Beneath the Red Dragon

This Dragon Slayer Squad has thus arrived in the Golden Empire.

However, despite some anticipation, their arrival in the Golden Empire took this professional Dragon Slayer Team by surprise.

The Giant Dragons supported by the Empire are targets even this Legendary Dragon Slayer Squad cannot confront directly.

Even a powerful Ancient Dragon would fall under the siege of thousands, trapped in a place where it can’t maneuver, let alone these humans.

Though the Legendary Warriors possess the ability to walk on air, they cannot compare to the power of the Giant Dragons soaring through the sky.

Once surrounded by the legions of the Golden Empire, even if these people had three heads and six arms, they could not survive.

”So how should we find the weaknesses of those Giant Dragon Lords? The appearances of these Giant Dragon Lords cannot be traced, and the areas around their lairs and likely locations of appearances are all guarded by those loyal Legion Warriors,”

”Let alone drawing out that Red Dragon; if we can’t find their patterns and weaknesses, are we to climb the peaks of the mountains and face the Dragon Emperor directly?”

”And though the power of this artifact seems formidable in those people’s words, in my view, it doesn’t seem capable of affecting that Ancestral Red Dragon,”

Hart paused, glancing at the Great Mage in their team, also one of the team’s leaders.

This is not unusual. A mage who can ascend to Legendary status rarely joins adventurer teams like other roaming mages, even for a dragon-slaying event, the benefits aren’t as large as what a Legendary Mage can explore independently.

After all, a Legendary Mage has the ability to establish teams that only answer to them, or to create War Puppets, or Golem Warriors; the methods of a Legendary Mage are beyond the imagination of these warriors.

A mage at the peak of the Holy Sanctuary is already considered the best configuration in an adventurer team.

But even a mage from the Holy Sanctuary can gain the greatest leadership over Legendary Warriors.

Because a Caster is always stronger than a Warrior, and this strength is not merely in terms of direct combat ability.

The strength of a Caster lies in the near-omnipotence of spell wisdom.

As long as they possess infinite wisdom, what spells can achieve is nearly limitless.

Just like the legendary most powerful Ninth-level Skill—Prayer Skill, essentially, as long as it doesn’t violate the overall logic of the Cosmos’s law, its effectiveness is omnipotent.

It can transcend all physical laws, natural rules, and even surpass time, reversing aging.

But Prayer Skill is not the endpoint of magic; truly powerful mages can even create and design spells based on the desired effects, with outcomes linked to the mage’s imagination and knowledge, almost without an upper limit.

Just like the Law of Destiny above legend, those Chosen Ones have artificially created a destiny unique to themselves.

They are their own Chosen Ones; the limit lies within their capabilities, not within the restrictions of the Cosmos’s rules.

Although the mage in this team couldn’t create a variety of powerful magic like mages in legends, such as hiding their treasure vault in other dimensions, or altering the climate and terrain of an entire area, regulating the fundamental tenets of an entire Material Plane or planet.

But this mage, too, has relied on his own capabilities to study and develop a unique skill of his own, spell theft.

Or perhaps calling it spell replication is more vivid.

Mage Lor shook his head, looking at the central table in this room, where a large wooden box rested on the surface, covered in thick seals inscribed with countless dense Magic Runes, the magic radiance on the surface of these runes exuded a crystalline sheen.

”The Advanced Prophecy Skill I stole can confuse targets’ directions, but I don’t want to use it,”

”That Ancestral Red Dragon can counteract Divination Skills, and the ability level of the user makes no difference; even Divine Art cannot see clearly the future path of that Red Dragon,”

Lor said solemnly: ”As far as I know, those mages from the Prophetic School have already become mired in the illusions projected by the Ancestral Red Dragon, unable to extricate themselves.”

”Illusions?” asked the Knight, dressed in intricately worked white Scale Armor, frowning in confusion.

The Legendary Knight was tall and stout, his neat black long hair complementing his handsome face, looking more like a nobility with noble demeanor.

And the Magic Heavy Sword in the knight’s hand, crafted by the Mage’s Hand in the team, endowed the sword with powerful magical properties from excellent materials.

In the world of magic, Casters are seen as gods whom ordinary warriors must rely on.

”Yes, a powerful illusion, any Caster attempting to peer into the Red Dragon’s fate will face interference from a higher level. The illusion of the Spiritual Realm is rooted in those mages’ senses,”

”Their perspectives and senses received another dimensional distortion and alteration, as if inherent cognitive instincts had been modified, thus changing their perspectives,”

Lor said heavily: ”One mage fell in love with a Slime, another believed himself to be a Kobold, spontaneously mastering the Kobold language, even though that mage had never studied the Kobold language.”

”Another mage acquired a rather ordinary aesthetic view and fell in love with a horse,”

”I don’t want to become a freak!”

As the mage finished speaking, everyone in the room couldn’t help but shiver involuntarily.