Goblin Heavy Dependence

Chapter 251 Rain and Blood
[Exile], 4th Ring Protection System.

Its effect is to temporarily banish a creature within the field of vision to another plane (charm saving throw).

After the effect ends, the target will be teleported back to its original location.

Without a doubt, this is an extremely practical spell.

Especially in large-scale battles where there are many enemies, including elite individuals.

Imagine this scenario: a well-equipped party of four adventurers, while exploring a dungeon, unexpectedly encounters a troublesome monster capable of summoning a large number of "minion-like" minions.

Under normal circumstances, the team members have to deal with the encirclement and attack of a large number of mobs while being on guard against the sneak attacks of elite monsters, which is very troublesome.

If the team has a caster who has the [Ban] spell, they can directly cast the spell to banish the elite monster from the field.

The teammates then took the opportunity to clear the battlefield.

Once the spell's effect ends and the monster returns to the field, its numerical advantage will no longer exist, and the situation will reverse, with the monster now facing an onslaught from the adventurers.

Furthermore, some astute individuals with combat ingenuity have developed a technique to cast the [Exile] spell on themselves or their teammates to avoid potentially massive damage.

For example, the last breath released by a dragon before it dies, using up all its remaining strength; or a one-time use [Sunburst] spell scroll from a wealthy mage.

The unique ability of dimensional travel has led to countless years of development and use of this spell, which has been explored in countless ways by spellcasters around the world.

However, since it is only a fourth-circle spell, it means that at least a level 7 mage is needed to memorize its spell model and list it on the standard spell list.

The Banishment spell, of course, also has its limitations.

The conditions such as spell casting time, materials, posture, and concentration are self-evident and can be overcome by high-level mages simply through their expertise.

The duration and number of targets of a spell can also be enhanced through upgrades.

Most importantly, the [Exile] spell does not have the ability to permanently teleport a creature to another plane. Whether it's for a minute or twenty-four hours, the exiled target will eventually return to its original place.

Furthermore, the spell does not work unconditionally. Before being banished, the target will undergo a charm check. If the target successfully saves the spell, the banishment will fail.

Therefore, many individuals, such as warlocks, whose primary attribute is "charisma" or who possess exceptional charisma, are rarely affected by the [Exile] spell.

Given this premise, a fully grown red dragon, excluding the magic resistance already present in its scales.

The average attractiveness attribute of the population is "21".

Among the six attributes, it is second only to "strength" and "physique," which have become stereotypes in the eyes of the world and are believed to make dragons powerful.

Generally speaking, below the legendary level, almost no mage can use normal methods to make the [Ban] spell work on an adult red dragon.

Even with the best of luck, if a certain unlucky red dragon fails its charm check...

There is also a second protective measure.

Dragons, upon reaching adulthood, possess an innate ability to make adjustments to various spell checks—

"Legendary resistance".

It allows for a certain number of forced saves against spells that fail to be checked, with the time unit being days.

It must be admitted that dragons are indeed creatures that have received special favor from the Creator.

There's no need to fight stinking, filthy goblins in the caves, nor to toil under the scorching sun in the fields to fill one's stomach.

They lie in their nests, sleep for decades or even centuries, and when they emerge again, they are already creatures standing at the top of the pyramids of the continent of Aifara.

While Violet is indeed a reborn individual, her current professional level is not higher than level 5.

Even the most basic and most rudimentary [Banner] spell does not meet the casting requirements.

Not to mention completely banishing a fully grown red dragon to another plane.

In fact, even she before her rebirth—

An academic-style extraordinary prophetic mage who has spent most of his life in the laboratory dealing with various equipment and whose professional level has just reached 15.

They also lack the ability.

But right now, this adult red dragon named "Krogbari" has entered a state of paralysis where its entire body is under control and unable to move, just like before it was banished.

As for the reason... it is naturally one of the trump cards that Violet retrieved during her journey through the river of time.

A banishment spell named after her, yet completely unfamiliar to her, capable of ignoring resistance and even permanently teleporting.

She believed she was carrying the mission of "saving the world," and aside from her memories of her past life, she naturally had a limited number of backup plans.

