Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Robert rode on a horse and followed at the back of the army.

On both sides of him, dozens of soldiers were struggling to push the heavy dragon-killing crossbow. The huge wheels on the crossbow seat slowly turned, making a harsh metal friction sound.

"Grey Eagle" Schroeder also rode a black horse and followed Robert.

"This damn place is getting hotter and hotter."

Robert wiped the sweat off his body and complained.

He asked the staff officer: Why is the army moving so slowly? How long will it take us to pass the Throat of Trier? "

The staff officer replied in a deep voice: "Sir, our army has just experienced a bloody battle, and it is normal to move slower. "

"Sir Robert!"

"We found a stone wall in front, blocking the Throat of Trier. "

The messenger rushed over and reported in a hurry.

"What?"

"How is this possible? The other side just passed through. "Robert's face was full of disbelief.

Schlaude said solemnly: "It's a spellcaster. There are advanced spellcasters in the Burning Embers Nest. If I'm not mistaken, it should be Stone Wall, a five-ring energy spell that can create an indestructible rock wall."

"It seems that the other party has long anticipated that we will catch up and has prepared countermeasures in advance."

"What should we do?"

Robert was already a little panicked, sweat pouring down his forehead.

Schlaude said in a deep voice: "Sir, don't worry, this stone wall can be destroyed, and even if the other party is a great wizard, it is difficult to maintain this spell for a long time."

"That's good, that's good. "

Robert muttered to himself.

He took out his handkerchief again and wiped the sweat from his head.

Compared to when the coalition forces first entered, the Trier Valley is now like a hot furnace. I don't know why the weather here is so complicated and changeable.

Robert can even smell the smell of burnt dust in the air.

Wait--

Fire?

Heat?

The red dragon is known as the "Volcano Dragon".

Thinking of this, and thinking of the sudden withdrawal of the Burning Embers Legion and the fact that the red dragon has never appeared, Robert suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Unfortunately, his premonitions are usually very effective.

"My lord."

The voice of the staff officer next to him trembled a little.

Robert's meditation was interrupted. He looked to his side and asked impatiently: "What's the matter?"

"You, turn around and take a look."

"You'll know. "

The staff officer's tone was desperate and tearful.

Robert finally realized that something was wrong. He turned his head while riding on his horse, and then fell off his horse in shock.

He collapsed to the ground, looking up at the sky in despair.

"Tempus above"

Flames, endless flames.

I saw half of the sky in the distance dyed orange, the horizon turned into a hot, jumping line of fire, and large patches of thick smoke rolled up, gradually covering the earth.

Hurricanes roared from the southwest, and corpses on the battlefield were overturned. Locust-like broken body parts were blown into the air, flying over the fire and ignited by the heat wave, turning into nutrients for the flames, and falling into burning fireballs.

And in the center of the fire -

A huge red dragon slowly flapped its wings.

The red dragon was like the incarnation of flames and the heart of the vast fire. Every time it flapped its wings, the flames experienced a breath and beat, becoming more vigorous.

"Schlaude"

"Is this also an illusion? "This is a question that does not require an answer. Robert looked up at the sky, his face flushed by the fire. He could even feel the hot air and the smell of sulfur. Schroeder did not answer, but stared blankly into the distance, muttering in disbelief: "Manipulate the weather..." "Eight rings, that's an eight-ring spell!" The gray-robed wizard screamed as if he was in a frenzy. The soldiers of the coalition were also shocked by this terrible and grand scene. They cried, wailed, and prayed in despair, but in front of this endless sea of ​​fire, nothing could help. "Gods..." "This is hell." "No..." "How could we be enemies with such an existence! "

The road ahead has been blocked by an indestructible stone wall, and behind is an endless flame.

If you want to survive, you can only pray to the gods to personally perform miracles and quell the disaster, but this has never happened in the thousands of years of the Third Age.

In other words, this is a complete dead end.

This is a purgatory filled with flames!

"Roar--"

Casius was in the boiling flames and let out a grand and powerful roar.

"Ignorant human..."

"I am the flame, I am death! "I will bring you complete burning——" The high heat continued to increase, forming columnar hot air currents. Countless fire dragons tumbled, jumped, rolled, and circled from the ground to the air. The southwest wind blew harder and harder, forming a strong centripetal force, rolling all objects such as weeds, corpses, flames, and ashes into the sky. Countless fire dragons merged into a huge fire tornado, circling over the Trier Valley with a radius of dozens of miles. The world seemed to be torn open by a huge crack. The red dragon slowly flapped its wings in the hundred-meter-high pillar of fire connecting the sky and the earth. Every time he flapped his wings, the fire tornado became more vigorous and stronger.

Fire tornadoes raged across the land, burning everything.

The coalition forces have no way out.

Robert got up from the ground as if he had just woken up from a dream. He looked up at the red dragon in the sky. He suddenly thought of something, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

Scourge cannot be killed.

But the culprits of natural disasters can.

Robert looked at the dragon-killing crossbows covered with thick cloth, as if he saw the last straw.

Since these giant crossbows can kill the "Glacier Wings" that ravaged the Northland a hundred years ago, I believe they will also be effective against the terrifying red dragon that is like the incarnation of natural disaster.

He looked fierce and murmured to himself:

"Kill it, just kill it..."

"Prepare the dragon-killing crossbow! Kill this damn red dragon for me at any cost!"

Robert yelled desperately.

He pushed aside the panicked soldiers beside him, lifted the thick cloth covering the dragon-killing crossbow, and pushed it with all his strength.

"Sir, let me help you."

The trusted soldiers surrounding the garrison also saw the count's thoughts, and quickly plucked up the courage to step forward to help, and worked together to push the heavy crossbow and aim it at the red dragon in the sky.

The giant arrow, which was as thick as an arm and more than two meters long, lay quietly on the boring machine. The sharp iron arrow flashed with cold light, and there were mottled blood stains on it.

It once pierced the heart of a giant dragon.

And now, the moment of destiny has arrived again

The raging tongues of fire are approaching and are about to devour everything.

"As long as this arrow hits..."

"It's over."

Robert controlled the dragon-killing crossbow and pointed it at the sky, nervously watching the approaching red dragon. Sweat dripped down his chin. He held his breath involuntarily, and his heart was pounding.

Through the curtain of fire that filled the sky and earth, he could see those golden vertical pupils looking down at him.

Flames filled the sky and the air was heavy.

One person, one dragon, and four eyes facing each other.

Robert seemed to see a hint of contempt in that look.