Six-Armed Serpent Demon

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Then they received a name, which, while unexpected, was also quite logical: [The Ottokan Family].

—Yes, Otukan.

—I should have thought of that sooner.

Despite having little concrete evidence, Loskes pointed the finger at Port Master Burktura.

Most importantly, he set the priestly pilgrimage at the Fire Harbor dock, and even started the pilgrimage ahead of schedule on the day that was supposed to be the day of arrival at Porcupine Harbor.

There aren't that many coincidences in the world.

This was a meticulously planned raid by Los Ottocan against Port Commissioner Burktura.

Simply tidying up the docks is not enough to constitute a great achievement.

What could be a greater achievement than catching Burkthura red-handed and seizing the "Dragon's Frenzy Chain," a weapon powerful enough to threaten the Bronze Dragonflight?

Unfortunately, all of this was ruined by "Ivy Beatrice".

Port Master Burktura discovers that the new accounting clerk is secretly going through the archives and, fearing she will uncover the truth, launches a surprise attack in the dead of night. Not only does he lose his life, but he also exposes his true identity as a demon worshipper.

Losques had meticulously prepared a plan to catch them red-handed, but she inexplicably stole the prize.

The pilgrimage was all talk and no action, and was thus shelved.

—But has it really been shelved?

The six-armed serpent demon understood.

“No wonder…” the imposter El muttered to himself, but in the cool, clear voice of Ivy Beatrice.

The tour seemed to have been abandoned halfway, but Losques-Otucan remained in his dockside office and refused to leave.

Because he still holds the trump card.

Dragon Madness Locks!

Although Burkthura is dead, he can still capture more demon worshippers, reveal the "Dragon Madness Lock," and expose the conspiracy of Demogorgon's followers.

Losques-Otukan can still become a hero of the City of Flame, a promising Belly Scale Priest!

If she wasn't mistaken, the Dragon's Madness Locked the City, which was why Losques hadn't followed the rules and descended the mountain path to the bottom city, but instead arrived by boat.

The six-armed serpent demon let out a long breath, casually tossed Aprilton-Brown's notebook onto the desk, and then activated the spell-like ability "Advanced Teleportation".

The next second, she appeared on the deck of the Bellyscale Priest's Pilgrimage Ship.

When news of Losques' death arrived, the low priests on the pilgrimage ship either fled or joined the city guard in their hunt for the "Demogorgon followers".

The pilgrimage ship was completely empty at this time.

The six-armed serpent demon stomped its leg on the wide deck with satisfaction, listening to the echo. What better place, at the right time, than here, to unleash the "Dragon's Madness Lock"?

—The cabins of this giant ship are no smaller than the six storerooms of the Beate family.

She glanced at the warehouse area where Patrick and the city guards were still locked in fierce combat, and couldn't help but smile under her helmet.

Everything is ready, except for the east wind.

—Next, all you need to do is activate the "Dragon Madness Lock" inside the cabin, and you'll be all set.

However, at that moment, a huge roar shook the surrounding area, and even the sponges in the harbor surged with waves!

The six-armed serpent demon turned around in astonishment.

Dark clouds rolled in from the northeastern horizon.

Amidst the dark clouds, thunder roared, and a gigantic figure loomed in and out of sight.

Suddenly, a dazzling red light pierced through the dark clouds, flying in with the force of a thunderbolt, and proudly appeared under the blue sun.

That was a two-headed, red-scaled giant dragon!

Its enormous wings blot out the sky, and its body resembles a mountain range dancing in the sky!

The dragon flapped its wings, and the sky suddenly darkened.

The steel sky overhead was replaced by dark, scaly belly.

The dragon's roar echoed through the sky.

Two enormous pillars of fire descended from the sky and fell straight into the warehouse area.

The scorching heat slammed into the six-armed serpent demon's face and body. Even through her thick armor and heat-insulating lining, it stung her skin like needles.

She stared in disbelief as the warehouse district, along with the surrounding residential area, was engulfed in flames in less than half a second.

The smug feeling I had just experienced from solving the mystery of the Dragon's Mad Lock vanished without a trace.

I remember the vice-captain saying that Berktura, the leader of Demogorgon's followers, wanted to use the "Dragon Madness Lock" to destroy the Bronze Dragon and Demogorgon's twin brother's representatives in the world of Abel.

