with Garus, "Please, let me go. I swear, I will never retaliate by stuffing stinky flowers up your nose."
Garus lowered his eyes and scrutinized the fairy dragon.
Judging from its size, it should be an adult.
but.
The process of a fairy dragon reaching adulthood is quite different from that of other dragons.
Fairy dragons have short lifespans; they are considered adults when they are over 20 years old. Moreover, adult dragons do not have high life levels, around level 6, but they are very good at escaping and saving their lives.
"Its speech is childish and its mind is not mature. It is not like a dragon over 20 years old. Instead, it is like a fledgling dragon under six years old. Its origin must be abnormal."
Galos thought to himself.
"As you can see, I am not an evil dragon."
He said to the fairy dragon.
Not an evil dragon? The fairy dragon was taken aback for a moment, then quickly nodded and echoed, "Yes, yes, Vera could tell at a glance that you are not an evil dragon, but a kind and benevolent dragon."
Galos smiled and said, "So, I won't kill you."
Before the fairy dragon could get excited, he paused, then changed the subject, saying, "But you still need to pay the price for offending me."
The fairy dragon's illusion magic can train one's mental resistance.
There are too few ferocious beasts and monsters in the wilderness that possess illusion magic, and there are not many illusionists in civilized society either. Now that we have caught a fairy dragon that knows illusion magic, we must exploit it severely and use it to train its evolutionary mental resistance.
in addition.
Fairy dragons themselves also have value.
It was mentioned in the section on inheritance.
The scales on its butterfly-like wings can stimulate the spirit of living beings, repair mental fatigue and tension, and improve perception, reaction, and mental strength. It is also effective on other dragons of the same kind, and even more so on other creatures.
(End of this chapter)
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