I Am Not A Goblin Slayer-Chapter 486 - 279: When the Sun Rises

This point of light appeared so abruptly.

It left all the Kobolds who saw it in a daze.

An unease rose in their hearts, making them vaguely feel they should do something.

While they were in a trance.

The originally fingertip-sized ember quickly absorbed the surrounding Magic Power.

"Buzz!!!"

The air around it, affected by its force, whipped up a strong wind.

The Magic Power continued to be siphoned into it, becoming the fuel that further increased the flames’ temperature.

The ember also gradually released increasingly bright radiance.

The temperature quietly skyrocketed.

Some Kobolds, realizing something was wrong, began to run away from the ember.

But....

By now, it was too late.

Having fully absorbed the Magic Power, the fireball began to reveal its menacing visage.

It expanded at an exponential rate.

In the blink of an eye, it went from several times its size to hundreds and thousands of times larger.

"Boom!!!"

A scorching sun that could almost blind one’s eyes rose inside this dark and enclosed underground nest.

The flames devoured everything in its path.

A terrifying shockwave, carrying a heatwave, swept in all directions.

The Kobolds below were the first to suffer.

In a powerful shockwave, the Kobolds below were smashed into the ground by an unstoppable force.

Then the scale armor exploded, exposing the crimson flesh inside, which couldn’t withstand the kinetic energy, peeling away like tofu from bones.

During this process, the flames simultaneously roasted the chunks of flesh and blood, sending up white smoke and a smell of burning protein.

Within a breath, the once lively Kobolds were scorched into dry, hard, blackened logs.

The flames continued to sweep forward.

"Bang!!!"

Contacted the large pile of flammable material by the furnace.

The tsunami-like fire wave, triggered by the Fireball Technique, was further fueled.

The violent explosion made the entire cave tremble.

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

At the top of the cavern, dozens of meters up, massive cylindrical stalactites began to break and then crashed to the ground amidst cracking sounds.

Blazing flames, intense explosions, collapsing rocks...

Multiple disasters instantly transformed this previously orderly area into a purgatory.

If viewed from a god’s-eye view, the entire land seemed to be wiped clean by an invisible giant hammer.

The Kobolds turned to dust, and those a bit farther were thrown by the shockwave, crashing into buildings.

The nearby stone houses and sheds were torn apart and flung away like paper mash.

Various debris carried by the shockwave became a lethal hidden weapon, further expanding the destructive range of the Fireball Technique.

At least two hundred ordinary Kobolds were killed instantly by the terrifying Fireball Technique.

Even the Elite Dogman Warriors couldn’t withstand this level of attack, their hearts rupturing as they were flung away like ragdolls.

Only some Kobolds over level 3, relying on their strong Life Force, did not die instantly.

However, their condition was not good either, lying blackened on the ground, barely clinging to life.

Many Kobolds were injured and unconscious.

Even those fortunate enough not to be hit by the Fireball Technique were scared witless by this catastrophic attack, falling into extreme panic.

They scattered in all directions like headless flies.

...

In the depths of the Kobold nest.

Atop the mound.

The Red Dragon Beast held the newly obtained Fire Element Magic Crystal, unable to part with it.

Although not a true dragon, its instincts made it love this kind of sparkling treasure.

Beside it, the Kobold Shaman knelt humbly on the ground.

Suddenly, a violent tremor came from the ground beneath.

Soon followed by the sound of a violent explosion.

"Boom!!!"

This roar shattered the tranquility of the hilltop platform.

Many of the fake or real "treasures" also rolled and slid down the slope due to the vibration.

The Red Dragon Beast steadied itself, its gaze turning from laziness to fury as it looked at the rolling treasures.

"Roar!!!!"

A deafening roar burst forth from its throat, the innate dragon pressure descending powerfully.

All Kobolds hearing this roar fell to their knees, trembling as if sieved.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Dragon Beast flapped its wings, slowly ascending into the air.

Its gaze overlooked the direction of the commotion, seeing there a sea of flames.

The beast’s golden vertical pupils instantly contracted!

After living majestically in this cramped underground world for so long, it had long regarded everything here as its possession.

Now, an enemy dared to wantonly destroy its property, not just a mere nuisance, but a blatant declaration of war!

A few wingbeats carried the beast above the sea of fire.

It unleashed another roar into the surroundings.

The anger within nearly became tangible flames spewing forth.

Who did this!!!

Its golden vertical pupils locked onto the direction near the explosion.

Trying to capture any trace of the enemy.

If discovered, it would descend immediately to crush the enemy in the most brutal way.

But... aside from the wailing, screaming Kobolds, where was the enemy?

Looking at the struggling, screaming Kobolds below, its mood grew restless, its gaze turning icy.

The dragon’s maw slowly opened.

Flames gradually gathered deep in its throat.

In the next moment, a cone-shaped flame breath spewed from its mouth.