Chapter 338 Bloody Blade (I)

Beside an inconspicuous hill in the battlefield, the seriously injured silver dragon was lying on the ground, dying.

Olivia closed her eyes tightly, uttering painful groans and muffled groans.

The slender body of more than ten meters long curled up into a ball, and the chaotic fog spread along the wound on the wings to all parts of the body, continuously eroding her flesh and blood.

Suddenly, the silver light fell, dispelling the abyss energy. Another golden beam of light descended, causing the wound to slowly heal and grow new flesh.

Cassius pinched the "Bahamut Wind" with his claws, and cast the dragon's life spell, standing silently beside the silver dragon.

After a moment of silence, he asked:

"Why did you do this?"

Olivia opened her eyes with difficulty, and her blue-gray eyes were full of stubbornness: "I once swore in my heart that I would save you."

"I am not a liar like you."

The words were intermittent, but very firm.

"Naive, overestimating one's own abilities, claiming to be a savior, you have all the stubborn characteristics, or virtues, of the silver dragon race."

"But... you are really silly and cute."

Kasius looked at the young silver dragon who was deceived by him and suffered a miserable fate, but stepped forward to save him in a critical moment, with a complicated expression.

His light golden vertical pupils flickered slightly, and I don't know what he was thinking.

Olivia's eyelids trembled, she bent her neck slightly, trying to raise her head to see the red dragon's expression, but finally she lay down on the ground powerlessly.

"Well, is it all over?"

"It will be over soon."

Kasius replied calmly.

As if getting a satisfactory answer, the silver dragon's eyelids finally couldn't hold up, trembling a few times and slowly closed.

Olivia fell into a deep coma, and her bruised body rose and fell slightly with her breathing. She was too tired.

The red dragon flapped its wings again, and a hideous look inadvertently passed across his face.

"But before that, we need to catch a few mice hiding in the dark."

In the gap of the main material world, in the extra-dimensional space temporarily created by the caster.

"Are you crazy?"

"You must see clearly! That red dragon defeated the famous 'Silver Wing' Osedro head-on!"

"Hundreds of thousands of gold coins are not enough for us to pay the price of our lives, not to mention that our dear employer was taken away by an abyss demon!"

An anxious female voice sounded.

The speaker was a plump woman in a white robe. That was Ingrid Garces, a legendary priest of light affiliated with the "Blood Blade".

Dex Yanjin clenched the giant sword in his hand, and said in a deep voice with a burning gaze:

"He did defeat Osedro, but that doesn't mean he still has this power now!"

"The red dragon has experienced such an intense battle, and I'm afraid it is almost exhausted. This is our best chance to kill the dragon!"

"Think about it, this is the dragon that defeated Osedro and is known as the 'Dragon Prince' of Tiamat!"

"Once his head is cut off, our names will be recorded in history, and the reputation of the Bloody Blade will spread throughout the continent of Fianso and even the entire multiverse! We will become heroes of the justice camp, and even His Majesty Amaunator will personally extend an olive branch to us!"

Dex's voice became more and more rapid and excited, as if he had imagined the glorious and beautiful future.

The members of the Bloody Blade looked through the magic image and saw that the red dragon was indeed covered with wounds and was listless, and it seemed that it was no longer as powerful as before.

The tall man with naked upper body and red tattoos all over his body also picked up the battle axe, and hot air came out of his nostrils - that was the legendary barbarian Rano.

"Boss, I listen to you!"

"Isn't it just a bigger red dragon? I can kill him anyway!"

Ingrid frowned slightly, she still felt uneasy, and questioned again: "Even if we really succeed in slaying the dragon, how can we get out of here? There are thousands of dragon vein followers here!"

Dex said proudly: "We have legendary spellcasters here."

Klein, wearing a blue-black robe, stroked the crystal ball of true knowledge in his hand and said softly: "There is no spellcaster who can cast the nine-ring spell among the followers of the red dragon. If I want to leave, they can't stop me."

"They can't catch the shadow either."

A shadow gradually rose and turned into a thin human figure in black shirt - that was the legendary ranger, the dark tracker Grom Dursley, the most mysterious existence in the "Blood Blade".

Dex looked around at everyone in the team, then turned to look at Ingrid who looked hesitant: "How about it?"

"Take a gamble with us."

"This red dragon has created endless evil and war, and now is the best chance to kill it!"

The eyes of the vengeful knight flickered.

Although he was a mercenary pursuing profit, he also remembered his oath and would not let go of any villain, not to mention that this could bring him fame and money?

"You bunch of lunatics, gamblers."

Ingrid was silent for a long time before she uttered a word.

Suddenly, the female priest widened her eyes, her face suddenly turned pale, and even her voice trembled a little.

"You, you look there."

"He seems to have discovered us!"

Ingrid stretched out a trembling finger and pointed at the magic image behind Desk.

The red dragon was grinning fiercely, and the eyes in the pale golden vertical pupils seemed to penetrate the space barrier and look at her from a distance.

Ingrid was very sure.

That was the look of a hunter looking at his prey.

Desk frowned, crossed his arms, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Ingrid, are you too suspicious?"

Grom also chuckled and echoed: "We are in the different dimension created by Klein. Even legendary spellcasters can hardly detect our existence, let alone find our traces."

Then, there was a sudden change.

"Boom--"

A deafening roar sounded, followed by the sound of rags being torn.

The people of "Blood Blade" did not expect this sudden change and seemed a little panicked, but the rich experience of legendary professionals still made them quickly prepare for all battles to deal with the arrival of powerful enemies.

Ingrid raised her scepter, releasing a dazzling light; Dex grew wings on his back, turning into an angel of revenge surrounded by aura; Lano roared loudly, becoming an original warrior with runes surging all over his body; Grom was surrounded by wisps of supernatural shadows.

Everyone looked up and took a breath of cold air.

The red dragon tore the membrane of the world with its claws, creating a huge, jagged crack at the top of this different dimension.

The huge dragon head just probed into it, looking down at them, and the light golden vertical pupils seemed to be burning with flames.

"Hello."

"Long-lost dragon slayer."