A boiling volcano, the red dragon soaked its entire body in lava, leaving only its head floating out.
I don't know where it left the habit, it always felt bad about soaking its eyes, mouth, and nose in the water.
Though those around it were not water, but the dragon's breath it spewed daily.
It didn't remember at all why it was here, and only vaguely remembered that a very important voice had told it to do so in the first place.
The consciousness was muddled, always feeling as if it had forgotten something, but whenever it tried to recall it, a sharp pain came from the fiery heart in its chest.
So other than spitting and soaking, it just doesn't want to move at all.
Until snowflakes fall from the sky...
Snowflake...
In the lava, the head tilted up, its vertical pupils confused for a moment.
There was an inexplicable impulse in the mind that kept urging it to go out and make sure.
Then a bright red head emerged from the crater and looked curiously from side to side.
"Put-!!!"
The hundreds of crossbows that had long been set up outside collapsed in unison with a popping sound.
Sharp and heavy fine gold crossbow guns, each of which glowed with a dark red luster, were all enchanted with superb slaying spells, and then propelled by the metal machinery carefully crafted and assembled by the sequence of artisans, they erupted with astonishing explosive power, and the sharp guns and crossbows seemed to be instantaneous, and they enveloped that dragon's head in the blink of an eye.
"Anon ----!"
Then a shocking roar came, and all one could see was a rain of gunshots flying in sheets of bullets.
The red dragon's neck and neck were bloodied by the fine gold crossbow lance.
Fina, who was observing with her True Eye, narrowed her eyes and said quickly, "It's completely hopeless, their attack of this intensity only cracked 6 scales of the others..."
She said as she took out the few remaining space fragments.
"We can get ready to run..."
Just as the voice fell, an earth-shattering explosion came from the other side of the crater.
"Boom!!!"
Rocks exploded in the sky, and a crimson body filled with terrifying oppression shot up from the narrow exit that could no longer accommodate it.
The clouds were dyed black by thick smoke, the hundred-meter-long red body, a pair of dragon wings that covered the sky unfolded with a 'hoo' sound, endless pressure blasted the face, the air instantly froze, and all the creatures froze their bodies and did not move at all.
Fearless morale vanished outright, and the mage's pre-prepared mind defense was crushed in an instant.
Dragon of the Sky, Dragon of Destruction, Dragon of Disaster...
At this moment, people finally realized how terrifying the giant dragons recorded in the epics were.
The heart was clenched tightly by the invisible pressure, and it was difficult to even continue beating, the body stiffened, the blood qi solidified, and in an instant, all the war horses died violently.
Archduke Lei Zhe turned his head with difficulty, his mouth opened as if he wanted to say something to boost his morale, but he realized that no sound could come out of his throat.
Fina's eyes narrowed and she said with some stiffness, ''This is already an adult-level red dragon! Run run run run .... Don't hesitate!"
"Again... Again... Wait..."
Evelea looked dead at the red dragon in the sky.
A horrible red light erupted in his chest like a trumpet announcing the end times, spreading inch by inch up the slender neck of his collar.
This fear of watching themselves die intensified the reign of the dragon's might, and people froze their bodies that couldn't move, tears streaming down their faces, and their limbs constantly trembling.
Move it, move it quickly!
"Anon ----!"
Endless red light enveloped down with that roar, and in that instant, ninety percent of the people in the military formation went to meet their ancestors.
A sea of dueling fire fell to the sky, igniting the air, the nearby river of lava boiled, and the temperature at the center of the spit was unknown, and in moments there was nothing left of it.
Terrorist high temperature in the lower part of the formation of airflow rapidly rising fire field, the outside air constantly fills in the formation of gale force winds, wind-assisted fire, fire, and wind might. Those who were on the edge of the spit luckily escaped a disaster, their whole body began to melt, not as good as directly into the sea of fire the pain, only to see them erupt from the high temperature of the living baked, a fire-resistant equipment did not play a role, but like the red iron juice pouring its body, the red light resounded with endless wailing and screaming, hell on earth is no better than this.
After countless bursts, the previously formidable army was instantly wiped out, leaving only a miserable shambles.
Deep red, scorched black, death...
At the very back of the military formation, the remaining dozen or so Guardian Knights fled in disarray without looking back, and the three women mixed in with them soon parted ways with them and fled in another direction.
It wasn't until the extraordinarily tenacious metal wagon was flattened by a foot that the fleeing group scattered out into several more streams.
We all know what we're doing, and we're just trying to stay alive.
"Come on come on come on!"
Evelea kept urging the warlock to open the space, occasionally turning back to watch. The red dragon's crimson pupils were locked in a deadly gaze as they came charging in stride.
"Why is it chasing us?"
Evelea, for the millionth time, saw the red light come back on behind her, and all she could do was make a headlong attempt to block it.
"Error!"
The spit suddenly stalled, and the red dragon held a mouthful of flame, confused for a moment.
For a moment, it was as if it had forgotten how to exhale.
Evelea quickly turned her head.
"Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!"
"Anon ----!"
There was only a two-second pause before the shocking roar and red light came pouring in from behind, and Phyllis, whose heart had stopped suddenly, seemed to have vaguely seen that her grandfather, who had already passed away...
A delicate hand reached out from the space door and dragged her, who was frozen and motionless by the dragon's might, in viciously.
The dragon's breath dispersed, and the inexplicably angry red dragon also stomped hard at the place where those few people disappeared as if whisking them away wasn't enough, and they had to be stomped to death to relieve their anger.
It then turned its head, and all of that anger was vented on the dozen or so knights who were fleeing in disarray on the hillside.
"Anon ----!"
...
The Red Dragon's crusade failed, and the Archduke and thousands of knights of the Kingdom were killed in action, with none of them known to have survived. The Kingdom of Onia suffered heavy losses and was constantly thwarted in the face of the Crescent Moon Kingdom's new invasion.
The Crater has officially renamed the Scorched Rock Hell and is listed as the fifth most dangerous life-forbidden zone in Ruin.
But because the red dragon was lazy and stayed out of the volcano all day, it instead attracted a lot of adventurers who weren't afraid of death to cower and feel their way in to collect those precious materials infested with the dragon species' scent.
Far from the myths and epics of Celine, Witcher, who has taken care of all the aftermath, also stowed away on an airboat flight to Loran.
Armed with a Loran dictionary, he improvised the pronunciation of that land's language.
"Is this what you call being a good boy?"
Qishi, who was holding a glass of red wine, had been waiting for a long time and caught it straight away.
She looked faintly at Witcher who was ready to run away with a black cat.