The Guardian Inscriptions had already completed their rune explosion, but Bennett noticed another chained-trigger rune in a corner of the rocks—it was an Alarm Spell.
"It's an Alarm Spell!"
"Damn it, this is clearly a dragon's lair. Why is it covered in spells like a Mage Tower?"
"Could it have predicted long ago that we would hide here?"
"That's impossible."
At that thought, Bennett's face darkened.
His breathing suddenly quickened, and his heart pounded violently as he thought of a terrifying possibility—
This was a Mage-Eater Dragon.
And it had likely predicted long ago that his group would hide here, making every preparation in advance like any meticulous mage.
This was no land of fame and fortune. It was a death trap set by an evil dragon mage!
And they were the prey that had stepped into the trap!
Thunder rumbled in the distance, as though echoing Bennett's current mood.
"Retreat..."
"Retreat now, everyone."
"That Red Dragon is coming!"
Bennett waved his staff and shouted. He had no desire to die in this wilderness and become monster food.
Yet he found his companions standing blankly in place, staring at the sky, and could not help growing anxious.
"What are you standing around for? Move!"
Ivan looked up at the sky, his voice trembling.
"I think..."
"It... it's already here."
Bennett felt a massive shadow envelop him, cold sweat trickling down his cheeks.
He turned his head stiffly.
"Heavens..."
What kind of Red Dragon was that? It was a full fifteen meters long, with a massive body comparable to that of an adult Red Dragon.
Its entire body was covered in golden-red scales. Fragments of energy floated around it like countless tiny shards of starlight, while blinding lightning crackled beyond those fragments.
Behind it, rolling storm clouds and fierce hurricanes swept