Chapter 306: Getaway (1)
Advent of the Archmage
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Duke Osirisâ castle.
Linkâs infiltration mission had been discovered. A few seconds after the guardsâ roars, 30 strong bursts of aura poured out. They were all at least at Level-7, with two being so powerful that the air in the castle seemed to be distorted. This was a sign of being Level-8.
Link cursed in his mind. F*ck, so many of these high-level dragons! If he was surrounded, heâd definitely be killed instantly!
Thankfully, he had the Dimensional Jump spell.
However, he couldnât use this escaping spell so directly for two reasons.
Firstly, the high-level dragons racing over from the library behind him and garden before him were less than 100 feet from him. If he used the Dimensional Jump, he would need 0.15 seconds, and there would be a flash of white light. It was very obvious, and if the dragons wanted to, they could easily stop him with a Battle Aura Cut.
Secondly, even if his Dimensional Jump was successful, he could only go 3000 feet. The commotion after he reappeared would still allow the enemy to find his specific location. Three thousand feet was only a matter of half a minute for these high-level dragons. They could fly and were fast. Link definitely wasnât their match.
At this time, the Dragon Warriors near Link grew hesitant. Clearly, they could sense Linkâs hidden existence.
Seeing that he was about to be surrounded, the invisible Link sent a secret command to Nana who had been hiding in the flowers.
The next moment, Nana jumped out. There was a bang in the air, and she sped forward at top speed, rushing out of the garden.
The commotion was too obvious.
"There! The thief is there!"
"Hurry and catch her!"
"Sheâs so fast!"
Instantly, almost all the high-level dragons were distracted. They spun around and flew towards Nana, including the Level-8 guard leader Brayer. The entire castle emptied and Linkâs danger decreased.
However, he still didnât use the Dimensional Jump because there was still a Level-8 dragon in the castle.
He was also a Dragon Warrior with double swords as his weapon. His armor was much more finely made than the guards, and he was younger too. The servants all respected him, calling him "young master."
He was probably Duke Osirisâ son. At this moment, he was in the garden, looking left and right for Link.
Link didnât dare act brashly. He went beside a bush of flowers and squatted, creeping carefully to the garden entrance.
"Huh?" The dragon looked over, staring at the flower bush Link was at with a face of confusion and caution.
Fuck, heâs going to find me! Linkâs heart pounded.
His invisibility wasnât all-powerful. It was useful if the other party didnât sense him beforehand. However, if the person knew someone was there, they would focus and search carefully. He was a Level-8 Warrior as well, so it was already impressive Link could last this long.
Knowing that he would definitely be discovered, Link couldnât risk it anymore. He would act first!
Focusing, he cast the Demon Slayer Whip!
With a whoosh, a crystal red whip rushed out of the air, glowing with faint red light. There were eight blinding light spots on it. It charged toward the opponent.
"Oh? Impressive!" the Dragon Warrior focused his gaze and complimented Link. Then, frantic dragon power appeared from his body. At a glance, it looked like he was on fire. One couldnât see his body.
This was much more powerful than the Level-8 Warriors Link had seen before. He was shocked. The power is very pure and converged. It seems endless. It looks like heâs about to break into Level-9. Is this the powerful bloodline of the Red Dragon nobles?
These thoughts flashed through his mind. The next instant, the Demon Slayer Whip crashed against the dragon.
Link had practiced countless days under simulations to add supreme magic skills to the Demon Slayer Whip. When he cast the spell, he also had the help of the game system. All these advantages allowed Link to control the spell almost at will.
At the same time, he also had rich battle experience, so his whip was extremely flexible. It was almost impossible to distinguish where the whip would strike.
But the Dragon Warrior took a glance and was actually happy rather than shocked. "Nice move. Take my sword!"
As he spoke, the double swords in his hands turned into a blur. His actions were so fast one couldnât see them clearly.
Boom! Boom! Boom, boom! There were countless explosions. For each boom, there was a burst of shockwaves. The flowers in the garden couldnât withstand this crazy power and were ripped from their roots. Link couldnât keep hiding anymore either. He canceled the Invisibility spell and focused on battling with the Dragon Warrior.
He activated 13 wave peak attacks in one second. The angles were extremely tricky, and the Dragon Warrior acted desperately, but he still blocked all of Linkâs attacks. His double swords skill was too powerfulâpractically undefeatable.
Link was shocked. Heâd used almost all his power in the previous attack, and heâd taken the initiative. It had pretty much been a surprise attack. However, he could only put the opponent at a disadvantage rather than directly defeat him. This Dragon Warrior was just too powerful.
Who is he? This kind of Warrior shouldnât be nameless, even in the game. Link was confused, but he didnât have time to think during the intense battle. He could only focus all his effort on the enemy.
The Demon Slayer Whip was like a snake spirit. It circled the Dragon Warrior, constantly striking down. The blinding spots of light were everywhere on the whip. Every bit of the long whip could produce a terrifying attack. One had to be cautious and guarded.
The Dragon Warrior had blocked the attacks but was still caught up in defending himself. He faced death every moment, but he wasnât scared at all. Instead, he kept cheering, "Good! Nice! Feels great!"
He was having a great time. It felt like all his potential was being forced out by this powerful opponent. Even more strangely, he was just good enough to block the attacks. This was the perfect battle heâd always been searching for.
The seconds ticked by. Link became more and more anxious because he didnât have time to be tangled up with this guy.
The guards after Nana could return at any time. Then, he would be surrounded. Heâd be dead meat.
