Chapter 58: The Fearsome Creature of Dragons
Everything happened too quickly; the tide of battle turned in an instant.
Mari Goss was still reeling from an inexplicable shock when the boy’s momentum suddenly surged to a whole new level, and both Holy Light and Dragon Flames came charging at him.
He didn’t even have time to fully unleash his breath attack before the tidal wave of destruction was upon him.
Mari Goss took the hit head-on.
The frozen shield, the dragon scales, all melted and shattered under the blade of dragon fire, the light slicing deep into flesh, leaving him bloody and torn.
The sacred power combined with the searing dragon flames brought an excruciating pain that even the king of ice dragons couldn’t help but scream as he was thoroughly pushed back.
The ice dragon fell, entombed in rocks, utterly humiliated.
Blood poured from the dragon’s wing extending to its waist, and the Holy Light and Dragon Flames flickered incessantly like corrosive poison, gnawing at his body.
The dragon clan panicked, rushing to rescue Mari Goss, but he roared at them to retreat.
“You fools, don’t let them escape!”
Despite the agony, Mari Goss lifted his head, glaring at the boy in the distance with murder in his eyes.
One of the seven great dragons, wounded to this extent by a mere mortal of rank 5? The humiliation nearly drove him mad.
But when he tried to give chase, he found he couldn’t move.
His body felt heavy, not from wounds, but…
Fear?
Was he actually afraid of a mere mortal?!
His bloodline instinctively recoiled in terror.
Remembering the dark golden might that shattered his ice-blue armor, Mari Goss suddenly feared a possibility that he dared not believe or acknowledge.
Unable to rouse his rigid body, he could only hastily order, “Pursue!”
The dragons awoke from their stupor and dove toward Roy.
After the hit, Roy felt as if all his strength had been drained and couldn’t move.
Fortunately, the Golden-Winged Griffin had already swooped in to carry him to safety, while Karl, Naz, and more griffon knights came to his aid, forcing the dragons back.
As the deep blue dust settled, the figures of Roy and his companions vanished.
The shattered valley returned to silence.
Only when not a single silhouette could be seen did the ice dragon’s enraged roar shatter the skies.
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The roar of the dragon echoed endlessly, its ferocious form prowling the area.
Several times, the dragon scouts practically flew over their heads, keeping everyone on edge.
Fortunately, after a day and a night of searching, the cave they were hiding in remained undiscovered.
“I didn’t expect Lord Oath Knight would have such a powerful concealment barrier!”
“Haha, given his ties with that ‘Sage’ fellow, it’s only natural for him to acquire some strong abilities!”
The Dance of Sea Breeze had already been nearly exhausted during the retreat, but the Elemental Barrier: Shattered was now put to good use.
The Elemental Barrier: Shattered could manifest effects according to the user’s extraordinary abilities. Although Nia wasn’t present, the barrier infused with the essence of Still Water was hardly lacking.
Having evaded the dragon’s pursuit, Roy finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt somewhat at ease.
Back in the cave, Roy smiled at everyone, “Looks like we’re safe now.”
Whether it was ordinary soldiers or griffon knights, everyone couldn’t help but beam with joy.
Hiding away while facing such a huge power disparity was incredibly stressful, yet everyone’s morale was even better than Roy had anticipated.
Even in the dark cave, they hadn’t lost their spark.
Why?
Because this battle might have been lost, but the war between humanity and dragons was far from hopeless.
“What dragon clan? They can’t be that clever, can they?”
“Even if they do catch us, there’s nothing to fear!”
“Exactly! Even the Frost Dragon didn’t weep until Lord Oath Knight dealt him a blow! If we can’t escape, they won’t have a good time either!”
For a long time, fear of the dragons hung heavy in the hearts of the kingdom’s people. Only the legend of the Lionhearted King and the eleven knights could ease that fear.
Nineteen years passed, and the glorious tales of the dragon wars faded with time, while the fear of dragons returned with a vengeance.
However, witnessing the holy flame sword that cut through the ice dragon reignited hope in everyone.
It turned out that dragons were not invincible, and slaying dragons was not just a myth—there was indeed a glimmer of hope.
As the black-haired boy slowly walked by, the mages stood and bowed, the clergy offered prayers, and the kingdom’s knights bestowed fiery gazes, following closely behind.
“Lord Roy, it must be tough to remain vigilant after yesterday’s battle.”
“It’s nothing. I’m not that tired; at times like this, someone in the mid-tier has to step up.”
“Not that tired… Guess it’s true what they say about Lord Roy!”
The knights exchanged glances, a respect growing in their eyes.
After that battle, both Naz and Karl collapsed, unable to move, and needed to rest for a while.
Holy Water, healing potions, green magic elixirs, along with the clergy’s care—but even top-tier medical supplies couldn’t heal their injuries and the exhaustion of their extraordinary powers instantly.
Surviving a direct encounter with one of the seven great dragons was already a stroke of luck; it would likely take three to five days for them to partake in battle again.
Even true iron-bodied steel would be at its limit at this point.
Meanwhile, Roy, who had also fought and was covered in wounds, surprisingly got up the next day after a night’s rest, helping to keep watch, making everyone think they were seeing a ghost.
“No need to make a fuss; it’s normal for a guard serving the Saintess to be blessed by miracles.”
Under the clergy’s casual explanations, everyone finally accepted this explanation, not dwelling on Roy’s extraordinary recovery speed but marveling at his tenacity.
To this, Roy could only smile wryly, not wanting to explain further.
Truth be told, this battle had been extremely perilous.
The Frost Dragon wasn’t some small angel from home; it fought to kill, showing no mercy.
It was the first time he had truly engaged with a high-tier foe with all his might.
Fortunately, the Crimson Blood Fire Dragon’s flames had a property advantage against Mari Goss, otherwise, even with the reverse life points, he would have struggled to land a solid blow.
What puzzled Roy the most was why the opponent hadn’t pursued him at that moment.
The Angel’s Aria was indeed powerful, but it also consumed enormous extraordinary energy; just one strike depleted him of all his extraordinary powers.
While Alice, still under protection, was nowhere near the abilities of the dragon king or ancient demigods, so the power she could offer was, of course, quite limited.
Besides, it was effectively a one-time experience card for the Seraph; once used up, it was gone.
Mari Goss couldn’t possibly have missed that point.
If Mari Goss had desperately chased him down, he could only have used a point or two of reverse life to slash one or two more times.
Given his severely weakened state from injuries, relying on reverse life points to finish off the Frost Dragon would likely end in mutual destruction.
Originally suffering from severe injuries from dragon claws and the side effects of projecting the King’s blade, he wouldn’t have survived without top-notch medical care, even with blood self-healing.
Fortunately, the Frost Dragon didn’t pursue recklessly in the end, allowing him to escape a death sentence.