Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"This is."

Heloise raised her head, and a hint of surprise appeared in her violet pupils.

A middle-aged man wearing a gray cloak and holding a bronze scepter appeared in the sky not far away.

He looked relaxed, and just waved the scepter casually, creating a flickering barrier spanning a hundred meters, covering the caravan guards and cultists.

"Shua——"

In an instant, the rolling black fog on the ground dissipated, and the terrible psychic black hole in the sky also disintegrated and collapsed, as if it had never appeared.

Heloise couldn't help but cover her mouth and whispered: "What a powerful spellcaster."

This man who suddenly appeared as if he had obeyed her prayers gave her a feeling she had never had before.

Even the "Great Sage" Trafranallo, who she followed her father to visit the Arcane Hermitage a few years ago, did not seem to have such a powerful and mysterious momentum.

"Who are you?"

The black-robed bishop raised his head, revealing a twisted mask shaped like an octopus covering his face.

His voice was trembling at this moment, unable to hide the fear and anger in his tone.

——Because this mysterious man was neither in his plan nor in the revelation of the "omniscient and omnipotent" God of Domination.

"Oh, you ask who I am?"

The man sneered and replied indifferently: "The insect that is about to be crushed to death is not qualified to know my name."

"Impossible, the great God of Domination is obviously omniscient and omnipotent, you are not in the plan

I know, you, you are the demon sent by those false gods, you want to hinder our plan and prevent the return of the God of Domination!"

The black-robed bishop trembled violently, he lowered his head and kept whispering. His voice became louder and louder, and finally turned into a crazy roar.

"Devil, I will not let you succeed! The God of Domination will eventually come to the world!"

He raised the bone staff in his hand, and the dark eyes that were exposed surged with strange energy.

A piercing scream sounded, and a majestic psychic shock wave gushed out, hitting the man in the gray cloak in the sky.

"Buzz--"

The aftermath of the psychic shock alone made the guards of the caravan cover their ears in pain. They fell to the ground and struggled, with blood flowing from their mouths and noses.

Heloise also covered her ears, but still tried her best to raise her head and whispered: "Be careful--"

However, the man in the sky just slowly raised the bronze scepter and said unhurriedly: "It's really boring, it's still these old-fashioned methods."

"Boom--"

In an instant, the top of the bronze scepter released an extremely dazzling lightning.

The thick lightning beam burst out, ruthlessly destroying everything in front of it.

Even the psychic shock was instantly dissipated under this terrible elemental storm, and it couldn't even block it for a moment.

"This is impossible!"

The black-robed bishop screamed in disbelief, and his dark eyes seemed to see it.

But the instinct for survival still forced him to activate psychic teleportation, and the space was distorted by the power of the mind, and the thin body wrapped in black robes instantly appeared a hundred meters away.

But his subordinates were not so lucky.

Accompanied by endless thunder and dazzling lightning, the thick lightning beam instantly appeared in front of the cultists.

These poor guys didn't even have time to scream, and the high-voltage current instantly turned their bodies and robes into ashes.

"Boom!"

Behind them, even the rocks showed charred marks and cracks, and countless broken stones rolled down.

The man in the air waved the scepter lightly, and the lightning beam instantly swept across a range of hundreds of meters, engulfing all the hundreds of cultists.

"I haven't cast a spell for so long, I'm really a little rusty."

He ended the spell and blew away the green smoke coming out of the bronze scepter.

The fine arc of electricity still danced around the scepter, and the air burst, making a crackling sound, as if it was still savoring the mighty attack.

"Hiss."

At this moment, there were still arcs of electricity on the ground, and the hundreds of cultists had turned into ashes, with wisps of green smoke rising from them.

On Mount Mal behind, a charred mark spanned hundreds of meters, deeply engraved into the rock, like a giant using a knife to cut a scar on the hillside.

"God, this is really..."

Looking at the charred remains of the enemy just now, Malvin, the captain of the guard, was stunned, and the rifle in his hand was almost unstable.

Hundreds of meters away, the black-robed bishop stared at the man suspended in the air, panting and gritting his teeth:

"You can't stop the plan of the cult, the great cause of the Lord God will succeed.

