Who made me a red dragon

Chapter 217 Alternation of Kingship
"No, princess, come with me!"

Seeing the green dragon suddenly appearing above his head, Master Im was startled, and threw the boulder above his head aside. He chanted a spell in a low voice, preparing to cast a teleportation spell.

When Moli, the green dragon above his head, saw it, he couldn't help but snorted.

"Run away from me now?"

After he finished speaking, he opened his jaw, and a large cloud full of strong corrosive gas spewed out.

Seeing this scene, the old mage's complexion changed, the teleportation spell he had cast was cancelled, and he began to cast defensive spells.

Stretching out his hands, the magic power in his body flowed out quickly, and a transparent magic shield rose from everyone's body.

Chlorine gas corroded the decoration and wood panels in the room, but it did nothing to the magic shield under it.

"This should be better. While there is still some time, I have to send the princess to a safe place as soon as possible!"

Chanting the spell again, but at this moment, a black shadow descended from the sky rapidly, before the old mage could see what it was, the black figure passed through the magic shield.

The old mage only saw the cold metal light flashing in the air, and in the next second, the head of a guard guarding the king fell to the ground.

The rest of the guards realized that the situation was not good. They drew their swords from their waists and shouted loudly.

"Protect the king! Protect the princess!"

Several nimble elf warriors rushed towards the black figure. Chester, who had just landed on the ground, smiled slightly, and waved to the elf guards in front of him, and a cloud of black mist quickly spread.

The elf warriors were submerged in the smoke, and they looked around in panic.

"Damn it! Where's the assassin?"

Chester, who was hiding in the shadows, looked at these stupid guards, and his eyes fell on the mage beside him.

"Want to escape? You don't have that chance!"

Taking out four throwing knives from the tool bag at his waist, Chester stared at the mage's chest in the distance, swung his arm suddenly, and the throwing knives flew out instantly.

"Whoosh!"

The flying knife went straight to the mage's chest with fierce power, and the elf mage who was casting the spell also sensed the blow.

His complexion changed slightly, Master Im's lips moved slightly, and a transparent magic wall appeared in front of him.

Feeling a sense of security in his heart, the old mage continued to cast teleportation spells.

The fierce flying knife quickly hit the magic shield. I thought it would be enough to cast this low-level spell, but in the next second, something astonishing happened.

When the flying knives touched the magic shield, a silver light shone. The solid shield was as fragile as white paper. Four sharp flying knives pierced through the shield, and stuck in the old mage's chest in an instant.

Master Im looked blankly at the four flying knives on his chest, he couldn't believe it.

"Spell breaking effect."

Not far away, Chesco laughed.

"To deal with you mages, it is natural to use something different."

Master Im's lips trembled, he wanted to cast some spell, but at this moment, a strong pain spread throughout his body, his face changed, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

Purple-black blood was spat on the floor, and the old mage's expression was extremely hideous.

"Damn human assassin, you still use poison!"

Chester still had the same smile before, he asked back.

"Isn't it normal for assassins to use poison? Are you mages only allowed to use magic power, and us assassins are not allowed to use some other means?"

"you!"

Master Im stretched out his finger and pointed at the assassin in front of him, and he roared with the last of his strength.

"Despicable assassin, I want you dead!"

After finishing speaking, a surge of electric current erupted from the mage's fingertips and flew towards Chester quickly.

Chester didn't care. He took out a yellowed scroll with his right hand. The scroll opened, and a spell of the protective system was put on his body. The electric current hit him, but Chester didn't feel any pain.

"It's good to have a scroll."

Hehe laughed, and looked at the elf mage in front again, who had already fallen into a pool of blood, without any life left.

Can't help but smack his lips, Chester said to himself.

"The poison preparation method taught by the guys from the Assassin's Guild is really powerful."

While speaking, a roar came from behind. Chester knew what was going on behind him, and he dodged the guard's slash with a flash of his body.

As soon as he landed, he looked around and saw that several elven guards had surrounded him. They were holding sharp swords and could pounce on him at any time and cut him into pieces.

Looking at these guys cautiously, Molly, who was above the palace, stretched out his arm, and he slapped Chester's side directly. An elf guard was killed immediately, and Chester took advantage of the attention of these guards. When heading elsewhere, a vertical leap left the encirclement.

King Giles stared blankly at everything in front of him. He didn't expect that the situation had changed so much that even the last mage consultant died in the hands of these evil dragons.

There was a hint of despair on his face, the old king collapsed on the throne, even Cornelia who was beside him was stunned by the changes in front of him, she covered her mouth, and still can't believe everything in front of her.

Molly, who was lying on top of the palace, nodded slightly when he saw the scene below him.

"It's finally solved. Now we just have to wait patiently for Miles to arrive."

Not long after finishing speaking, a huge red figure flew from the distant sky.

Miles flew across the sky, and soon he appeared above the palace, looking at Molly below him, he asked.

"How's the situation?"

Molly smiled.

"Master Miles, under my surprise, the king of Linkadore did not escape, they are located in the palace."

"is it?"

With a flicker in his eyes, Miles stretched out his arm, and his sharp claws embedded in the solid wall. As soon as he exerted force, he directly tore off most of the palace wall.

A group of terrified elves appeared in front of him, and Miles took a step forward so that his stalwart body could be displayed in front of these stupid elves.

After flapping their wings, a powerful and terrifying coercion emanated, and the expressions of the elf guards changed drastically. They mustered the strength in their bodies to resist, but they only lasted for two seconds. With a plop, the elf guards fell to their knees on the ground one after another .

Enjoying the kneeling of these elves, Miles looked at the old figure on the throne with contempt, and he said flatly.

"Is there anything else you need to explain?"

Giris heard the words of the red dragon in front of him. He stood up from the throne with difficulty against Miles' terrifying coercion, looked directly at the ferocious face of the red dragon, and said loudly.

"Evil red dragon, you can never destroy Linkador! I am the king of Linkador. Even if I die, I will lead the people to continue the struggle beside Lord Corellon! This forest is Our land, you will never get it!"

"is it?"

Miles nodded slightly, looking at the Elf King below, Miles could see the old man's worries about his tribe and his reluctance to give up the royal power, but everything should be over, a new era has arrived, and all the old era Everything will be swept away.

Raising his sharp claws, Miles' face suddenly became serious.

"Mortal, your kingship has fallen, and now I am in charge of everything. I will use your blood to let your people know how a new king came to the throne."

After speaking, Miles patted down with his paw.

(End of this chapter)