Section 0005: The Upset Hornet's Nest: The Great Showdown
This cursed weather is rather strange; it must be the work of the Tesi Empire. Thunderstorms are not in my favor! Young Morin, hold on tight; if you fall, don't blame me. I am about to charge! The gold coin flutters, dodging the lightning that strikes down intermittently. More lightning is brewing in the densely clouded sky, and being covered in blades makes one particularly susceptible to lightning. Although the gold dragon possesses the innate ability of a void magnetic field defense, it may not be able to completely withstand the concentrated onslaught of lightning.
Immediately following, accompanied by the inexplicable howls of a fierce beast and the continuous rumbling of thunder, an extremely long chain of lightning flickered intermittently between the clouds. Suddenly, the golden dragon's body emerged briefly from beneath the clouds, its claws tightly grasping a giant bird covered in black iron feathers. Those with sharp eyesight on the ground could see that this black-feathered giant bird was known as the spirit of wind and lightning—the ninth-tier flying giant bird, the Thunder Sparrow. Its feathers, akin to tempered steel, were impervious to blades and spears, capable of controlling wind and lightning, and immune to low-level magic below the third tier. It had always been highly sought after by noble families for its elite combat power, revered as a guardian beast of the clan. Yet now, it was being torn apart like a rag doll under the claws of the golden dragon, which twisted its body, its myriad of blades grinding against the Thunder Sparrow.
"Gold coins, now close your eyes, now listen to my command!" Morin shouted loudly from the back of the golden dragon. In order to maintain his identity as a dragon knight and not have the dragon flute taken back, becoming a subject of ridicule, he always sought various means to control this golden dragon.
A dazzling orb of light suddenly plunged into the cloud mass, accompanied by the clashing sounds of weapons and the continuous roars of colossal beasts. Amidst a dissonant and mournful howl, a figure clad in azure armor fell helplessly from the clouds, leaving a trail of blood. Like a meteor, it plummeted to the ground. The outcome for the empty knight, who had lost his mount and lacked the strength of a Sword Saint or a Mage, was all too predictable
Gold coins, let them taste something fierce first! Blade Charge! Morin tightly gripped the dragon saddle, his body radiating with light-type battle energy, a faint golden glow bursting forth. He reached back, and with a clang, a brilliantly shining giant two-handed sword sprang out from the massive sword sheath behind him, accurately landing in his hand. Once the dragon knight was extremely close to the opponent, the remaining battle would be that of the knight on the dragon's back.
A faint halo of light radiated from Morin, rapidly expanding to envelop the body of the golden dragon, resembling a massive eggshell of pale gold. It surged upward into the clouds from below, and suddenly, this pale golden shell erupted with a dazzling brilliance, as if the midday sun had suddenly appeared beneath the clouds, illuminating the world in a blinding white light that made it impossible to open one's eyes
"Let us charge in and tear them all apart!" The battle intent in Morin's eyes was soaring, and the crimson cloak behind him billowed like a war banner. Both the gold dragons and the dark dragons were renowned for their prowess in close combat. While the dark dragons might leave their enemies with a whole corpse or a mangled body, the rampaging gold dragons were a ferocious presence that would not rest until they had torn their opponents to shreds.
Two fireballs, each the size of a human head, chased after the golden coin from behind, shadowing its movements as it twisted and turned in the air. Although Akar and Misel were both rough and fiery in temperament, how could they possibly become Dragon Knights without the skills of a librarian? At this moment, they were executing Morin's signature auxiliary attack technique, "Meteor Accompanying the Moon," providing protection for Morin. This required not only familiarity with the flight trajectory of the golden coin but also bold and precise control. The golden dragon was accompanied by two explosive fireballs, charging straight towards the heavy clouds above. But how could they possibly become Dragon Knights without the skills of a librarian? At this moment, they were executing Morin's signature auxiliary attack technique, "Meteor Accompanying the Moon," providing protection for Morin. This required not only familiarity with the flight trajectory of the golden coin but also bold and precise control. The golden dragon was accompanied by two explosive fireballs, charging straight towards the heavy clouds above.
A spear of ice, half the length of a dragon's body, shot through the air with an extreme chill, narrowly missing the position of Misel as it crashed through the gold coins. It continued on until it exhausted its force at a great distance, falling in an arc from the sky. Whether it would injure the troops on the ground was no longer a concern for Morin and the others.
Morin remained silent, his gaze, sharp as a sword beneath the helmet, roamed the sky in search of the next target. The bright, gleaming hands on the Dragon Slayer sword bore a hint of crimson. With a gentle flick of his wrist, that hint of red was instantly swept away by the high winds, vanishing into the air like a droplet of blood.
Several dark spots that had been lurking in the clouds sensed danger and quickly scattered. One of the griffon riders had a shiny silver blade on his arm, leaving a trail of blood droplets in the air, a result of one of the blades previously ejected by the gold coin. Below the clouds, dozens of large fireballs were shot up in succession, bombarding the clouds in a frenzy, with red light flashing wildly, causing the fleeing figures to be in a state of disarray. After the protective fireballs around the gold dragon were consumed in a clash with lightning, the fire dragon Misael replenished two fireballs to guard the gold dragon, while recklessly casting fireballs around the gold coin. The highly compressed fireballs, glowing with a bluish-white hue, emitted a dangerous aura that was more than a hundred times stronger than that of ordinary fireball spells.
