"Dragon? That's not a dragon, right—"
"But, this is the masters' dragon might!"
"Polymorph?"
The kobolds lying on the ground discussed animatedly. One kobold shaman even pushed through his weakness, came to the foot of the wall, and shouted up at Number Four: "Who are you? Why do you emit the masters' imposing might?"
Unfortunately, Number Four didn't understand.
Lin Jun's Draconic was only at LV3 up to now.
After all, there weren't many giant dragons around.
Nowadays, there were indeed quite a few corpses of kobolds who knew Draconic piled up under the city, but their decomposition had only just begun.
Number Four only knew that the other party was asking a question, and from the looks of it, its answer seemed to affect the upcoming situation?
"Can anyone help translate?" Number Four decisively asked for help in the nearby mycelial network.
Unfortunately, as an extremely niche language, very few people in the United Kingdom knew Draconic.
Just as everyone was silent, Inanna finally arrived. At the same time, Number Ten's figure also emerged beside Number Four.
It extended a tentacle, rolled up the prominently standing Number Four, pulled it down, and stood up there itself.
The latter twisted with a hint of dissatisfaction.
Number Ten didn't know Draconic either, but it knew telepathy.
With a shake of its mushroom cap, its consciousness linked with the kobold shaman at the very front.
The kobold shaman was amazed that a creature with such a simple structure could actually use mental magic, and couldn't help but look at Number Ten a few more times.
At the same time, he threw out that question again within their consciousness.
"We are the Lord's kindred. Providing the dragon with food that satisfies it is one of our jobs." Number Ten answered honestly, "As for this dragon might, it is one of the powers the Lord bestowed upon us."
Saying this, Number Ten squeezed its mushroom cap and spewed a few wisps of flame around it.
Although the flames were small, they possessed an extremely high temperature. The kobold shaman had to take two steps back to avoid getting burned.
"Dragon breath!" As a servant of giant dragons, the kobold shaman naturally recognized the power of these flames.
Although the level of this dragon breath was very low and its power was far inferior to a normal giant dragon's breath.
However, as a power obtained through bestowal, it seemed normal for it to be much weaker.
It was just that—
"I have never heard that one can obtain the power of dragon might and breath through bestowal." Although the kobold shaman was questioning it, his voice had already subconsciously taken on a hint of respect.
Number Ten remained perfectly calm, its tone even carrying a hint of arrogance: "I said from the very beginning, we are the Lord's kindred, while you are merely dragon servants; naturally, we cannot be mentioned in the same breath. Having stayed in Dragon Cliff your whole life, how much knowledge can you have of the outside world? Speaking of which, why did you come out of Dragon Cliff?"
Right at this moment, the dragon-scaled kobold who was bestowed the name Svirgis by a giant dragon also walked up.
As soon as he came up, he first leaned in front of Number Ten and sniffed.
Although it was very faint, he smelled it: "Dragon blood; you have indeed received the master's bestowal!"
In the inherent impression of the kobolds, aside from that sole Ancient Dragon, giant dragons were the most powerful creatures in this world. Naturally, they wouldn't consider the situation where their invincible masters were slaughtered and bled dry.
Having the scent of dragon blood on one's body could only be a bestowal from the giant dragon masters.
Besides, simply bathing in dragon blood wouldn't grant [Dragon Might] and [Dragon Breath].
After confirming that Number Ten was related to giant dragons, the majority of the kobolds' hostility vanished, and Svirgis also stated their purpose for appearing here: "The masters left Dragon Cliff. The kobolds will follow the masters and continue to serve the masters!"
"Then why did you attack a human city?"
"The masters' traces are behind this wall!" Svirgis pointed at the city wall and said.
"Stupid!" Number Ten waved a tentacle and pushed Svirgis. "Right now, the traces of giant dragons are all over the world. If you attack this city and can't find them, are you going to attack the next one? Wasting your kin, the servants of giant dragons, in wars that have absolutely nothing to do with giant dragons—is this what the giant dragons want, or—is it what you want?"
Svirgis and the kobold shaman were rendered speechless.
Seeing that the other party was in the wrong, Number Ten pursued its victory: "Placing your own desires above the interests of the giant dragons; you, and you, what kind of good servants are you?"
"This—this—" The two kobolds wanted to retort, but had no way to defend themselves.
Sweat slid down his forehead. The kobold shaman's legs gave out, and he knelt on the ground.
Number Ten was just preparing to deliver another blow to completely finish off the two kobolds, but suddenly received a prompt from the Fungal Lord in the mycelial network.
