Chapter 64 Awakening (V)Seeing the red dragon killing indiscriminately and approaching step by step, Bennett finally made up his mind - he could not defeat this damn magic-loving red dragon in front of him. He could only give up the adventure team he had worked so hard to recruit and leave this land of death. "Damn it, we have to get out of here." "I'm sorry, everyone, but I'm still on the path of pursuing truth." Bennett found a plausible reason for himself. As a mage, he naturally has many ways to escape. Bennett took off the silver pendant on his chest, on which was an exquisite little door. "Dimensional Gate." He said silently while praying to the Goddess of Magic. The pendant flickered with magical light, and the space beside Bennett was suddenly twisted and folded. 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 suddenly became overjoyed, and he quickly rushed towards the dimensional door. "Great, I can finally get out of this damn place"
However, before he could finish his words, the shadow of the red dragon's wings enveloped him, and the spell-nullifying barrier surrounding its body ruthlessly smoothed out the nearby magic net. The spatial crack gradually healed and closed, and the space became stable, as if there had never been any fluctuations. "Where do you want to go?" "An uninvited guest." The red dragon looked down at the wizard, its huge head looking particularly ferocious. Bennett looked up at the red dragon, his hands holding the staff trembling slightly, cold sweat streaming down his forehead, and a forced smile uglier than crying appeared on his face. His robe seemed to detect danger and automatically cast a layer of shield over him, but this did not make him feel any safer. Instead, it made him feel inexplicably embarrassed. "I, I'm right here, not going anywhere." Bennett replied tremblingly. "What are you here for?" There was a hint of teasing in Cassius's golden pupils. This team, half of which he had killed, could definitely be called the elite among the adventure groups. Most of the members were high-level professionals around level ten. If they had encountered an ordinary young red dragon, they would have had a good chance of successfully slaying it. It was a pity that they met Cassius. However, Cassius is not a genuine red dragon obsessed with killing. These adventurers are endless, and it would be useless even if they were all killed. It would be better to squeeze out their value. "I" After hearing what the Red Dragon said, Bennett was speechless. He turned to look at the surviving team members next to him. They were also trembling and unable to speak. You can't tell a cruel, tyrannical, and extremely arrogant red dragon that they are here to slay it, right? They will definitely be turned into ashes by the red dragon, or even eaten alive. However, at this critical moment when the air was tense and the red dragon was getting a little impatient. A bard mustered up the courage to stand up. The bard had a handsome face, dressed in an emerald green robe and carrying an exquisite lute on his back. However, he looked a little disheveled at the moment, with his robe tattered and with many burnt marks, which were obviously caused by the one-sided battle just now.
His name is 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 out with tears in his eyes: "The legendary Flying Flame Dragon King, your sharp claws can tear apart all enemies, your flames can burn everything in the world, and your power is enough to scare the gods! We followed your footsteps and wanted to see your true appearance, but we rashly broke into your territory." "This is truly a blasphemy! They have already paid the price of death for their recklessness, and all of us insignificant people 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 string of flattering words stunned everyone present, but then they had no choice but to kneel down and pray for the red dragon's forgiveness. "This guy is also a talented person." Cassius listened to the bard's rhythmic flattery and felt secretly moved. The red dragon exhaled a breath of hot, sulfurous air, which made the eyes of everyone present feel hot, but they did not dare to move. "You said it very 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 delighted: "Sure enough, any dragon is vain. Thank the gods, this information is true!" Just when everyone thought they could be forgiven and felt grateful, the hobgoblin army led by Doro had surrounded them. "It just lacks some emotion and expression." Cassius was not a simple-minded monster with strong limbs, so he would not be deceived by such a lie full of mistakes and omissions. He just thought that the flattery was a little funny. "Come on, take them all to the dungeon." Red Dragon ordered casually. "Yes, Master." Lord Doro hurriedly bowed and obeyed the order, and took the tall and strong dragon vein earth elves to roughly carry away the adventurer who was kneeling on the ground. Under the gaze of the red dragon, no one dared to resist, because they knew the consequences of doing so - the bodies of those teammates were still warm. The ogre wizard Rumple arrived late. He flew unsteadily from the air and landed on the ground with a bang - it seemed that he was not very proficient in flying. However, Trump was very excited at the moment, his face full of joy: "Master, you see, I knew these adventurers would hide here. Haha, this giant rock looks natural, but I put it here on purpose. This is the only place nearby where you can spy on the Rock Fortress." He pointed at the runes and said. "Every time those adventurers hide here, they will first trigger my guard inscription, get beaten half to death, and then trigger my alert spell in a chain reaction. When they want to escape from the passage at the back, there is an automatically triggered spider web trap inside, and then the huge rocks inside will roll down. It's a pity that it didn't trigger this time." There seemed to be a hint of loss in Trump's tone. The corners of Cassius' mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless for a moment. Rump then asked, "Master, how are you going to deal with these adventurers?" "Go and take all the magic equipment from that wizard and give it to me, especially the Dimensional Gate Necklace. Then empty all the spells from his brain. It doesn't matter whether he's dead or alive. You can either keep him and transform him into a Dragonborn to help you, or kill him to eliminate future trouble."
"As for the remaining people, kill half of them and let the other half escape on purpose. However, we need to make them think that they escaped on their own." "As for the bard." There was a hint of amusement on Cassius's face. "Let him be a secretary and write some PR articles for us. Send someone to check his progress. He is not allowed to rest until he finishes 12,000 words a day. Even if he needs to take a stimulant, he must continue to take it." "Yes, Master." Trump couldn't help but sigh that when it comes to torturing people, his master is more powerful. Please read on, please read on, Thursday's data will determine whether you can make it to the third round
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