Crimson Edge (III)

"I'm going to cut off your head!"

"Waaaaahh...

Lano roared, his eyes bloodshot and veins bulging all over his body.

This Barbarian suddenly swelled to nearly ten meters tall, his muscles looking as if they were sculpted from marble, exuding a wild beauty.

The giant bear on his back, the lion on his chest, and the leopard on his legs seemed to come alive, roaring all at once.

This is the Fighter's legendary form, the Primal Warrior, whose very existence embodies the power of the wilderness.

Lano lost his family at a young age; his parents were slaughtered by a rival tribe, and he retaliated by wiping out their entire clan. He wandered the wilderness until he met Drake. Flamegold.

It can be said that every member of "Crimson Edge" was like a close relative to him.

Now that Grom is dead, he is experiencing the pain of loss once again.

[The Original Path: Revenge]

Lano, holding his heavy giant axe, leaped high into the air, his body billowing white smoke, and jumped hundreds of meters into the air.

The tacit understanding between "Crimson Edge" over the years was still there. The moment Lano ascended into the sky, multiple spells, including Greater Haste Spell, Steel Bones, Sanctuary, Dragon Strength Spell, and Breath Holding Spell, were cast upon him.

The surface of that strong and perfect giant body was covered with magical shields, shimmering with various magical lights.

"Go to hell!"

Lano swung his giant axe with all his might at the Red Dragon, unleashing the power of the wilderness.

The roars of bears, the howls of tigers, and the howls of wolves rang out simultaneously. The phantoms of wild creatures surged toward the Red Dragon as the giant axe fell. They were symbols of the wilderness and embodiments of the original path of Lano.

"So much random stuff—"

Are you planning to open a zoo?

Keosius let out a low growl and spread his broad wings.

The aura emanating from the Progenitor Dragon was no longer suppressed, and its almost tangible dragon might overflowed.

Instantly, fear filled the eyes of all the spirits of the wilderness; they even let out whimpers before vanishing completely.

"When--"

The sound of metal clashing against metal was deafening.

Keosius swung his claws and struck, easily sending the giant axe and the Barbarian behind it flying hundreds of meters.

Cracks appeared on the giant axe engraved with wild runes, and it shattered into flying metal fragments—this was a rare piece of equipment that Lano had obtained from the Fairy Wilderness!

As a legendary Fighter of the primordial path, Lano's strength has reached the pinnacle of mortal power. His strength, when converted into panel data, may have reached 27 points, which is no exaggeration to say that he is incredibly strong.

But Keosius's strength is 34.

In addition to the difference in size, the strength difference between the two can be dozens of times.

This is the purest form of overwhelming power from the Red Dragon; there are no additional techniques involved.

This Fighter hand-to-hand with Hill Giant and strangled a Green Dragon, was like a chick in front of Keosius, easily crushed by him without any power to resist.

"Lano!"

Dex flapped his wings and came behind the Red Dragon, intending to launch a sneak attack from behind, while also protecting his teammates.

But he only felt a scorching hurricane rushing towards him, blowing him about and making him stagger, and then a huge figure swept past.

In the blink of an eye, the Red Dragon in front of him had disappeared and instead rapidly ascended into the sky with a series of sonic booms, arriving directly above Lano.

"No--"

Desk reached out helplessly and let out a desperate cry.

Lano plummeted backward, but he felt no fear; he was only seething with resentment at his defeat in the clash of forces.

The Primal Warrior possessed exceptionally strong physiques; even if they jumped from a cliff hundreds of meters high, they were confident they could survive, at most breaking a few bones, not to mention the protection of magic.

"Damn it, next time I'll definitely cut his head off."

Lano gritted his teeth and thought to himself.

Suddenly, he felt darkness in front of him, and his expression changed drastically.

The enormous figure of the Red Dragon appeared above him, its broad wings almost completely blocking out the sunlight in front of him.

Keosius looked down at him, a sinister smile on his face.

"Human beings."

"You know nothing about power."

The Red Dragon easily grabbed Lano's body and continued to climb.

"Damn it!"

"Red Dragon! Let me go! I'm going to kill you!"

The Primal Warrior, nearly ten meters tall, had bloodshot eyes and twisted and struggled in the air.

However, faced with the immense power of the Red Dragon, all his struggles were futile, and he could only watch helplessly as he rose thousands of meters into the air.

Immediately afterwards, Keosius tightened his wings and swooped down, grabbing onto Lano's strong body as he fell, his tail even trailing a fiery tail.

The man and the dragon accelerated and plummeted downwards.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh—"

The piercing wails mingled with the sound of tearing through the air.

At terrifying speeds, Lano's back rubbed against the air, generating extremely high temperatures. His tough skin began to burn and glow, gradually turning charred black, and his flesh even began to disintegrate.

Ultimately, they crashed to the ground like meteorites.

"Boom--"

A deafening sound rang out.

Smoke and dust suddenly billowed up, and a gale spread out from them, sweeping across the entire wasteland.

When the smoke cleared, a huge crater with a diameter of 100 meters was revealed on the ground, covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

"Roar--"

In the center of the pit, the Red Dragon stood majestically, spreading its wings and raising its head to let out a long roar.

Beneath that enormous right claw, a charred, mangled mass of flesh was emitting white smoke and crackling as it burned—that was the former Primal Warrior, the legendary Barbarian Lano.

He died.

Even with a constitution as high as 24 points, Lano could not survive this catastrophic performance.

Keosius turned to look at the last remaining "Dragon Slayer" with lingering satisfaction. He nodded politely in greeting, extended three claws, and gently shook them.

The three members of "Crimson Edge" immediately felt their hair stand on end.

This was hardly a battle between a dragon and Dragon Slayer; it was more like a apex predator toying with defenseless prey, and they were the prey.

They all understood what the Red Dragon meant—"There are three left."

"How so."

"We should have been heroes."

Dex stared at Lano's mangled, charred body, his eyes filled with despair.

He never imagined that the Red Dragon, after its Earth-Shattering battle with "Silver Wing" Oszedro, would still possess such terrifying power.

This "Dragon Prince" could even find their hiding places, catch them one by one like a cat playing with mice, toy with them, and then kill them.

This former "Dragon Slayer" had never seen such a giant dragon before.