Mist Dragon

A wall of air that feels smooth to the touch?

As Warrior, the Assault Captain has an innate ability to sense danger, but this time he did not perceive the danger.

So this should be considered some kind of institution?

He tapped the invisible wall; it felt hard and unyielding. He was sure that hitting it would feel terrible and would also accelerate the damage of his weapon.

"This wasn't available before."

He groped his way forward through the "invisible wall," trying to find a gap.

"Should I go and tell the commander? Wait, could I use this as an excuse to persuade the commander to retreat for the time being? I'm really tired."

The Assault Captain smiled, suddenly finding the invisible wall quite endearing, and looked up.

A huge, bulging eyeball appeared out of nowhere and stared intently at him.

"Hmm!"

Before he could even be surprised, something long and slippery wrapped around him!

The atmosphere around the Three Corpse Artificer Bonfire of the Light Eagle Legion was somewhat tense.

At this time, Iliphis, who is best at reading the atmosphere, will fulfill his role as leader and deliver a passionate and ambitious speech to encourage everyone.

But at this moment he was in deep thought, the matter of Overlord Wolnir concerning his dream, which left him no time to care about the other mercenaries.

If even the leader of the group doesn't speak, then others, such as Sally, would seem unqualified to speak up and inspire the group.

After an unknown amount of time, Iliphis finally snapped out of his thoughts, and the mercenaries all looked up at him.

He glanced at his loyal subordinates, about to suggest retreating today, replenishing supplies, and fighting again tomorrow, when he suddenly noticed something and asked:

Where did Gulen go?

Gulen is the name of the Assault Captain.

The mercenaries looked at each other, and Sally said, "He just went out for some fresh air. I'll go find him."

The campfire can only protect this small area; once you leave, you will no longer be protected and may be attacked by monsters.

But Gulen wouldn't have gone too far, and with his strength, he wouldn't be afraid of the monsters nearby.

So this idiot must have been having a blast outside.

Sally pursed her lips, walked out of the vicinity of the Three Corpse Artificer Bonfire, and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Once he left, he never came back.

The remaining people were all wondering what was going on.

Even the most obtuse person would have noticed the problem by now. The lancer captain volunteered to take a few mercenaries out to investigate, but Iliphis refused his request.

"I'll go myself."

The Zane Dungeon is full of eeriness. He is afraid that the captain of the lancers will also never return. Wouldn't that turn into one of the classic plots of a bad horror movie, "The Calabash Brothers Save Their Grandfather"?

Led by Iliphis, the mercenaries came out in full force.

The magician used tracking magic on the items Sally had used, and Sally's footprints immediately appeared on the ground. People quickly chased after them, however...

That's it?

The footprints suddenly stopped, indicating that he encountered an unknown event less than two hundred meters after leaving the campfire, causing him to lose his footprints.

Iliphis everyone to be alert, and reached for the sword at his waist, but found nothing.

"Um?"

His waist was completely empty. What happened?

Perhaps he lost it during the battle with the Overlord. He took a rapier from a mercenary and could still use it.

Iliphis squinted, surveying his surroundings as if searching for something, but then suddenly slammed his magic staff into the ground.

In an instant, waves surged in all directions, creating ripples wherever they collided with objects. He was using this method to detect whether there were any invisible enemies nearby!

However, the water surface showed no abnormality. He then used the [Anti-Invisibility Spell], which is effective against invisibility, but it was still ineffective.

What on earth is going on? Something eerie is going on everywhere.

Perhaps because they stayed there for too long, they attracted the dungeon's monster spawning mechanism, and a large number of Skeleton Warrior rushed over. The mercenaries hurriedly engaged in battle, Iliphis also faced one of the enhanced Carthus Warrior. Although he was overwhelmingly dominant, he seemed to want to avenge the humiliation he had suffered at the hands of the Overlord, and thus began to slaughter him.

Humans, in the midst of a chaotic battle, tend to focus on the enemy and become less sensitive to their surroundings.

A mercenary was unfortunately struck by the Skeleton Warrior's weapon, blood gushing from his chest. The wound was so deep that bone was visible. He retreated under the cover of his teammates, and then remembered that he still had a Healing Potion. Overjoyed, he reached for his pouch.

However, it was completely empty.

Where is my medicine?

He was stunned for a moment, unable to think clearly in this emergency, so he had no choice but to ask his companion for help.

"Where is he?! He's disappeared!?"

He only had to lower his head for a moment, how did his companion who was just covering for him disappear?

The other person's boots, still steaming, remained on the ground, but where had they gone?

The next second, the mercenary was killed by the swarming Skeleton Warrior.

When he revived at the campfire, he was completely bewildered, because his missing companions had not returned to the campfire!

On the other side, Iliphis vented his anger, turned his gaze to the chaotic battlefield, about to unleash magic to wipe out the remaining Skeleton Warrior in one fell swoop.

