Chapter 88 Flame
With the addition of the Vassal Army, Salia broke free from her predicament, swinging her claws wildly and unleashing Dragon's Breath to sweep her surroundings, displaying immense destructive power.
Rosha, the Chief of the army, snorted heavily, abandoning his mount and leaping toward Salia.
Midway, an ogre grinned and swung a massive spiked hammer at Rosha. Rosha raised his magical greatsword and, with a lightning-like slash, cleaved both the hammer and the ogre's body in half, splattering blood across his armor.
He quickly closed in on Salia, delivering a fierce jumping slash aimed at her head.
Sensing the danger, Salia was startled and swiped a claw at Rosha. He parried and slashed back with his magical greatsword, shattering her dragon scales and causing blood to pour out.
Salia, in pain, showed a ferocious expression and unleashed Frost Breath at close range toward Rosha.
Even Rosha wouldn't dare to withstand the Dragon's Breath of an adult dragon. He twisted his body, dodging the Frost Breath.
Elsewhere, under the protection of heavily armored knights, Copperfield focused on casting spells to enhance the army's overall defense. Some spellcasters were casting various spells, targeting both Brian and Salia.
Due to her larger and more conspicuous size, Salia attracted much more firepower than Brian. With Rosha, the knight chief, also involved, she found herself in a tight spot.
Brian glanced at Salia, seeing her in a dire situation but still holding on, feeling reassured.
As for himself... he was underestimated in the shadow of Salia.
Few spells flew toward Brian, and most heavily armored knights were engaged with his followers and Salia, leaving few to actively attack him.
Realizing he was being underestimated, Brian smiled.
"Bringing Salia here to draw fire was a good decision," he muttered.
Then, Brian's expression turned serious as he began to chant softly. He had found his target: an old mage in a dark yellow robe.
Brian's magic quickly flowed into the most destructive spell model he knew.
Evocation spells were renowned for their powerful destructive capabilities, with fire spells being the most famous.
Fireball, as the most classic fire evocation spell, had countless high-level variants, with destructive power and lethality that terrified everyone.
The spell model glowed faintly, magic flowing into it, and he quickly completed it. The surrounding elemental energy began to stir, converging toward Brian.
Bright red elemental light flashed on his body, contrasting with his white scales.
The red and white colors alternated, becoming the most striking sight on the battlefield.
The spellcasters in the army noticed the unusual elemental energy, feeling fear as they turned their gazes to the young white dragon they had hardly noticed.
When they realized what Brian was doing and tried to use disruption spells to stop him, it was already too late.
Copperfield's face darkened, shouting, "It's an evocation spell of the middle rank. Everyone, prepare for defense immediately!"
His face solemn, his staff glowed brightly as he chanted and constructed a spell.
On the other side, Brian had completed his spell. A fist-sized, dimly glowing dark red fireball appeared before him, covered in rough cracks, occasionally swelling like a heartbeat, emitting a dangerous glow.
A fourth-ring evocation spell, Explosive Fireball.
A regular third-ring Fireball was just a pea-sized spark, already quite lethal.
This fist-sized fireball, with its dangerous aura, made the strong ones in the army glance sideways, feeling the threat.
Salia, who had been besieged and beaten, found some relief as her strongest opponents diverted much of their attention to defending against Brian's spell.
Brian murmured, "Flame will purify everything."
Brian's mind focused, his mental power locking onto Copperfield's position, causing the old mage's face to change slightly.
This guy's continuous casting of powerful defensive spells had long caught Brian's attention. In any situation, eliminating the enemy's powerful mage first was always the best strategy.
The power of time extended to the Explosive Fireball, and in the next second, the fireball suddenly disappeared.
A fireball shot through the chaotic battlefield, carrying the momentum to destroy everything, heading straight for Copperfield. The heat wind generated affected some knights, making them feel warm.
Time seemed to slow down as Copperfield stared at the fireball, his strong mental power keeping him calm. In this tense situation, he chanted accurately, casting a spell.
When the Explosive Fireball pierced through the blizzard and was a hundred feet from him, he finally constructed a defensive spell.
A fourth-ring defensive spell, Arugal's Ruby Barrier.
In such a hurried situation, he didn't have enough time to use fifth or sixth-ring spells. Arugal's Ruby Barrier was the best defense against fire attacks.
The space folded like a mirror, forming a red glass-like barrier between the Explosive Fireball and Copperfield.
Suddenly, the Explosive Fireball crashed into the ruby barrier, causing large cracks.
A burst of high-temperature air waves exploded, sweeping past the edges of the ruby barrier, lifting heavily armored knights several feet into the air. Brian's followers in the area were also affected, their skin turning red from the heat.
The Explosive Fireball was named so because it exploded.
But that was just the beginning.
A tide of flames followed, rolling in after the high-temperature air waves, enveloping everything within a hundred feet radius.
In the white blizzard, a small sea of flames appeared.
Screams echoed within, quickly weakening and then ceasing, from heavily armored knights, spellcasters, and Brian's followers.
A figure staggered out of the flames, his robes tattered, exposed skin covered in burn marks.
Copperfield was in excruciating pain, unable to focus.
He used a healing scroll, barely alleviating some of his injuries.
The close-range explosion of the Explosive Fireball had destroyed the ruby barrier and severely injured him.
Fortunately, the fireball's power had been greatly reduced, and his magic items had passively activated to block the remaining force, preventing his immediate death.
He shouted, "A young white dragon that can cast Explosive Fireball..."
"Damn it, why can this strange-looking white dragon use fire evocation spells!"
"I almost died."
The old mage of the defensive school was filled with lingering fear, his charred face showing terror.
Meanwhile, both he and Rosha realized why they had felt uneasy and recognized their grave mistake in underestimating this young white dragon, leaving them temporarily unable to concentrate on casting middle-rank spells.
After the surprise attack severely injured Copperfield, Brian didn't stop.
His expression was calm, his eyes serene, as he constructed another Explosive Fireball, sending it toward Copperfield.
Strike while the iron was hot.
Brian's target was clear.
Copperfield's face changed, and he desperately cast a lower-rank defensive spell, knowing it wouldn't stop the Explosive Fireball.
The fourth-ring Explosive Fireball's power surpassed even some fifth-ring spells, showcasing the allure of the fireball spell and why so many evocation mages were obsessed with it.
