Soon, as the sun rose, a group of fully armed Magi arrived on the small island.
"All right, everyone, I think we all know what we're about to face."
The lead Magus looked both excited and nervous—given his status, that might have seemed a little embarrassing, but no one present mocked him. After all, they felt the same way. Just looking at the enormous black figure at the far end of the island had them on edge. Who had the time to worry about anyone else now?
Nearly everyone present was a renowned Magus from their respective countries. Some even belonged to families like Japan's Ten Master Clans, standing at the pinnacle of the Wizarding World. Even so, facing a Dragon filled them with unease and anxiety. This was unprecedented. No one knew what powers that Dragon possessed, or whether they could truly complete this mission. But there was no point saying any of that now...
"Then let's proceed according to the plan we established earlier."
Before landing on the island, the Magi had already drawn up a plan. They had also studied the island's terrain and formulated a battle strategy.
According to the plan, the thirty Magi were divided into three groups. Group A had the most members and was primarily responsible for drawing the Dragon's attention head-on. Group B was tasked with searching the island for Fang Zheng—after all, not everyone had the courage to challenge a Dragon directly. Compared to facing a terrifying beast, they thought it would be easier to find someone they could gang up on. If they found Fang Zheng and defeated him, that would count as victory too.
Group C, meanwhile, was specifically responsible for stealing the crystal. According to the plan, once Group A had drawn the Dragon's attention, Group C would