By the third second, Link had fully gathered his resolve and entered a state of total concentration. His surroundings seemed to pause.
Then, he started multitasking. While controlling the whip to engage the opponent, he also tossed out a Spatial Sphere. The ball acting in concert with the Demon Slayer Whip was very effective against Warriors. It was practically unbeatable but also risky!
It was obviously fine against a regular Warrior, but this Dragon Warriorâs swordsmanship was practically perfect. If Linkâs attacks had any flaws, heâd instantly grasp onto it and start counterattacking. If he used a Battle Aura Cut, Link would be in an awkward situation.
Thankfully, Link was well-practiced with his spells. One-tenth of a second later, he tossed the Spatial Sphere to the Dragon Warriorâs feet.
"Restraint!"
With a soft boom, the sesame-seed-sized sphere exploded. A ball of airwaves, like fog or water or a web, enveloped the Dragon Warrior. He slowed down considerably.
"What is this?" He was shocked.
This type of attack had surpassed what his swordsmanship could handle. It was impossible to hide from. The Dragon Warrior ignited his Battle Aura to break free from the spatial restraint.
This needed time. Even if it didnât even take a second, it was already fatal.
Before he finished his sentence, Linkâs whip had already arrived.
Crack! Crack! Crack! The whip easily overcame the Dragon Warriorâs slow movements. One after another, the attacks fell on his chest, forehead, and the back of his head. They were all fatal spots.
The Dragon Warriorâs armor was instantly shattered. The dragon powerâs light was extinguished as well, becoming too dim to see. However, these two things saved him from dying on the spot. He was only gravely wounded.
Spitting out blood, he collapsed onto the ground.
While falling, he was still conscious. Staring at Link, he said, "Good moves, Magician. You really have good moves! I, Lisbon, will remember you!"
Crack! The Demon Slayer Whip came down again, striking the Dragon Warriorâs body. He blew out, crashing into the outer wall of the castle with a boom, creating a giant hole in the thick stone.
Link didnât have time to check on him. White light glowed, and with a soft buzz, he activated the Dimensional Jump and disappeared from the garden.
Buzz. Three thousand feet away, Link reappeared. The moment he appeared, he activated the Traceless spell and Cheetahâs Agility, starting to race toward the Dragon Temple.
While sprinting, he finally remembered who the Warrior was.
No wonder his swordsmanship is that strong. Itâs that guy!
In the previous game, Lisbon was a wandering dragon vigilante. He was banished from the Dragon Valley for some reason and started wandering around Firuman.
He was very straightforward and was a typical martial arts-obsessed guy. He was extremely powerful. Once, he was surrounded by four Level-8 demons. After a hard battle, he suffered serious injuries but managed to kill all four demons. Later, he joined the Light Army.
When Nozama descended, Lisbon was already part of the strongest batch of Warriors of the Light Army. However, he didnât have a great ending.
During a fortress defense battle, he was the commander and was faced with the succubus Misamier. He fell for the succubusâ spell and was killed. The fortress fell into the enemyâs hands, and the Light Armyâs defensive line almost collapsed from the damage.
Naturally, as the commander, all his glory was taken due to this serious mistake.
Lisbonâs motto was, "Want to win my respect? Beat me first!"
Not many could defeat him in the Light Army, so very few were respected by him. And if he didnât respect someone, he would be an arrogant and annoying person. This was probably a major reason why he had a bad ending. He didnât have enough friends, so no one spoke up for him after his death.
I canât believe I met him here and that heâs Duke Osirisâ son. This is probably why he was banished from the Dragon Valley.
Link felt it was fortunate he didnât kill Lisbon. Otherwise, the Light Army would have one less general.
After running for a while, he heard a sound. Nana had returned. Her speed could reach 2500 feet per second. At this speed, the dragons couldnât keep up even if they flew. She easily lost them.
Traveling together for a while, Nana suddenly said, "Master, youâre too slow. Iâll carry you."
"Is that okay?" Link looked at Nanaâs slim figure. He suddenly felt that he shouldâve made Nana bigger. A big woman like Felina would be able to carry him easily.
"No problem." Nana grabbed Link and continued charging at her breakneck speed.
Link was speechless and embarrassed. His legs were practically dragging on the ground. It felt like a Tauren riding a goat. Only the Tauren could be seen, and it was just weird.
But she was honestly fast.
...
Just as Link was racing away from Duke Osirisâ territory for his life, a 130-foot Red Dragon landed on the Osiris Castle. The dragon descended and transformed into a man clad in a dark red robe.
He had a high nose and sunken eyes, quite similar to Lisbon. With a dark expression, he walked toward the castle. All the servants and slaves in his path lowered onto the ground and greeted their master.
The guards didnât dare to even breathe loudly. After greeting the duke, they fell silent.
Osiris glanced at the damaged garden and his wounded son. "Where did the invader go?" he demanded.
"Sir, I can guide you," a weak feminine voice said. It was Olisa. Her face was ghastly pale, and there were many bloody marks on her. Her life aura was very weak. If not for her strong physique as a dragon, she would be on the ground, waiting to die right now.
"Good. Lead the way!"
The Red Dragon duke transformed again. Flapping his wings, there was a gale that blew the weak Olisa onto his back.
Then Osiris started flying. He was too strong. Not only was his strength concentrated, but it was also at an extraordinarily large scale. With a flap of his wings, he shot into the air like an arrow. Another flap and he disappeared. All that remained was a trail of dark red haze.