213. Chapter 213: The Second Red Plague

Chapter 213: The Second Red Plague

David utilized the [Blood Scale Berserker] iteration of the power [Fury] with that loud and clear dragon roar sweeping across the battlefield of the mountains.

In an instant, every Moon Elf felt the fury.

Their heartbeats began to accelerate, their breathing became ragged, and their eyes began to become frenzied.

Especially the group of vanguards closest to the battlefield in the valley, they only felt their blood rushing out of their veins, leaving nothing but a scarlet blood fury:
“Kill all these damn lizards!”

“Close in and shoot!”

“For the glory of the Moon Elves!”

“Charge!!!”

In this moment, there was only forward movement in their eyes, there was only battle, they confused everything, forgetting their position, forgetting the treacherous terrain ahead of them, and began to start charging in an almost frenzied manner, their footsteps getting faster and faster, and their looks getting more and more frenzied, until they came to the edge of the cliff, but they didn’t stop, and still maintained this forward speed, before stepping into the air, and plunging straight down the cliff! .

Like a herd of antelopes following the head of the sheep down the deep valley.

“No, no, no! Stop! Stop!”

Behind them the elven commanders and elven soldiers witnessed this, Commander Idris attempted to try and order the vanguard to stop but it was too late, the figures of at least hundreds of the vanguard had already disappeared into the darkness of the canyon before they could come to their senses from that inexplicable frenzy, leaving nothing but screams and wails echoing between the cliffs.

“. It’s the red dragon! He’s back.”

Commander Idris, his face as pale as the snow, his eyes nearly out of focus, whirled around and pronounced his name almost through gritted teeth:
“Davyutos Sedpunga!”

Yes, the information he had received from the Elven Royal Court showed that this red dragon that was able to disguise itself as a metal dragon indeed possessed an ability to send all the creatures around it into a group berserk for a short period of time.

It was also true that he had stationed his army between the peaks at least two kilometers away from the valley based on this aspect, and he had even constructed the [Anti-magic Labyrinth Lock] ahead of time just to limit this.

But how could he not expect that this ability of the other party was actually not magic?

He couldn’t even imagine how there could be such an unimaginable existence in the world, that just by virtue of a dragon’s roar, half of the army two kilometers away would be plunged into a desperate frenzy.

Even though, it only lasted for a short period of one breath.

But the damage caused had already reached the most in the thousand years since their Moon Elves had returned to Yongju Island!

This was simply not in line with common sense logic!

The opponent was still just a young red dragon, and a group berserk of this power, if it lasted longer in line with the standard model of high level spells, it would be a completely legendary level legionary strategic spell!
“Second Plague. The Dragon of Madness” Idris muttered out this word, for a moment, it seemed that only the context of this elven vocabulary could describe the red dragon in front of him, which was covered in a steaming fog of berserk blood.

The brief but frantic scene completely stunned the elves behind him, and the original furious crossbow attack came to a halt and became sporadic.

Seeing the attempt finally succeeded, David spread his scarlet wings to cover the sky, hovering above the snow-capped peaks and scorched valleys, a hideous smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Just like Pavla, who hovered over the Katagana seaside and confronted the entire God of War Kingdom with a single dragon back then, there was a wildness in her eyes like no one else was there.

[Arrogance]

Not only the elves, but also the dragon followers around David who originally thought that they would most likely be planted here under the ambush of the High Elves on all sides, except for the red dragon, Lizlette, who looked at David’s back that was so wild and arrogant, and was filled with admiration and longing, but also fell into a deep thought:
“So this is the right direction for Blood Scale Rampage?”

As the creator of [Bloodscale Berserker], Efilomon had once pointed out that her berserkness was too lonely, and also too indulged in the grandeur of her own emotions, but only did not have the fervent clamor that belonged to the head of the five-colored evil dragon.

Previously, she had been slow to comprehend just what kind of state that was, until today, when Davyutos himself had demonstrated it to him.

What is called the true [Blood Scale Berserk].

Even though David had actually just crossed the threshold of [Blood Scale Berserker], the power of a dragon roar had already taken on the power of the eighth stage of ‘Dragon’s Rage’ wailing all over the place.

While all the elves and dragons were shocked at the horrifying power and heavy casualties, David finally flew out of the height of the [Anti-magic Labyrinth] with the group of dragons that were about to be stabbed by the crossbow arrows.

A portal unfolded behind Davey:

[Festantilus’s Portal].

“Retreat first.” David ordered with a calm flick of his tail.

This order without the slightest hint of fireworks instantly made both sides, who were at war with each other, breathe a sigh of relief.

