Chapter 585
Chapter 585 Fires of War
At the edge of a murky and filthy pool.
An old witch with turbid eyes, yellowed teeth, wrinkled skin, and a hooked nose was squatting by the pool. She wore a gray adept’s robe and a gray witch’s hat on her head, silently chanting some strange, indiscernible spell.
As light magical fluctuations spread throughout the pungent pool, the surface of the sickly green water started to bubble like boiling water.
Soon, all sorts of creatures had gathered around the old witch: toads covered with warts, inconspicuous gray poison water snakes, muskrats, slow alligator snapping turtles, and all sorts of other strange, unrecognizable swamp creatures.
Judging from their size, the old witch had only summoned smaller swamp creatures.
These swamp creatures would not have come out of their hidden nests if not for the bindings of magic, nor would they be peacefully standing near all these other swamp creatures without fighting each other.
“My little babies. Look at you, all so cute…” Poison Hag Endor smiled as she bent over and caressed the toad that had leaped to the side of her leg.
“So…
“We should hide the magical machines for the moment. The two of us and the two snakefiends you brought with you should go and ambush the dragonborn captain first.”
Dana tilted her head and thought for a moment. She still didn’t quite understand.
Shouldn’t one always charge forward with all the force they had in combat? Whoever had the most numbers and the largest fist would be the one to obtain the final victory. Could they win this battle by leaving half of their forces outside?
Deserra seemed to have seen through Dana’s doubts and explained in a little, self-satisfied manner, “Lady Mary didn’t send us here just to beat these dragonborn. She wants us to capture or kill every last one of them. As such, it’s not difficult to win this battle. It’s difficult to keep them all within this battlefield.”
“We can take down all the dragonborn if we leave the magical machines behind?”
“We will only appear as four people at first. Moreover, we will be striking at their captain. The dragonborn will assume themselves to have the numerical advantage and won’t think of running anymore. Have them stay on the battlefield, slowly grind away their strength and have the magical machines form a perimeter on the outside and prepare to enter the battle at any time. This way, we have a far greater chance to take down all the dragonborn!”
“I have no problem fighting with the dragonborn, but my subordinates…” Medusa Dana wasn’t a cold-blooded individual, after all. She took great care of the younger generation of her species.
The two subordinates she had brought with her were excellent individuals amongst the younger generation of the tribe. They had already grown four arms and could simultaneously command multiple weapons. When paired with their fast, wind-like movements, they rained down a storm of blades when they fought with knives.
They could easily bully those unequipped low to mid-grade magical creatures with such strength. However, it was insufficient against powerful beings like the dragonborn.
Four-armed snakefiends were still too weak regarding Strength. Cutting through the thick metal armor and fine scales of the dragonborn was nearly impossible. An awkward situation of being unable to harm the enemy would happen if they were to actually engage in the fight.
That was why Dana was already worried about them before the battle had even started.
Deserra was already muddle-headed when he heard Dana’s soft voice and request.
Deserra had been extremely strict with himself ever since he had been an apprentice, all for the sake of his future as an adept. Though it wasn’t quite at the level of completely abstaining from women, Deserra was honestly far more disciplined compared to his peers.
He might have acted upon his desires sometimes after becoming an adept, but he was still a resolute and matured individual compared to adepts of the same grade.
Yet, for some reason, Deserra found himself infatuated with Dana after they started to interact more with each other.
That delicate and perfect face and that hot and explosive figure. Though the hair of snakes and Dana’s Eyes of Petrification were a little harsh to deal with, didn’t that make it all the more exotic?
It was rare that the beauty would ask something of him, so it was natural that he would try and accommodate her.
“Then we will bring along another two Loggers! They will be much safer with two of those meat shields at the front.”
A sweet smile immediately appeared on Dana’s face. The snakes on her head all started to let out weird hissings as well.
“Well, prepare yourself. We will be going now!”
A simple shout, and the two Crimson adepts, the two snakefiends, and the two rumbling Loggers descended like a whistling whirlwind, swiftly and fiercely lunging towards the dragonborn captain.