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Chapter 210 Molten Traps

That night.

Molten City, thousands of miles away from Leonia.

Lava flowed through the dark mountains like ribbons emitting a faint red glow.

The towers, built of black stone, were brightly lit. On the outer city wall, several dwarf soldiers in black iron armor were leaning against the battlements, chatting idly and holding muskets.

"I heard that the elemental imbalance has become increasingly severe these past few days."

"Yes, even the high-ranking dragons in the city are starting to get restless."

"There's nothing we can do. Who would have thought that our natural affinity with the elements would become a burden? Unlike us roughnecks who can feel nothing at all, we don't feel anything at all."

"But this still gives me a bit of an uneasy feeling. I've heard that the demons in the west are also stirring up trouble lately."

"What's there to be uneasy about? This is Molten City. It's a city-state jointly defended by us dwarves and dragons. It's no exaggeration to say that it's the safest place on this continent. How can those sissies like Aslan compare?"

"Too."

"Speaking of which, what exactly are we guarding? We're neither on the barbarian border nor on the defense line against the orcs."

"Who knows? It's been passed down like this for generations. I only applied for a transfer from the capital because the salary here is higher."

"Hmm...eh?"

As one of the dwarf soldiers spoke, he stretched out his hand and opened his palm. "Is it raining?"

"Are you out of your mind? It's like raining in this godforsaken place? We'd be lucky if it didn't rain lava."

Another dwarf soldier scoffed.

But soon, he stopped laughing.

Because he also heard a soft, crackling sound echoing in his ears, not from anywhere else, but like the sound of raindrops falling on his helmet.

"real or fake."

He slowly raised his head, and in the pitch-black night sky, countless drops of liquid were indeed dripping onto his bearded face.

The dwarf soldier wiped his face, and a thick, pungent smell of rust filled his nostrils.

"Wait, this doesn't seem to be rainwater?"

"This is……"

Before he could finish speaking, his enormous head rolled off his neck, leaving only a headless body that gushed blood like a fountain.

Its wide-open eyes never had the chance to close again, and in its pupils, where life was gradually fading, a pair of pale, small, bare feet were reflected.

She was a young girl wearing only a thin black dress; her face was thin, and her skin was so pale that she looked somewhat sickly.

"Does it have to be such a mess every time, Tess?"

Beside the girl, spatial ripples appeared, and a man with jet-black curly hair, Kronos, stepped out from the spatial portal.

Blood rained down from the sky, forcing him to erect a partition above his head to prevent himself from getting soaked.

The girl called Tess didn't speak; her dark, night-like pupils simply turned silently to the side.

Further away in the moonlight, a tall, thin man with disheveled hair was silently wiping the blood off a knife with his elbow.

The dwarf soldiers' mangled corpses lay scattered at his feet.

"No, you're not interested in that guy, are you?"

Kronos scratched his head in exasperation.

As they were talking, the dwarf soldiers further away were suffocated by the sudden growth of thick, seaweed-like black hair.

A small, agile figure leaped between the walls, ripped open his heart, and died instantly.

Some stumbled onto the towering wall in a daze, and then, as if sleepwalking, leaped down...

Throughout the city, the dwarf soldiers on the towers were quietly losing their lives. Death permeated the darkness and, unknowingly, had already enveloped the entire city.

Above the city gate, a beautiful figure draped in a light veil sat by the battlements, gazing at the city lord's mansion atop the mountain, gently spreading her slender fingers.

"boom--"

Five enormous tentacles burst forth from the mountain, like bizarre beasts under the moonlight, slamming fiercely against the magnificent fortress.

Such a huge commotion finally woke the people of Molten City from their sleep.

……

City Lord's Mansion.

Serendra, who was sleeping peacefully in her bedroom, was suddenly awakened by a violent shaking.

She opened her eyes blankly and saw only the shadows of several huge tentacles rising from the city streets outside the window.

A colossal object, obscuring the sky and the moon, crashed down in all directions. If her entire body hadn't been shaking along with the room, she might have thought she was having some terrifying hallucination.

What happened?

"Enemy attack!!!"

A powerful shout came from below, and in an instant, the loud sound of the alarm bell being rung resounded throughout the city.

The citizens cried out in panic, the iron hooves of the dwarven guards shook the earth, and the roar of muskets and magic cannons pierced the night sky, as if countless meteors rising from the ground were bombarding the giant tentacles.

Although Serendra had been recuperating in the manor for some time, she was still a regular soldier who had once served in the Knights. After her initial shock, she quickly calmed down, ran to the bedside, carried her still unconscious sister Femishire on her back, and staggered out of the room.

The city lord's mansion, after all, was built using dwarven architectural techniques. Even when struck by five enormous tentacles comparable to mountains, it only trembled but did not collapse.

Celinedra led her sister downhill. Although the city lord's mansion was still holding up for the time being, there was a special shelter set up underground for refuge. It might be safer to escape there.

With the dwarven garrison's swift response, countless magic cannons were pushed onto the streets and set up to retaliate against the tentacles of unknown origin.

The dragons who dwell here were also awakened from their slumber. Led by the red dragon princess Veronica, they ascended to the top floor of the city lord's mansion and saw the smoke of battle rising from all parts of the city.

"By the Dragon God, where did this enemy suddenly come from?"

Beside Veronica, a handsome, blue-haired man exclaimed in surprise.