Just wait, by then, all of you sinners will be thrown into the boundless purgatory.

Warriors of the Lord God! Hold him back, and your souls will ascend to the real heaven!"

The black-robed bishop waved his hand, and the motley army of wild monsters such as goblins, bear goblins, and gnolls behind him swarmed up immediately, with fanatical expressions.

And he held the bone staff in his hand, ready to activate psychic teleportation again and evacuate from here.

In addition to their plan, this spellcaster needs to discuss carefully with several adults in the cult to find a response strategy, so that they can welcome the arrival of the Lord God in a perfect posture.

"Who gave you the courage to escape under my nose?"

However, with just a sneer, the surrounding space twisted and shattered in an instant, and the man had already come to his head and raised the bronze scepter in his hand.

The sky had become overcast and shrouded in haze, and there was a faint light in the rolling clouds, accumulating terrible power.

The black-robed bishop looked up at the dense thunderclouds, watching the lightning that was about to fall, and kept shaking his head and muttering to himself:

"No, no, the Lord God will protect me, and these sinners can't kill me"

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt from the blue sky resounded through the sky.

Lightning as thick as a bowl fell from the thunderclouds, suddenly tearing the sky like a spear, and struck the bishop like a divine punishment.

Around the black-robed bishop, a solid psychic shield suddenly unfolded, but in front of this terrible lightning, it was like paper and was easily shattered.

"No——"

The next moment, the dazzling lightning submerged the bishop, and when the lightning gradually dissipated, only a pile of ashes remained on the ground.

However, the man in the sky still held up the bronze scepter in his hand, and the thick dark clouds were still spreading rapidly, covering the sky and the sun, covering the entire monster army.

"God of Domination, what is that?"

"Bishop, the bishop is dead!"

"Kill him! Kill that human spellcaster! The God of Domination will protect us and let us become new bishops!"

"Yes, tear him apart! For the God of Domination!"

The fanatical monster soldiers shot arrows into the sky, threw stones and short spears, and even some strong jackals tried to drag him to the ground.

However, the invisible force field magic surrounded the man, and all the arrows and short spears were deflected and pierced themselves instead.

"God of Domination?

Such a thing actually dares to claim to be a god?"

The man looked down at the crazy monsters with contempt, pacing carelessly in the sky, ignoring their crazy attacks.

His calm voice echoed in the wasteland, even drowning out the noisy roars of the monsters.

The hurricane swept across the land, blowing the monsters all over the place, and even some goblins were swept up in the air.

Finally, the man calmly swung down the bronze scepter, and the terrible thunder accumulated in the dark clouds was about to pour out. The wind was howling, but the world seemed to have fallen into silence.

The knowledgeable eldest daughter of the Silver family, who was watching the battle hundreds of meters away, recognized this spell.

——She had seen the description of this spell in the ancient books of the Arcane Hermitage.

Heloise looked up at the dense dark clouds covering the earth and muttered to herself: "This is an ancient nine-ring spell"

"Revenge Storm."

The next moment, her pupils were filled with dazzling lightning reflected, and the sky became bright in an instant, and the faces of everyone present were pale.

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The thunder roared and roared like a furious beast.

Countless powerful lightning bolts fell from the sky, like divine punishment, blasting the miscellaneous monsters on the ground into pieces.

"God of Domination!"

"I don't want to die!"

"This, this is divine punishment, this is the punishment of the God of Domination on us! That man is the messenger sent by Him!"

"The world is going to be destroyed!"

The goblins, bear goblins, gnolls, gray dwarves and other evil creatures who survived by chance wailed and fled everywhere.

But what awaited them was not a way out, but a more desperate scene.

The dark clouds rolled and stirred, and there were lightning and thunder underneath, and the wind was howling. Lightning bolts fell one after another, chasing those monsters and striking them.

Then, countless bone-eroding acid rain fell from the clouds, and many monsters' heads and backs were eroded by dense holes, and soon fell to the ground.

"Ah!"

