Chapter 306: Chapter 211: The Second Red Calamity_2
The High Elves were equally shocked and horrified by the massive losses they suffered from such brief contact with the enemy.
If the battle continued, it would surely end in mutual destruction, a grim outcome for both sides.
As the Elves could only watch helplessly and angrily as the severely wounded dragons retreated into the spontaneously created Teleportation Gate, Commander Idres saw the Red Dragon suddenly turn to look at him, its eyes narrowing like those of a hawk or falcon, showing its ferocity.
"Damn!"
He’s planning to kill me, the planner of this ambush, amidst the thousand troops before he withdraws!
How arrogant and willful!
But that’s exactly what David did.
The invisible Dragon Might, compounded with the effects of Bloodscale Fury and the Authority of Wrath, swept over them like a tempest.
CRACK!
Idres found the Courage Necklace on his chest, which had been passed down for four generations and possessed both the Mind Guard Barrier and Fear Immunity, shatter crisply. Overwhelmed by terror, blood oozed from his mouth, nose, and eyes. What kind of monster is this?!
Instinctively, he wanted to tear up a teleportation scroll and leave the battlefield.
But he couldn’t flee!
He had almost bankrupted himself to bribe his superiors for the chance to exchange military achievements for a title. Having already sacrificed so many Elves due to his negligence, if he dared abandon his troops and run away under such scrutiny, he would surely be sent to a military trial, then torn to shreds by the glares of all the Moon Elf citizens!
I can’t flee! At least, I can’t be the first to leave the battlefield. Even if... even if it means dying here in battle! Or I must hold out until one of those great ones arrives.
The moment that particular Red Dragon appeared, he had already sent out the message.
Will they make it in time? They should be able to, right? If I can just lure him into the mountains, maybe there’s a chance to hold him off.
Then, to his astonishment, he saw the Red Dragon, which had withstood a hail of arrows and inflicted heavy losses upon them, pull a gray Orb out of thin air as if with his claws. It stuffed various items from within Portable Caves—food, metal ingots, and even some heavy crossbow bolts plucked from his chest that had failed to fully penetrate his armor—into the Orb. Hovering midair with crimson wings spread open, the dragon embraced the Orb with his claws, lifting a muscular leg high, assuming a peculiar pose.
If the Dragon Mother had the leisure to glance at this amidst the chaotic battle, she would probably roll her eyes. Because that was the pitching posture of Blue Star baseball.
The next moment, Idres stared blankly as the Red Dragon exhaled a white, fabric-like stream of vapor from his mouth and nostrils, then hurled the Outiluk Agility Orb—loaded with nearly half a ton of miscellaneous items and propelled by his explosive physical strength—directly at him... just like a baseball!
The Elf commander frantically stacked up various magical shields before himself, instinctively wanting to dodge to the side. However, the aftershock of the Dragon Might caused a cramp-like sensation in his feet, slowing his movements by a split second.
I’m done for!
Idres’s mind went blank for a moment.
"My lord! Dodge quickly!"
The next moment, a terrifying explosion sounded beside him. The Outiluk Agility Orb, like a main battle tank shell, missed Idres by a hair’s breadth, and the Elf Lieutenant trying to push him away vanished on the spot. Everything in the Orb’s path—Elves, trees, and ballistas alike—shattered to dust. The Orb then struck the mountain wall behind him, causing an explosion like a landslide and earthquake combined that shook the entire mountain range.
CRACK. Some protruding rocks on the cliffside broke away like melting glaciers, thundering down and shattering in the valley below.
When the rumbling subsided, there was only a suffocating silence where even breathing was difficult.
Idres bit his trembling, pale lips, instinctively reaching a hand to touch where his right ear used to be—now gone, he didn’t even know when.
If I had followed my instincts just now and moved even half a step to the left, I probably would have ended up like my lieutenant, reduced to an unrecognizable bloody pulp on the ground.
He could hardly imagine, facing such a monster who struck like a mobile natural disaster with every hit, how they, Elves who had yet to reach legendary status, could ever hope to slay such an enemy. Or perhaps, he had already wasted the only and last opportunity of his ’life’ just moments ago.
"Huh? Didn’t even dodge? Admirable courage." David, standing before the Teleportation Gate, felt no displeasure at his ’magical basic attack’ missing its mark; instead, he seemed to take a cat-and-mouse pleasure in continuing their ’catch’ game.
David had bet that he would dive to the left before, so this time, he still wagered that his opponent would run to the left.
This feeling was like a level 16 Xerath with a fully charged ultimate firing at a fragile, underdeveloped carry.
Dodge all you want. I have seven Orbs. One hit, and you kneel.
Therefore, David once again pulled out a preloaded Orb. He raised it high above his head, far beyond the Moon Elves’ reach. Then, using explosive force, he hurled the Orb in his claws toward the Elf commander.
And this time, as Idres saw the Orb rushing towards him, thinking it was aimed where he stood, he was finally unable to contain his body’s instinctual fear of death and sprinted to the left—only for the sensation of impending doom to intensify.