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Dragon of Natural Disaster

If you were given a chance to be reborn, what would you want you to be? A dragon! A giant dragon! Would you like to be a good metal dragon? A neutral gemstone dragon? Or an evil five-coloured dragon? Of course you're an ancestral dragon with invincible power and recklessness! I want to be the god of all creatures! The one and only Lord! Their ancestor! Their ancestor! No creature can defy me!

Lurk11 · Fantasia
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Chapter 67: The Day to Slay the Dragon is Today

So it was, three days later.

The Orcs, then, began to return to the Greenwood with the spellcasters they had recruited from the Green City.

The number of people was not small, as many as thirty-six.

The power of Gintar proved to be endless.

The youngest of them was Amos, while the oldest was already forty or fifty years old, and their strength was uneven.

The weakest, Amos, was only at level 1, while the strongest was at a full level 12.

At level 12, they were already high-level spellcasters, but even such spellcasters could not resist the temptation of 200 gintals! Willing to face the dragon head on to try and get those gintals!

The Orcs were satisfied with the recruitment of these talents, and they believed that it would be enough to deliver to their masters.

After nearly a week's return journey, they finally returned to the Greenwood.

Thirty-six spellcasters, too, had finally met their employers head-on.

They were as described in the rumours, with black scales on their backs, red scales on their chests and bellies, a crimson glow like a stream of magma shimmering in the crevices of the scales, and extremely strong and powerful looking limbs.

The neck is much shorter than that of the commonly recorded gargoyles, with hideous horns and a pair of fishy red eyes that look somewhat terrifying, constantly scanning all the spellcasters, as if sizing them up.

He nodded repeatedly, seemingly pleased with the group of spellcasters.

The dragon was also about as long as it was rumoured to be.

Behind it, 20 to 30 metres away, stood a group of about 30 Orcs and about 20 Elves.

These Orcs were clad in animal skirts and held bone and wooden weapons.

The elves were the same, with a poor look on their faces!

Not very strong at first glance.

Among the spellcasters, a burly one and a bald one looked at each other and both could not help but smile.

Very good! Just as expected!

This dragon! Not even an adult! Even among adolescents, it probably wasn't that big!

It didn't look very powerful either!

With the corners of his mouth gently hooked up, the bald caster suddenly pulled out a handful of grey sand from his pocket and casually raised it.

The next moment, along with a soft sound, the sand turned into a black mist that filled a hundred metres around, obscuring everyone's vision!

Many spell casters, even using spells to enhance their vision, were useless in this mist.

These black mists have the effect of blocking the detection of spells!

Of course, the main thing was to block the sight of the dragon!

When everyone thought of this, they were all startled.

They seemed to realise that something was wrong.

Just then a loud roar rang out.

"Honoured spellcasters! The day to slay the dragon is today!

A dragon, no more than a youth, has taken over the trade routes and plundered the merchants! He has done nothing but evil!

How dare you bully us! Let us join forces to kill him today! Let's bring peace to this world!"

"That's right! Kill this evil dragon! If we kill him! We will get his treasure! That's tens of thousands of treasures!

With this treasure! We'll be completely free! We can have whatever we want!"

Another man followed suit.

The hearts of the spellcasters in the room were pounding.

Before they could say anything else.

The light of the spell shone through the mist and several spells were blasted in the direction where the dragon had just been, making a loud boom.

Many of the spell casters saw this and their hearts jumped wildly.

Their minds were all filled with the sight of themselves lying amidst tens of thousands of gentar, laughing maniacally!

Some used summoning spells, some used protection spells, some used gain spells, and some directly blasted at the dragon with their spells!

There was a surge of elements and a constant clanging and pounding sound.

"Damned spell casters! How dare you attack my Lord! I'll crack your skull to pieces!"

The roar of Gew Shattered Skull rang out at that moment.

But before he could make a move, Rand's roar also rang out at that moment.

"Get out of my way, all of you! These spellcasters! They're mine! I'll crush them all to a pulp!"

As the words fell, a terrible hurricane of wind swept through the area.

In just a few breaths, the entire mist was dispersed.

The crowd of spellcasters could see that the dragon was now stirring its huge wings, and a hurricane of wind was constantly attacking them!

Some of the weaker ones actually kept retreating under this force!

A few spells, even before they got close to the dragon, skewed their direction and landed under the dragon's body, on its side, etc. ...

The appearance of the giant dragon did not look any different from just now, only a little more hideous.

The black mist from earlier did not seem to bother the dragon in any way either.

But the spellcasters took the opportunity to get ready.

Amongst the group of figures dressed in spell robes, there were a few more skeletal frames.

Some of these skeletons were shield-wielding, sword-wielding, and some were riding bone horses.

It did not look like they were to be messed with.

Clearly they were undead warriors summoned by some mage.

There were also several huge earth elementals, about three metres tall and made of soil, which were majestic and weighed at least a tonne, making them an extremely difficult bunch to deal with.

They are the best of the warriors and have the strength to rival the average hill giant.

Then there were the water elementals, less than two metres tall and covered in water, which constantly twisted their arms enough to shoot arrows as powerful as those of an elven archer.

"Go! Kill the dragon!!!"

A bald-headed spellcaster shouted, and with a wave of his hand, several water elementals waved their arms.

Several water elementals waved their arms and a cloud of water bubbles shot out and blasted the dragon!

The other spellcasters followed suit, using spells to blast at the dragon!

Ice arrows, acid, magic missiles, even a weak light, a retardation ray.

"Stupid, pathetic spellcasters! You are! You are seeking your own death!!!"

The dragon roared once more, and its terrifying power erupted as it pounced on the many spellcasters! Several spellcasters got stuck on their way to cast their spells.

At the same time, he charged towards the spellcasters with a fierce gesture!

A few low-level spells hit the dragon, sending sparks into the air, but not slowing it down even a bit!

Only when a few rays hit him does his body freeze for a moment!

This dragon was far more resistant to spells than the spellcasters had expected!

This caused many spellcasters to retreat to the sides in shock!

Seeing this, one of the strongest spellcasters shouted.

"Don't be afraid! This is only a young dragon! My earth element is here! I can definitely hold it off!"

"Oooooooooooooo!!!"

With a grotesque roar, several three-metre-tall, powerful earth elementals stride in the dragon's path!

But the dragon didn't even look at them, his red, burning eyes were fixed on the mages in their place!

They were chilled to the bone.