The flames of war raged everywhere, burning in the captivating eyes of the Red Dragon Princess. As if sensing something, she slightly raised her head, her gaze finally locking onto the towering city gate in the distance.

There, a girl sitting on the wall with her feet dangling in the air seemed to have also noticed the gaze coming from afar.

Then, from beneath the veiled, hazy features, a sly smile appeared on Veronica's face.

"The visitors are hostile; let all our clansmen prepare to meet them."

Veronica said in a deep voice, "Send another messenger to General Tolkien to immediately dispatch dragon riders to Flametail City to call for reinforcements."

"reinforce……?"

The man was stunned. "We've only just started fighting, and the enemy doesn't seem to be that many. Is it really going to come to this?"

"The sooner the better."

A hint of unease flashed across Veronica's face. "I have a bad feeling."

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl on the distant city gate, veiled in a light gauze, gently raised her hand.

And right above her head, a huge window was slowly opening.

Like a giant screen standing in the sky, it presents a world completely different from this place to the city.

That was a deep rift connecting to the dark seabed, where countless demons and sea creatures descended from the sky like a torrent.

Chapter 211 The Evil of the Gods

"By the Dragon God, so many?"

The other dragons beside Veronica also looked astonished.

As if the gates of hell had been opened, the flood of demons and sea creatures instantly overwhelmed the outer city defenses, densely packed and swallowing the surrounding streets like waves.

The iron walls that Molten City was so proud of were easily breached without even having a chance to be displayed.

"Summon all troops to retreat to the inner city and abandon the outer city streets."

Despite being the lord, Veronica remained calm and ordered, "Azcaron, you stay and guard the city mansion. Katia and Delamir, you two come with me to confront the enemy leader."

"As ordered."

Given the urgency of the situation, the three dragons had no further questions and decisively followed Veronica's instructions.

Under the vast night sky, three giant dragons soared into the air.

Its outstretched wings blot out the sky and the moon, and its majestic body is even more enormous than any other ferocious beast on land.

Unlike the experimental red dragon Ye Xiao encountered in Gray Peak Pass, these three are all adult pure-blooded giant dragons, true overlords of the sky, and at the very top of the food chain of all existing races.

"Look! It's the dragons!"

The citizens who were fleeing in panic on the ground saw the huge figure streaking across the sky and couldn't help but shout out.

The fear that permeated their hearts was also relieved at this moment. Although the city was in chaos, with the protection of the dragons, the turmoil would surely pass soon.

However, this is merely the wishful thinking of the citizens who are currently fleeing the disaster.

Veronica, now soaring through the sky in the form of a giant dragon, knew in her heart that tonight in Molten City would likely be very difficult.

The three-headed dragons descended from the sky like gods, surrounding the city walls.

Their enormous heads were all pointing downwards, their fierce eyes looking down at the tiny figure sitting alone on the wall.

Faced with the overwhelming pressure of the adult dragon, the girl wearing a light veil simply raised her head, met the gaze of the red dragon in the sky, and revealed a rather amused smile.

"The Duchy's Holy Maiden has a few troublesome fellows around her now. It feels pretty good to have you as her vessel."

"Are you the one behind the manipulation of demons and sea creatures?"

Veronica's deep, resonant voice echoed through the night sky.

"The source of all evil, I will make you regret facing the wrath of the dragons!"

Without a single wasted word, the declaration of war was made immediately, with the three giant dragons roaring and unleashing terrifying breaths in unison.

The sturdy black stone city gate was instantly destroyed. A torrent of fire, lightning, and ice surged across the land, turning a large number of low-level demons in the vicinity into ashes.

The destructive range of a dragon's breath is enough to cover an entire city, leaving nothing but barren land in its wake.

The girl of unknown origin made Veronica feel very dangerous, so she cautiously brought two of her own kind with her and went all out from the start.

However, even after the turbulent elements dissipated in the dust, Veronica's unease did not diminish in the slightest as she looked at the empty ground.

"Beware!"

A colleague's reminder rang in his ears, but then a loud bang was heard. From the earth, which had been nothing but dust, countless tentacles burst forth.

They wriggled and intertwined together like towering giant hands growing from the ground, rushing into the night sky and grabbing Veronica's massive body.

"Roar!"

Beside him, a blue dragon named Delamir swung its claw, drawing in the lightning of the heavens and earth, and cleaved off the massive arm formed by its twisted tentacles.

The sparks from the lightning illuminated the entire night sky, and countless tendrils were severed in two, the gaps radiating a crimson glow.

Veronica seized the opportunity to leap into the air, using her superhuman strength to break off all the tentacles.

"What a bizarre thing."

She roared and unleashed flames from her entire body, burning the remaining tentacles on her body to ashes.

"Hahahahaha..."

A sharp, piercing laugh then echoed through the night sky.

"A three-headed dragon, as a sacrifice for my return to the earth, should be quite good."

As soon as he finished speaking, more giant arms formed from the fused tentacles rose one after another from the cracked earth, like countless undead giants about to be resurrected, shouting as they tried to grab the flying dragons that were swimming in the sky.

"Fortunately, these disgusting things aren't very agile; we just need to be careful to avoid them!"

The snow-white ice dragon Katya gracefully weaved through the swirling tentacles and arms while reminding her two companions.

"Really."

Unexpectedly, a mocking laugh came from above her head the next moment.

"Katia! From the sky!!!"