Chapter 514: The Scene and the Two Dragons

By the time Tally recovered, it was already noon.

Rod hadn't expected it either.

After a few days of cold violence, this guy's threshold had actually dropped to this level.

It was just a peck on the lips.

Heaven knows which relative's memory left these words with her.

He summoned the halfling Lily, the elf Calista, and the drow spider-elf Myuna, several mages.

He had them cooperate to use illusion spells to stage a scene of 'Rod' fighting the 'White Dragon' and then being 'killed'.

This matter also required a few spectators.

The witch Dimia counted as one, but she was in on it; she had merely acted out a scene nearby in advance.

For the sake of the performance's effect.

That day, she also invited some bards from the newspaper, claiming to promote Shi Ying Town's sense of responsibility and strength toward the people, calling on more ambitious individuals to come and help build a new community and so on.

After all, the expansion of Shi Ying Town was not a secret to begin with, plus the threat from Coral Bay.

Such behavior, equivalent to recruiting soldiers and buying horses, naturally seemed perfectly fine to outsiders.

And thus, during the promotion, any accidents and deaths that occurred appeared even more real.

Of course.

Before this, to avoid the girls potentially panicking later, Rod had informed them of this scene in advance within the Chain of Far Speech.

The tiefling girl Cecile was quite excited upon hearing about this scene.

After all, she was of a young girl's age; it was normal to be interested in such events.

To cooperate, she also specially brought some adventurers to accept quests near the stage to serve as spectators.

On the Shi Ying Town side, except for the old gentleman Humbert and Dimia, no one else would know.

On one hand, too many people meant loose lips; on the other, dragons were a race that cultivated agents, and agents would be planted in towns to help with affairs.

Shi Ying Town had now expanded, with many outsiders, so one had to be vigilant.

East of Claw Valley Mountains.

An uninhabited zone three hundred li outside of Mad Wind City.

Rod stood together with the various girls.

Calista, Myuna, and Lily began setting up the ritual for the illusion spells.

"But, what impact does spending effort on this have on the current situation?"

Having learned of this scene, the Banshee Chris, who had decisively skipped work from under Dimia to come watch the fun, asked thus.

She turned her head.

She saw Tally, who was holding Rod's arm, giggling foolishly.

"Yo, you two made up? That's right. This succubus slept with me for two days; as soon as she got into bed, she kept groping, it's so annoying."

"No, this guy's legs are weak and she can't stand; I'm just preventing her from falling. You come support her."

"I won't support her."

But seeing her master's gloomy gaze.

Chris shrank her neck, changed from spirit to physical form, and supported the succubus, who was still emitting a sweet body scent.

Immediately, she let out a wicked laugh:

"I remember this scent is only emitted when she's excited, right? You two were going at it hard just now?"

"What, do you want to join too?"

"No, I'm an undead; I'm not like you physical beings with so many bodily desires... what was that called again? Trace elements within a living body?"

The current magical system already had the concept of biological hormones, proposed by the plague mages who were best at researching the human body and germs.

Although it was still quite shallow for now.

"Inner Mana."

Calista interjected at this moment. "Proposed by the plague mage Whitney Watson, Mage Whitney believes that every race possesses various 'Inner Mana' within their bodies; some can temporarily boost a creature's strength, speed, or endurance in exciting situations; others can be synthesized from ingested food, and long-term excess leads to negative effects like fatigue and decreased immunity."

"And what Chris mentioned, namely lust like a beastman's mating season, is the 'Inner Mana' that naturally arises in most races for the sake of reproduction."

She glared at the Banshee with a sour face.

"According to the theory of Inner Mana, undead cannot conceive, so naturally they do not possess the 'Inner Mana' of lust, but someone's 【Charming Fluid】 still works; I suppose this theory is still open to debate."

Chris's face turned slightly red from what she said.

She fanned the air and stubbornly said, "Does it?"

Then she quickly changed the subject, looking at Rod. "Hey, you haven't told us yet what impact spending effort on this has on the current situation."

"What did you call me?"

"... Master, I said Master."

"Hmph."

Of course.

This 'killing scene' was not solely for scamming money.

It was more for the two dragons of Coral Bay to see.

For the black dragon Mikhail, it was to strengthen the will of this sinister and cowardly fellow, to give him confidence so he wouldn't flee at the critical moment.

For the red dragon Nas, it was to give him a concrete target, and also to prevent him from going mad and affecting Shi Ying Town.

Red dragons, naturally arrogant, were just one step away from having 'Heaven is big, Earth is big, I am the biggest' written on their foreheads.

If he didn't see it with his own eyes, he would probably still have doubts.

Very soon.

After all, it was the coordination of two top-tier mages, Lily and Kali.

The ritual for the illusion spell had already been set up.

To make the physical performance appear realistic.

Rod, as the 'White Dragon', would naturally take the field himself, while Tally would transform into Rod's likeness to fight.

After Sharon and Cecile of the Canine Tribe, who were accompanying Dimia, notified that the audience was ready,

the curtain rose with a dragon roar that shook the heavens.

White Dragon and human.

Ambush and roar.

Frost and steel body.

The sky was a canvas where sword light and dragon scales intersected.