But he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. He turned around and saw that half of the arrows on the archer captain's back had disappeared into thin air.

He suddenly realized something, remembering the footprints he had found at the beginning, and the unidentified creature that was about twenty meters long.

Is that what it is?

So that explains why Gulen and Sally disappeared.

"I caught him this time."

Iliphis had long been curious about what this creature's true form looked like, so he certainly wouldn't let this good opportunity pass him by and immediately picked up his staff to attack.

Where is my staff?

His smile vanished instantly, and he chose to abandon his staff and launch inefficient lightning bolts at the area where the unknown creature might exist.

"Smack!"

The mercenaries, who were engaged in fierce fighting, were startled by Iliphis's inexplicable behavior, but the next second, one of the mercenaries suddenly screamed.

Suddenly, he was seen floating in mid-air, swaying back and forth, his props scattered all over the ground, before he crashed into the rock wall and lost consciousness.

"A monster!" People finally realized what was happening. The archery captain abandoned his ordinary arrows and reached for his more powerful enchanted arrows, however...

"That's all? I didn't use that much, did I?"

"It's been stolen."

Iliphis darted past him, his finger rapier shooting through the air like a meteor.

The next moment, a thunderclap rose from the ground, and Dragon Roar that the mercenaries had never heard before resounded here!

Even Iliphis was paralyzed by the roar and could only move after the sound dissipated.

His eyes flashed with surprise, for the sound was undoubtedly Dragon Roar!

A faint electric current flashed in the air, and the scenery before everyone's eyes changed. Finally, a creature they had never seen before appeared.

It was a dragon, but it was hard to associate it with the "majesty" that dragons usually possess. Rather, its appearance was more like an enlarged version of a purple lizard, ugly-cute in a way.

[Mist Dragon]

Ancient Dragon Species from the Monster Hunter world, renowned for its exceptional stealth and invisibility, it possesses incredibly powerful Mimicry abilities, silently approaching its prey and then capturing it with its nimble tongue. Wherever it goes, poisonous and acidic mists spread, and its flesh is of extremely poor quality.

Although he is unremarkable in appearance, this is still Gu Long, a character that Gong Qiying left here as a wandering surprise. He rarely appears, and when he does, it's only because Gong Qiying wants to create a show.

Under Gong Qiying's design, the Mist Dragon will not easily attack adventurers, but will randomly take a few items. Stealing from adventurers is as fun as opening blind boxes, and Gong Qiying allows this behavior.

However, given Mist Dragon's petty nature, he probably held a grudge against the Light Eagle Legion after being attacked by them, which is why he launched an attack at this moment.

No one dared to underestimate a dragon. Especially one that could steal so many items from the mercenaries without them noticing; everyone immediately became alert.

Signaled by the magical missile launched by Iliphis, the mercenaries swarmed forward!

In a single glance, Mist Dragon's nimble tongue skewered the two mercenaries, and the small amount of poisonous mist that escaped instantly killed all three.

The mercenaries who managed to reach it raised their weapons and swung them wildly, but—

"Ta-da!"

The depressing sound of blades snapping against each other rang out continuously, and the lance captain's lance tip even broke off!

"This thing is so tough!"

Although the Mist Dragon was slow to move, it wasn't stupid enough to stand there and get hit. It flapped its tail and released a strong wind pressure. While the mercenaries were unsteady, it quickly retreated and spat out a venom bullet. As soon as it regained its footing, it spat out a second one!

Just a tiny bit of the poison was enough to kill the mercenaries instantly, and the mages frantically cast antidote spells.

Iliphis promptly cast a poison-resistant Magic Shield for everyone, but in the next instant, the Mist Dragon suddenly flapped its wings and took flight, with poisonous mist spreading beneath it. Using the wind pressure upon landing, the poisonous mist instantly transformed the narrow graveyard into a shampoo boy's bathroom!

"Don't be afraid, we have a poison-resistant Magic Shield, keep attacking."

"No, this is acid mist! The protective shield is completely useless!"

In battle, a simple mistake can have devastating consequences. The acid mist instantly envelops the mercenaries, and even inhaling just a little bit will cause them to collapse to the ground in extreme pain, completely losing their ability to fight.

"Commander."

Before collapsing, the lancer captain struggled to throw his weapon to Iliphis, whose rapier had broken in the first round of his fight with the Mist Dragon.

From the appearance of Mist Dragon to the annihilation of the mercenary group, it seemed like only a few minutes had passed. Suddenly, Iliphis realized that he was the only one left standing on the field.

"You damned beast."

He gripped his spear tightly, using wind magic to disperse the poisonous mist. Light condensed into wings on his back, and with a surge of speed, he delivered a thorough and satisfying gua sha to the Mist Dragon roaming around him.

Tail flapping, tongue sticking out, claw waving, dragon chariot.

With complete concentration, Iliphis narrowly dodged the attacks, drinking the Sain Brand Antidote made by the Bede Family, Sain, whenever he inhaled the acid mist, which instantly restored him to his condition.

