The Villain Saint is my secondary account

Vatrian rubbed his head and found that everything in his field of vision had returned to normal. The blood-red sun in the sky was no longer there, and the dense tentacles on the ground were gone.

All that could be seen was Ye Xiao, who was sitting on the ground in the distance, his hair disheveled, with an embarrassed smile on his face, muttering something to himself awkwardly.

"bad."

Ye Xiao originally planned to deal with Vatrian after gathering the information, but unexpectedly, the dragon broke through the shackles much faster than expected.

As mentioned earlier, Ella's divine power was exhausted and limited after the battle at Sandbar Fortress, so she can hardly provide much help to Ye Xiao in a direct confrontation.

She can't use powerful divine arts like Beast Transformation Holy Fire, and even the Space Gate requires a short interval before she can use it continuously. Her true form has shrunk to a powerless loli, and all she can do in a fight is act cute.

However, her inherent chaotic nature remained. She used a spatial portal to create a small number of tentacles and sludge to sneak attack Vatrian, and then used the Moon Goddess's Web to transmit divine power remotely. For a transcendent being, she could still influence their mind to a certain extent.

Ye Xiao anticipated that Vatrian wouldn't think to guard against his underhanded tricks, so he was almost certain to take care of the guy.

But the dragon's roar had the effect of breaking mental spells. This guy suddenly rushed out and roared, which immediately nullified the illusion that Ella had cast on Vatrian.

Even if it had been a little later, once Ella's portal had cooled down, Ye Xiao could have kicked this guy into the portal and teleported him to Loren. But he had only controlled it for less than ten seconds when the dragon popped its head out.

"Damn it, you witch's lackey, how dare you use such despicable and shameless evil magic!!!"

Vatrian clearly realized what had just happened, glaring at Ye Xiao through gritted teeth, his fists, wreathed in silvery magic, hardening.

Since the opponent only used some illusion magic, it means that the world-destroying witch probably won't appear.

He had just sensed that eerie aura and was so frightened that he lost his mind, which gave the other party an opportunity to take advantage of him. Now, thinking about it, he only felt a burning anger at being played for a fool.

Seeing the intense killing intent emanating from the man and the dragon, Ye Xiao picked up Tanya, who was lying on the ground, and scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

"Hey, I was just joking. Can we make up?"

"Die!!!"

The answer was naturally no. Vatrian roared and charged forward, while the dragon swooped down from the sky, spewing scorching dragon breath at Ye Xiao.

Chapter 109 Squad Assembles

What the hell!

Ye Xiao carried Tania as they ran frantically along the outer wall of the mine.

Several enormous fireballs rained down from the sky behind him, like a swarm of meteors relentlessly bombarding his retreating figure.

Vatrien, enveloped in silvery magic, was now riding relentlessly on the back of a flying dragon, veins bulging on his forehead as he roared in fury.

"Stop right there, you bastard!!!"

Vatrian was furious as he watched Ye Xiao's figure disappear down the mountain. He couldn't understand why this birdman could run so fast, carrying someone and running up the hillside as if it were flat ground. Even riding his dragon, he couldn't catch up with him for a while.

But it doesn't matter. Even if this guy can run fast, he can't possibly take all those damn nobles with him.

The clear-headed Vatrian quickly realized that Ye Xiao was deliberately leading him elsewhere. He slapped the dragon head beneath him and shouted, "Alright, forget about him, Antoniere, head east and chase after Windsor Tyron!"

Noticing that the giant dragon in the sky had changed direction, Ye Xiao immediately stopped and stood on a protruding stone plate.

"Wow, this kid's quick on the uptake."

Indeed, this is Ye Xiao's second plan. If something unexpected happens and they fail to deal with Vatrian, they should try to lure him away in another direction to buy time for the main force to escape.

But Vatrian wasn't stupid. He knew that his purpose was never to get entangled with this annoying witch apostle. Windsor Tyrell and the group of nobles on the airship were what he needed to deal with most urgently.

"Miss Saint, please wait here for a moment."

The scene suddenly reversed again. Ye Xiao left Tanya on the rock and then ran after the giant dragon flying eastward in the sky.

Vatrian ignored Ye Xiao, and soon after, he saw a sparse crowd of people fleeing down a canyon not far away.