A violent wind rose beneath its feet, lifting Number Ten up onto the city wall.
Subsequently, Number Ten rolled up Inanna, who was still watching the show, and amid her low exclamations, hid inside the sturdiest node on the city wall.
"Dragons are coming! Two of them!"
Just as it finished speaking in the mycelial network, dragon might enveloped the entire city.
Unlike the still low-leveled Fungal Might, this was authentic, high-tier dragon might.
It was as if something heavy pressed down in the air, bending people's backs and making their knees go soft.
On the city wall, several soldiers wearing heavy armor couldn't even stand straight, leaning against the battlements as they slowly slid down.
Under this suddenly appearing dragon might, the kobolds below the city also became restless again.
Finally, two rapidly flying dragon shadows appeared in the distant horizon!
A blue dragon behind, a green dragon in front. The two massive figures burst out from the clouds one after another, the parted white clouds dragging out two long white trails at their wingtips.
"It's Master Azra! Master Azra!" The kobold shaman was the first to shout at the blue dragon, slamming his bone staff on the ground, a fanatical light bursting forth in his murky eyes.
Some kobolds also recognized the green dragon's identity, shouting: "Master Colossus!"
However, neither of the two giant dragons paid them any attention. The blue dragon's vertical pupils firmly locked onto the green figure in front. The green dragon didn't dare to look back, fleeing madly, but couldn't escape the blue dragon's claws.
They saw the blue dragon's wings bring up lightning as it suddenly accelerated into a dive, crashing into the green dragon's back.
The blue dragon's front claws dug into the green dragon's back. The massive impact pressed the green dragon down fiercely.
The green dragon let out a short, terrified roar, struggling to roll its body over, but the blue dragon's claws had already embedded deeply into the gaps of its scales.
The two dragons tangled together, tumbling as they fell from high in the sky, smashing straight toward the open ground outside the city.
At this moment, the kobolds' cheers turned into screams.
That massive shadow pressed down from overhead, getting closer and closer, larger and larger!
These unlucky fellows welcomed death along with their masters.
BOOM—!!!
The earth trembled, and smoke and dust surged outwards like giant waves.
When the smoke and dust settled, the blue dragon's four claws were firmly pinning down the green dragon. The green dragon's wing membrane was folded over and crushed, its left wing twisted at an unnatural angle. Bone spurs pierced through its flesh, and fresh blood seeped out from the gaps in its scales.
"I—I can help you!" The green dragon's throat spat out intermittent Draconic, its voice no longer carrying its initial ferocity. "I can assist you—help you deal with the other competitors—I can—"
"You are a dragon! Don't beg for mercy like a bug!" The blue dragon bent its dragon head, looking at the loser beneath it. "Your best assistance is to become my power."
The blue-white light of electricity condensed deep in the blue dragon's throat, and then a prolonged lightning dragon breath spewed out.
The green dragon's body convulsed violently amidst the electric light. Its scales burst open, its flesh charred black, and it screamed continuously.
And the overflowing lightning conveniently swept up those nearby kobolds who were injured by the impact and couldn't flee far. They didn't even have time to scream before they were reduced to charred corpses.
The dragon breath lasted for a full minute.
When the light finally dissipated, the green dragon had lost all signs of life.
A large hole had been pierced through its head, and the scales at the edges were still emitting green smoke.
The blue dragon slowly released its claws, raised its head, and joyfully felt the new power surging into its body, muttering in a low voice: "A little more, a little more! Now I—even a major dragon—"
Beneath it, the surrounding kilometer had been reduced to scorched earth.
A massive number of kobolds died from the collateral damage, and even the human city walls were affected.
Fortunately, it was only the tail end of the electrical current, and the new defensive line's defense system was sturdy enough, so no major damage occurred.
Right at this moment, the kobold shaman crawled out from a pile of rubble. His bone staff was snapped in half, his robe had several holes burned into it, and his face was covered in dust and blood. He tremblingly walked toward the blue dragon, shivering with every step.
"Re—Respected Master Azra—your most loyal servant—has finally found you—please—please—"
The blue dragon's dragon wings unfurled fiercely, kicking up a violent wind. The kobold shaman's skinny body was swept up into the air, did a few somersaults, and fell heavily to the ground.
Without even glancing at this servant, the blue dragon rose from the ground and rushed toward the horizon, never looking back.
As the dragon might receded, layers of heavy burdens were lifted from people's shoulders.
The sunlight fell once again on the earth that had been turned to scorched earth, and on those despondent kobolds.
(End of Chapter)
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