Chapter 194
Chapter 194 Chaos
It was theoretically possible for a group of First Grade adepts to scheme and slay a Second Grade giant dragon.
But in truth, it was extremely difficult, so much so that it wasn’t viable.
The greatest problem was with the giant dragon’s ability to fly.
However, today, four First Grade adepts who had yet to experience planar wars almost succeeded in accomplishing a terrifying and shocking feat– dragonslaying!
But ‘almost’ was ‘almost’ after all!
Greem and the others could only give up in pity when their attacks on the green dragon could hardly extinguish the last dying flames of its life, while the fuming knights were closing in on the square.
There were too many variables and unexpected elements in today’s battle. Thus, one should not look down upon the power of giant dragons based on today’s events.
For the rest of the night, troop after troop of witcher-knights charged into the city, taking it under their control. They then searched for evidence of the outsiders by going through each and every house.
Naturally, the normal citizens had no ability to resist the witcher-knights and could only let them investigate their houses. However, rich merchants and influential nobles would not accept such humiliation lying down. Armed conflicts of varying scale happened all over the city.
Sadly, the giant-dragon partner of the honorable Third Grade dragon knight had been severely injured, and was on the brink of death. This had utterly enraged the authorities of the witcher-knight army! Therefore, amongst those who dared to stop the advance of the witcher-knights in their search, the servants and guards were killed without exception, while the merchants and nobles were caught and imprisoned in the witcher-knight’s camp.
For one night, the entire Herdurand City was in chaos!
The angry merchants and nobles blocked the entrance to the castellan’s quarters, unceasingly expressing their greatests protests towards the city hall. But the rulers of the city, led by Great Duke Lington, never showed their faces. As such, various malicious rumours started to spread. Many citizens were secretly discussing the possibility that the Great Duke Lington had been put under house arrest by the Lord dragon knight.
Just as chaos happened back there, the Greenland Forest several hundred kilometers away welcomed an important character.
Riding a flying giant-dragon at nearly a thousand feet in the sky was not a very comfortable or casual business. At this height, just the wind blowing at you could take away every last bit of warmth in your body. Even a person wrapped in coats and furs would feel the chill all the way down to their bones.
But with Jefferson’s powerful Third Grade dragon knight physique, he wouldn’t feel even a bit of discomfort in such an environment.
He bent down to look at the sea of trees that stretched on and on. Everything in his vision was a verdant green that went up and down. It was probably delusional to try and find a troop of a hundred witcher-knights in such a vast forest.
Jefferson lightly tapped the green dragon beneath his body. Ysondre understood, and folded his wings to rapidly dive downward, stretching his neck and letting out a long dragon’s roar that rang across several dozen kilometers as he did so.
He couldn’t find that troop of witcher-knights, but as long as they were still in this forest, they would naturally find a way to contact him when they heard this signature dragon’s-roar.
Thus, the green dragon unfurled his large dragon wings slightly less than a hundred meters away from the canopy. It circled about the mountainous sea of trees, occasionally letting out loud, clear roars. With the giant dragon’s stunning flight speed and loud voice, the witcher-knights should be able to hear it, as long as they weren’t deaf.
Sadly, even after several rounds of circling about the vast forest that stretched for several hundred kilometer, they still had not detected any sort of feedback from the forest beneath them.
Had Ninther brought the troops deep into the woods?
Jefferson frowned, but the doubt in his heart was extinguished the moment it rose.
Ninther was not like those newly advanced spellbreaker knights that were prone to rash decisions. If he had planned to bring the knights deep into the forest, he would have sent someone to inform the others of his actions. However, Jefferson had not managed to get any useful information from Blue Hillock City. It was almost as if the hundred-man army of witcher-knights had completely vanished in the woods.
It seemed there was something odd about this stretch of woods!