Miss Windsor, draped in linen, was also among them, carried on the back of an orange-haired girl in a large cloak.

"Kill them!"

Without hesitation, Vatrian gave a command to the dragon beneath him. The dragon opened its mouth wide and spewed out a breath that pierced the sky and crashed straight into the bottom of the canyon.

The narrow valley floor instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire, and no matter what kind of creature it was, it would be reduced to ashes under the destructive dragon's breath.

Oh no!!!

Ye Xiao's heart-wrenching scream came from afar, and Vatrian finally smiled with satisfaction.

In any case, as long as he gets rid of Windsor Tyrell, he can be considered to have accomplished... um?

Vatrian was stunned. He saw the flames at the bottom of the canyon dissipate, revealing an empty ground.

While the red dragon's flames are indeed enough to reduce all living things to ashes, they wouldn't completely obliterate them.

He turned his head in surprise, and soon saw another group of people fleeing in a winding valley.

Among them was an orange-haired girl carrying Miss Windsor, who was draped in burlap. This bizarre sight made Vatrian think he was seeing things for a moment.

Damn it, it's an illusion!

He suddenly realized what had happened, and his head almost bruised.

That witch apostle is such a bastard! She was just yelling "No!!!" and he thought he had actually hit his target.

Vatrian was furious, but he knew that ignoring the guy was the best course of action.

This large-scale illusion of a fake crowd is probably not the ability of that witch apostle, and it's unlikely to last long. The real escape team with Windsor Tyrell must be nearby.

As Vatrian had suspected, the number of illusionary baits Miss Maple could throw out was limited. She could easily create hundreds or thousands of them herself, but replicating so many people fleeing in all directions at the same time was still quite a challenge.

Vatrien manipulated the dragon to unleash its breath, burning all the fleeing groups in sight to ashes.

This allowed him to quickly narrow down the search to the group on a distant mountain ridge, where the number of people was much smaller and less noticeable than the other illusionary groups. Only Miss Maple was fleeing with Windsor and two Dark Shepherds.

But Vatrian realized that this was the real target, and he immediately ordered the dragon to swoop down and kill the few lone figures.

"Sigh, they still caught up with us after all."

At the same time, Miss Mofeng also sensed the approaching heat from above and quickly grabbed the two Shepherds, abruptly stopping in their tracks.

Immediately, a pillar of fire descended from the sky, instantly blasting the mountain path in front of them into pieces, leaving only scorched earth.

The enormous dragon flapped its wings and descended from the sky. Vatrian sat astride its back, his face grim.

"Have you run enough, you damned ants?"

"They're just a bunch of corrupt nobles, why are they worth you going through fire and water for?!"

Vatrian was also panting a little, not from physical exhaustion, but from a strange mental fatigue.

He couldn't understand why these guys, who were just mercenaries hired to guard the gate when they boarded the airship, would help these annoying nobles escape.

"I don't know, my younger brother told me to save her."

Miss Mofeng spread her hands, her eyes clear and bright.

"I've had enough! You really are a moron!!!"

Unaware of what Miss Mofeng's simple and honest words had done to offend Vatrian, he stopped talking and raised his hand, causing the dragon beneath him to spew out a breath of dragon fire.

The raging fire instantly engulfed the narrow mountain ridge, and the flames, powerful enough to collapse half a mountain, reflected the sky in a fiery red in an instant.

But as the flames dissipated, a deep red magic circle appeared in its place. Miss Mofeng and her group floated into the sky like balloons, narrowly avoiding the raging fire that had swept across the land.

Gravity spell!? Vatrian turned his head to look at the hilltop to the side, only to see that the mage Mountain and Raymond had arrived at some point.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ridge, Ye Xiao, huffing and puffing, also climbed up from the bottom of the mountain. Chasing the giant dragon on his own strength was indeed quite difficult. Even though the dragon spent a lot of time bombarding the illusionary baits, Ye Xiao was still unceremoniously supporting himself on his knees, panting heavily.

"Yay! The entire Maple Squad is here!"

The orange-haired girl floated in the air like a cloud, excitedly waving her fist.

Raymond, standing to the side, curled his lip and said, "I'm the captain, after all. What kind of name did you come up with?"

"And actually, I didn't want to come here at all..."

"A bunch of bastards!"