"God of Domination"

"It hurts! It's the rain! It's the rain that kills people!"

In the end, the strong wind and icy rain will hit all areas under the cloud, freezing the remaining monsters with bruises all over their bodies into ice cubes, ending their lives that have been destroyed beyond recognition.

After all this is over, the dark clouds gradually dissipate, and the sun shines on the earth again, as if nothing has ever happened.

Only the broken short spears on the ground, the remains of the monsters, and the charred marks of lightning can remind people of the natural disaster storm just now.

A monster army with thousands of people was easily destroyed.

And the man who created all this with his own hands looked normal, still suspended in the air, as if he had just done something insignificant.

The gray cloak behind him moved without wind, and the bronze scepter in his hand shone brightly under the sunlight.

But no one noticed that an ugly larva that kept twisting appeared in his sleeve, wrapped in a layer of light film, and then disappeared.

"Gods"

"Huh"

"Thank the gods, we survived."

"I can't believe what happened today. Is this a dream?"

"Yes, the attackers who suddenly appeared, and the spellcaster."

The people of the Silver Caravan collapsed on the ground. They talked to each other with lingering fear, pouring out their feelings of escaping death.

They all looked up at the sky, focusing their eyes on the mysterious man who helped them, and suddenly fell silent again.

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Yes, everything is not over yet. Whether they can leave here depends on whether the spellcaster is an enemy or a friend. The disaster-like scene just now is still lingering in their minds.

What happened today was so bizarre that the people in the Silver Caravan were overwhelmed.

They were first ambushed by the cultists and the monster army, targeted by the so-called "Dominant God", and then rescued by this spellcaster.

The man in the sky landed on the ground, but did not take the next step, just quietly waiting for something.

Heloise said in a deep voice: "Marvin, take good care of these family guards and tell them not to act rashly.

I'm going to thank that adult."

Marvin hesitated for a moment, but still reminded softly: "Miss, this may be a little dangerous, otherwise we..."

Heloise walked quickly towards the north, leaving a firm word: "I am the head of the Silver family caravan, you are only responsible for following orders."

Marvin knew that it was hopeless to dissuade him, so he lowered his head and responded respectfully: "Yes, Miss."

Heloise observed the mysterious spellcaster calmly: he looked about 40 or 50 years old, with a neat beard and an old gray cloak.

He has a unique temperament. Just standing there is the center of the world, and everything seems to revolve around him.

Although he is a little old, his face is also very charming, and his deep eyes reveal a familiar emotion-it seems to be contempt.

Heloise was very familiar with this emotion, which was the contempt that the superiors inadvertently revealed when they treated the inferiors.

"It would be unusual for such a powerful spellcaster not to be arrogant."

Heloise thought so, she came to the man, lifted her skirt, saluted respectfully, lowered her eyes, and then said:

"I am Heloise Silver from Victoria Harbor, greeting you and expressing my sincere gratitude.

This warlock, you generously and selflessly lent a hand to help us repel the enemy. Our Silver family will give you enough rewards to..."

The man interrupted her with a little surprise: "Can you tell that I am a warlock?"

Heloise answered truthfully: "Only a powerful warlock like you can have this kind of charm, but this is the first time I have seen someone to your level."

The man immediately understood, shook his head and laughed: "I haven't dealt with ordinary people for too long, and I even overlooked this.

But I haven't heard of the city of Victoria Harbor. It should be the new port in the Silver Moon Bay generation."

Before he finished speaking, the aura around him suddenly converged, becoming as ordinary as an ordinary person.

Heloise was shocked and her mind was racing. You know, Victoria Harbor was established four hundred years ago. At that time, the ancestor of the Silver family was still an unknown fisherman.

But this mysterious and powerful warlock had never heard of the famous Victoria Harbor!

Who is he?

So, Heloise lowered her attitude further and asked, "Sir, you are the benefactor of the Silver family. How should we call you?"

The man, or Cassius, showed a warm smile and answered in a relaxed tone:

"Miss Heloise, it's just a matter of getting rid of those bugs. It's not a big deal.

As for the name, you can call me. Hermit." (End of this chapter)