After leaving the team, the adventurer ladies regretted it deeply

About ten miles north of the Forest Dragon's lair, there was a stretch of woodland.

The trees had been blasted into thousands of pieces by the rampant flow of magic power, and the ground was covered with countless large craters.

Inside several of them lay the mangled bodies of adventurers.

In life, they had all been renowned adventurers of the Moon rank.

But facing this immense being, the incarnation of power, the ruler of the skies—a mature Forest Dragon—they were as fragile as paper mâché, and a swipe of the dragon's claw inflicted critical injuries instantly.

The Heavy Armored Warriors fared somewhat better, but the Mages and Healers in the back could not withstand even one attack from the Forest Dragon.

The deep green dragon spread its wings and soared a kilometer high, its dragon eyes filled with rage.

It opened its mouth, where the Grass System magic power gathered and transformed into numerous Light Bullets, shooting towards the adventurers.

"Watch out and dodge! It's at the end of its strength, victory belongs to us, Holy Rock Adventure Team!"

The man with golden blond hair raised his Sword of Light high; a Holy Rune drifted from the sword, instantly enlarging and scattering light over his comrades.

Rare Technique: Holy Law!

Pray with a heart of devotion for the protection of Holy Light, enhancing the defense and agility of oneself and allies!

The members of the Holy Rock Adventure Team surged with energy as if invigorated.

"He truly is my father, fearless in the face of a mighty dragon. Aiko and I still have much to learn,"

A serious look crossed Bervis's squinting eyes.

Looking up at the rain of Light Bullets falling from the sky, what Bervis recalled, however, was his sister, who had completely resigned herself to her fate.

Dragon-slaying was fraught with great risk, but his father had never considered the consequences of failure. For the man proud of his body covered in scars, risking his life for the title of Dragon Slayer was utterly worth it.

Sometimes Bervis even wondered whether he and Aiko were really his father's children. Their personalities were too different, as though standing at three corners of a triangle.

"If I survive, I should go see Aiko. Maybe I was too harsh on her in the earlier years."

Bervis knew why these tangled thoughts were surfacing in his mind—he was scared.

He feared becoming another body in a crater when the dragon's rain of Light Bullets fell.

That was the sheer terror of a level 49, Epic Five-star mature Forest Dragon.

There were three Sunrise Level Adventure Groups nearby: from South Rock City, Holy Rock and Bear Roar, and from Red Heart City, Red Heart, with a total of thirteen Moon rank adventurers.

Even so, they were no match for the Forest Dragon.

And this was merely one of the lower-ranked dragons in the dragon hierarchy.

How formidable must legendary beings like the Golden Dragon and Holy Dragon be?

Bervis smiled helplessly.

He hoped he could survive and have the chance to witness such a spectacle.

Unlike the battle-hungry Holy Rock Adventure Team,

The Bear Roar Adventure Group focused solely on taking advantage of the situation.

The group's leader was named Bear Ji, a pure-blood brown Bear Beastman.

The Bear Tribe had always been amongst the more intelligent within the Beastmen, producing many leaders alongside the Leopard and Wolf Tribes.

Bear Ji thought to himself: While the three Sunrise Level groups are holding off the Forest Dragon, that old fox who went back to scavenge for treasures must have succeeded by now?

The young dragon was nowhere to be seen, hidden somewhere.

While fighting in the lair with the Forest Dragon blocking them, Bear Ji could not make his move.

Now that they had lured the Forest Dragon out, the lair was unguarded.

As long as the young dragon was still there, it had no chance against the level 43, highly experienced old fox.

Bear Ji's round ears twitched, and his mind clicked, calculating inwardly: The treasures he could steal from the Forest Dragon's lair were worth at least 15 million gold, and killing the young dragon could net several million more—this trip would not be a loss.

As for slaying the Forest Dragon and earning the title of Dragon Slayer?

Such a thankless task was the last thing Bear Ji wanted to do.

Two from the Holy Rock had already died, and Red Heart had lost one.

His Bear Roar Adventure Group, aside from two injured, had largely remained unscathed.

They might be criticized by the others afterward, but what of it?