When Vatrian saw this group of people, he felt as if he had swallowed flies; they were all disgusting creatures.

"Well, it's all good, thank God, you've all been gathered together. Now I'll wipe out this bunch of trash in one fell swoop!!!"

Chapter 110 The Daydreaming Witch

The dragon's roar tore through the sky, and its fiery breath swept out.

The flames carved a trench in the side of the mountain wall, forcing Raymond and the mountain to use gravity magic to escape into the sky.

"I really have a phobia of dragons."

Raymond caught a glimpse of the mountains shattered by the dragonfire, and a bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

"I can't believe it, I've encountered two of these things in less than a month."

"On the bright side, this one shouldn't be as powerful as the last one."

Ye Xiao turned to look at Miss Mo Feng, who was floating back to the ground, and said, "I... no, Miss Saintess said she has a special move, but she estimates it will take about three minutes to prepare. Is there any way to stall for time?"

"three minutes?"

Miss Mofeng tilted her head, then her eyes lit up. "No problem, I have a way..."

"Roar"

As he spoke, the red dragon unleashed another breath attack on the crowd.

The already overburdened half of the mountain ridge collapsed under the bombardment of this dragon fire.

Dust billowed up as Da Shan used gravity magic to carry the two Dark Shepherds away at high speed. Raymond detonated a fireball beneath himself, creating thrust that propelled his body like a cannonball through the air, avoiding the dragon fire.

On the other side, Ye Xiao and Miss Mo Feng, who was carrying Windsor on her back, swung along the Phantom Rope towards another valley amidst the burning rain of falling stones.

Seeing the group scatter in mid-air, Vatrian was not about to let these "insects" escape right under his nose.

However, Miss Windsor and the witch apostle were undoubtedly his most important targets. The former was for official business, and the latter was for personal grudges. Therefore, without much hesitation, Vatrian rode his red dragon toward the two who were swinging in the valley.

"They really came for us... Did you really think that method was reliable?"

Ye Xiao sped forward against the wind, posing a question to Miss Mo Feng.

"Of course, don't you believe in the boss's abilities?"

His response was a confident, upturned smile from Miss Mofeng: "I refuse to believe there's anything more terrifying in this world..."

The next moment, the red dragon soaring in the mountains opened its mouth, and flames swept across the sky, engulfing the two of them.

Ye Xiao and Mo Feng immediately released the ropes, and the two tiny figures dodged the oncoming breath and plummeted rapidly into the bottomless canyon below.

With a flap of its wings, the red dragon turned around and immediately pursued the attack downwards.

On the broken mountainside, rubble mixed with ice and snow collapsed, instantly engulfing Ye Xiao and Mo Feng's bodies in a vast, hazy white mist.

As the dragon swooped down, its momentum accelerated, and just as it was about to reach the bottom of the valley, a loud bang suddenly rang in Vatrian's ears.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, for he suddenly saw a huge tentacle rising into the sky from the white mist at the bottom of the valley.

"Get out of the way, Antonyeong!!!"

Vatrian gave a sharp cry, and the dragon head beneath him spun around at an extreme angle, narrowly avoiding the massive tentacles that were about to strike.

The tentacles pounded against the rocks, raising clouds of dust. In the blink of an eye, countless dark tentacles, like nightmares crawling out of the abyss, surged into the sky like waves.

That witch's apostle actually had a backup plan!?

But how could such a terrifying scale be summoned by a mere apostle?

unless……

Vatrian's eyes were filled with disbelief as he rode the red dragon straight into the sky, dodging the countless tentacles that emerged from the canyon below.

He looked down at the creeping forest of tentacles that almost covered the bottom of the valley, and suddenly a figure that made his heart clench was reflected in his dilated pupils.

It was a silver-haired girl, dressed in a bewitching black dress, with a giant lotus flower blooming from the canyon, her feet lightly stepping on it.

Her slightly raised, alluring red eyes met Vatrian's terrified gaze across the distance, and a mocking smile appeared on her lips.

"Ella Hevy!!?"

Vatrian's voice was trembling.

Every Tedeh who has ever been to the Western Frontier harbors a deep-seated fear of this terrifying witch.

If the mere glimpse of that eerie aura on the mine's summit had already terrified Vatrian, then witnessing it firsthand this time filled him with an overwhelming sense of despair.