The Crimson Dragon Chapter 109

Translator: Fwapy

Editor: Moop

The supreme king, Kuhaku, has been ping-ponged thousands of times for early chapter. Too bad the translator is busy most of the time. It's only becoming worse with each day. Don't have your hopes up for next week's release. -Fwap

Mensal's apparently a trap. Poggers. -Moop

Claudius's attacks were fast, but Mensal, who's on the silver dragon's back, was faster. To the leShay tribe who have 45 agility, the air was about the same as a solid ladder. Should they imagine it, the air could solidify enough for them to step on it . And so, Mensal was able to quickly leap from the silver dragon's back and rush towards Claudius, all in midair. At the same time, he took out his two double edged sword from nothingness. Every leShay could use this ability but they have to pull from their life force in order to form energy swords with +10 sharpness. To them, these swords were an extension of their bodies as they didn't restrict their movements nor slow them down. Each swing with the swords fully displayed their battle prowess and damage-dealing power.

And thus, the leShay tribe was also known by another name: Sword Spirits. They are the elves who wield swords, the true masters of dual-wielding. It was about time Claudius experienced the true power of a leShay. With 45 agility, the d.a.m.ned leShay's speed was insane. He appeared in front of Claudius in the blink of an eye.

Facing the humongous crimson dragon, Mensal, who stood at 190cm, was a mere angry wasp in front of a towering human. He clenched his hands into fists and started hammering at the crimson dragon's head. Although his weapon looked small compared to the crimson dragon, it easily sliced through Claudius's scales as if they were paper– after all, it was a legendary +10 weapon. Claudius, with his relatively high agility, deflected the attacks with the side of his horns. When it collided with the dragon's horns, Mensal's sword slid and if he was a normal human, his bones would have shattered into a thousand pieces. Using the impact from the rebound, Mensal flipped himself onto Claudius's neck. 

The weapon had inflicted a deep groove into Claudius' horn. His horn was even stronger than gilded gold, but in spite of that, a part had been chipped off from Mensal's attack. The piece that was cut off, stood taller than a human and had a diameter of 50cm. Fortunately a dragon's horn doesn't have any nerves running through it, otherwise, Claudius's pain would've been unbearable. Claudius didn't even care about the other four dragons. Their dragon spit had no effect on him whatsoever, with the exception of the silver dragon's ice-cold spit. If they were fighting close range, even with the silver, gold and bronze dragons, all three of them wouldn't even come close to the crimson dragon in terms of skill. Currently, the sum of their lengths barely equaled Claudius's. Fighting him would be the same as three kids attacking an adult. Their attacks could only do so much to him.

For Claudius, Mensal was the most troublesome one. He struck Claudius like a saw would slice through wood. Each hit was so fast that Claudius's blood splattered everywhere. His strong scales couldn't do anything to stop the blades, instead, his skin and muscles made up for them. Claudius could reach Mensal with his claws but the leShay was so agile that he always dodged any attack. Although the spewing blood looked absolutely terrifying and painful– for Claudius, it was more like a small misshapen wound from a razor. Mensal would need to try much harder if he wanted to kill Claudius.

Claudius's area of effects already made things difficult for Mensal– had it been any other crimson dragon, he wouldn't have as much trouble dealing with them. Claudius, on the other hand, had his spell-effectiveness-reduction-aura that disabled Mensal's unnatural strength. He had to rely on his own body to recover his lost energy. That's right. Under Claudius's skill, he lost energy far more quickly than in normal situations. He could easily go for the kill if it was any other dragon. Even a gold dragon couldn't withstand his barrage of attacks. Under Claudius's skill, Mensal had used the majority of his strength on destroying his scales and dodging his attacks. It was the first time Mensal started to gasp for air and sweat from the back of his head. 

Claudius then proceeded to light himself on fire. It looked like he was entirely covered in lava. He concentrated his own flames to one area, then released the pressure, creating a huge explosion from his body. The shockwave made the three dragons, who were trying their best to contribute something to the battle, fall backwards. Eliaza was hoping to see Claudius fall from the sky, preferably in chunks. 

Eliaza was guaranteed to be disappointed.

The explosion caused Mensal to jump off the crimson dragon's back. He couldn't control the shockwave well enough. The heat from the explosion caused Mensal's armor to melt and his sword to bend. The explosion had severely damaged Mensal. After the dust from the explosion settled down a bit, Claudius emerged. Even though he looked quite miserable, his fighting spirit had been raised to a whole new level.

"Motherf.u.c.ker! I don't even care about my life! I'll make sure you lot die today!" Most of Claudius' scales were broken. Underneath the broken scales, flaming blood gushed out like lava, making Claudius look like an active volcano. His "Self Destruct" explosion had dealt more damage to himself than all of Mensal's attacks combined. His intimidating aura ballooned out even further.

Claudius opened his mouth. The compressed air within his lungs was further compressed by his lung muscles before he shot it out. Mixed with flammable liquid, the air burned vigorously. Due to Claudius's skills, hot mist columns had begun to form and spread at an insane speed, causing the temperature to rise sharply. Not even Mensal could take on Claudius's abnormally intense, flaming spit head-on. Neither the Endless Depth nor the Nine Floors of h.e.l.l, where the intense heat from raging fires were well known, could compare to his flames. Only the fire elemental's realm could've emulated the same sweltering heat. While the dragons and Mensal were busy dodging his attack, Claudius moved at a speed never seen before. In that moment, the air gave way around the crimson dragon as he swept through the sound waves. That's right, Claudius had broken the sound barrier.

The resulting sonic boom swept across the land. The carriage horses that had been panicking were now dead. As for the carriages themselves, they had flipped over, completed crushed by the pressure. The bishops inside couldn't use magic to deflect the sound waves as they were all still inside of Claudius' spell nullification zone. The effects of the sonic boom were devastating. As the boom billowed out, the dust on the ground swept into a storm. The carriages exploded from the pressure. Despite wearing iron armor, the bishops and holy knights were thrown into the air like dried gra.s.s. Mensal couldn't even get close to Claudius under the effects of the sonic boom. His strength was limited, and unlike Claudius, he couldn't break the sound barrier. Without further ado, Claudius went straight for Eliaza. Judging from the silver dragon's scream, Claudius had only swept past her. But the resulting pressure from his movement completely tore apart her wing's patagium (skin that helps creatures glide). Given some time, she could easily heal the wound. Unfortunately, she could only helplessly fall, spiraling down to the ground like a spinning top. Even if her flying techniques were outstanding, the damage from Claudius's continuous waves of sonic booms, combined with having only one functional win, her balance was completely thrown off.

The sky felt as if it had been torn apart. Rolling sonic booms were forming under Claudius' wings as he propelled himself forward. With his supersonic speed, everything in his wake became a death zone. Claudius began to slow down while simultaneously aiming for Eliaza.