Chapter 64 Awakening (V)

Seeing the red dragon killing wantonly and pressing forward step by step, Bennett finally made up his mind - he could never fight against this damn magic-loving red dragon in front of him. He could only give up the adventure group he had worked so hard to recruit and leave this place of death.

"Damn it, I must leave here."

"I'm sorry, everyone, but I'm still on the road to pursuing the truth." Bennett found a plausible reason for himself.

As a magician, there are naturally many ways to escape.

Bennett took off the silver pendant on his chest, on which there was an exquisite small door.

"Dimensional door."

He prayed to the goddess of magic while silently chanting.

The pendant flashed with magical light, and the space beside Bennett was suddenly twisted and folded, and then a space crack like a door slowly emerged. On the other side of the crack was Victoria Harbour, his familiar home.

Bennett's face was suddenly overjoyed, and he rushed towards the dimensional door quickly.

"Great, I can finally leave this damn place."

However, before he finished speaking, the shadow of the red dragon's wings enveloped him, and the spell-invalidating barrier surrounding it ruthlessly smoothed the nearby magic net. The space crack gradually healed and closed, and the space was stable, as if there had never been any fluctuations.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Uninvited guests."

The red dragon looked down at the wizard, and the huge head looked particularly hideous.

Bennett looked up at the red dragon, his hands holding the staff trembling slightly, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and a forced smile appeared on his face that was uglier than crying.

His robe seemed to detect danger and automatically put a layer of shield on him, but this did not make him feel any safer, but rather a little awkward.

"I, I'm here, not going anywhere."

Bennett answered tremblingly.

"What are you doing here?"

There was a hint of teasing in Cassius's golden pupils.

This team, half of whom he had killed, could definitely be called the elite of the adventure group. Most of the members were high-level professionals of around level 10. If they had met an ordinary young red dragon, they would have been able to successfully slay the dragon. Unfortunately, they met Cassius.

However, Cassius was not a genuine red dragon obsessed with killing. These adventurers kept coming, and it would be useless even if they were all slaughtered. It would be better to squeeze their value out.

"I"

Hearing the red dragon's words, Bennett was speechless.

He turned his head to look at the surviving team members next to him. They were also trembling and speechless.

You can't say to a cruel, tyrannical, and extremely arrogant red dragon that they are here to slay the dragon, right? They will definitely be turned into ashes by this red dragon, or even eaten alive.

However, at the critical moment when the air was tense and stagnant and the red dragon was a little impatient.

A bard mustered up the courage to stand up.

The bard had a handsome face, wearing an emerald green robe and carrying an exquisite lute. However, he looked a little embarrassed at the moment, with his robe in tatters and many burnt marks, which were obviously caused by the one-sided battle just now.

His name was Eugene, and he came here to write poems about dragon slayers.

Just when everyone, including the red dragon, thought that the poet was going to say something passionate-

Eugene knelt down without hesitation, and cried with tears in his eyes:

"O legendary flying flame dragon king, your claws can tear all enemies apart, your flames can burn everything in the world, and your power is enough to make the gods fear! We followed your footsteps and wanted to see your true appearance, but rashly broke into your territory"

"This is really a blasphemy! They have paid the price of death for their recklessness, and all the rest of us are insignificant people. We are willing to become your eternal loyal servants and accompany you. As long as we can see your great body, even death is worth it."

"This, this"

This long poem-like flattery stunned everyone present, but then they had to kneel down and pray for the red dragon's forgiveness.

"This is also a talent."

Casius listened to the bard's rhythmic flattery and sighed in his heart.

The red dragon exhaled a breath of hot sulfur, which made everyone's eyes hot, but they didn't dare to move.

"You said it well."

Eugene, who was kneeling on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his head slightly and saw that the red dragon's expression seemed to ease a little. He was secretly happy: "Sure enough, any dragon is vain. Thank the gods, this information is true!"

Just when everyone thought they could be forgiven and felt fortunate, the hobgoblin troops led by Doro had surrounded them.

"It just lacks a little emotion."

Cassius was not a simple-minded monster with strong limbs. Naturally, he would not be deceived by such a lie full of mistakes. He just thought that this flattery was a little funny.

"Come on, take them all to the dungeon."

The red dragon ordered casually.

"Yes, master."

Doro hurriedly bowed his hands and listened to the order, and took the tall and strong dragon vein hobgoblins to carry the adventurers kneeling on the ground away roughly.

Under the red dragon's gaze, no one dared to resist, because they knew the consequences of doing so - the bodies of those teammates were still warm.

The ogre magician Rump arrived late, flying from the sky and landing on the ground with a bang - it seemed that he was not very proficient in flying.

However, Lang Pu was very excited at the moment, with a face filled with the joy of a good harvest: "Master, look carefully, I knew these adventurers would be hiding here. Haha, this giant rock seems to be natural, but in fact it was placed there intentionally by me. Here, this is the only place nearby where you can get a glimpse of the rock fortress.”

He pointed at the runes and said.

"Every time those adventurers hide here, they will first trigger my guard inscription and be beaten half to death, and then trigger my alert spell in a chain. When they want to escape through the passage at the back, there is an automatically triggered spider web inside. Magic trap, and then the boulder inside will roll down, but it's a pity that it didn't trigger this time. "

There seemed to be a hint of disappointment in Trump's tone.

The corner of Cassius's mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless for a moment.

Trump then asked: "Master, what are you going to do with these adventurers?"

"Go and take off all the magic equipment from that mage and give it to me, especially the dimensional gate necklace, and then empty out all the spells in his mind. It doesn't matter whether he lives or dies next. You can keep it and transform it into a dragonborn. I'll do it for you, or I can kill him to avoid future troubles."

"For the remaining people, half will be killed, and the other half will be deliberately allowed to escape, but let them think they escaped by their own strength."

"As for the bard."

Cassius had a look of amusement on his face.

"Ask him to be a secretary and write some public relations articles for us. You send someone to check his progress. If he writes less than 12,000 words a day, he is not allowed to take a break. Even if he takes the spirit-boosting potion, he must continue to take it."

"Yes, Master."

Rumple couldn't help but sigh that the master was better at torturing people.

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