This Lich Requests More Remuneration-Chapter 150 - 137 Youve Been Enhanced Go on

Chapter 150: Chapter 137: You’ve Been Enhanced, Go on

Chapter 150 -137: You’ve Been Enhanced, Go on

The Dwarf Delegation was almost completely slaughtered.

This was the news brought by the lucky survivor, Hake Stone.

The Dwarf Vampire appeared before Amberser, his face deathly pale, nearly scorched by dawn’s approaching light.

The decimation of the Dwarf Delegation was an unforeseen misfortune Amberser had never anticipated.

Previously preoccupied with protecting the Elf Tribe, he had forgotten that these Dwarves could also face danger. Perhaps it was the sandstorm that endowed these Dwarves with their stout appearance, leading Amberser to subconsciously assume they had stronger self-preservation abilities.

Judging a book by its cover could kill, indeed.

When Amberser inquired about last night’s battle, Hake Stone trembled as he spoke, “It was a Dragon! I swear I wasn’t mistaken, it was a real Dragon!”

Amberser furrowed his brow and said to him, “For a Legendary figure, you sure are cowardly, aren’t you?”

But Hake Stone, agitated, said, “You have no idea how terrifying a Dragon can be. My magic couldn’t break through its scale defenses at all. Its strength and speed were far superior to mine, it’s a monster that’s utterly unbeatable.”

Hake Stone’s face was panicked, his body shaking at the memory of the previous night. The terrifying Giant Dragon circled in the sky while the Dwarf Iron Guards around him were like chicks waiting for slaughter, gulped down one by one. Hake Stone tried hard to cast Blood Magic, but it was no more irritating to the Dragon than a minor itch.

Perhaps it was just his own illusion, but he felt a strong energy surrounding the Dragon, as if it were a Martial Monk. Its scale defenses, combined with the Martial Monk’s energy defenses, created a creature that was nearly immune to magic.

Realizing that the situation had turned sour, Hake Stone decisively chose to flee.

The Legendary Vampire immediately submerged into the shadows, planning to seek refuge and assistance from Amberser.

After listening to Hake Stone’s description, Amberser also felt greatly troubled. To this continent, Giant Dragons were ancient legends, and he wondered where this one had suddenly come from.

Could it be that the overseas Dragon Race couldn’t stand it any longer and was preparing a counterattack?

If that were the case, it would be horrifying, for could the Nine Great Kingdoms united even withstand the invasion of a Giant Dragon?

Amberser had no choice but to take out the Necromancy Codex and send a message to Miss Bone Dragon.

The Dragon Race had been exiled overseas, and even the Dragon Tomb had been moved. Although Bones Dragon was Undead, she was closely related to the Dragon Race and should be able to provide some intelligence.

However, Miss Pale Bone quickly replied saying, “I’ve asked already, and not a single Giant Dragon has returned to the continent, not even a youngling has gone missing. We have no plans for settling old scores either.”

“Diga Ultraman: Can’t you ask a few more times? I heard that the Dragon Race is rather affectionate, could it be that some Giant Dragon secretly returned to the continent and had an affair, leaving behind an illegitimate child?”

The affectionate nature of the Dragon Race was well-known; otherwise, the God-headed People wouldn’t have Dragon Vein Warlocks.

Miss Bone Dragon seemed to think there was sense in Amberser’s words. If there were any illegitimate offspring, those irresponsible Giant Dragons probably wouldn’t acknowledge them. But if it was indeed blood of the Dragon Race, it needed to be brought back; otherwise, it could cause misunderstandings.

Leaving behind the message “I’ll go ask again,” Miss Bone Dragon disconnected.

Without an answer, Amberser had no choice but to wait.

Now things were somewhat troubling; the Elf Tribe had barely been saved when trouble arose with the Dwarves.

Hoffman Ironfist was none other than the King’s Hand. His death would lead the negotiations to collapse, and the Dwarves might mount an attack immediately, with no further talk of peace.

“You head back to the desert, help stabilize the Dwarf King, and have them delay sending troops. I’ll handle the Dragon. Also, take the conditions of the Elf Tribe back and see if you can get the contract signed directly.”

Amberser could now only try to minimize the losses. The terms had already been nearly settled before, and he believed the same terms should be acceptable to the Dwarf King. At worst, the price could be renegotiated.

The only problem now was this Dragon. As long as he could deal with it, he should be able to give the Dwarves an explanation.

After sending Hake Stone on his way, Amberser was preparing to figure out how to track this Dragon when he heard a Giant Dragon’s roar coming from outside the castle.

“You’ve got to be kidding me, it’s come this quickly?!”

The arrogance of this Dragon had taken Amberser by surprise.

Amberser flew out of the castle and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a Giant Red Dragon circling in the sky.

It was estimated to be thirty meters from head to tail, with even more exaggerated wingspan; its spread wings were at least fifty meters.

Although it looked somewhat disproportionate and deformed, the powerful Dragon’s majesty radiated from the Giant Dragon, palpable even from kilometers away.

Hake Stone hadn’t lied; this was indeed a Giant Dragon. The Dragon’s majesty couldn’t be faked; such a presence absolutely dominated lower life forms, and the weaker creatures couldn’t even move in the presence of a Giant Dragon.

