Red Dragon has magic

Chapter 232 Red Dragon's Weakness

Leon didn't have anyone who could cast healing spells, so Cecilia had to take drugs... Taking drugs cost money, and she couldn't afford that, so she could only rely on self-healing. Fortunately, it was just a minor skin injury, and dragons have super strong healing abilities.

The small wound had healed, but the big wound had not yet scabbed over. It hurt a little when she moved. Cecilia didn't want to sleep, so she lay on the crater and discussed with Saloveise how to deal with Danalan.

As a green dragon, Cecilia's idea was naturally to find a way to corrupt that elven city and turn all the elves into evil. If she could occupy that elven city, she would be willing to move her nest there without any trouble.

Saloves's idea was simple: to rob, burn and kill.

Of course, they, a young green dragon and a teenage red dragon, are really insignificant for such a big elven city - in terms of scale, Danalan is actually far smaller than Watchport. It can only be said that it is much larger than an elven village. It is a city after all. It can only be said that anyone with a dream is great.

"It seems my brother is back." Saloveis suddenly raised her head. With her sharp eyes, she saw the figure of a red dragon flying across the sea. Under the moonlight, it looked like a gorgeous ruby. No wonder some people mistook it for a ruby ​​dragon.

Cecilia walked towards Leon who was slowly landing and said, “Why did the master come back so soon?”

"Because I just went there to make some threats." Leon told the dragon everything that happened after he went to Danalan, looking down at the green dragon. "You won't blame me for acting on my own initiative. Ten thousand gold coins, I think it's enough to calm your anger."

Ten thousand gold coins is not a small amount. Many dragons may not be able to save so much wealth by adulthood after struggling for decades. It is just a minor injury. Any dragon would be willing to take such compensation, and Cecilia is no exception.

Suddenly thinking of something, Cecilia rolled her eyes and said, "Ten thousand gold coins is too much for my minor injury. Five thousand gold coins will be enough."

"Five thousand gold coins are enough?" After hearing Cecilia's words, Saloves looked at the green dragon with some disdain. "I've only heard of people complaining about too little money, but never heard of people complaining about too much money... You don't want to give up ten thousand gold coins and only want five thousand gold coins. Are you stupid?"

Saloveis wonders whether she should stay away from the green dragon, because it is rumored that stupidity is contagious.

The brother is so smart, why is the sister so stupid? In fact, Cecilia also disliked the red dragon. Girl, you really don't understand the ways of the world. She said, "Five thousand gold coins, I only want five thousand gold coins, and the remaining five thousand gold coins are for the master. The master has worked hard for me."

Saloves suddenly realized that she was not that stupid, she was just greedy.

The green dragon is worthy of being a green dragon. No, most green dragons probably can't do that. Most green dragons are probably only willing to provide emotions and are reluctant to give up material things. Leon looked at Cecilia and couldn't be more satisfied. He wanted to be polite, but he held back in the end.

He is a pauper now.

Leon had been running around, and his magic power was not completely consumed, but it was consumed a lot. He urgently needed to rest. He said a few words casually and ran to rest. He jumped into the lava pool, soaked his whole body in the lava, rested his head on the edge of the pool, and thought about all sorts of things before falling asleep.

That elven city was really powerful. A maze lock alone could make the elves shrouded in it ignore his ferocious fear effect. I think the Soul-Calling Sanskrit Sound would be similar. So the only spell left was Samadhi True Fire, which had limited group damage. Its efficiency in killing the enemy would be greatly reduced. But it was difficult for him to destroy the maze lock.

The elf woman in mithril armor is not weak, and the elf general named Elan is quite strong. Besides, there are a large number of powerful elves. If he doesn't have the magic power to maintain his indestructible body, he probably won't be able to hold on for long, unless he brings an entire army to share the firepower.

In this situation, he cannot continue fighting. He has to consider leaving when half of his magic power is consumed, otherwise he may not be able to escape when he senses danger.

Anyway, you must not be as hot-blooded as other red dragons. Often, even though they know that the enemy is stronger, they are unwilling to escape or compromise, fearing that they will lose face. Don’t they know that life is more important than anything else? Better to live a miserable life than to die a good death.

