Red Dragon has magic

Chapter 305 Who is the madman?
The seal's swimming speed is not as fast as the Storm Herald. In order not to be caught by the Storm Herald, Leon decisively transformed into a sailfish. His average swimming speed exceeded 100 kilometers per hour, and the maximum speed was close to 200 kilometers per hour, trying to stay away from the Storm Herald.

Leon didn't know how long he had been swimming or where he had gone. He could only guarantee that even if the silver dragon turned back to look for him, it would never find him. Then he slowly stopped.

"Druid, why don't you run away?" Storm Herald caught up with Leon, waving his trident to smash the reefs covered with seaweed.

Lyon glanced at the Storm Herald, swung his tail and dived into the seaweed. In an instant, the swordfish disappeared, and a Storm Herald stood up, leaving the Storm Herald that was chasing after it stunned.

"Who told you that I'm a druid?" Leon's transformed Storm Herald had no shortage of weapons and equipment, but those weapons and equipment were only for show and not practical.

"Do you think illusions can deceive me?" Storm Herald was furious and threw the trident tightly.

Leon now has some martial arts skills. He can easily block the flying trident with the trident in his hand. Then he controls the tentacles to pick up a stone and throw it back, proving that he is not an illusion.

"Shape change?" The Storm Herald was knowledgeable and experienced. After all, he was a corrupted Storm Giant. Storm Giants were often hidden prophets who were good at deep thought. They could predict the rise and fall of the Empire and foresee the beginning and end of fortune and disaster. By interpreting signs and prophecies, they mastered a large number of unknown secrets and information about legendary forgotten treasures.

"You are very strong, but you have picked the wrong person." Storm Herald waved his hand, and the trident automatically flew back to his hand.

"They are just some livestock. Are you so anxious?" Leon said indifferently. He knew that Kraken didn't care about the Kraken priests at all. "You are hiding in the deep sea. How can I attract their attention and find you if I don't kill a few livestock?"

"Who are you?" Feng Baoxian heard this with a serious expression, "What do you want from us?"

"I have nothing to do with you. I have something to do with your master." Leon stood on the seabed.

Storm Herald stared at Leon closely and asked, "So what do you want from Him?"

"Knowing too much about some things is not good for you. Haven't you heard the saying? The more ignorant, the happier." Leon said mysteriously, without saying a single useful word. Because he knew that talking too much would lead to mistakes, and Storm Herald was not someone who could be easily fooled.

The Storm Herald was thinking that no one would dare to tease him, especially his master - unless the gods came, no one in the dark deep sea would be a match for his master - unless he wanted to become fish food.

"Okay, I can take you to see my master." Storm Herald didn't think for too long. A guy who can change his shape shouldn't be so bored. "I hope you really have something to say."

Lyon originally thought that it would take some effort to meet the Kraken, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.

On second thought, putting himself in his shoes, it seems not difficult to understand. If there is a spellcaster who can perform the nine-ring spell of shape-changing and says that he wants to visit him on the volcanic island for something, his subordinates will definitely not refuse, and he will not mind meeting him.

In short, the battle was stopped and Leon left with Storm Herald.

Deep in the boundless ocean, in the dark waters beyond the reach of sunlight, countless shipwrecks lie quietly on the seabed, forming a forgotten ancient relic, in which lurks a gigantic Kraken, looming in the ominous darkness.

The Kraken is not a giant deep-sea octopus. It looks more like a big fish. The huge mouth of the deep-sea fish is filled with densely packed thin and long teeth. Ten tentacles full of hooks and suction cups grow from the tail, which are entangled between the masts of the sunken ship like a giant python.

"You want to see me?" Kraken knows many languages, such as Abyssal, Celestial, Infernal, and Primordial, but he can't speak. As a powerful psychic user, he mainly relies on telepathy to communicate. Kraken slowly approached Leon and said, "You are not a storm giant."

Legend has it that in the early days, the Krakens were fierce warriors under the gods. After the war of the gods, the Krakens were no longer enslaved by the gods, nor were they bound by others.

The Kraken is not some weird creature, but a Titan, definitely one of the most powerful creatures in the material plane. He undoubtedly possesses true vision, but Leon's seventy-two transformations are not to be trifled with, and it was difficult to see through Leon's true form for a while.

Regardless of the shape change, or the requirement to see the target at least once for the 72 transformations, Leon's eyes wandered over the Kraken wantonly, from the ugly head to the flippers...

Yes, the Kraken looks like a fish, but it has no fins, only seal-like flippers that allow it to crawl on the seabed and on land. You should know that some Krakens are amphibious and will go up rivers, build nests in freshwater lakes, and destroy towns along the way.

"Why don't you speak?" Kraken waited quietly for more than ten seconds, but when Leon still couldn't speak, he immediately emitted a wave of psychic energy. A group of red-eyed Shahua fishmen, sea evil spirits, and various aquatic creatures appeared from the darkness.

Leon felt the electric current, but he was now the Storm Herald and was immune to lightning.

Leon was tempted when he saw the countless treasures on the shipwreck under the Kraken, but after thinking about it, if possible, he decided not to provoke a powerful Kraken for that little treasure, right?

"People have been disappearing in Whalebone Town recently. Did you send someone to do it?" Lyon didn't have telepathy, and he uttered a lot of foam when he opened his mouth.

“What did you say?” It’s not that the Kraken didn’t understand what Leon said, but he found it hard to understand. You went to the deep sea and stood in front of the powerful Kraken, just for something that couldn’t be any smaller?

"I was commissioned by the Lord of Iron Harbor to investigate the disappearances in Whalebone Town. The case was traced back to your subordinate, the Kraken Priest..." Leon said, "If you confess, you will be treated leniently. If you resist, you will be treated severely. I advise you not to resist stubbornly."

Kraken was a little confused and said, "Are you crazy?"

"Why did you bring a madman to me?" Kraken did not get angry at Leon. A normal person would not get angry with a madman. Instead, he turned to look at the Herald of Storms.

“No,” said Storm Herald, “He must have seen Lord Yor’sahj’s great body and suffered a mental shock that caused him to lose his mind and fall into madness.”

Leon did not explain and continued: "Since this is your first offense, as long as you are willing to compensate, I can choose to let bygones be bygones."

Kraken felt a little bored, and before turning around he said, "Kill him."

"Leave it to me, Lord Yosahsi." Storm Herald swam towards Leon, "I don't care who you are. You have embarrassed me in front of Lord Yosahsi. I will cut you into pieces."

The challenge level of the Kraken is not low, but Leon dares to appear in front of it, so he is naturally confident that he can surpass it in challenge level... He is now a young dragon who has lived for fifty years, and the heavenly elixir, whose raw materials alone are worth nearly a million, is not eaten in vain.

Leon chuckled and used his Seventy-Two Transformations to transform from a Storm Herald into a giant Kraken.

(End of this chapter)