Wizard starting from shoeing donkeys Chapter 1513 - 520: Dumbfounded Sea God Sect (3)
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Rein felt a heavy weight of guilt pressing on his heart, despite the comforting smile Menia offered him. Having merged their consciousness, he understood all too well the staggering amount of effort and vital energy this elegant lady had sacrificed to bolster his own power.
It was a grim reality that her Cultivation had plummeted from the Dawn Wizard Late Stage all the way down to the Dawn Early Stage...
In an instant, her true combat prowess had been slashed by more than half!
To make matters worse, Menia had suffered the loss of her long-time companion, the Red Dragon Tasa.
Rein’s expression turned grim, his brow furrowing deeply at the thought of her sacrifices.
“I am truly alright, Rein. Without your help, I doubt I could have even stabilized my condition to this level,” Menia said, attempting to soothe his worries.
However, in the middle of her consolation, Rein’s gaze suddenly snapped toward the far reaches of the Molten Lava Lake.
“Boom!!!”
A violent explosion suddenly erupted!
A massive boulder shattered into fragments as a monstrous creature, shaped like a colossal serpent with a tapered head and crackling with lethal purple lightning, tore its way into the cavernous space.
The sheer pressure of its presence sent dozens of Molten Double-Sailed Dragons, which had been drifting peacefully in the magma, into a frantic, desperate stampede.
But their escape was cut short; a web of violet electricity arced from the beast’s hide, instantly charring twenty or thirty dragons before they could flee. They were slaughtered where they swam!
“What terrifying power!” Rein muttered, his pupils contracting as he witnessed the carnage.
“This... this is the Ancient Sea Beast, ‘Glasers’ the Smoldering Electric Eel.” Menia’s eyes widened in disbelief, her voice trembling slightly.
Close behind the sea beast, several figures clad in black robes appeared. The duo immediately realized that the arrival of this Ancient Sea Beast was no coincidence; it had been brought here specifically to hunt them down.
“Princess Menia, retreat for now. I will handle this,” Rein said solemnly, stepping forward to shield her with his body.
But before the confrontation could begin, a sudden upheaval changed everything!
“Who dares to wake the mighty ‘Red Flame Wings’ Fermo from his slumber? (Dragon Language)”
A low, thunderous roar shook the cavern!
The dark red magma geysered into the air as a massive red dragon, stretching over eighty meters in length, rose from the depths. Its draconic eyes locked instantly onto ‘Glasers’ the Smoldering Electric Eel!
It didn’t even spare a glance toward Rein and Menia.
The Ancient Red Dragon Fermo had sensed a mortal threat, forcing it to wake prematurely from a deep sleep that had lasted millennia.
It was only natural; the strength Glasers currently displayed was enough to pose a lethal danger to the dragon. Driven by the primal instincts embedded in its draconic bloodline, Fermo could no longer remain dormant.
Since Rein had previously only killed a few Molten Double-Sailed Dragons without transforming or unleashing his full momentum, Fermo had remained undisturbed until this moment.
The sudden intervention left everyone on the battlefield stunned.
Rein and Menia traded looks, both sharing the same shocked realization—who could have guessed that an incredibly ancient, high-level red dragon was hidden in the depths of this lava lake?
Meanwhile, the members of the Sea God Sect, Pope Egil included, looked as though they had seen a ghost. Their minds were in total disarray, feeling as if a thousand alpacas were trampling through their thoughts!
Where had this immensely powerful red dragon come from, and why was it here now?
Before anyone could recover their wits, the dragon’s massive slit-pupils swept over the corpses of the Molten Double-Sailed Dragons. Fermo, the Ancient Red Dragon, let out a roar of pure, unadulterated rage:
“You dare slaughter my kin-guards and trespass upon the domain of the great Fermo? No matter who you are, die! (Dragon Language)”
Without hesitation, a massive torrent of Dragon Flame, accompanied by a tidal wave of molten magma, surged forward like a wall of death toward ‘Glasers’ the Smoldering Electric Eel and the high-ranking Evil Sorcerers of the Sea God Sect!
“Your Eminence...”
The assault was so swift that Pope Egil didn't even have time to offer an explanation before he was engulfed by the combined force of ‘Fiery Breath’ and ‘Molten Lava Burst’!
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