“Screech—”
The giant eagles let out sharp cries, forming a formation and diving straight after the Chimera.
But just as they were about to catch up to the Chimera from behind, a red figure appeared in the cave.
The Chimera, which had been blindly fleeing, saw that figure and was instantly relieved, shouting in the few words of dragon language it knew: “Master, help me!”
Ke Xiu Si looked at the row of giant eagles behind the Chimera, his eyes filled with doubt.
Seeing the knights wearing heavy plate armor and bearing the eagle emblem on the giant eagles, his doubt deepened.
“These are Eagle Guard?”
He had only been underground for a few days.
How did the Eagle Guard manage to attack his home base?
Could it be that Langpu was so blinded by the “Great Blueprint” that he sent troops to attack Northwind Fortress?
But seeing those giant eagles diving down in a cluster, he couldn't think about it anymore and could only meet them in battle.
“Forming such a dense formation”
“Are you waiting for me to make some barbecue?”
Having not killed for a long time, Ke Xiu Si couldn't help but lick his lips, exhaling a breath of hot, sulfur-smelling air.
The brutality deep within the Red Dragon's bloodline was awakened.
Algiers was originally commanding from high in the sky, waving his sword to direct the Eagle Guard troops to charge.
But the moment he saw the red figure from afar, his expression instantly changed drastically, and for the first time, panic and tension emerged in his voice.
“Dragon!”
“It's a Red Dragon!”
Algiers shouted desperately.
Dragons, no matter what kind of giant dragon, were opponents he absolutely did not want to encounter in battle.
Whether it was their scales, harder than armor, their endless, large-scale breath weapons, or their continuous stream of spell-like abilities, they were an absolute nightmare for the giant eagle knights.
“Scatter! Scatter!”
However, not everyone possessed his keen senses and exquisite horsemanship, able to detect danger at high speed and stop their charge.
The Eagle Guard had already charged in formation to the mouth of the cave.
It was already too late.
Ke Xiu Si merely opened his lower jaw slightly, and the dragon's unique basal blood vessels channeled fire energy from his entire body into his lungs; the scorching elements accumulated in his lungs and throat, making his chest glow faintly like lava—this was a precursor to a Red Dragon's breath.
“Flame Breath!”
In an instant, an incredibly scorching, massive torrent of flames erupted from the Red Dragon's mouth, and the rampant tongues of fire mercilessly devoured all the Eagle Guard in the front ranks who were charging, turning the entire cave entrance into a living hell.
The flames swept over everything; the few people at the very front had no chance to resist, only seeing the red glow of the flames reflected in their pupils before being reduced to ashes.
However, compared to many of their companions, they were even considered lucky, at least dying swiftly and cleanly.
Behind them, more than ten Eagle Guard also burst into raging flames, turning into individual fireballs.
“Ah!”
“I'm on fire!”
“It's so hot!”
“Help! Help!”
They could only wail, scream, and struggle, ultimately either being burned to death or falling from their giant eagles and dying from the impact; in any case, they could not escape the clutches of the Red Dragon, who was like death incarnate.
The Red Dragon calmly and slowly flapped his wings, rising into the air, looking down at the Eagle Guard being scorched by the flames.
The Chimera humbly hid behind the Red Dragon, shrinking its neck and watching this scene of slaughter, letting out a cry of vengeance, no longer having any intention of resisting the Red Dragon.
Because the scene before it made it deeply understand that such power was no longer something it could contend with.
The Wyverns in mid-air all raised their heads and shrieked, celebrating the return of the master of this lair.
The Ogres swung their clubs and hammers, letting out cheers. The Goblins also raised their short spears, greatly invigorated.
The Kobolds knelt on the ground as if seeing a god, witnessing the powerful strength of their master.
In just an instant, the situation was completely reversed.
Seeing dozens of comrades who had fought side by side perish in an instant, Algiers' eyes reddened slightly, but he still steered his giant eagle, flapping its wings to fly up, raising the greatsword in his hand high.
The wind passed through the Hollow patterns on the sword, emitting a piercing sound like an eagle's cry.
He commanded loudly: “Retreat! All personnel retreat!”
“Disperse and retreat!”
The remaining twenty-odd Eagle Guard, having witnessed the terrifying, hellish situation just now, knew they could not defeat the enemy before them and unhesitatingly steered their giant eagles to scatter and flee, each flying in a different direction.
Eagle Guard require a lot of resources to train, so they are taught from a young age to preserve their effective strength to the greatest extent possible.
Ke Xiu Si hung in the air, slowly flapping his wings.
He watched the scattering Eagle Guard, a barely perceptible sneer on his face.
“You've attacked my home base—and you still think of escaping?”
“Are you perhaps underestimating dragons a bit too much?”
The Red Dragon unhurriedly ascended to the highest point, his basal blood vessels once again channeling fire elements into his lungs, and high-temperature energy accumulated deep in his throat—only this time, the energy was not as concentrated as before.
As Algiers retreated, he did not forget to look back; he looked up at the Red Dragon hovering high in the sky, and his expression changed drastically again.
“Dragon Breath!”
“Another Dragon Breath! Get out of the way!”
He shouted hoarsely as a warning.
Ke Xiu Si merely opened his lower jaw slightly, and scorching light flames poured out.
“Targeted Breath Weapon!”
What the Red Dragon spewed this time was not a wide-ranging flame breath, but several short bursts of fireballs.
Each fireball precisely aimed at the direction the Eagle Guard were fleeing, carrying scorching energy towards its target.
“Bang!”
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Several sounds of flame impacts rang out, and several knights who were hit fell, trailing flames.
Algiers, who was also targeted, spun dangerously several times in the air and then made a sharp turn, barely dodging the fireball's impact.
“What exactly is this…?”
This was not a breath weapon; it was practically like a mage's incredibly precise flame spell.
Watching his companions fall from the sky one by one, Algiers took a deep breath and said decisively:
“You all retreat first!”
“I'll go distract that dragon.”
Algiers once again caressed Igor’s somewhat scorched feathers and whispered, “Igor, this might be our last charge.”
Igor understood what he was saying and let out a low whimper.
They were not just knight and mount; they were comrades who had lived together day and night and grown up together.
“It's just a pity I haven't had the chance to repay the Duke's kindness, nor have I killed all those damned devils.”
Algiers muttered to himself.
Years of combat training had made him keenly aware of every key point of flight, understanding every air current, as if he and Igor were one.
He skillfully steered Igor, continuously ascending until he was higher than the Red Dragon, until he became a blurry black speck in everyone's eyes.
Algiers dived down from the highest point.
—He charged straight towards that powerful Red Dragon, whom others avoided, like Don Quixote charging at windmills.
“Screech—”
A powerful eagle cry resounded through the sky.
Ke Xiu Si raised his head slightly, noticing the Eagle Guard diving rapidly from above, his golden pupils widening slightly:
“Interesting.”
“He's actually a high-level warrior?”
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