Because Burktura firmly believed that the spokesperson would definitely cause trouble during the trilateral talks.

She suddenly realized that she had overlooked a detail.

—The Dragon Madness Lock is used to deal with dragons.

So... the representatives of the Demogorgon twins in the world of Abel... are this mad dragon that is bigger than a mountain?

Chapter 79 One Against Three

The viscous, magma-like flames, brighter than the sun, descended from the sky, melting stone slabs and metals, and instantly vaporizing countless living things.

Berlik's eardrums were ringing and his whole body was stinging.

When he managed to push aside the giant dragon's corpse and get up, all he could see was a sea of ​​fire.

Through the air, which expands due to the high temperature, one can see that everything around is constantly distorted, vaguely resembling a series of struggling and screaming faces.

The dragon-blooded paladin inhaled the scorching poisonous gas, feeling as if countless tiny knives were churning and stabbing inside his lungs.

He staggered through the sea of ​​fire, stepping onto the stone ground that had been burned to a glassy state. With each step, he could feel the excruciating pain of his feet being scorched by the high temperature.

Suddenly, something tripped me.

Berlik looked down and saw a patch of charred remains on the ground, starkly different from its surroundings. He could barely make out the outline of a human figure. Aside from the black metal residue that had tripped him, nothing else remained. Judging from the size and shape of the charred remains, it was the work of a water troll wielding a spiked chain, before the deadly flames descended from the sky.

Berlik shivered inside his tattered armor.

—If I hadn't cast an "energy damage resistance" spell on myself beforehand, I'd probably look like a water troll by now…

Oh right, the water troll…

Berlik gradually remembered.

When the enemy's new forces sneaked out of the warehouse district gates to outflank the city guards, they briefly gained the upper hand. However, they were quickly discovered by Berlik, who had annihilated the enemy in the center of the warehouse district.

The Dragonborn Paladin spotted the Snake-Man Priest hiding among the enemies at a glance, and was immediately enraged, remembering his younger brother Chuck who had died tragically in the Dragon Horn Tavern.

—Damn it, it's that snake-bodied beast again.

—Since we can't find that damned six-armed snake demon, killing the snake man first isn't a bad idea!

Berlik put the whistle to his lips and blew it loudly.

Paladins riding great dragons rushed from all over the warehouse district upon hearing the commotion, gathering under his command. Then came infantrymen coming from all directions. In the blink of an eye, over 160 men had assembled.

Berlik ordered the dragon thieves to hold their positions, while the infantry line of city guards took the lead in engaging the enemy.

He saw that the enemy zombies and his own sword and shield warriors were locked in a stalemate. The snake-man priests kept casting buff spells on the zombies, while the enemy lizardmen kept thrusting spears out from between the zombies, and the mantis men were shooting arrows from time to time... His own sword and shield warriors were forced to retreat.

Berlik whistled again, but this time he changed the rhythm of the whistle.

The well-trained infantry lines of the city defense force immediately changed.

The soldiers in the odd-numbered columns continued to fight the enemy in front of them, refusing to give an inch. However, the soldiers in the even-numbered columns began to retreat diagonally backward, clearing six or seven passageways.

Before the zombies could slowly pour into the tunnel, Berlik gave a whistle, put his helmet and visor back on, and rode the Great Thief Dragon straight into the enemy ranks, following the path cleared by his even-numbered ranks of soldiers.

The other great dragon riders also chose their own passageways to charge the enemy.

Stay calm.

Patrick, sensing something in the crowd, thought: "He's courting death!"

The serpent priest cast another buff spell on the undead, turning the bones and skin of the zombies blocking the great dragon rider's path into steel and solid stone. Behind them, the lizardmen gripped their spears, preparing to meet the great dragon rider's charge.

Just before the Great Thief Dragon Knight was about to crash into the zombie infantry line, the paladins chanted a prayer in unison, and the bronze dragon emblem on their chests suddenly shone with golden holy light.

A snake-man priest hissed and screamed, "Dispel the undead!"

Under the holy light, some of the zombies on the other side turned to ashes on the spot, some became stiff and frozen, and some simply turned around and ran away, disrupting their own team behind them.

