Chapter 703
Green Dragon Ohgu was exceedingly furious!
These wicked evildoers were boldly marching into his den, slaughtering the kobolds, and wrecking every single magical trap. Green Dragon Ohgus’ heart burned in agony even as he watched the event unfold through the mirror.
For the sake of realism, and to avoid the Fate Witch from even sensing the tiniest of shifts in the river of Fate, the elven commander had requested Ohgu not to move away any bit of his wealth. The Staff of Divination was one of the most valuable and precious items of his ‘tiny’ collection.
However, to avoid alerting the enemy, Ohgu had no choice but to leave the Staff back in his den and wait for the robbers to raid his home. Though the elves had promised to double the compensation for all of his losses…that was a pseudo-artifact! Were the elves capable of compensating him twice over if it were to go missing?
The more he thought, and the deeper he considered, the more frustrated Ohgu became!
He thrashed his dragon tail against the ground again and again. The long tail covered in beautiful green scales smashed against the crystalline ice, sending shards of ice into the air and causing cracks to appear in the ground.
The dragon’s hoard was the most inviolable right of every dragon!
Even the Great Dragon God had no right to make a dragon surrender his hoard. That was why Ohgu had left so many magical traps in his den to protect this wealth. Yet, they were merely traps in the end. It wouldn’t have mattered against these prepared thieves even if there were ten times as many traps.
At this moment, all the elves in the cave were cursing the reckless actions of the dragons. However, they had no choice but to follow them out of the cave.
The crystal sealing the cave had been carved with God of Luck Visenna’s divine emblem that could prevent them from being discovered by the witches’ divinations. Now that their ice crystal had shattered, their location had been exposed, and there was no longer any value in remaining hidden.
“I will go ahead and stall them. You people hurry over as soon as possible!” The Fourth Grade Storm Sword Saint was decisive and immediately gave the order to attack.
He turned into a speeding tornado and charged down, hurrying toward the cave fifteen kilometers away with a speed that was unrecognizable to the eye.
The other elves either started running, transforming, or jumping onto their flying magical beasts and charged out of the cave with a series of battlecries.
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Fifteen kilometers away at the green dragon’s den.
Greem and Uzzah stood upon the flying ship and could very clearly see everything that had happened on the peak of the snow mountain.
Seeing that everything was moving forward as prophecized by Alice, their anxieties and doubts were mildly calmed.
“Don’t worry. Now that you have paid me, I will be certain to help you until the very end,” A wicked smile flashed across Uzzah’s sinister face, “As long as this flying ship is as effective as you described, I will help you stall that Fourth Grade Sword Saint. Hmph! A barbarian that only knows how to swing a blade. How could he possibly be a match for us noble adepts?”
“Then I’ll leave it to Lady Uzzah!” Greem smiled when he heard this. He then lifted his leg and lightly stomped on the flying ship.
Several magical messages were transmitted into the flying ship, and this giant metallic monster floating in the sky started to descend rapidly. It crushed the surrounding trees and smashed pieces of rock off the tall mountains.
The flying ship did not flee but instead started to descend and seal off the entrance to the den with its massive hull.
The Fourth Grade Sword Saint who was using Windwalking to hurry to the den was shocked. A solemn expression appeared in his calm and intimidating eyes.
That wasn’t right. Something had to be off when things were going against their usual expectations!
The strongest one amongst these adepts was no more than an intermediate Third Grade. Why were they not trying to escape when they saw the elves running at them? Why were they fortifying themselves on the spot instead? Could there be something wrong with the situation?
Before he could put in more thought, a massive tide of black mist suddenly surged out of the half-exposed hull of the metallic ship and quickly formed into the shape of a middle-aged witch with a sinister look and a black staff in her hand.
The Fourth Grade Storm Sword Saint Agassi slowly stopped as he sensed the sinister and chilling aura. He looked at this six-meter-tall Dark Witch with an expression of shock and terror, even as he hovered in the air on an oak branch.
With his sensitive instincts, Agassi could clearly feel that this odd witch’s grade was also Fourth Grade! Though the enemy’s power was far too chaotic for him to determine if she was a beginner or intermediate, there was no denying that she was Fourth Grade.
Agassi couldn’t believe this.
It didn’t matter whether it was all the battles at the start or the holy decrees given to them by their gods. All these pointed to the fact that the enemy’s most potent force was no more than a Third Grade Dark Witch.
If that was the case, then where had this Fourth Grade Dark Witch appear from?
Agassi couldn’t help but howl from the bottom of his heart.