I Am Not A Goblin Slayer-Chapter 492 - 281:

Albena clenched her teeth slightly, her feet seemed rooted to the ground, and her arm holding the shield was as solid as a rock.

It looked perilous, but it stood firm, creating a safe haven for everyone.

The breath of the Red Dragon Beast continued for about a dozen seconds.

Eventually, it stopped.

Its breath didn’t come from magic, but from the function of its body’s fire-spitting organ itself, so it wasn’t particularly enduring.

"Ha—ha—"

The Dragon Beast in the sky was panting heavily, emitting a scorching sulfuric breath from its mouth.

Seeing the crystal wall below remain unbroken, its irritation intensified.

Within the shield, Gauss and the others only felt the air temperature rise significantly, but they were not harmed in the slightest.

Albena’s skills were indeed remarkable.

Outside the shield, it had become a sea of flames.

"Thank you for your hard work, Albena."

Gauss expressed gratitude.

"It’s what I should do, Lord Gauss."

Albena had sweat streaming down her forehead; it was clear that resisting the molten breath of the Red Dragon Beast had drained her considerably.

Gauss activated the Flying Technique, briefly lifting his companions away from the flaming sea.

During this time, his condition had almost fully recovered.

The material decomposition ability of the [Special Stomach] was very suitable for quickly restoring energy in such emergencies; the only downside was that it couldn’t be used frequently, as it would impose a certain burden on the body.

Yet, the Red Dragon Beast before them wasn’t an enemy easily dealt with, so he had to restore his physical state to peak condition to confront it.

Serdur finished the recovery magic and then, together with Aaliyah, bestowed enhancements upon Gauss.

In a brief period.

Gauss returned to his full strength.

He lifted his head, his gaze locking with the Red Dragon Beast in the sky.

"Aaliyah, Ying, Serdur, Albena, leave those Kobolds on the ground to you."

As he looked toward the Red Dragon Beast, the beast’s eyes met his.

The two gazes nearly turned substantive.

Information about the Dragon Beast flashed through Gauss’s mind.

Being an anomaly without inherited dragon intelligence, legacy, and casting talent, their combat style primarily relied on unmatched physical power, with dragon breath as an auxiliary means.

Claws, massive jaws, gigantic wings, a strong and powerful thick tail, every inch of their body was a lethal weapon.

In contrast to their large size, they possessed agile aerial maneuverability, using their flying ability to make it difficult for ground units to reach them and seizing chances to dive down at high speed from the sky, leveraging their weight, speed, and collision advantage to form a powerful dive attack, then immediately ascend post-attack to avoid easy enemy strikes.

Additionally, it was a natural heavy-armored fortress.

The thick red scale armor provided it extremely high resistance to attacks from swords, magic, and other means.

Moreover, it possessed robust flame resistance, immune to all ordinary flame damage and most magical flame damage, significantly diminishing the effectiveness of Gauss’s Fireball Technique against it.

It also had strong life force, recovery ability, stamina, and damage endurance.

One could say that apart from the lack of grasping magic and a somewhat unintelligent head, it virtually had no weaknesses.

One must never underestimate them just because they’re a degraded version of Giant Dragons.

On the contrary, relying solely on the powerful physical talents of the dragon lineage, they were already at the top of the pyramid.

Speaking of which, Gauss was quite similar, being a jack-of-all-trades.

However, compared to the Dragon Beast before him, he also had casting abilities and innate human wisdom, with the shortcoming being his relatively low level.

"Come on!"

Gauss soared into the air, flying away from Aaliyah and the others.

And the Dragon Beast above him seemed to sense something.

Its gaze was firmly locked onto him.

Simultaneously, it flapped its wings, moving in his direction.

Gauss landed.

In the distance, ordinary Kobolds, out of fear of the aura emanating from him, kept their distance.

As for the elite Kobolds, they were slightly better influenced but still aware that he was the opponent of their king and did not approach.

Of course, this wasn’t due to some "knightly spirit," leaving the stage to the main characters of both sides.

It’s just that elite Kobolds had higher intelligence; they knew that once involved, not only would they not provide help, but they might get killed by their king’s attack aftermath.

The enraged and sinister king was majestic and simultaneously dangerously terrifying.

Who knows how many Kobolds had angered the king and become a post-meal snack.

Once Gauss’s feet settled.

He wasted no time.

Inserted the White Magic Wand into the strap at the side of his thigh.

Energy surged through his body.

"Sturdy Scale Bloodline!"

He felt his blood racing through his veins.

It might have been the dragon’s imposing aura from above, or perhaps the pressure brought by the battle itself.

He felt the Sturdy Scale Bloodline within him bubbling at an unprecedented level of activity.

His body grew warm...

Gauss’s lips curved slightly upward.

His eyes quietly transformed into burning golden vertical pupils.

He shouted in a low voice.

With no further reservations.

Within his loose robes, air waves surged fiercely.

On his skin, the surface of mystical blue dragon scales suddenly shone with dazzling brilliance.

This time, unlike any previous instance.

The textures continuously swelled, condensed, and deepened, no longer resembling energy manifestations, but instead seemed alive.