The alien mercenaries' once tight formation was suddenly riddled with gaps.

The Great Thief Dragon Knight wedged deeply into the mercenaries' formation through numerous gaps.

The mantises pulled the triggers of their crossbows, and a dense barrage of arrows struck the paladin's heavy armor, clanging and clattering incessantly.

"Foolish wretch, prepare to die!"

"Your biggest mistake was not running away with your tails between your legs!" roared the dragon paladin, Berlik.

The sword, gleaming with the light of "Holy Sword Technique," swung left and right, slicing through the lizardmen's spears as easily as cutting sugarcane, before cleaving down with a powerful blow, shattering the snake priest's snake head in one strike.

Berlik glanced at it quickly.

Most paladins, like him, broke through enemy lines and killed enemies, while some were unfortunately hit by crossbow bolts or had their great dragons pierced by numerous spears.

"Step aside!"

Berlik glared ahead and roared at Patrick, "Anyone who stands in my way dies!"

He urged the Great Thief Dragon forward, intending to continue. In that instant, a dense swarm of lizardmen surrounded him. Berlik maneuvered the Great Thief Dragon to leap lightly over the wall of lizardmen, crushing two in the process, and sweeping down another with its tail.

But suddenly a tall figure squeezed in front of Berwick, blocking Patrick from behind. The water troll swung its spiked chain, smashing it down on Berwick's head.

Berlik clamped his legs together, and the Great Thief Dragon nimbly changed direction, leaping past the water troll's ribs and knocking the troll off balance. In the instant they passed each other, Berlik seized the opportunity to slice open the water troll's fat belly with his sword.

The water troll's intestines slid out of its wound, falling to the ground with a clatter. The sluggish behemoth froze for a few seconds, then roared and turned, ignoring the intestines and liver that had slid down to its knees, and chased after Berlik.

At this moment, Berlik had already rushed up to Patrick.

He held up his sword, but suddenly raised the hand that was holding the reins and pointed at Patrick.

"In the name of the Bronze Dragon," roared the Dragon Knight, "Dispel the spell!"

Patrick was adorned with countless magical artifacts, his magical aura dazzling like stars. But as Berlik instantly cast "Dispel Magic," his entire being dimmed.

However this is not over.

"In the name of the Bronze Dragon, holy light dispels evil!"

With a powerful roar, the battle sword, gleaming with golden holy light, sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound, aiming for Patrick's eerie eyes as it cleaved down.

The next second, a faintly glowing, transparent spherical force field blocked the sword's edge.

Berlik glared at Patrick, who was protected by a force field. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through the seemingly weak force field.

Patrick, standing beneath the sword's edge, looked up at the dragon paladin, his eyes completely filled with black pupils, turning into two unfathomable, lightless black holes.

“Admirable.”

Patrick's voice seemed to be mixed with two other noises, "But unfortunately, I have arrived."

Before he could finish speaking, a tremendous roar came from afar, deafeningly loud!

Everyone present, except the zombies, stopped fighting without warning. All living things trembled involuntarily. The water troll, its belly ripped open and intestines spilling out, had just pounced behind Berlik when it immediately howled and cowered back.

Berlik looked up in surprise and disbelief at the sudden darkness above him.

But as soon as he looked up, he saw the sky suddenly brighten, and a massive wave of fire descended from the heavens…

At this moment, Berlik coughed as he stood beside the charred marks where the water trolls had once stood, looking around.

Everywhere there were raging flames, billowing black smoke, and countless fiery snakes dancing wildly.

The surrounding warehouse area's sand and gravel ruins, scorched and melted by the high temperature, then solidified again, turning into a single, glassy, ​​pitch-black stone. Scattered across the glassy stone ground were charred marks left by comrades and enemies, and occasionally, fragments of corpses could be seen burning, emitting a pungent stench.

The hellish scene before him chilled him to the bone, and his eyes widened in horror.

Suddenly, a thunderous dragon roar resounded overhead.

Berlik raised his head, then his eyes widened, he held his breath, and his mind went blank.

Thick smoke rose, forming a black cloud that blotted out the sun in the gloomy sky. And the unprecedentedly huge two-headed dragon shadow was faintly visible within the thick black smoke.

“Great bronze dragon,” the paladin groaned.