Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 18: In doubt, reread the combat techniques
"Candlelight."

Candlelight is a low-level spell from the Transmutation Department. Its function is to construct a gentle cold light source that suspends above the caster's head. Under normal circumstances, wizards will only use this spell when they have sufficient guards around them.

Because it is too conspicuous, it is undoubtedly a target for arrows.

Also, because it is an improvement on lighting magic, while providing light source, it will also actively expel particles in the nearby air that may affect vision and counteract some weak spell effects.

A cautious explorer would not choose this spell.

A stealthy stalker wouldn't choose this technique either.

But it is just right for Wu Chen at the moment.

The mist couldn't touch him.

As the flames died down, he headed towards the distant mountain, carefully observing the situation in the center of the camp. He held a lightning chain in his hand, ready to confront the current situation if he made a mistake in judgment.

He didn't use that spell.

The fog and the beasts in the fog flooded the place where the camp was located.

Sporadic human roars immediately emanated from the shelter he had built using overturned carriages and other heavy objects. The beasts in the fog completely ignored the camp and rushed straight towards him and the mountains behind him.

The intelligence that Lazard fought so hard for was valuable.

This mist can indeed exert a mass enchantment effect, and those enchanted, while not attacking each other, have the goal of moving towards the top of the mountain. Wu Chen didn't quite understand what was happening up there, but it seemed that the evil forces were calling for reinforcements.

——This is the only way.

Escape was impossible, not to mention the dense fog. Wu Chen couldn't just sell the entire caravan outright. His only option was to rush to the summit of Bonebreaker Ridge before it was too late and help the Sentinels, who were likely still alive, eliminate their target.

Just do it.

The body jerked into action.

He casually threw the lightning chain in his hand backwards—the group of beasts at the forefront of the fog immediately let out a wail. Their pace was delayed, and Wu Chen had already set foot on the mountain path.

Mammoth skeletons were everywhere. After only a few steps, he could see traces of battle and broken skeletons covered in a coarse mist of rust. Without a doubt, these were cannon fodder encountered by the Sentinels in their subjugation efforts. Their purpose was to significantly deplete the Sentinels' physical and magical strength.

They may have played a role.

But they also served as a wake-up call for Wu Chen.

Several fireballs were unleashed, impacting the mountain path behind them, causing some damage and collapse. The bottle of holy water previously gifted by the Sentinel Tolan appeared in Wu Chen's hand. As Wu Chen advanced, it spilled onto a fine steel sword.

Tolan shouldn't have gotten into trouble here—he'd misjudged the situation because of this intelligence. But then he thought, maybe it was the lack of this bottle of holy water that prevented them from successfully eliminating their target.

It's possible, but a seasoned demon hunter wouldn't actually use up all the remaining inventory of their valuable items before hunting a powerful foe. Subduing monsters is a dance between life and death; a single mistake, a moment of fatigue, a single thought, a flicker of doubt could lead to a catastrophic outcome. And this, perhaps, is the true reason for this incident.

Whatever.

Wu Chen breathed lightly and continued to move upwards.

Climbing, sprinting, and crossing the goal - the closer we get to the top of the mountain, the thicker the fog around us becomes. It is obvious that this thick fog really is hanging from the top of the scattered bone ridge.

almost.

Suddenly, a warning sign came to my mind.

The footsteps suddenly stopped, and a translucent magic shield immediately rose in front of the warning sign. A strange beast roar suddenly sounded, accompanied by the oncoming bite of sharp claws!
'Roar——'

The shield suddenly shattered, but the resulting gap was enough for Wu Chen to wield his sword. The metallic tremor was accompanied by the crumbling and scattering of stone chips. Suddenly, a grayish-white, winged giant appeared before his eyes!

Gargoyle.

The gray-white beast had a beastly face and horns. A distinct burn mark remained where the Holy Water Sword had struck it. Its characteristics instantly emerged in Wu Chen's cognition!

A subordinate of the vampire, a creature of magic and a living being of Nirn. They are not true stone statues, but rather monsters capable of petrifying their skin. They possess immense strength and possess a degree of resistance to all spells. Ancient gargoyles can even cast petrification magic and unleash life-draining power from their claws.

One of the monsters a mage least wants to encounter.

But since it is not immune to magic, spells can still be effective!

And when the gray-white beast swung its claws for the second time, a ball of fire appeared in Wu Chen's hand.

Fireball.

Fireball, fireball, fireball.

A series of fiery explosions unfolded before Wu Chen. The magical flames wouldn't harm the caster, and the shockwaves were neutralized by the Iron Armor spell. The gargoyle before him was shattered by the barrage of fireballs. The thick fog that had been lingering around him erupted outwards!

'Peng——'

The wind is howling.

Dozens of meters away, several gargoyles were besieging a golden light shield that was about to break.

Vigilante Tolan was in the light. One of his companions had already fallen to the ground. Another was driving a glowing stake into something that might be a vampire!

He saw Wu Chen.

There was surprise and joy in his eyes.

The surprise and joy faded away in an instant and turned into urgency and tension.

"Quick! Destroy that ritual! It's going to succeed!"

a ceremony.

A ritual in action, a ritual being performed.

Wu Chen turned sharply. A faint crimson glow emanated from the slightly dissipated fog at the summit of the ridge. The massive magical reaction could only be seen through observation. Without hesitation, Wu Chen raised his hand and launched a fireball into the fog, but it exploded before it could cause any actual damage!

The fog suddenly dissipated, revealing countless skeletons piled atop a ceremonial platform that glowed red. A massive, almost-formed creature lifted its massive claws from the pile of bones, just in time to block the fireball Wu Chen launched.

It was a giant beast.

A giant skeleton, constructed from the bones of mammoths and giants, is about to take shape. The sealed dragon's aura seeps into it, granting this giant skeleton power far beyond that of living creatures!
"quick!"

The second fireball, activated.

The target was the ritual platform beneath the behemoth, and this time the entire mountain of bones shook. Cracks appeared on the soon-to-be-formed giant skeleton, and it let out a strange and terrifying scream.

The third one is coming soon.

The third shot would definitely be able to penetrate the defense layer of the ritual platform and forcibly interrupt this large-scale spell.

However, at this moment, the ceremony host, who was trapped by the sentinels and surrounded by an ominous blood light, suddenly let out a scream.

"Let's die together! Lowly humans!"

The glowing stake pierced its heart.

A deep red mist of light erupted from its body.

The gargoyles besieging the shield suddenly exploded, shattering the shield. A crimson mist of light surged toward the ritual platform!

(End of this chapter)