The golden dragon let out a soft long howl, its two menacing wings covered in a layer of sharp blades. Suddenly, several long blades detached and shot towards the distant shadow flickering within the clouds at an incredible speed, piercing into the clouds like a flash of lightning. The air was filled with the lingering sound of slicing through the atmosphere, the speed no less than that of the previously launched ice spear. Controlling metal is the golden dragon's forte, with various ores and metals typically forming an important part of its repertoire. The ability to morph its body, armor up, transform blades, and utilize its innate void magnetic field to launch sharp attacks against enemies are all signature skills of the golden dragon. The air was filled with the lingering sound of slicing through the atmosphere, the speed no less than that of the previously launched ice spear. Controlling metal is the golden dragon's forte, with various ores and metals typically forming an important part of its repertoire. The ability to morph its body, armor up, transform blades, and utilize its innate void magnetic field to launch sharp attacks against enemies are all signature skills of the golden dragon.
Fighting against an opponent under the thunderclouds is akin to battling against the heavens and the earth. One can only say that the adversary is exceedingly cunning, as they have managed to set up an environment advantageous to themselves in advance. By leveraging the weather conditions, they can effortlessly unleash their maximum attacking power. Both Morin and Aka will have to contend with a reduction in their strength in such an environment.
Morin's light-type battle aura enveloped his entire body, blossoming into a faint light shield. Countless electric serpents writhed on the surface of the shield, and Morin felt a tingling sensation coursing through him, accompanied by a noticeable delay in his movements.
Regardless of the circumstances, the golden dragon does not stoop to taking advantage of the situation to harm Morin during the battle mission. Even the dullest dragon understands that stabbing a comrade in the back during combat, unless a private agreement can be reached with the enemy, is almost tantamount to seeking death. The honor of a dragon absolutely forbids collusion with the enemy
"Damn! It's a bastard from Tesi!" Seeing several small black dots intermittently appearing in the extremely low-hanging dark clouds in the distance, Aka was suddenly enraged. Misael also raised its long dragon neck and fiercely spat several blazing blue fireballs in that direction as a retort, as for the accuracy, only heaven knows.
A mass of flesh mixed with countless feathers fell to the ground; after this thunderbird had eliminated the knight, it was unexpectedly torn apart by the golden dragon. This illustrates the relentless and brutal nature of the golden dragon, which spares no one and leaves no survivors.
Only after one or two seconds did the sound of the ice spear breaking through the air reach Morin and Akar, as if recounting the perilousness of the previous strike and how fierce it was, actually breaking the sound barrier, faster than the sound itself. The fire dragon Misael and the dragon knight Akar's hearts raced uncontrollably; these two were incredibly reckless, as this was a battlefield where anything could happen.
A few sharp and strange howls, filled with surprise and anger, echoed through the clouds! The seemingly random raid by the gold coins appeared to have yielded unexpected gains
Bang
Under normal circumstances, the gold dragon would not care about the life and death of the fire dragon Misel's knight. However, in a combat situation, losing even one unit of strength on one's side would significantly alter the balance of power between the two sides
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"Misael, protect your knight, damn it, you are distracted again!" The gold coin suddenly let out a roar, fiercely flapping its wings to crash into the nearby fire dragon, then quickly folded its wings and dove down. Even the most arrogant dragon knew that without the cooperation of its human knight partner in such a situation, it was not far from death. It emitted a long dragon's roar to remind the fire dragon, which was just over a hundred years younger than itself.
Although the gold dragon is intent on eliminating its knight, it would not act so irrationally on the battlefield. Without the assistance of its knight, its combat effectiveness would naturally be significantly reduced, and the enemy would not spare a dragon without a knight. As a proud member of the dragon race, especially the gold dragon, which is said to be the embodiment of the strongest weapon in the hands of the gods, it has no reason to flee. Once on the battlefield, the gold dragon consciously chooses to fight alongside Morin, showing no inclination to be lazy or cunning.
Charge! The golden dragon shouted at the recently recovered Akar and Misel: "Little Fire Dragon, provide fire cover!" With a powerful flap of its wings, the armor formed on its body became even more menacing, covered in sharp spikes. The most notable feature of the golden dragon is that its entire body, from the inside out, resembles a piece of liquid metal, capable of freely altering its form and evolving into various weapons. At this moment, the golden dragon resembled a porcupine armed to the teeth, darting left and right as it lunged towards the clouds above. This peculiar flying posture mimicked the Wind Dragon's "Hunting Sparrow Trajectory." Although it could only exert one-tenth of the effect due to not being of the wind attribute, it was sufficient to compensate for the golden dragon's lack of agility.
Several bolts of lightning struck down from the clouds, while the golden dragon swayed left and right. Two fireballs closely following behind suddenly collided with a lightning bolt as thick as a water barrel, resulting in the spectacular blooming of two enormous crimson dahlias, each over a hundred meters in diameter, in mid-air, breathtakingly beautiful
"Gold coins, let’s go!" Morin declared with a fierce battle intent, having just narrowly avoided a surprise attack that almost skewered Aka and Misail like candied hawthorns. Such a precise and targeted ice spear aimed at a fire-type dragon could not have been launched by an ordinary person. The tips of the wings of the gold-type dragon beneath him were still adorned with icicles.
Damn it! These cowards are fleeing as fast as rabbits! Morin! I want to take them all down! A Thunder Sparrow Knight of the Tesi Empire has been slain, and one has been severely injured. The gold dragon seems to be insatiable, its sharp wings trembling and extending even more densely, increasing its flying speed.