Ashen Dragon-Chapter 213 - 138 Cassius’s Summons

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Chapter 213: Chapter 138 Cassius’s Summons

“I don’t have time to play with you anymore.”

Vagnard finally lost his patience and gently raised his hand.

[Death Cloud Spell]

The yellow-green poisonous gas billowed forward. The players tried to disperse it with the Wind Making Spell, but the gas was too deadly. Just a slight touch made their skin rot away.

And when the yellow-green poison enveloped them, even players enveloped in Protective Magic instantly became tattered corpses under the corrosive gas.

The potted plant that the “Sky Flying Witch” had transformed into withered the moment it touched the Death Cloud Spell.

The [Magic Coin] guild was completely annihilated.

The difference between mages lay in their spellcasting abilities, and this time it was an absolute difference. Even the simplest Magic Missile, in the hands of an Archmage and a Mage Apprentice, was worlds apart. In game terms, it was a difference in spellcasting ability.

—A Legendary Mage’s Magic Missile could even bring down giant dragons, while a Mage Apprentice’s missile might not even kill a well-trained Goblin.

The players were utterly defeated, yet Vagnard did not leave. Instead, he stood quietly in place with great caution, like a truly rational mage, far from the madness the rumors suggested.

Half an hour passed, and he still waited.

The broken bodies made slight crackling sounds, first turning into tiny particles of light and then disappearing.

Vagnard’s eyes glowed with a ghostly blue aurora, a solemn expression on his face. “My Divination Spells saw nothing, only a void. This kind of teleportation didn’t even cause the slightest spatial ripple, as if…”

“They didn’t belong to this world.”

“These people calling themselves players must have an unimaginable existence behind them…”

Vagnard’s voice was hoarse, his body suddenly trembling. A cold wind inexplicably blew through the tower, making his black robe flutter fiercely.

“Haha…”

“Hahahahaha! Once I truly grasp the power of the giant dragon and obtain that kind of frenzied strength, I will root you all out!”

“Then, none of you will escape…”

His eyes were filled with extreme fanaticism, and even his ugly face trembled with excitement.

In the Council Hall of Northwind Castle.

The Red Dragon lay sprawling on the massive steel throne, its body rising and falling with each breath, occasionally exhaling sulfurous hot air.

The steel beneath it had become somewhat reddened from the unconscious transmission of internal heat. A common person sitting there might be roasted alive. White smoke permeated the entire Council Hall, and bubbling lava was about to emerge from beneath, as if Purgatory had descended upon the world.

However, Cassius activated the [Kingdom Domain], and an invisible force field enveloped the entire hall, calming the violently fluctuating Magic Web. The restless fire elements instantly subsided, the scorching air gradually cooled, and the hall restored to its original state, leaving only blackened, solidified lava.

“Phew, almost lost control of my strength again.”

“I can’t keep sleeping in this city. Who knows how long it will take for my palace to be completed.”

Cassius slowly opened his eyes, a look of relief appearing in his golden pupils.

He did not want to turn Northwind Castle into a molten Purgatory while he slept. After all, it had become the political and economic center of the Ashen Kingdom. Its sudden destruction would significantly weaken the nation, causing substantial harm.

The Magic Mirror beside him flickered with aurora but was suppressed by the domain’s power: it was Ramp requesting a connection.

Cassius casually lifted the domain in that area, and the ogre’s ugly face reappeared in the magic image.

Ramp looked respectful, with a hint of seriousness on his face.

“My esteemed master.”

“What is it?”

“I have issued the investigation task according to your instructions. Over the past few days, the Starfallen have explored the Polar Night Demon Tower multiple times, bringing back ample information for the Kingdom: the tower’s location, defense details, exploration routes, and even Vagnard’s specific spells. I have compiled them all, ready to present to you immediately.”

“By the way, your decision to recruit these fearless Starfallen was extremely wise. If we had sent regular adventurers to uncover such forbidden grounds, the bounty could have exceeded a thousand gold coins. Yet, you sent hundreds to their deaths, costing the Kingdom only a trivial ‘Faction Contribution.’”

In his report, Ramp did not forget to offer some flattery.

Hearing this, Cassius’s lazy eyes showed a hint of seriousness.

“Come to the hall and report in person. It’s about time we took action.”

“Yes, Master.”

Faced with the Red Dragon’s command, Ramp unhesitatingly activated a Teleportation Spell. Accompanied by spatial ripples, he appeared in the Council Hall through a Dimension Door.

Cassius had deliberately lifted the Kingdom Domain, allowing the ogre mage to enter.

Half-kneeling before the Red Dragon, Ramp couldn’t help but exclaim, “Master, your power is unimaginably strong. In my humble perception, this space seems as solid as steel. Ordinary spatial magic can’t penetrate it. I struggled to even create a palm-sized opening.”

Cassius didn’t respond but carefully appraised Ramp.

The ogre mage’s physique remained the same, but his Dragon Vein traits were even more prominent.

In the past, he wore a patchwork cloak made of various magical robes. Now Ramp had fused them into a single, almost floor-length crimson robe, glowing with a splendid magical aura, making it look quite advanced.

The most eye-catching detail was Ramp’s accessories.

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A necklace of nine ghastly white skulls hung around his neck, enough to make an ordinary person shudder, causing the corners of the Red Dragon’s mouth to twitch slightly, feeling a sense of deja vu.

“Did this thing come from the Flowing Sand River…”

Cassius thought with slight speechlessness.

He opened the panel, displaying names like [Schroeder’s Wisdom], [Raul’s Wisdom], [Wadra’s Wisdom] on the skulls, most of which were rare or uncommon quality.

Connecting this to Ramp’s earlier thorough report, Cassius naturally guessed the origins of these skulls.

Sure enough, before the Red Dragon could inquire, Ramp began explaining proactively.

“Master, after interrogating those mages, I found them truly devious and treacherous. I couldn’t stand it, so I killed them.”

“Unfortunately, their brains are not clever enough to create such perfect works. Even when combined, they don’t offer the significant boost I achieved the first time. Only Schroeder’s skull has substantial effectiveness.”

Ramp’s tone even carried a hint of disappointment; after all, such things weren’t easy to produce.