Upon closer observation, Amberser detected the scent of Hell. This Dragon was somehow connected to Hell and appeared to be summoning the Gates of Hell.

“Sigh, it looks like I won’t be able to wait for a response from the Dragon Race.”

Amberser could not simply watch the other party complete their magic ritual, especially not with its proximity to his own castle.

But according to Hake Stone, this Giant Dragon was nearly immune to magic. As a Mage facing a Giant Dragon in direct combat, he was sure to be at a disadvantage.

As Amberser pondered how to deal with the giant dragon, he noticed Katherine appearing beside him.

She rode a giant eagle, flying in mid-air, and had swapped her long dress for a close-fitting emerald leather armor, looking valiant and formidable.

Katherine had come out to check after hearing the roar of the dragon, and that’s when she spotted the red giant dragon on the horizon.

Surprised, Katherine asked Amberser, “This dragon… whose money are you planning to make this time? You even brought out a dragon?”

Amberser: …

The Elf Queen already had a stereotype about Amberser; whenever she saw any chaotic situation, her first thought was that Amberser was behind it, trying to make money.

“This dragon has nothing to do with me, it’s the one that took out the Dwarf Race’s delegation…”

Amberser briefly explained everything that had happened, leaving Katherine with her mouth agape, her mind filled with visions of the giant dragon returning to the continent and stirring up a second human-dragon war.

“So what do we do now?” Katherine asked anxiously.

“The first step is to take down this dragon. Whether it’s an illegitimate child of the Dragon Race left on the continent or not, we definitely cannot let this big lizard live.”

Amberser’s goal was clear; the dragon had to die. First, to give an explanation to the Dwarves, and second, to prevent Laine from finding an excuse to get involved in the chaos of Alchemy City.

Due to historical reasons, the Dragon Race was even higher up on Laine Empire’s hit list than the Undead.

If Laine were to find out about the giant dragon appearing in Alchemy City, they would send troops without hesitation, making the situation far more complex.

“Katherine, it’s up to you now, go kill this dragon,” Amberser said.

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“What?”

Katherine looked at Amberser in surprise, wondering why she should be the one to slay the dragon. This was not the territory of the Elf Tribe.

“Didn’t you just hear? This dragon’s magic resistance is maxed out, and I, as a mage, would be useless against it. Aren’t you a legendary ranger? Dragon slaying is right up your alley,” Amberser said.

Katherine earnestly replied, “Adult giant dragons are above legendary status. Who told you legendary rangers could slay them? It’s not just about their high magic resistance—dragon scales have strong resistance against all kinds of weapons.”

Amberser said with absolute certainty, “I’ve already enhanced you, go on without worry, you’ll be fine.”

The painful future as a workplace drone was already woven; Katherine would not be in danger of losing her life, even if she went against the dragon.

If that was the case, there was no reason for Amberser to take on the dragon himself.

With a sincere look in his eyes, Amberser said to Katherine, “Trust me, you can do it.”

Although Katherine didn’t quite understand, when she looked again at the red giant dragon, she sensed the aura of Hell.

The Gates of Hell were being gradually opened under the control of the giant dragon, and hellfire began to appear on the distant ground.

Seeing this scene, Katherine’s eyes reddened.

It turned out that the previous Gates of Hell had been the doing of this dragon. The Elf Tribe had been ambushed, and they had nearly suffered heavy casualties; Katherine had kept this grudge close to her heart.

The grudges of a legendary ranger were not as simple as the term might imply.

Katherine then took out her magic longbow and released an arrow toward the giant dragon. Brilliant starlight condensed onto the arrow, allowing it to break the sound barrier.

The fiery red giant dragon noticed the starlight arrow locked onto it and flapped its wings hard to dodge, but the arrow could even turn corners. It seemed to lock onto the dragon’s body, ensuring that no matter how it tried to dodge, it was ultimately hit by the starlight arrow.

This was the “grudge” of a legendary ranger. When a ranger declared someone an archenemy, they gained a strong restraining effect against that enemy, with automatically targeted ranged attacks being just one facet of it.

However, many rangers could only declare one type of archenemy in their lifetime, only a legend like Katherine could change her “archenemy” designation to a limited extent.

Having identified the giant dragon as the archenemy, Katherine’s attacks could not miss, and the arrow carried the effect of assured accuracy.

But, when the starlight-tipped arrow touched the dragon scales, it quickly dissipated, and though the arrowhead pierced the scales, it didn’t seem to go in very deep—it was at most a superficial wound.

Frowning, Katherine knew she hadn’t held back with that shot, yet it had only caused a superficial injury.

This giant dragon was very unusual; its defensive power was just too strong.

Amberser, watching, found it unbelievable as well. He had seen the power of the starlight arrow—it had instantly killed the Balor Flame Demon. What was going on with this dragon? Not even true dragons were this formidable, were they?

But the giant dragon that had been hit by Katherine’s arrow didn’t immediately rush to fight to the death. Instead, it used its claw to rip off the arrow lodged in its chest, yanked it out fiercely, and then continued its magical ritual.

Seconds later, the Gates of Hell opened, and countless demons swarmed out.

And then, Amberser watched as the giant dragon charged into the horde of demons, beginning to devour them, one mouthful at a time.

With each bite, the dragon’s body grew larger.