"Boom boom!"

Amidst a raging wind teeming with magical particles and shrouded in torrential rain, a dazzling magical light burst forth before our eyes.

The enormous, crimson dragon, resembling a miniature volcano, still had its membranous wings folded to its sides, while its four thick, powerful lower limbs were lifted off the ground by the dazzling light, its entire body suspended in mid-air.

For the first time, Xia Nan saw a hint of human panic and fear in its vertical pupils, which were filled with rage like lava.

And not far in front of him, there was a huge shadow that almost covered the entire area.

It was a long, off-white robe that swung violently, revealing a slender, frail, and indistinct silhouette beneath the garment.

Her eyes were closed, and her dark chestnut ponytail, soaked by the rain, bounced incessantly.

Keep in mind the precautions for Viroer.

hum-

A flash of grayish-white sword light appeared, and the decapitation sword was already drawn.

"Attention alert!"

Xia Nan gave a low, cold shout, turning his back as his dark eyes scanned the surroundings.

The red dragon was controlled by magic, and the people who were originally affected by the dragon's might gradually recovered.

All that could be heard was a series of "whooshing" sounds in the air.

The dagger, rapier, and longbow were already firmly in their hands.

Dragon's might is a powerful aura unique to dragons, which may temporarily impair one's ability to think and act, but it will not leave one completely unaware of what is happening in the outside world.

Haian, Wood, and the others had clearly heard Vera's instructions.

Although I don't know how the other party did it, in this critical moment, there is simply no time to think or ask any questions.

The moment they regained their mobility, they each drew their weapons and professionally protected her.

He was on guard against anything around him that might interfere with the spellcasting.

Everyone was understandably nervous, as they all knew what would happen if the spell was interrupted.

At that time, the enraged red dragon will surely use its breath to burn them to ashes.

The black bangs on his forehead were wet with rain, and out of the corner of his eye was the crimson body of the red dragon suspended in the air, his eyes fixed on the empty wasteland in front of him.

For some reason, Xia Nan suddenly felt a sense of absurdity.

Just two days ago, I was huddled in a tavern, drinking the local specialty, red-scaled mushroom soup, wondering if adding a couple more slices of cheese would make it taste even better.

Right now, however, he has to use this body, which has just embarked on the path of a professional, to protect a spellcaster of unknown strength and an adult red dragon.

Recalling the previous few trips, which initially seemed unremarkable but ended up with all sorts of strange tasks appearing out of nowhere, Xia Nan suddenly began to doubt himself.

The gathering commission allowed him to step into a secret realm, but the promotion quest, which was just a symbolic process, directly led him to run into a suspected evil god. He finally encountered a few relatively professional teammates, but in the end, he cut off their heads.

"Although I'm an adventurer... isn't my career a little too 'exciting'?"

No one else could boast like him, even if they did in the tavern.

"grass!"

Xia Nan cursed inwardly, already thinking about finding an easy-going deity to pray to after returning to the city.

boom--

The world under the torrential rain was briefly brightened, followed by a belated and deafening thunderclap.

Even though the area is currently shrouded in dark clouds and rain, the environment here is quite gloomy.

However, it still retains a good view.

As far as the eye can see, up to the tops of the distant rolling hills, all living things are clearly visible.

Because of the dragon's might released when the red dragon landed, the surrounding area became exceptionally empty, and not a single wild rabbit or four-legged lizard, which are the most common animals in the Xia Nanlian Mountains, could be seen.

Obviously, no creature would dare to approach this place and commit suicide.

The most likely factor affecting Violet's spellcasting is not actually from the outside, but rather...

Xia Nan's eyes shifted slightly, his gaze sweeping over his teammates.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, his position, which was noticeably further back than the others and closer to the mage girl, already revealed his thoughts.

If any member of the team acts irrationally and attacks Violet or the Red Dragon...

With his speed and explosive power, he should be able to stop the attack before the mage and the dragon are affected.

Perhaps he was overthinking it. At least for now, even Sava, the dragonborn who has a racial hatred for dragons and is most likely to act rashly, is obediently holding his rapier, keeping watch for everyone.