If nothing unexpected happens, we will not be able to take down the elf city in one go, and we must be prepared for long-term harassment.

……

...When Leon entered the dream, in Danalan, far away from the volcanic island, the chaos brought by the red dragon had subsided, the wounded had been rescued, and the mess left by the red dragon had been cleaned up. The generals and senators were now gathered together, sitting around a round table.

Elan hunched his waist slightly, put his hands on the table, scanned everyone with his eyes, and said, "Everyone, tell me what you think."

The separation of the elves since ancient times has resulted in the elves today being divided into three subraces: high elves, wood elves, and dark elves, generally known as drow.

From the copper-colored skin and black hair, it can be seen that the elf who was speaking at this time was a wood elf: "That red dragon is very strange. Compared with the red dragon that exudes the smell of sulfur and pumice, it is more like a fey life form, similar to the moonstone dragon that was born in the Fairy Wasteland. It may be a hybrid dragon."

"Unlike red dragons that are often driven by anger, that red dragon is undoubtedly very rational." He was an elegant elven wizard with long golden hair. "Rational red dragons are not uncommon, but this is the first time I have seen a red dragon that can use a sword. I originally thought that those rumors were false and that I was ignorant."

Most great wizards are old, and there must be a reason behind this. The reason is that the postures, materials, and verbal components in the spell formulas need to be done exactly, and this level of detail can only be mastered through long-term practice.

Of all the mortal races, elves are the best suited to the study of magic. They have long life spans of many centuries to study magic, and trance gives them even more time to practice, as they can rest and reinforce the knowledge they have acquired while studying.

There are many wizards in Danalan. Another wizard spoke: "The magic used by that red dragon is very strange. The fire he spewed out is not an ordinary flame... I observed the gate he burned. That gate could have protected against the flames, but under his flames, the protection against the flames was ineffective. The magic failed."

The elf dressed as a ranger said, "Whether it's arrows or swords and spears... that red dragon seems to have turned into a piece of iron. Our attacks can't hurt him at all."

"Not only that, our spells can't hurt him either, no matter what kind of spells they are, freezing, lightning, strong acid, erosion..." The black-haired wizard's expression was solemn, "It's not invincibility, it's not magic that protects him from harm, but he has turned into a piece of iron or something harder, so strong that he ignores all damage."

"The control spell is effective." Another wood elf druid, "The grasping vines can control him and keep him on the ground, but it won't last long. He is very strong and can tear the vines apart with a single effort. If there are more people, I think we can tie him up."

The pale elf with smooth skin like alabaster, undoubtedly a high elf, said: "We must be prepared. The red dragon is very smart and cunning. He will not wait for us to be ready. He is likely to set a fire here and then run away."

"And he's not just a dragon." The high elf continued, "According to intelligence, he has a green dragon, a blue dragon, and a powerful fire giant under his command... There are reports that someone once saw two red dragons flying in the sky together."

"We need help," said the Elf Councillor. "We need to invite the Archdruid out."

"Perhaps we can cooperate with that red dragon." He was a surrenderist, or better said, a dove. "That red dragon doesn't ask us to submit to him. He just wants compensation and trade. We used to trade in Watch Harbor, and we can continue to trade in Watch Harbor now."

More than a dozen people argued for an hour, with each talking back and forth.

Elan found that the elf girl was his favorite offspring. As long as she grew up, she would definitely become the backbone of Danalan in the future. He hesitated to speak again and again, and said softly: "I see that you want to talk, Verance."

"Yes, I really want to talk." Vilanser took a breath, "Even though he can use a sword and cast various spells, the damage of that red dragon is actually not that terrible. The main reason is that his defense is too strong. Whether it is physical damage or magical damage, our attacks have no effect on him."

"If he is really that invincible," said Velancer, "why does he still wear dragon armor? It doesn't make any sense."

"You mean..." Elan thought.

"Perhaps the secret lies under his dragon armor. If we take off his dragon armor, we may be able to inflict heavy damage on him." Vilanser said, "That dragon armor is definitely used to protect his weaknesses."

"That dragon armor is so ugly, it can't be worn by a playboy to look cool." Vilanser shrugged, "That red dragon can't be so childish."

(End of this chapter)