Cold sweat gradually trickled down his forehead, because he suddenly realized that this ugly-cute dragon also gave him a strong feeling, which made him unable to help but have the thought that "maybe I can't beat it".

It's one thing to be unable to defeat the Overlord, but why can't I even beat a dragon that only knows how to steal petty things?

His pride was hurt, and his gaze sharpened. He finally found a weakness in the Mist Dragon and launched a charge towards the Mist Dragon's head!

This move is very similar to the Wings of the Crucible Aspects, so the consequences of using this move on a beast are predictable.

Mist Dragon's movements were sluggish, a conclusion drawn from the previous battle. Therefore, Iliphis believed that his seemingly dangerous move might have a surprising effect and could perhaps puncture the opponent's eyeballs.

However, the entire Mist Dragon is relatively slow, except for its tongue.

"Pfft!"

The nimble tongue instantly wrapped Iliphis's waist, and then...

"Next, we will appreciate the world-famous painting 'The Battle of the Mist Dragon by Iliphis'."

"Where is Iliphis, please tell me?"

"Iliphis is in the mouth of the Mist Dragon."

With chewing and swallowing sounds, Iliphis returned to the campfire alone, startling another mercenary who had arrived earlier.

The others only collapsed from inhaling excessive lactic acid and did not die yet.

The mercenary was speechless and asked with an awkward smile, "Captain, you actually came to revive me in person?"

With a "smack," he was knocked unconscious by a slap.

Iliphis's face was very ugly. The thought of being held in the mouth of the Mist Dragon made him want to vomit. He grabbed the mercenary's weapon and rushed out again, vowing to fight this damned dragon to the Deathmatch!

However, when they arrived at the location, Mist Dragon had disappeared again, along with the mercenaries' complete sets of equipment. Only scattered weapons remained. There was not a trace of the culprit left; it had truly left.

"."

From the graveyard came the sound of Iliphis weakly pounding the wall.

Not only could they not defeat Overlord Wolnir, but they were also bullied by a dragon.

What do you think is the meaning of life?

"Asshole!"

Not long after, Iliphis, whose face was as black as charcoal, led his mercenaries, who had been "frank and open" with him, on the road to retreat. This time, no one dared to speak.

The Assault Captain Gulen, and the deputy Charge leader Sally, were still nowhere to be found, but no one cared whether they were alive or dead at the moment. If they were dead, that would be good, as they could catch up with the main force.

Anyone with eyes could see that Iliphis was in a very bad mood, and no one dared to provoke him. The mercenaries were all afraid.

It's been a long time since I've seen the captain so angry.

The archery captain sighed silently. His most treasured bow had also been taken away, and he felt only disappointment.

Fortunately, there shouldn't be any other unexpected events on the way back. Hopefully, the commander can calm down on the way.

He's dreaming too much.

[The area has been invaded by the Dark Spirit "Black Swordsman"!]

The archer captain's eyelids twitched. It's true what they say, the things you least want to come out always do. He snatched a mercenary's weapon Iliphis could unleash his power and charged toward the slowly forming Dark Spirit.

"You fool who doesn't know his own mortality, I'll be your opponent!"

Iliphis looked at the archer captain with an unwavering expression, tacitly approving of his actions.

The archer captain launched a surprise attack with unwavering determination, and as he drew near, he finally got a clear look at the Black Swordsman.

It was a robust man shrouded in thick, sturdy black armor, his helmet like that of a wild beast, and a terrifying blood-red light flowing from the slits of his eyes.

The greatsword in his hand gave him a sense of déjà vu with Gers. Although it was not as exaggerated in size as Gers's greatsword, the Black Swordsman's greatsword made the archer captain feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.

A desolate yet powerful aura emanated from the Black Swordsman; a single glance was enough to tell that he was no ordinary master.

Just as the archer captain's attack was about to hit, the Black Swordsman leaped high into the air and spun around.

This move resembles Wolf Leap or Lion Slash, but upon closer inspection, it seems to be something that returns to simplicity.

"Thump!"

The archer captain's blood splattered all over the ground. The Black Swordsman turned to look at Iliphis, who was staring at him with a cold expression.

"Captain, here's your weapon!" a mercenary shouted, but Iliphis didn't turn around; he still had magic to fight with.

Seeing that the enemy's hands were empty, the Black Swordsman pulled out a beautifully crafted Noble's Rapier from somewhere and tossed it to Iliphis.

Clang.

The Noble's Rapier slowly rolled to Iliphis's feet, and his expression suddenly changed.

He thought of Overlord Wolnir, he thought of the Mist Dragon, and he thought of the series of ridiculous and unexpected events he had encountered since entering the Zane Dungeon.

Iliphis's eyes twitched, and he almost gritted his teeth as he spoke:

"I'll use you to release my stress, so take it all."