To an adventurer, staying alive was what mattered most.

Let the crazies take on dragons.

In his thoughts, the rain of Light Bullets fell.

…

The forest was destroyed, the booming noise deafening.

Surge flames ignited.

The night turned to orange-red.

The Forest Dragon raised its neck and howled, its eyes filled with profound grief.

It sensed something.

Its offspring, the young dragon, had forever left this world.

Rising in its heart was a fire of rage ready to destroy everything.

The Forest Dragon vowed to make the assassin of its offspring pay,

Consuming the flesh and crushing the soul of its attacker in screams of agony.

The Forest Dragon took off.

Amidst the mountain fire, Bervis, his face covered in blood, climbed out of the pit.

"Three ribs broken, and the thigh bone too."

"The giant dragon was indeed tough to deal with."

As he sighed, Bervis looked up at the night sky, only to find that he could not locate the Forest Dragon.

...

...

"Chase! Lin Da must be right ahead!"

Nacho and another robed figure emerged from the tunnel.

After searching for Lin Da for a long time, they finally saw a glimmer of hope.

How could they let him get away?

Nacho did not want to face Hulus's wrath!

The only way to save his own life was to capture Lin Da and deliver him to Hulus.

Although Nacho was on the chasing side, he was far more nervous than Lin Da.

He even thought about begging Lin Da to stop running and let him catch him without dignity.

"Brother Nacho, what is that up there?"

His companion, dumbfounded, pointed aimlessly at the sky.

Nacho turned his head to look.

And was dumbstruck too.

An overwhelming surge of the Dragon's Might swept over them.

Feeling as though a boulder had hit his chest, Nacho coughed out a mouthful of fresh blood.

In the night sky, a pair of golden dragon eyes watched them.

The Forest Dragon that returned to its lair just happened to spot Nacho coming out of the tunnel.

"My luck is too good..."

Unable to move, Nacho felt like a cornered mouse helplessly looking up at a cat—a very angry cat who had just lost her offspring.

A massive dragon tail swept toward them.

The oppressive feeling was beyond description.

Only two words remained in Nacho's mind: It's over.

There was a splat.

Nacho, a level 33 Berserker, and his level 31 companion, were instantly turned into a bloody pulp.

The Forest Dragon landed on the ground, and its huge head sniffed around a bit.

When dragons die, they leave a Revenge Mark on their killer, and relatives can track it if they are close enough.

But the Forest Dragon did not sense the Revenge Mark on these two weak adventurers.

The killers were not them.

Of course, the Forest Dragon felt no remorse for Nacho.

To it, stepping on Nacho was no different than crushing an ant; he was not even worth remembering.

...

"Looks like I escaped a disaster."

North of the Forest Dragon's Lair.

Lin Da, carrying Tasya, was running wildly when suddenly he heard a loud thud behind him.

He knew he had a Revenge Mark on him.
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The farther from the Forest Dragon, the better.

Without stopping, he kept moving his legs towards the outskirts.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a dagger flew out from the shadows.

Thanks to Lin Da's vigilance, keeping an eye on his surroundings, he narrowly avoided it.

The dagger whizzed past his cheek, leaving its bone-chilling cold breeze nagging at his heart.

What was more troubling was that the dagger was imbued with Battle Qi, hard as iron, which lightly damaged his Life Barrier, something not even the Tiger Man Xi Ou had managed to do.

The attacker was at least of Moon Rank.

Who was it?

The Doomsday Sect, or another adventurer?

Lin Da took out the Sword of Royalty, and took a deep breath.

He put up his Verdant Shield.

And heightened his alertness to the utmost.

He would do everything within his power to seize every opportunity.

No matter what, Lin Da had to return to the Phoenix Tail Flower villa, and enjoy a meal in front of a warm fireplace with the girls!

Clap, clap.

Applause came from behind a tree trunk.

"Oh my, the captain of Luanwei Flower truly lives up to his reputation, dodging a 'casual blow' from a Moon rank adventurer. At level 20, you're indeed outstanding. But I hear you're most famous for your turtle shell? Should I experience it for myself?"

A tawny Fox Beast man stepped out from behind a large tree.