Among the dragons, except for David’s siblings who were equipped with Silver Scale Chest Armor and the White Dragon Murphylle who had advanced to the [Sculpted Skin Dragon], basically all of them were injured quite a bit, not to mention the unconscious Brute Loxinde who was being held in Murphylle’s mouth, and the Black Dragon Alphonse who had the worst luck who was stabbed straight through his lungs with a crossbow arrow, and he couldn’t speak at all, and he was gushing blood from his mouth and nose, and all of them relied on the newly restored spell casting ability of Tania and Shadera to hang on to them by using cure spells, and they were afraid that if they dragged on any longer, they would have to go back to their old ways. If we delay any longer, we’ll have to go back to Batou’s hell.

Pavla, who was busy fighting in the battlefield of God’s Kingdom, didn’t have the time to protect these dragons and calves every day.

The High Elves were equally shocked and horrified at the massive losses they had incurred in their short time of contact.

If the battle continued, it would end badly for both of them and the enemy.

But just as the elves could only watch angrily as one of the dragons that had suffered heavy injuries retreated into the portal that had been created out of thin air, Commander Idris saw that the red dragon that was looking around suddenly looked towards himself, and the pupils of his eyes that looked like the pupils of a falcon suddenly contracted and narrowed, revealing a hideous look.

“Oh no!”

‘He’s going to take out me, the mastermind of this ambush, in the midst of a thousand troops before withdrawing!’

What arrogance and impetuousness this was!

But David did just that.

The invisible dragon’s might that had been combined with the [Blood Scale Berserker] and the power [Fury] swept over the sky.

Ka-ching!

Idris realized that the necklace of courage in front of his chest, which had been passed down for four generations and possessed both the [Mind Guardian Barrier] and the [Fear Immunity], shattered instantly, and under the infinite shock in his mind, blood was spilling out from the corners of his mouth, nose, and eyes:
“What kind of monster is this?!”

He instinctively wanted to tear up the teleportation scroll and leave the battlefield.

But he couldn’t escape!
He had almost tipped over his family this time to gather enough belongings to bribe his superiors to get a chance to trade military honors for a knighthood like this. He had already lost so many elves because of his negligence, if he dared to leave his army and run away alone in front of everyone.

If he dares to leave the army and run away alone in front of the public, he will definitely be sent to the court martial and drag his family into it, and then he will be torn apart by all the moon elf subjects with his eyes!

He can’t run away! At least not be the first to leave the battlefield.

Even if. I’ll die here!
Or until one of the lords arrives.

At the first sight of that peculiar red dragon, the news had already spread.

You’ll make it, won’t you? It should be in time!
As long as he could lure it to the mountains, he might have a chance to stall him.

Then he was shocked to see that the red dragon, which had survived the volley of arrows and even inflicted heavy losses on them, suddenly appeared beside the red dragon, a gray sphere that seemed to have been yanked out of the void by its claws, and then stuffed all kinds of food, metal ingots, and even a few heavy crossbow arrows that hadn’t been able to completely break through the armor from the [Portable Cavern], and then opened its scarlet wings in mid-air, clawed at the sphere, and raised one of its robust thighs into a strange pose. Raising one of its robust thighs, it struck a strange pose.

If Dragon Mother had the time to take a look at it in the midst of the chaos, she would probably roll her eyes.

Because that was the pitching stance of a Blue Star baseball.
In the next moment, Idris was stupefied as he watched the red dragon’s mouth and nose spew out a torrent of steam that looked like a white hose, and then he threw the [Ottilucc Aura Spheres], which was loaded with at least half a ton of miscellaneous items, using that explosive physical force like a baseball.
It was thrown directly!
The elf commander was madly stacking various spell shields in front of him, and he instinctively tried to dodge to the side, but the aftermath of the dragon’s power slowed him down like a cramp in the soles of his feet.

‘I’m dead!’

Idris’s mind seemed to go blank for a moment.

“My lord! Get out of the way!”

The next moment, a terrifying explosion sounded at his side, like a main battle tank shell-like animated mana ball almost grazed Idris’s side and blasted through, the elven lieutenant who tried to push him away disappeared on the spot, all the way through, no matter if it was an elf, a tree or a crossbow, everything crumbled into crumbs, and the mana ball blasted at the mountain wall behind him, causing a landslide explosion, a terrifying roar even more so that the The mountains trembled.

Click, some prominent rocks on the cliff wall are like melting glaciers collapsed away from the mountain, toward the valley below the roaring splash broken.

When the roar stagnated, only a piece of dead silence that was somewhat difficult to breathe remained.

Idris biting the lips that could not stop trembling white, instinctively raised his hand and touched his right ear that had disappeared at some point.

Just now if he had followed his instincts and moved half a step to the left, I’m afraid he would have ended up in the same situation as the adjutant, turning into a puddle of unrecognizable blood on the ground.