A ferocious predator and a tragic, desperate ranger.

Afterwards, they fell under the oncoming breath.

Black Scar Mountain.

Red Dragon Nas, his eyes tearing with rage, crashed into Black Dragon Mikhail.

Beneath the thick scales glowing with a deep red light like molten lava lay contours of solid, hard muscles; his towering body, as massive as a hill, stirred gusts of fierce wind simply by moving.

Let alone a furious collision.

Black Dragon Mikhail let out a muffled and painful roar from his throat.

He was not as strong as Red Dragon Nas; his entire body was knocked down, and his weight of dozens of tons directly crushed a small hill.

Mikhail felt deeply guilty.

But his treacherous nature gave him a naturally outstanding talent for acting.

He was seen roaring unwillingly:

"Red Dragon Nas! You have pushed me too far! Do not think I dare not fight you head-on!"

Red Dragon Nas roared once.

A dragon claw slammed fiercely onto the Black Dragon.

Intense sparks erupted between the dragon claw and the scales, scattering in all directions.

The immense force made Mikhail feel fear and humiliation, and this body, which had just stood up, was knocked to the ground again.

"The ** (dragon curse) has nothing to do with me! How the ** (dragon curse) could I know the situation of your treasury!"

But at the same time,

he sensed that Red Dragon Nas was merely seeking him out to vent his anger and had no intention at all of using his deadly breath ability.

Everything inside the treasury was his savings accumulated over many years.

The day before, Mikhail had just gone to demand money; after failing, the treasury was stolen the very next day.

Any dragon with normal intelligence would have suspected something.

Fortunately, White Dragon buddy had shown off a dragon roar to purify the weather that he did not know.

Otherwise, it would not have been a melee of this degree now.

Precisely because of this,

he had to display emotions of grievance and anger.

Mikhail chose to counterattack in rage.

While falling, he twisted his body and smashed his tail whip against Red Dragon's side, knocking him off balance.

The counterattack also initiated a wrestling match between the two dragons.

Bang, bang, bang.

It could be said that every punch landed on flesh.

Not far away,

Natalie, the leader of the Dark Elf Black Moon Clan sitting on the hillside, watched the two dragons brawling with cold eyes.

With the theft of the treasury,

one of her trump cards, Lilith's physical blood drop, was consequently lost.

Such an item that forcibly enhances charm ability is rare and hard to come by, especially when Lilith, the ancestor of the succubi, has been missing for many years.

"Truly useless."

The White Dragon in Mikhail's mouth?

Natalie was very suspicious.

Leaving aside the fact that Twilight Hills is not large, the appearance of a White Dragon is itself a mystery.

Something that big appearing could not possibly be hidden from people.

Furthermore,

White Dragons have the lowest intelligence among the five-colored dragons.

Yet this White Dragon displayed no small amount of strategy, even managing to sweep away all the treasures in the treasury without anyone noticing.

Fake? No White Dragon at all? Did Mikhail lie?

But that dragon roar was not faked.

She could not tell, but Nas, as a Red Dragon, could not be mistaken.

Could it be...

Someone in Twilight Hills is cooperating with a White Dragon?

Natalie's seductive eyes half-closed, revealing a hint of enchanting charm that could overthrow the world.

If one were to talk about people who had it in for Coral Bay or the dragons, Shi Ying Town would absolutely count as one.

And among them, that Forester was the most tenacious and the most reckless of the lot.

This fellow was ferociously unusual — with only seventh-tier strength, he had dared to face the black dragon Mikhail head-on all by himself.

Don't look at Mikhail now being pressed and beaten by the red dragon Nas.

But that's because this is a red dragon!

A mid-eighth-tier black dragon — forget seventh-tier, even two or three eighth-tiers in an encounter wouldn't expect to take it down cleanly.

Yet in the end, not only did he not die, he even wounded one of Mikhail's dragon wings, impairing its ability to fly.

This was an utterly unheard-of, exaggerated feat!

"Rod. Could it be you."

Natalie thought of Rod's handsome face and strong build.

Involuntarily, her pink tongue-tip swept across her full, supple lips.

As her lower belly grew hot, killing intent blazed from her eyes.

Kill him she should, kill him she must.

But the man was a fine man.

Tasting him before he died wasn't out of the question.

"Roar————"

It was at this very moment.

A violent dragon roar drifted from far to near, faintly reaching the ears of the one person and two dragons present.

Making them all freeze for a beat.

The dragon roar had traveled from far away, and by the time it reached here it was already not very distinct.

But the three present were no ordinary folk — they sensed it almost the instant it propagated here.

Looking into the distance.

The thick clouds on the horizon had already exploded apart with a rumble, clearing out a large stretch of clear blue sky.

"A dragon roar that clears the weather"

Mikhail glanced in that direction, seeming to think of something, and a flash of joy flickered subtly across his face.

He had originally been afraid the red dragon Nas would notice.

But this fellow overhead suddenly let out a furious roar.

Spread his wings and beat them hard, rising into the sky, and swiftly heading off in that direction.

However, judging from the strength of the dragon roar's propagation, it was clearly from a fairly distant place — given a giant dragon's flying speed.

By the time he arrived, the place would long since be empty.

(End of chapter)