When you are highly focused, time seems to slow down.

Five minutes felt like five hours to everyone on the field.

As the magical radiance shimmering in the air grew brighter and more dazzling, the turbulent magical particles became so dense that they seemed to blend into the rain.

Finally, a soft sound, quite different from the previous loud noise, like the popping of an unfilled balloon, was heard.

"Snapped."

The massive, crimson figure, along with the slender, frail girl in front of it, vanished from the spot without warning.

Only the lingering smell of sulfur in the air, gradually dissipating under the rain, and the dragon's breath scorch marks that stretched far into the distance behind the hills, indicated what everyone had just experienced.

"Pfft."

Still clutching his longbow, the half-elf Haian collapsed onto the muddy ground, utterly exhausted.

Sweat and raindrops mingled on his fair face, making it impossible to distinguish them; he was panting heavily, and the fatigue on his face was clearly visible.

As an ordinary person who has not yet obtained a professional level, he has done his best to withstand the dragon's might and to keep watch for his teammates for so long.

Beside him, Wood also let out a heavy sigh of relief, looking extremely dazed, his right hand supporting his young master trembling violently.

Sava was in an even worse state; his tall, upright lizard-like body was reduced to crawling on all fours on the ground.

A lizard head, bearing a striking resemblance to the fire dragon from before, hung low, thick saliva dripping uncontrollably from its mouth.

Of the group, Xia Nan performed the best.

Perhaps it was his inherently good mental fortitude, or perhaps it was his physical attributes and expertise that far surpassed those of other professionals of the same level that made him resistant to the effects of intimidation.

Although he was still terrified, there was no obvious change in his appearance.

They even went forward and helped Sawa up from the ground.

"How's it going? Are you okay?"

"Okay, okay."

Sava, panting heavily, waved his hand in reply.

Those vertical pupils couldn't help but look at the spot where Luca had been completely burned to ashes by the dragon's breath in front of everyone.

"So now... we're just going to wait for her to come back, like Vera said?"

Although it was a question, the fact that she asked it, combined with the Dragonborn's tone, already revealed her thoughts.

Clearly, the red dragon had given the other side a lot of fright.

Sawa just wants to get out of this hellhole as soon as possible.

Xia Nan even suspected that if they weren't alone in this desolate wilderness, the other party might have offered to leave the group and go back alone on the spot.

"Let's wait thirty minutes first. If she's not back after half an hour..."

Wood, with a serious expression, took over the conversation.

He also seemed to have no intention of staying in the same place for two hours, as Véruel had previously mentioned.

As Haian's personal bodyguard, the other party's safety was the most important thing for Wood to protect at this moment.

It is true that Violet took the danger away from them, but for him to stay and wait for half an hour was already the greatest act of kindness; he could not possibly take any more risks.

Xia Nan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but before he could speak, he did not.

Suddenly, under the cover of rain, a bright, silvery-white glint flashed across the horizon.

Upon closer inspection, one could see an oval-shaped metal block embedded in the mud on the ground.

"Dream Corridor?"

It wasn't banished to another dimension along with the red dragon?
Xia Nan was surprised and took a step forward, intending to pick it up from the mud.

Beside him, a tan figure, like a vicious dog pouncing on its prey, charged straight forward.

Previously, he hadn't thought much about the metal block that Luca had picked up in town. But after what had just happened, he remembered the unusual behavior of the Morton family knights, the Duke of Morton's lost heirloom, and the red dragon who had deliberately flown down from the sky just because of this item.

Sava already had a theory about the origin of the items.

Seeing that he was still on the field, he naturally pounced on him.

However, she was ultimately a step behind.

Just as she stood beside the metal block, bent down, and stretched her hands out towards the ground.

A slender sword, resembling a bee sting, silently emerged from the seemingly empty air behind him.

"Chiga".

Smooth and precise, penetrating the cervical vertebrae.

Blood, mixed with rainwater, dripped onto the silvery-white surface of the Dream Corridor.

(End of this chapter)