He simply couldn’t imagine, in the face of such a monster that was like a moving heavenly disaster, these elves that hadn’t yet entered the Legends, in the end, how could they have a chance to slaughter each other.

Or, just earlier, he had already wasted the only and last chance in his ‘life’.
“Huh? You didn’t dodge? That’s very brave.” David, who was in front of the portal, didn’t feel the slightest bit upset when he missed his ‘Spell Flat A’, but instead continued their game of ‘catching’ with a playfulness like a cat seeing a rat.

David previously bet that he would pounce towards the left, then this time, he still bet that the opponent would run towards the left.

This kind of feeling, just like level 16 full R Zelas open big piss the other side owes development crispy C bit similar.

You casually walk position.

I have seven mana shots.

One hit and you’re on your knees.

So David once again dragged out a loaded mana ball and raised it high above his head, standing completely out of reach of the moon elves, and once again threw the mana ball in his claws towards the elven commander, relying on the force of the explosion to hurl it towards the elf commander.

This time, Idris looked at the shot of the ball, thought that the other side of the bombardment is where he stood, finally failed to control the body’s instinctive fear of death, toward the left side of the wild, the results of that sense of near-death intuition even closer.

‘Oh no!’

Just when this Moon Elf Commander thought that he was bound to die this time, a breeze blew by, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a smoke forming in mid-air, its shape constantly changing, and finally turning into a delicate and slender female figure strolling out in front of him, like a suddenly bright moonlight pouring into the sky, splitting the cannonball-like ball, turning into two pieces of debris that scraped past his own side, and once again collapsing into the mountain peaks that had already collapsed like a cannonball. Collapsed mountain peak.

Her eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, her skin was like coated with moonlight, transmitting a light silver luster, she wore a seemingly simple silver robe, but when the light shone from different angles, the robe would flash like a star-like shiny pattern, she threw the long sword that split the ball casually to the ground, and took a long bow carved with complex elven symbols from her back, and the string of the bow glittered in the moonlight like a Under the moonlight, the bowstring glittered like a flowing Milky Way, and as she opened the bow, the arrow was seen shooting like a bright stream of light towards the giant dragon in the sky.

“Your Highness Aelia!” Idris had not yet had time to be happy.

He saw another figure speeding out from the dense forest, dragging a completely unrecognizable Elf’s Shadow and an enchanted scimitar with streams of light bouncing up from the cliff, and actually shooting at the red dragon hovering in the pale sky with a speed that was second only to that bow and arrow.

But the red dragon seemed to have prepared for this, seeing that there was a tough opponent, it directly smashed out all the five remaining Spirit Orbs that were not fully loaded, and finally used its claws to fight with the unusually agile elf with a fierce smile, then opened its wings and flew backward into the [Festantilus’s Portal] that had already been prepared in advance.

Hmph, I really did fish out the legend.

Or two, it’s worth the price of admission.

It wasn’t until this moment that Idris felt himself finally dragged back from the banks of the River Styx by the elf, only to be unable to stop himself from exclaiming once more when he saw who was coming:
“Lord Leopold!”

This was also a long-established legend, with both Moon Elf and Zor-Elf bloodlines flowing in his body, but still relying on outstanding talent and amazing perseverance to defect from the Dark Region, and was ultimately chosen by the wandering elf god, Fimalo, to be a Divine Favorite.

As for Elia, she is the [Star Singer], the sister of the current Elf Queen Alashea, and the current Chosen One of Shahani Moonbow.

Just as Idris was shocked at how much the elves valued the red dragon named Davyutos.

“Tsk, running away really fast, I still want to invite him back to Devensel Academy to discuss the subject of spellless spell casting together.”

“Teacher,” Idris heard this familiar voice behind him and only felt his head go a little numb from lack of oxygen.

Because the person who came was precisely the court mage who had served three generations of Dwensel Elf Kings, the Menekfury who had directly made the Dwensel principal step down with a single sentence back then.

“Do we need to pursue?”

Idris rotated his neck, which was already a bit stiff, and looked at the other two elves who had appeared on the left and right sides of Menek Fury at an unknown time.

Although he had never seen them before, he knew that they were most likely the last two Legendaries deployed in Skannis, Lords Velerie and Bladimir, the divine dependents of Lebiras, the elf’s god of destiny and history, and Relifen, the elf’s god of the forests.

For the sake of a youthful red dragon, the Elven Queen of the Isle of Eternal Gathering, Alashea, had actually sent the same treatment as the God of War, Tempus, to round up the Crimson Calamity, Pavla.

And at this moment, David, who was full of complacency that he had successfully lured out two legends
Not even, yet, an adult.

(End of chapter)