Wagnerd Dragon Binding Array

Suburbs of North Wind Fortress.

Teleportation portals opened, and the mages arrived at a secluded open space.

This clearing is not far from North Wind Fortress, surrounded by tall, dense forests. It is quite quiet, and the flat ground is free of debris except for wildflowers and weeds.

This was the location chosen by Keosius, where a large palace would be built in the future, and also the "safe place for casting spells" that he provided for Schroeder.

In just one month, he had completely transformed this place into the [Kingdom Domain].

Schroeder looked around nervously, but didn't detect any danger. However, his high-level mage intuition still made him sense something was amiss.

"Lord Embers, it seems a little too quiet here."

He gently felt the air with his hand.

"The flow of elements here is extremely gentle."

Keosius calmly explained, "This is an aura-blocking barrier to prevent outside spying. Otherwise, how do you think I created this secret base right under that Red Dragon's nose? It took me a lot of effort."

"Truly exquisite."

Schroeder nodded slightly.

After all, that Red Dragon is capable of casting Eighth Circle Spell, so it's normal to be cautious.

"Let's begin drawing the magic circle."

Schroeder gave the instructions.

His voice trembled slightly; the Gray Eagle Mage knew this was his last chance to turn things around.

The twelve grey-robed mages cast a sound-blocking spell as a precaution.

The parchment scroll, exuding a dangerous aura, was unfurled, and a vast and abundant magical power poured forth from it.

A strange wail rang out, blocked by magic, yet it still echoed in the open space.

"With awe and awe, they marveled at the power of the dragon."

"Its gaping maw could swallow me whole."

"Its sharp teeth Longfang could tear me apart."

"Its flames could burn me to ashes."

"I will control it, I will bind it, I will become a dragon!"

The players channeled that magic, drawing intricate and bizarre patterns on the ground. These patterns combined to form the terrifying Eighth Circle Spell— [Wagnerd Dragon Binding Array].

"It's finally about to begin."

"I will become the hero who slays the dragon."

Thinking of the Red Dragon that had destroyed everything he had, a deep-seated resentment shone in Schroeder's eyes. He had dreamt countless times of plunging a sword into the Red Dragon's chest, letting Red Dragon howl and die before him, just like the allied forces that had been slaughtered by the Red Dragon.

Schroeder took a deep breath, stepped forward, and walked to the very center of the magic circle.

The twelve court spellcasters from the Northern Kingdom stood in different central positions, forming a ring.

The other twenty-odd players stood on the outer edge, responsible for the most basic spell manipulation.

"Buzz—"

As the last operator took their place, the intricate patterns lit up instantly, and a surging current of magic surged violently within the magic circle, like a massive vortex. Keosius could deeply feel the terrifying power of this force.

The Wagnerd Dragon Binding Array is a complex and chaotic Eighth Circle Spell, and even when controlled by dozens of casters together, it is extremely difficult to manage.

Schroeder, struggling to maintain control of the magic circle, gasped for breath and pleaded, "Embers."

"Please transform back into your noble and majestic form, and condescend to provide this Dragon Binding Array with a dragon scale and fifteen drops of dragon blood."

"As long as you lure that Red Dragon here, I am confident I can trap it!"

Keosius stared at him with great curiosity, his body shimmering with tiny magical lights.

"No problem."

His body swelled rapidly, and a colossal object quickly filled everyone's field of vision, casting a massive black shadow that enveloped everyone in the magic circle.

Schroeder looked up in surprise.

But soon, that surprise turned into horror.

—Its powerful body, nearly twenty meters long, is the embodiment of strength, covered in scarlet scales. Ferocious horns protrude, their swept-back edges extending to the tip of its tail. The large horn atop its head resembles a majestic crown, and its golden vertical pupils blaze with intense flames.

This is no Golden Dragon at all, it's clearly an extremely terrifying Red Dragon!

Moreover, Schroeder recognized at a glance the being that had appeared in his nightmares countless times— the Purgatory Calamity who slaughtered the Allied Forces, the Embers of the Burned King, the Red Dragon Keosius! Schroeder stood rooted to the spot, trembling all over, shaking his head repeatedly, seemingly unable to believe what he was seeing.

"No, no, that's absolutely impossible."

"You... you're not some damn Golden Dragon, you're that damned Red Dragon!"

Schroeder had lost his mind, pointing at the players and shouting like a madman.

"They, they are all undercover agents too!"

"Damn it!"

"This was all a lie from the very beginning!"

More than twenty players revealed their true identities as undercover agents, launching an attack on the unsuspecting Court Mage, with all sorts of magical lights flying everywhere.

The Red Dragon did not launch an attack. The helicopter looked down at the panicked mages, a hint of mockery in its golden pupils.

"For justice... isn't it?"

"I never said that I was a so-called Golden Dragon."

Schroeder.

Schroeder had now fully regained his senses and realized he had fallen into a trap. His eyes held not only despair but also boundless resentment and hatred towards Keosius.

"Red Dragon, you have ruined everything I have."

"My family, my status..."

"You even destroyed my last hope with your own hands... I want you dead! At any cost!"

Schroeder lost his mind and, as the controller, forcibly activated the incomplete Wagnerd Dragon Binding Array, attempting to use the powerful magic against dragons to make a final stand against Keosius.

However, Keosius was prepared.

Within the past month, he has transformed this entire area into a [Kingdom Domain].

The Red Dragon's eyes were filled with golden energy, and a crown of emptiness was crowned upon his will.

An invisible aura spread out, and the surrounding elements were under his control. All magical energy was like his subjects, and even the Weave was under his control.

[Kingdom Domain - Nullification]

Instantly, the surging magical energy around them subsided.

The Wagnerd Dragon Binding Array has faded into darkness once more.

"Damn it..."

"It failed."

With the support of that powerful force gone, and feeling the surrounding space like Dead Magic Zone, Schroeder's last resort was also useless.

He collapsed to the ground, his face ashen, his eyes vacant and lifeless, filled with deep despair.

The twelve Court Mage tried to escape using spatial magic, but the surrounding Weave remained completely still, making them no different from ordinary people.

The surrounding Hobgoblin armies completely encircled the area, capturing the powerless mages. They would be taken to Lang Pu's new "Tower of the Great Wise One" to become pitiful test subjects.